Siheyuan: Chasing Me Out, Still Want Me to Help?

the next day.

After the Lantern Festival, people in Sijiucheng quickly returned to their normal lives.

Han Chunming didn't sleep well last night and didn't even eat breakfast, so he went to see Uncle Guan with Dukang wine.

"Master, I don't understand!"

Before seeing anyone, Han Chunming started muttering in the yard.

"Yes, I thought you came to drink early in the morning, but I didn't expect you to come to the show!"

"Watching a play, what watching a play?"

Hearing Uncle Guan's words, Han Chunming was puzzled.

"Brother Ye, why are you here?"

Walking into the house and seeing Ye Chen, Han Chunming was stunned.

Are you watching your own play?

However, Ye Chen's expression did not change, and Han Chunming did not continue to speculate.

"Grandson, what happened to you?"

Uncle Guan raised his head and glanced at Ye Chen. Seeing that the other party seemed to have nothing to do with him, he could only ask Han Chunming.

"Master, I went to look for her yesterday, but I was scolded in the face, but it's not that simple. Do you think I need to be more busy?"

Han Chunming briefly explained what happened last night. Since he was not very articulate, he did not name his name or give details.

"If I didn't guess wrong, you kid should go straight to Su Meng! If you want me to tell you, you should be scolded!"

After listening to Han Chunming's words, Mr. Guan looked straight at Han Chunming.

"Why!"

"You can be good if you want to, but you can't commit three taboos. The first taboo is that you can't return the casserole you received the medicine, and you have to wait for others to come and ask for it."

"I understand that, if you give someone a pot of medicine, isn't that cursing the person to get sick?"

After listening to Master Guan's first point, Han Chunming understood it.

"Isn't this very clever? The second taboo is that the mirror is placed in the house for the sake of proper clothes. You can't put the mirror on the face of the person. It means to treat the other person as a monster."

For this, Han Chunming just lowered his head and did not speak.

"This third taboo is that you have to wait for the opportunity, you can't rashly ask someone to talk about the problem, otherwise this is just finding fault!"

"You are not a taboo!"

Han Chunming heard this taboo, but did not agree with it.

"I said yes!"

Uncle Guan glared at Han Chunming.

After thinking about it carefully, Han Chunming finally understood what Uncle Guan wanted to tell him.

"You mean, it's okay for me to persuade people, but like that King Qi, like that Tang Taizong, one is that you can't speak too clearly, and you can't directly confront people, and the other is to wait for others to think about it. Say yes when you hear it!"

Han Chunming seemed to know where his problem was.

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Uncle Guan nodded.

"Okay, that thing is because I didn't do well, I'm cheap, but I still have a question I don't understand, how did she get so many fake china from the Foley auction house? Don't say it, the means of cheating are real. Not bad, but my buddy can see at a glance that these fake china are all made by one person."

Han Chunming said another question of his own.

Although he knew that an internal auction was held in Jin Changsheng, it was also an auction. How could he have gotten so many porcelains in an auction.

There are so many people, it is good to have one for a few people.

Uncle Guan looked at Ye Chen.

He can't solve this problem, but Ye Chen will come here early in the morning to watch the play, so he must know something.

"You want to ask Su Meng what channel she bought the fake china through, and she's sure she wasn't deceived, right? You usually have to weigh up when buying things that are more expensive. Why did you spend so much money this time?"

Marven Ye reiterated Han Chunming's question.

"That's right, I've never figured this out!"

Han Chunming nodded.

This is where he doubts.

"Hey, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Think about it, has there been any unusual person or thing recently?"

Ye Chen didn't point it out directly, leaving a suspense.

"To be able to trust Su Meng so much, this person should be familiar to Su Meng, and I should also be familiar with what she is familiar with, and it's unusual recently..."

"An abnormal person Cheng Jianjun?"

Han Chunming was stunned for a moment, and said tentatively.

"I didn't say anything!"

Ye Chen didn't give any more hints.

This is something Han Chunming wants to take care of himself, and he has done his best to give a hint.

This kid has been working hard for Cheng Jianjun and Su Meng, and it is not a long-term solution.

Take this opportunity to completely cut off the connection between the two.

"Yes, it should be him!"

Han Chunming was sure.

He identified the person caught between Su Meng and Fulai Auction House as Cheng Jianjun.

Only Cheng Jianjun, who grew up together, can make Su Meng build a certain trust. It is not surprising that this grandson made such a deception.

"Master, Brother Ye, I won't disturb you two, let's go first!"

Han Chunming said apologetically, then turned around and wanted to trouble Cheng Jianjun.

"Wait!"

Uncle Guan kept his eyes on the cup.

"I punish myself three cups!"

Han Chunming understood what Uncle Guan meant, poured three glasses of wine and drank it all at once before turning around and leaving.

"Aren't you afraid of punching Kansai?"

Ye Chen looked at Han Chunming, who had finished drinking, and asked suspiciously.

"I'm calling wine to be courageous!"

Uncle Guan doesn't care.

Han Chunming is a big drinker, and usually has a peaceful face, but he drinks a little to be bold.

"Okay, then we should talk about business, we have to talk about the auction next month, and things have to be bigger!"

Ye Chen nodded, watching the play was part of it, and more importantly, getting the scene back.

Now he is still enduring the splashing of dirty water by the Foley Auction House, naturally, in order to have a bigger move.

Otherwise, based on the fake identification certificate of the Frye auction house, he called the people from the Cultural Relics Bureau to investigate, and basically solved it.

But the result of doing so is just to stop the boiling, and it will not bring great improvement to the whole situation of antique counterfeiting.

He deliberately set the fire on fire so that people could see the seriousness of the fire, and when they saw the fire in the future, they would have some fear.

Only in this way can the above people take it seriously, those who buy and sell antiques will weigh their skills, the authority of the Nagasawa Appraisal Institute will be enhanced again, and the circulation of antiques will be restricted.

He is not afraid of the appearance of fake antiques, but is afraid that real antiques will be sold abroad, and ancient tombs will be destroyed at will.

"Don't you want me to come forward again?"

Grandpa Guan widened his eyes.

"I'm a deputy factory manager, what big things can I do?"

Ye Chen drank a glass of wine and pretended to be helpless.

"Yes, I'm on the pirate ship and can't get off. I have a request, the rotten marquis can't stay out of it!"

"Okay, definitely call him!"

Ye Chen nodded, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

the other side.

Han Chunming found Cheng Jianjun.

"Cheng Jianjun, what are you doing recently?"

After calling Cheng Jianjun to a deserted alley, Han Chunming questioned him.

"I, that is, a buyer of Fulai Auction House, bought a car in less than a month. I can't compare with you, Han Chunming. You Han Chunming is a celebrity next to Mr. Lou. I can't compare!"

Cheng Jianjun said yin and yang strangely.

Now that he is rich, although he can't compare to Han Chunming, he will not be inferior.

"The few antiques that Su Meng bought are your handwriting? How can you sell fake antiques to Su Meng? We belong to a large courtyard, how can we be so clueless!"

Han Chunming was not angry.

"Han Chunming, what you say is fake is fake? Who are you, everyone Su Meng thinks it's true, money can't buy me happy, you just like to be selfish?"

Cheng Jianjun was expressionless, but there was some gloating in his voice.

When Han Chunming called him out, he guessed that Han Chunming might be doing it for Su Meng.

Han Chunming like this made him feel a sense of revenge.

"Cheng Jianjun, looking at you like this, you should know that Fulai Auction House is selling fake antiques. I advise you not to help Zhou, now help Su Meng return the antiques, and it's still too late to leave the auction house!"

Han Chunming frowned.