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Text Chapter 1662 Game within game

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    Wu Dongliang said: "Hua Zhao, I promised you to do this game. I didn't know it was Eastern Han Dynasty celadon at the time. But I don't blame you for this. It's just that I studied it for a long time before I was sure. But don't you think now that one hundred thousand is a bit too little?  ?"

    The wretched man hugged the bottle in his arms. The reason why this guy was called Flower Claw was because his hands were full of pockmarks.

    "Boss Wu, since we have all agreed, if you go back on your word now, it will be a violation of the rules."

    Wu Dongliang smiled: "Okay!" Without saying anything more, he walked away.

    Huazhao sneered, turned and walked towards the door: "Bah! Damn it, what the hell."

    When he walked out, he felt that the sun was so warm and soft.  Thinking about living in a mansion, driving a luxury car, and hugging a beautiful woman in the future, his expression became even more obscene.  But after a while, his face suddenly turned pale, he looked around furtively, then stuffed the bottle into his arms and plunged into the crowd.

    When Wu Dongliang entered the small door, it was an open-air wedge garden. Opposite the wedge garden were three antique houses.  Passing through the more than ten meters long cobblestone corridor, opening the door, there is a living room inside.  What was surprising was that Yang Luo, Bei Yinyao and Tongtong who had just left were actually sitting there, and Gu Xiaochen was also there.

    Seeing Wu Dongliang come in, Gu Xiaochen laughed and said, "Old Wu, Hua Zhao is gone?"

    Wu Dongliang smiled slightly: "Let's go. I wanted to hit him a little bit, but the guy didn't let go." After speaking, he shook his head.

    Yang Luo picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then put it down and said softly: "Boss Wu, it's up to you whether this scene can continue."

    Wu Dongliang looked at Yang Luo and asked: "Mr. Yang, how are you sure that Huazhua dares to swallow that bottle privately?"

    Yang Luo took out a cigarette and lit a cigarette: "The wealth is so heart-warming, I won't hand it over easily, let alone someone like Hua Zhao."

    Wu Dongdian nodded, took out his phone and dialed a number. After ringing for a long time, the person answered, and heard an old, sickly voice.

    "WuBoss, why did you think of calling me?" Then there was a cough.

    Wu Dongliang said: "Third Master, I made a game with Huazhua just now, it's Eastern Han Dynasty celadon."

    "Cough cough cough" A violent cough came from the receiver, followed by a rough gasping sound, "What did you say? Is it Eastern Han Dynasty celadon?"

    Wu Dongliang said: "Yes, originally I wanted to discuss with Huazhua and give me the bottle, but I also know that he can't make the decision, so I called you. As for the price, we can discuss it."

    Third Master breathed heavily again: "Where is Hua Zhao?"

    Wu Dongliang said: "He has gone back."

    Third Master said: "Okay, I will contact you when I see the thing." After that, he hung up the phone.

    Wu Dongliang put away his phone and said with a smile: "My mission is completed."

    Yang Luo flicked the ashes from his cigarette, stood up and said, "Boss Wu, old boss, I will remember this favor today."

    Wu Dongliang and Gu Xiaochen's eyes lit up, they were waiting for Yang Luo's words.  With their current status, they are not short of money. As for favors, it depends on who owes them.  As for Yang Luo's favor, it's a huge favor. They must keep it well. They won't reach out to ask for it until it's a matter of life and death.

    Gu Xiaochen laughed and said: "It is my honor, Gu Xiaochen, to be able to owe Mr. Yang a favor."

    Wu Dongliang also smiled and said: "Young Master Yang, we haven't seen each other for so many years, why don't you host me and let's have a few drinks?"

    Yang Luo shook his head and hugged Silo, who was dazed and about to fall asleep in Bei Yinyao's arms: "This little guy is going to eat KFC."

    Gu Xiaochen chuckled: "Children today are all little ancestors, and the boy in our family was the same when he was a child. He was afraid of falling when he held it in his hand, and he was afraid of melting when he held it in his mouth. You have to buy whatever you want, otherwise  I'm making trouble with you." He took out a green dragon and phoenix jade pendant from his arms, "This is a greeting gift from my uncle," and then put it on Siluo's neck.

    Wu Dongliang also hurriedly took out a jade Ruyi on his body, which was only the size of a palm.  Below is a base made of sandalwood, with gold inlaid in the middle and four words of good luck and good luck engraved on it.

    "Lao Gu gave me a meeting gift, so I can't be stingy, right?"

    Both guys own antique shops, so the things they bring out cannot be ordinary.  Especially Wu Dongliang's jade Ruyi is not priceless, but it is definitely not cheap either.  Yang Luo wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it he accepted it.

    "I would like to thank you both on behalf of my children."

    Seeing Yang Luo accept it, Wu Dongliang and Gu Xiaochen breathed a sigh of relief.  For example, in the antique business, the people they come into contact with are quite complicated. It can be said that there are people from all walks of life.  Naturally, I also know in my heart that people like Yang Luo will not easily accept gifts from others. Since I accept them, I will treat you as a friend.

    "As elders, what good does it do to give greeting gifts to our children?"?'s.  Wu Dongliang said with a smile, and then personally sent Yang Luo and the others out.

    Bei Yinyao asked: "Where are we going now?"

    "Go and eat KFC!" Silo became more energetic at this moment and shouted.

    "Okay, okay, let's go eat KFC." Bei Yinyao pinched the little guy's nose dotingly, "You little greedy cat."

    Located in a villa community in Panjiayuan, in an ordinary two-story villa, a thin old man with white hair was sitting on a recliner.  He looks sickly, his face is a little sallow, but his eyes are very bright, giving people a cold and cunning feeling.

    This old guy is the third master who controls the entire black market antiques in Beijing. All antiques with shady origins, such as ghost goods, stolen goods, parallel imports, etc., must pass through his hands, or be bought at a low price, or he can be sold as a middleman.  Go ahead and take high commissions.

    And Hua Zhao is this old guy¡¯s subordinate, specializing in writing off accounts.  Of course, this old guy also has his own way of controlling his subordinates.  Just like Flower Claw, the old guy has a lot of people under his command.  As long as the value of the things they get is not high, he will not interfere. After all, he eats meat and his subordinates also have to drink soup.  But if you don¡¯t hand over the good things you get, you will never see the sun the next day.  This old guy can be said to be ruthless and never show mercy.

    Now that Hua Zhao has obtained Eastern Han Dynasty celadon, why isn¡¯t the old guy tempted?  But after waiting for half an hour, Hua Zhao didn't come back, which made the old guy a little unable to sit still.

    "Daxing, call Hua Zhao and ask him to come back immediately."

    "Yes!" A big man standing behind the old guy took out his phone and called Hua Zhao, but it prompted to turn off the phone.

    "Third Master, Huazhua's phone is turned off."

    The old guy¡¯s expression changed, he gripped the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, opened his mouth and coughed violently.

    Daxing hurriedly patted the old guy's back. After a while, the old guy stopped coughing and gasped: "What a courage What a courage" As he spoke, the palm of his hand did not move.  He kept patting the armrest of the chair, and there was a snapping sound.

    Daxing said: "Third Master, I have long said that that guy Huazhua is a traitor, but you don't believe it."

    The old guy calmed down his excitement and said, "Go and send all the people out. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find the flower claws for me."

    At this time, Hua Zhao appeared in front of the door of a courtyard. The guy looked around crookedly and found that no one was there, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

    Not long after, a small door on the right side of the main door creaked open, and a little boy of thirteen or fourteen years old poked his head out.

    "Who are you looking for?"

    Huazhao said with a smile on his face: "Excuse me, is Mr. Gu here?"

    The little boy yelled: "Look for my grandpa, he is here." After saying that, he opened the door and said, "Come in!"

    Huazhao glanced back again, then darted in.  Then, led by the little boy, he walked to the side room on the left.

    "Grandpa, someone is looking for you."

    An old but energetic voice came from inside: "Come in!"

    The little boy said: "Go in by yourself." Then he jumped away.

    Huazhua opened the door carefully and saw an old man in his fifties or sixties sitting behind a table playing with a porcelain vase.  And this room is filled with antiques.  But Hua Zhao knows that some of the antiques here are genuine, but most of them are fake.

    "Mr. Gu!"

    Mr. Gu raised his head and pushed the eyes on his nose: "Oh, it's Huazhua. Is it because the third master received the goods and couldn't tell his identity, so I have eyes?"

    This old man is well-known in the antique business. He has a pair of eyes that can determine the heart of a treasure circle. As long as the antiques pass through his hands, the authenticity will be determined and they will be recognized everywhere in the country.  But what he is most famous for is not treasure appraisal, but antique making, that is, making fake antiques.  The fakes he made could be mistaken for real ones. Even the ancient experts would have a hard time identifying the real ones without testing with instruments.  Fortunately, this old man has his own bottom line. Those fakes he makes are just for fun and never take action.  Otherwise, the antique market will be in chaos.

    Hua Zhao walked over with a flattering smile: "Yes, if you are interested, I can help you." This guy had no choice but to come here because he couldn't get around Third Master if he made a move elsewhere.  Only Gu Lao is safe here.

    "Oh?" Mr. Gu said, "Bring it to me and see!"

    Huazhua carefully took out the bottle from her arms and slowly placed it on the table.

    Mr. Gu didn¡¯t pick it up, he just glanced at it and smiled: ¡°This is a fake.¡±

    "What?" Hua Zhao's face changed drastically, and he shouted uncontrollably, "Mr. Gu, take a closer look, how can this be a fake?"

    Old Gu leaned back, took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and then put the glasses back on: "Don't look at it, just take it back!"

      "How is it possible? How is it possible?" Huazhua's body was trembling slightly, and he didn't know whether he was angry or afraid. "Mr. Gu, take a good look."

    Gu Lao waved his hand: "What are you looking at? This is what I made."

    "Boom!" Like thunder, Huazhua's head kept banging, he looked at Mr. Gu blankly, and said unwillingly.

    "Gu Mr. Gu, aren't you trying to make things worse?"

    Mr. Gu said: "An old friend called me yesterday and asked someone to ask for it here."

    Huazhua¡¯s mind went blank and he understood everything.  He was cheated, and it was a game within a game.  Not only was the jade bracelet defrauded, but he was also defrauded of 500,000 yuan, no, 600,000 yuan, which was his entire family fortune.  But now, his life may be cheated.

    "Wu Dongliang, Gu Xiaochen, I'll fuck your grandma!" Huazhao roared angrily, and then stumbled out.

    Mr. Gu picked up the so-called Eastern Han Dynasty celadon, looked at it, threw it into a trash can next to him, smashed it into pieces with a bang, and then laughed.

    "I really don't know how you offended my junior uncle. If you don't die, who will die?"
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