Chapter 37 Boycott of Shanjia Auction House
The fourth wife, who had always been high and mighty and pampered, had never suffered such humiliation before.
The angry masses, in particular, hurled the most vicious words and the filthiest things at her.
For a moment, the fourth wife broke down, scratching her head and pulling at her hair, rolling around on the spot and crying like a madwoman.
The fourth master held his fourth wife silently, trying to protect her. However, the angry crowd was not about to let them off easily. They threw rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs at them from all directions, from every angle...
The nauseating smell made the Fourth Madam feel nauseous and she almost vomit.
Her hands gripped the Fourth Master's sleeves tightly, her nails digging into his flesh, but she was completely unaware.
Her lips trembled, and she uttered muffled sobs: "No...no...I don't want this...let me die..."
At this moment, the Fourth Madam wished she could just smash her head on the ground. Rather than endure such humiliation and pain, she would rather die.
Seeing this scene, Shan Yixiao's hands trembled involuntarily, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his collar.
"I...I admit it, I did it!" Shan Yixiao suddenly shouted hoarsely, his voice filled with endless despair and sorrow.
He stared intently at Shanxi: "Let me through. This has nothing to do with my parents. I did it all!"
Shanxia listened and smiled with satisfaction: "Alright, I'll grant your wish."
With that, Shanxi threw Shanxii into the crowd like a chick.
The noise in the crowd paused briefly after Shan Yixiao joined in, but it quickly erupted into even stronger anger as Shan Yixiao confessed.
Beside him, Old Master Chen and Old Master Shan slowly walked towards Shanxi.
Looking at the Fourth Master and Fourth Madam in the crowd, Old Master Shan still couldn't believe that all of this was actually done by Shan Yixiao.
If it weren't for Grandma's foresight, she would probably be the one being scorned and pelted with rotten vegetables.
Thinking of this, the last trace of guilt that had remained in Old Master Shan's heart vanished instantly, replaced by a heart full of resentment and unwillingness.
"This Shan Yixiao is too vicious!" Old Master Shan was filled with disappointment.
“Little Yellow Flower, although it is said that if a son is not taught, it is the father’s fault, there is another saying: Humans are born evil. You don’t need to blame yourself or feel remorse. This is human nature.” Shanxi gently patted Old Master Shan’s shoulder and said earnestly.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Old Master Shan's eyes lit up. He suddenly took out a pen and paper from his pocket and began to write furiously on the wall beside him.
His movements were very swift, as if he were afraid of missing a single word.
"What are you doing?" Old Master Chen asked, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of confusion.
"I will write down all the wise words my great-grandmother said." Grandpa Shan said without looking up as he wrote, "What my great-grandmother said is so good and so profound. I will definitely pass it on to the next generation so that they will all remember my great-grandmother's wise words."
As he spoke, Grandpa Shan continued to write rapidly on the paper, as if every word was priceless.
After finishing the record, Grandpa Shan treated the paper as if it were a priceless treasure, carefully folding it with both hands as if handling a rare gem.
Seeing this, Old Master Chen's lips twitched slightly, and he thought to himself: This damned flatterer, his cultivation hasn't improved, but his flattery skills have become superb and improved rapidly!
Looking at the chaotic scene before him, Old Master Chen shook his head with regret: "Miss, I'm afraid this matter cannot be easily resolved."
Shanjia Auction House, that's the largest auction house in the Jun Dynasty.
With a long history and the accumulation of time, it has long established a very high reputation in people's hearts, and its business is booming, with the place always packed with customers.
But now, Xiao Huanghua entrusted such a good shop to the Fourth Master with all her heart, only to have it smeared like this by that scoundrel Shan Yixiao. It's truly heartbreaking!
"Grandma, this...this Shan Family Auction House is the culmination of the efforts of our ancestors throughout the Shan family!" The thought that the Shan Family Auction House might be destroyed filled Old Master Shan with an overwhelming sense of anger.
He lost control of his emotions and couldn't help but pick up the filthy, rotten vegetable leaves from the ground and throw them at Shan Yixiao, cursing, "Damn Shan Yixiao! This scoundrel deserves to die a thousand times over!"
Not satisfied with just that, Old Master Shan ran over to snatch other people's rotten eggs and joined in smashing them, yelling, "Scumbag! Scumbag!"
Seeing Xiao Huanghua throwing vegetable leaves like a child, Shanxi coughed twice: "Xiao Huanghua, stop throwing them."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Shan returned indignantly to Shanxi's side: "Grandma, let me throw a couple more pieces to smash this scoundrel to death!"
Shanxi: "..."
"Go and invite ten appraisers to oversee Shanjia Auction House," Shanxi said calmly. "In the next few days, Shanjia Auction House will definitely become the target of everyone's criticism. You should close the shop and suspend operations for a few days."
"We told the public that Shanjia Auction House would hold a new auction in seven days, and that a professional appraiser would be on-site to appraise the items."
"Also, find a few experts and send Shan Yixiao in there."
Grandpa Shan listened and remembered every word clearly: "Yes, Grandma."
As she spoke, Shanxi handed him a list: "These are the items to be auctioned in seven days. There's no need to hide them; you can deliberately leak them out."
Grandpa Shan took the list, glanced at it, and his pupils widened instantly, his face filled with shock, as if he had seen something unbelievable: "Grandma, this..."
"Go ahead." Shanxi waved his hand, looking unwilling to say more, signaling him to hurry up and do it.
As soon as the old man held the list, his eyes instantly welled up with tears, which seemed about to spill over at any moment.
He was filled with self-reproach and guilt, thinking to himself: I'm so useless! I'm already so old, and I can't even help my great-grandmother. Instead, she has to take out her savings for my coffin to help me. Where do I put my face...?
If Shanxi knew what Old Master Shan was thinking at this moment, she probably wouldn't be able to resist rolling her eyes and saying: Stop! Grandma, I'm not that poor!
Before long, the officers who received the report arrived at the scene. One of them, with a look of disgust on his face, grabbed Shan Yixiao, who was lying on the ground, and lifted him up roughly.
Shan Yixiao, who had been despondent and with empty eyes, suddenly "came alive" upon seeing the officials. Like a fish just pulled from the water, he thrashed about wildly and screamed hoarsely, "No! I don't want to go to jail! I don't want to die!"
In the struggle, he caught sight of Shanxi beside him, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He shouted as if grasping at a straw, "Shanxi, let me go!"
"Without me, your Shanjia Auction House can forget about staying in business!"
"With the connections I've built up over the years, if I just say the word, those big collectors won't give you their items. The auction houses will be out of stock and will have no choice but to close down!"
“Who says that without you, no one at Shanjia Auction House is willing to cooperate?” Master Wu strode towards Shanxi.
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