As soon as the ten vases were lined up, Luo Yubai frowned.
Whispering in Mr. Luo's ear: "Grandpa, this Mr. Gu is really too much of a bully."
Mr. Luo, however, still smiled: "Why are you so nervous? You should learn from Ruoxi and remain calm in the face of adversity."
Luo Yubai smiled and shook his head: "Yes, the temperaments of the two of you seem more like grandparents and grandchildren."
Old Master Luo glanced at Luo Yubai and said, "It's all because of you that you didn't live up to your expectations and let that kid from the Pei family get there first!"
Luo Yubai: ...
Old Master Gu raised his chin and looked at Qiao Ruoxi: "So, are you still going to make this bet?"
Qiao Ruoxi nodded: "Of course."
She walked over to the table, put on white gloves, and picked up the first vase.
"There is something I need to ask Mr. Gu."
Old Master Gu sneered: "You said that I have always been tolerant of the younger generation. Now that you admit your mistakes, I can let it go."
Qiao Ruoxi curled her red lips slightly: "Mr. Gu misunderstood, I just want to ask, how much is this fake worth?"
Old Master Gu raised his head proudly. "A Gu-made item, even a high-quality imitation, can fetch up to a million dollars! Why are you asking this?"
Qiao Ruoxi put down the vase in her hand and smiled. "Just in case, let's agree in advance that if I accidentally break a fake, I'll compensate you according to the price. If you agree, I'll start the appraisal."
Old Master Gu looked at Qiao Ruoxi strangely. She wanted to pay compensation for a broken fake. Wasn't this girl stupid?
Old Master Luo smiled cheerfully, "Miss Ruoxi is very thoughtful. Mr. Gu, I'm going to presume to be a witness. If anyone breaks a fake, I'll compensate them according to the price, so that the child can rest assured to identify it. Is that okay?"
With security and money to be made, Mr. Gu was naturally happy and nodded: "Okay, since Mr. Luo has spoken, it's settled."
Qiao Ruoxi directly signed a check for one million and put it on the table.
The more Mr. Gu looked at it, the more uneasy he felt.
He always felt that Qiao Ruoxi was planning something bad, but he also felt that it was impossible for anyone to trick him under his nose.
"Mr. Gu, your Gu family's technology of imitating antiques is really good. The quality and even the patterns on the jade are the same. This technology is really amazing!" Mr. Luo's voice interrupted Mr. Gu's thoughts.
Old Master Gu quickly began to sell: "Of course, if we work together, no matter what quality of jade you want, I can get it for you. The biggest fear in the jade business is counterfeiting, but as long as I'm here, I will never let you suffer such a loss!"
Mr. Luo teased: "What if you're passing off inferior goods as genuine ones, and you bring fake goods here, won't we be able to tell?"
Mr. Gu's smile froze immediately: "Mr. Luo, you are worrying too much. We would never dare to lie to anyone else but you!"
Mr. Luo smiled and waved his hands: "I was just joking. When we do business, we all emphasize honesty. If you don't even have integrity, the market and consumers will not tolerate it."
Mr. Gu's heart tightened, and he always felt that there was something else behind Mr. Luo's words.
But when he looked at Mr. Luo’s smiling face, he felt that he was thinking too much.
He turned his gaze back to Qiao Ruoxi.
This time, Qiao Ruoxi didn't even wear gloves, but just walked past several antique vases one by one.
"Sister-in-law, you are really good at appraising treasures!" Pei Yaori asked curiously as he stood aside.
Qiao Ruoxi raised the corners of her lips and said two words in her mind: "No."
Pei Yaori was stunned: "So, you were teasing that old man Gu?"
"Not really. Any antique must have passed through many hands and weathered the years. Such objects will have their own spiritual energy."
“On the contrary, imitations don’t have it.”
Pei Yaori leaned over to take a look, and it was true.
Only the second vase was surrounded by a layer of dark blue light.
If he hadn't practiced with Qiao Ruoxi for so long, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.
"Awesome, my sister-in-law! Old man Gu has lost face this time. I'm already looking forward to the day when he holds a press conference to publicly apologize!" Pei Yaori put his hands on his hips, looking gloating.
Qiao Ruoxi raised her eyebrows: "I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."
Seeing Qiao Ruoxi standing in front of the second antique vase for a long time, Mr. Gu felt a pang in his heart.
Then, the bad premonition came true.
Qiao Ruoxi then spoke, "Only the second vase is a genuine antique. The rest are fake."
At that moment, Mr. Gu's eyes almost popped out of his sockets.
How is that possible!
If you have to choose between the two, choosing the right one may be a coincidence, or it may be that Mr. Luo is letting you win.
But these ten antique vases were brought by him, and were one of his usual ways to show off his financial resources and skills.
For decades, no one has ever guessed it right.
How did Qiao Ruoxi guess that? Does she really have special abilities?
"Mr. Gu, am I right?" Qiao Ruoxi's voice sounded again.
For Mr. Gu, this sound was like a death sentence.
If he admitted that he was right, not only would he lose face, but his cooperation with the Luo family would also be ruined.
Most importantly, he had to publicly apologize to the Pei Group at a press conference.
This will be the greatest insult that Gu Huaqiang has ever suffered in his life!
But...what if he doesn't admit it?
Another idea suddenly flashed through Mr. Gu’s mind.
"You are wrong, this is a fake." Old Master Gu decided to lie with his eyes open.
In this way, everything can be solved.
"Are you sure?" Qiao Ruoxi asked back.
Mr. Gu's eyes flickered a little: "If you don't believe me, you can ask the appraiser."
"Old Xu, can you also identify whether the vase that Ruoxi mentioned is an antique?" Old Master Luo still had a smile on his face, and no one could tell anything was wrong.
The appraiser whose name was called stepped forward immediately.
While putting on the gloves, he exchanged a glance with Mr. Gu, then picked up the second vase and pretended to examine it carefully.
"Master Luo, Master Gu, based on my experience, this vase is indeed a fake, but it's a very realistic imitation. It's not surprising that Miss Qiao couldn't identify it."
The appraiser spoke tactfully, not wanting to offend anyone. After carefully putting the vase down, he returned to his corner and became invisible.
"Mr. Luo, now you believe it, right? Identifying antiques requires not only a keen eye, but also years of accumulated experience. Young people should be more modest. If you overestimate your abilities, you will suffer."
"Is this vase really fake?"
Before Mr. Gu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qiao Ruoxi's crisp voice again.
When I turned around, I saw that Mr. Gu almost sat down on the ground with his legs weak.
Qiao Ruoxi was seen holding the vase in one hand, sometimes holding it high, sometimes shaking it, and sometimes hitting the vase hard, making crisp sounds.
"Qiao Ruoxi, what are you doing? Put the vase down!"
Old Master Gu roared in a trembling voice.
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