Chapter 122: The King of Scams, Never Fails! (Subscribe)

The next day.

May 28th.

As the sun rises, a warm orange-red color gradually appears on the horizon. On the roadside, the leaves and grass tips are covered with crystal dewdrops, shimmering in the morning light.

Wisps of cool breeze blew over Lin Chuan's face, making Lin Chuan's sleepiness weaken a bit.

Lin Chuan and the renter made an appointment to meet Mr. Li at Yueming Tea House.

In order to show the importance they attach to this batch of antiques, the two of them did not drive a small electric car, but called a luxury car to make a special trip.

Car: Mercedes-Benz GLC.

Driver master: Wang Zikai.

"Old Lin, you...six!" Wang Zikai was sitting in the driver's seat. When he turned around and saw Lin Chuan getting into the car with the little charterer, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Damn it!

I used to worry that he wouldn't be able to find a girlfriend, but as a result, there were girls around him one after another.

Today, this girl who is wearing a floral dress and looks like a female star, according to Lao Lin, is his landlord, as well as his financial director, human resources director and main investor of the company!

Since the little housekeeper was present, Wang Zikai could only greet Lin Chuan cheerfully to save face for his brother.

However, he was already greeting Lin Chuan in a low voice.

Lao Lin guessed that he was the reincarnation of Yue Lao. He tied so many red ropes to himself. Two police beauties and a rich little landlord?

Unlike me, there is only one little rich woman who is a writer.

"Master driver, go to Yueming Tea House." Lin Chuan and the little charterer were sitting in the back row, reminding Lao Wang.

Lao Wang curled his lips, but who asked the brothers to take the girls, so he had no choice but to cooperate: "Passengers in the back seat, please fasten your seat belts, we are about to go to Yueming Tea House."

Lin Chuan laughed: "Old Wang, it's rare that you got up early in the morning to pick us up. Didn't you disturb your sweet dream?"

"Dear Wanding author and passenger, I am at your service at any time!" Lao Wang said again.

"Go, go, be serious."

Lin Chuan smiled.

"My anti-fraud novel "Escape with Wings" has been completed, so recently Qiqi asked me to go to bed early, otherwise I will easily become angry and affect my kidney function." Lao Wang explained.

"Then you should pay more attention." Lin Chuan teased.

"Why are you going to Yueming Tea House so early in the morning?" Lao Wang asked curiously.

Lin Chuan patted the box in his hand and said with a smile: "I bought a few antiques recently, let someone identify them."

"antique?"

Lao Wang was startled, "You have already started to get involved in the antique circle. You have a wide range of interests. Where is the anti-fraud essay collection?"

"The works that advance to the next round will be settled on May 31st, which is still three days away." Lin Chuan said with a smile.

"That's true, Lao Lin, how many prizes do you think I can win?"

"Second prize."

"how about you?"

"First prize."

"There is only one first prize, film and television adaptation + copyright development, the competition is very fierce!"

Lao Wang spat.

The second round is judged by a professional jury - anti-fraud experts, anti-fraud police, and people who have been defrauded. It is very different from the mass traffic obtained by mass volume marketing.

This part of the jury will pay more attention to exposing the evil of fraud, thereby achieving the effect of anti-fraud propaganda.

"You wait until I adapt it, and then I'll treat you to a movie." Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"I think my scams are well written, and I have a better chance of adapting them!" Lao Wang said unconvinced.

Lin Chuan smiled: "Have you forgotten who taught you those scams?"

"Forehead……"

Lao Wang was speechless for a moment.

The Mercedes-Benz GLC shuttled in the light golden morning sun, the engine roared on the road, and not long after, several people arrived at Yueming Villa.

Lao Wang was waiting for Lin Chuan in the car.

Lin Chuan held the box and walked into Yueming Tea House with the little tenant.

It was the same waiter from last time, wearing a cheongsam and smiling broadly. In the same private room, Lin and Zhang pushed open the door and walked in. Mr. Li was already waiting here.

"Mr. Li, I've been waiting for a long time."

Lin Chuan put the box aside and shook hands with Mr. Li in a friendly manner.

With a warm smile on his face, Mr. Li said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, Director Xiao Zhang, I have just arrived. Is it still Pu'er tea?"

"No problem." Lin Chuan and the little landlord nodded.

While holding the tea cup with tweezers, Mr. Li said: "My wife liked the hundred-year-old southern red agate bracelet made by Director Zhang yesterday, and asked me to thank you specially."

"We should thank Mr. Li. Mr. Li can be said to be our guide in the antiques circle." Lin Chuan praised Mr. Li.

"Haha, Lin Chuan, we are discussing and communicating with each other."

The two parties exchanged pleasantries and talked about the situation.

But they all have their own evil intentions.

"You two went to Dongda Street yesterday and found a lot of good things?" Mr. Li poured a cup of tea for Lin Chuan and the little housekeeper each and asked with a smile.

"I'm just trying my hand at it. As for whether it's true or false, it all depends on Mr. Li to identify it for us."

Lin Chuan smiled.

Immediately, he opened the box, took out several antiques he had bought yesterday, arranged them one by one, and presented them in front of Mr. Li's eyes.

Mr. Li took a sip of tea, picked up the 'Xuande stove' closest to him, and looked at it carefully.

"Mr. Li, just tell me if you have any questions," Lin Chuan said.

"Mr. Lin, this stove of yours, how much did it cost?" Mr. Li gently brushed the 'Xuande stove', frowned slightly, and asked.

"Three thousand and five."

Lin Chuan took out the deceptive price that the boss casually mentioned.

Mr. Li clicked his tongue, then took a sip of tea: "Mr. Lin, to be honest with you, this stove should have been produced on an assembly line."

"Mr. Li, can you tell me the specific identification method?" Lin Chuan asked with a studious look on his face.

"Mr. Lin, you have just joined the industry. Let me teach you some basic methods. Look at the patina on this stove. Generally, the patina on older bronzes will be very obvious, like here..."

Mr. Li said patiently.

In his eyes, he thought that two young people, Lin Chuan and Zhang Xinxin, wanted to enter the antique circle because they sold a bracelet for 120,000 yuan yesterday, so they bought a bunch of items as soon as they got excited.

"Mr. Li, look at this hairpin again."

"The craftsmanship of this hairpin is quite good."

"This folding fan, the boss said it was the work of Zheng Banqiao."

"Hmm... It should be quite useful when the weather is hot."

"Mr. Li, look at this coin again." Lin Chuan put a coin in front of Mr. Li and asked.

Mr. Li talked for a long time, his mouth and tongue were dry, and he took a sip of tea.

He was already thinking about how to respond with high emotional intelligence, such as 'this ancient coin with a face value of one yuan should be worth one yuan'.

Put down the tea cup.

Mr. Li smiled, picked up the coins in front of him, looked at them, and was about to make a judgment.

suddenly--

He frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, and disappeared in a flash.

Mr. Li looked intently at the front of the coin, which had the words "Guangxu Yuan Treasure House made in Guimao Fengtian Province, one tael of silver". On the back, there was a dragon pattern in the center, and around the coin, there were the English name of the place where it was minted and the currency value.

hiss!

Mr. Li took a slight breath, and his posture became much more upright. His eyes were deeply focused on the coin in his hand.

This coin has a simple and solemn appearance. The silver is slightly oxidized, showing a unique silver-gray tone. The edge of the ring is silver-gray and darker. The color becomes brighter toward the middle. The transition is natural, neat and smooth. Under the illumination of light, The surface has a soft sheen.

The font on the front is vigorous and powerful, surrounded by exquisite patterns and smooth lines. On the back of the coin, the scales of the dragon are clearly visible, and the eyes are bright.

The patina on both sides of the coin can be determined to be naturally formed.

Mr. Li's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his mouth opened slightly. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to express it.

finally.

He swallowed, suppressed his rapidly beating heart, and slowly put down the coin: "Mr. Lin, I have to go to the bathroom, please excuse me."

Before he could see the expressions of Lin Chuan and the tenant, he had already walked out of the private room and walked to a hidden corner of Yueming Tea House. After confirming that there was no surveillance and no one around, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, Sister Liu!"

Mr. Li said, breathing a little quickly.

"Are you done with those two brats? Once you're done, take them to the antique market and let them have some fun." A woman's voice came from the phone.

If Lin Chuan and the little tenant were present, they would definitely be able to identify the owner of the voice.

It is Lao Zhang’s partner, Liu Qing.

"Liu Qing, the situation has changed!" Mr. Li took a deep breath and said.

"What's going on?" Liu Qing asked.

"That kid may have found something good!" Mr. Li said after swallowing.

"He's a novice in antiques. I looked at a few things I bought last night. If he doesn't have any talent in antiques, what good stuff can he get?" Liu Qing snorted.

"He showed me several items, which are indeed items that only novices can buy, but he just showed me a coin." Mr. Li said solemnly.

"What coin?"

"Fengtian one or two!"

On the other end of the phone, Liu Qing was visibly startled, and then said: "You've got a blind eye, Fengtian only has one or two coins, how could it be in his hands?"

"I don't believe it either, but that coin looks so similar!" Mr. Li sounded excited.

"Calm down and describe the coin carefully," Liu Qing said.

"good."

Mr. Li described everything he saw in detail, including the coin's appearance, color, coating, smoothness, approximate size and weight, etc., without missing anything.

"According to what you said, it does look a bit similar." Liu Qing hesitated after hearing this.

Fengtian Yiliang is the "coin king" of silver yuan in modern times.

Liu Qing and Mr. Li are people who are involved in the antique circle. "Fengtian Yiliang" once sold for a sky-high price of 46 million, how could they not know?

Mr. Li habitually looked around, and then said: "If that coin is really one or two, our performance..."

"See if you can defraud that coin. Even if it doesn't work, you have to make a video and I'll take it for appraisal!" Liu Qing's heart was also ready to move.

She worked so hard to lure Lao Zhang into taking the bait, but in the end she only benefited tens of millions.

However, a 'Fengtian Yiliang' suddenly appeared in her ear!

Forty-six million!

This number had a fatal attraction for her.

In the private room.

After Mr. Li left, the little tenant stood in front of Lin Chuan and asked quietly: "You said in our situation, will they come in?"

"Don't worry, I've never failed." Lin Chuan took a sip of tea and smiled.

"Um?"

The little tenant woman frowned and raised her face to look at Lin Chuan: "I have never failed. Have you done this before?"

Lin Chuan's face darkened, and he said with a sneer: "I am a serious person, very honest."

"You are not honest in any way!" the little housekeeper pouted.

"I'm kidding."

Lin Chuan laughed.

In fact, he was not kidding.

As the king of scams, he had done this kind of game hundreds of times and he had never failed!