Rebirth of the Genius Charlatan

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   Chen Manguan only felt black in front of him, and grabbed Zhao Mingjun by the collar, and eagerly asked: "Boss Zhao! Where is the blue and white market just placed here?"

  Zhao Mingjun was taken aback by his behavior, and then he broke his hand with an ugly expression, and said with an unpleasant expression: "What's the matter, Brother Chen. I didn't offend you, Zhao Mingjun? What do you mean when you come up to do it!"

Chen Manguan was sweating profusely, and he hurried to make up for it, "Brother Zhao, don't be angry, I, I am not in a hurry! I just want to ask you, the blue and white flower with the phoenix wishful thinking cloud head pattern you just placed here. Where did the market go?"

  If it were in the past, how could a person like Zhao Mingjun be a brother to Chen Manguan? This person is in despair, and the situation is different from the past. Chen Manguan didn't care about this anymore, just wanted to know where the plate went.

   "Sold." Zhao Mingjun said without thinking. After speaking, he remembered something, and slowly opened his mouth wide, his face was horrified, "Chen, Brother Chen, what do you ask this for?"

  With Chen Manguan’s eyesight, the object he asked so anxiously, could it be...

  Zhao Mingjun swallowed with a "gu-dong", the more he thought about his heartbeat, the faster his heartbeat, he was about to have a heart attack, and he couldn't help but mutter: It's over...

   "Sold it?!" Chen Manguan's face turned pale, not much better than Zhao Mingjun's face, and asked anxiously, "Who did you sell it to? Do you know it?"

  "Four studies, students."

  "Student?!" Chen Manguan looked incredible.

  The old man who had been standing behind him was surprised when he heard this, and walked up to ask: "Oh? Does this boss know the identities of the four students?"

  The old man speaks elegantly, has an extraordinary temperament, and has a majestic look. At first glance, he is not an ordinary identity.

Zhao Mingjun looked at the old man and felt familiar, but he was full of things he might have missed at this time. How could he have the mind to think about other things, just staring at Chen Manguan with an expression that was uglier than crying, and asked. Said: "Chen, Brother Chen, what do you mean by asking this? You can tell my brother, yes, is it...I sold it out?"

   "It's hard to tell." Chen Manguan shook his head, "I couldn't be sure. That's why I invited Lao Li to help me with my palms. Whenever I thought of walking away for a while, you sold it."

  Zhao Mingjun's legs were weak and he almost sat on the ground.

  At this time, the old man asked again: "The boss, do you know the names of the four students? If the blue and white porcelain plate is genuine, I intend to collect it."

Zhao Mingjun only knew now that he shook his head, "I don't know... that student often visits the market. She is a girl. Many people in this market know her, but she has always refused to disclose the specifics. She is a pretty, very advanced girl. "

  Zhao Mingjun thought for a while, thought of such a word to describe Xia Shao. Seeing the strange expressions of the two of them, their expressions became bitter, "I know her last name is Xia, but nothing else."

  Hearing this, Chen Manguan shook his head with a gray expression, "Oh! God's will..."

  A great opportunity, but he missed it. Could it be God’s will that made him unable to turn over in this life? Thinking about the ridicule of relatives and friends, and the relief of his wife at home, Chen Manguan suddenly clenched his fists, raised his eyes and asked: "If you think about it, don't you say that there are four students? Except for the female student, the other three people Do you know each other?"

At this question, Zhao Mingjun's eyes really lit up, "Oh! I remember! There was also a little fat man who came with her. I know this person. His second grandfather is an old Tibetan friend, and he is quite educated. He is a retired professor from Beijing University! His surname is Zhou, his name is Zhou Bingyan, and his hometown is Shili Village!"

"Great!" Chen Manguan looked excited, turned back and apologized, "Lao Li, you see this is really... I really can't help you. But don't worry, I will go to Shili Village in the afternoon to find that Professor Zhou, no matter it is true. Fake, I will show it to you!"

Li Boyuan smiled and said: "Hehe, a bit of twists and turns is nothing. If it is really Yuan Qinghua, this twists and turns will be a story later, isn't it? Boss Chen, don't worry. I have something to deal with in the afternoon. I will do it tomorrow. Let’s go to Shili Village with you."

   Chen Manguan heard it, and now had to put away his anxious thoughts and nodded.

  After the two left, Zhao Mingjun pointed at Li Boyuan's back with a "ah" and fell to the ground with a plop.

The stall owner next to    saw him and came over to comfort him, "It doesn’t have to be true. Don’t be too uncomfortable."

"What do you know? Just now, the old man said how I looked familiar. I heard Chen Manguan call him Mr. Li. I just remembered that this is not the master of Hong Kong collectors who came to our Dongshi to invest in the ceramics industry recently, Mr. Li Boyuan? "Zhao Mingjun clutched his heart, feeling that he was about to commit a heart attack.

  Chen Manguan invited Li Boyuan, so he must be very sure.

  It's over, it's over! He really missed the sale, it might be Yuan Qinghua!

  At this time, Zhao Mingjun’s mood was no longer cared about. This matter quickly spread throughout the antique market. The stall owners and some old Tibetan friends blasted the pot one after another, and all looked astonished.

  Everyone is thinking about it—could it be that a blue and white plate with a flying phoenix and wishful cloud head pattern was really picked up by a student?