He is well-connected in this area and has dealings with all kinds of people.
His presence is more effective than the police. After hanging up the phone, he brought a few friends and rushed over.
"Hey, are you calling for help?" The big man looked at Xiao Chen with disdain: "It's useless even if you call the king of heaven today."
"Why don't you ask around and find out who my Liuzi is?"
"Liuzi, it's you who's trying to scam me again, right?" Zhang Ziang hurried over with a group of people.
"Hey, Young Master Zhang." Liuzi, who originally had a fierce look on his face.
When she saw Zhang Ziang coming over, her face immediately smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.
He hurried over to greet him: "Young Master Zhang, why are you here?"
Faced with his attentiveness, Zhang Ziang didn't give him any face at all.
He reached out and knocked the cigarette Liuzi handed him away, his face sullen: "You're trying to scam me again."
"Young Master Zhang, this isn't scamming people. This is our job." Liuzi said with a bitter face, "People are smarter nowadays."
"My brothers and I have been waiting here for a week and haven't encountered a single one. This is really hard..."
"Shut up, do you know who this is? I'm your brother, and I have to call you brother whenever I see you." Zhang Ziang pointed at Xiao Chen.
"Don't you want to stay in this area anymore? How dare you set your sights on my brother?"
"Oh... Young Master Zhang, this, this flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple." Liuzi was surprised. He didn't expect that this high school student actually knew Zhang Ziang.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Liuzi bowed and apologized to Xiao Chen: "Brother, if you had told us that you knew Young Master Zhang, we wouldn't have dared to confront you."
"Is Xiao Chen okay?" Zhang Ziang ran to Xiao Chen and asked.
"It's okay, this is my classmate. The little girl didn't know better and fell into their trap."
Xiao Chen pointed at Zhong Jiajia, who was a little stunned. "For a single-parent family, these people are asking for 200,000 yuan right out of the gate. That's too much."
"Two hundred thousand? How dare you ask for it?" Zhang Ziang was furious. He had invested in many stores in the antique street.
And he often hangs out here. To put it bluntly, this whole area is under his protection.
He couldn't care less about other people, but since it involved Xiao Chen, he couldn't just sit back and watch.
"Mr. Zhang, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." Liu Zi forced a smile.
"You misunderstood your mother. From today on, get out of Wanyuan Garden."
Zhang Ziang's expression darkened slightly. "If you dare to bring your gang here to scam people again, I'll break your legs. I mean what I say."
"Mr. Zhang...this." Liuzi looked embarrassed.
They specialize in making money through illegal means. There are all kinds of people in the Wanjiayuan area, and their connections are also here.
So whether it is hitting someone's car or stealing their wallet, they are very good at it.
If I want to change places, I have to start all over again.
"Get out." Zhang Ziang's face darkened, showing no mercy at all.
Helpless, Liuzi had to leave here dejectedly with his two younger brothers.
There is no way. Zhang Ziang is rich, and his father is Zhang Hongzhi, the grandson of a real estate tycoon.
The real one who gets along with both the black and white worlds is not to be trifled with by those petty criminals like them.
After driving these people away, Zhang Ziang smiled: "Xiao Chen, let's go. I'll be waiting for you."
"Wait for me a moment." Xiao Chen turned around and walked to Zhong Jiajia: "Classmate Zhong, please go back quickly. Everything is fine now."
"Okay, thank you Xiao Chen." Zhong Jiajia wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looking pitiful.
"It's okay, we are all classmates, let's go." Xiao Chen waved his hand, then left with Zhang Ziang.
Looking at Xiao Chen's leaving back, Zhong Jiajia couldn't take her eyes off him for a long time.
In the largest antique shop in Wanjiayuan, several people were already waiting here.
One of them was a man with a mustache and gold-rimmed glasses.
He was waving a folding fan in his hand and wearing a jade ring from the Qianlong period on his finger.
He looks very impressive in his outfit. This is today's seller.
"Mr. Zhang is back? Has the expert eye doctor you hired arrived?" The man with gold-rimmed glasses spoke with a Minnan accent.
"Here he comes. Let me introduce you. This is my brother Xiao Chen." Zhang Ziang pointed at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen nodded to everyone present, then sat down with Zhang Ziang.
"Mr. Zhang, is this the master you hired?" The speaker was Shi Ming, the owner of the store. He looked at Xiao Chen and felt a little unbelievable.
Xiao Chen is 185cm tall and looks quite tall.
But after all, there is still a hint of childishness on his face, and you can tell at a glance that he is a high school student.
Zhang Ziang called a high school student to help him identify the authenticity of the porcelain?
"Yes, this is my brother. He is here today to help me." Zhang Ziang nodded.
Then he said, "Brother, this is Shi Ming, the owner of this store."
"The man wearing glasses is his friend Mr. Wang, who specializes in antiques."
"Today I want to buy a piece of Song Dynasty porcelain from Mr. Wang. Please take a look at it."
"I can only say I can help you take a look, but I can't guarantee that I can help you." Xiao Chen said.
"It's okay, just take a look. Boss Wang, please take out the things." Zhang Ziang turned his head and looked at Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang waved his hand, and a subordinate behind him took out a box.
Inside the box was a palm-sized porcelain bowl wrapped in foam.
Carefully take out the bowl and place it on the table.
"Everyone, look! This Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln celadon-glazed teacup is the latest unearthed item."
Mr. Wang introduced himself in not very fluent Mandarin.
"The starting price is 20 million. No bargaining accepted. Mr. Zhang, please."
"Xiao Chen, please help me take a look." Zhang Ziang turned his head to look at Xiao Chen.
"Mr. Zhang, we have been friends for many years. I have seen this thing before and it is definitely correct." Shi Ming said.
He said somewhat displeasedly: "Why, you don't trust me?"
"It's not that I don't trust you, Manager Shi, but I feel something is wrong." Zhang Ziang shook his head.
"What's wrong? Tell me what's wrong." Boss Wang said in a heavily accented Mandarin: "If it's fake, I'll pay you three times the price."
He and Shopkeeper Wang looked at each other, and they exchanged glances in tacit understanding.
"That's right. Boss Wang and I have known each other for many years. He has an excellent reputation in the antiques circle." Shi Ming added, "Buy it with confidence. You won't go wrong."
"Xiao Chen, why don't you say something?" Zhang Ziang was undecided and turned to look at Xiao Chen.
He couldn't see any problem with the porcelain, but his intuition told him that things were not simple.
Xiao Chen could tell from the looks exchanged between Boss Wang and Shi Ming that these two were setting up a trap for Zhang Ziang.
After all, a real estate boss's son like Zhang Ziang is rich, but also a novice and playful person.
As long as you make a high-quality imitation that is acceptable, you will most likely be able to scare the other party and make them willingly pay for it.
Shi Ming and Boss Wang sneered inwardly, thinking that their porcelain was a high-quality imitation forged by professionals.
Even experts find it difficult to tell the real from the fake, so why does Zhang Ziang think that Xiao Chen, a high school student, can tell the difference?
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