"I knew it couldn't be real," Yang Jiaqi sneered. "You hit Young Master Shen, and you're likely in for a rough time."
"I don't like hitting women, but don't force me," Lu Fan turned and looked at Yang Jiaqi.
Yang Jiaqi quickly shut his mouth. He was an elegant gentleman, while Lu Fan was a rustic bumpkin. If Lu Fan actually laid a hand on him, it would be beneath his status.
"Is this the kind of attitude you have here?" Lu Fan looked at the receptionist. "If I recall correctly, authenticating treasures should be done by professional appraisers, not by you!"
The receptionist frowned and reluctantly took the urine pot to the appraisal room. "Wait here, the results will be out soon!"
Lu Fan nodded with satisfaction and stood aside, lighting a cigarette. Shen Wei, though resentful after being punched by Lu Fan, dared not speak again. Without his bodyguards nearby, he would be the one at a disadvantage if any conflict arose.
After a long while, the receptionist finally brought out the inspection results. "I said it was fake, but you insisted on getting it appraised!"
Upon receiving the results, Lu Fan frowned. "Are you sure it's been appraised? This urine pot is an ancient treasure; it absolutely cannot be fake!"
"The appraisal results are all here. Are you questioning the auction house?" the receptionist retorted coldly. "If that's the case, then go to another auction house!"
Seeing Lu Fan cornered, Yang Jiaqi was filled with satisfaction. He enjoyed seeing Lu Fan like this; it made him happy. Deep down, he felt Lu Fan was someone she could never reach.
"Since you say it's fake, I have nothing more to say!"
Lu Fan took the urine pot and walked out. He had intended to auction it off to make a profit, but he didn't expect the auction house to be so ignorant. Sudan Fiction Network.
Just then, an old man entered from outside, accompanied by several people. The old man's gaze unintentionally fell upon the urine pot, and his steps instantly halted. "Young man, could you let me see the item in your hand?"
Lu Fan stopped and glanced at the white-haired elder. "Do you recognize it?"
"I know a little about antiques!" the white-bearded elder said with a smile.
Lu Fan nodded and took out the urine pot. After examining it carefully for a moment, the white-bearded elder's eyes widened in surprise. "This is no ordinary item. Are you planning to sell it, young man?"
"An ancient treasure, genuine and of the highest quality!" Lu Fan nodded seriously. "I do intend to sell it, but unfortunately, the auction house doesn't recognize its value."
The white-bearded elder pondered for a moment, then smiled. "How about one million?"
Everyone present exchanged glances. Yang Jiaqi was particularly bewildered. How could this ordinary urine pot possibly sell for an exorbitant price of one million?
Seeing Lu Fan remain silent, the white-bearded elder smiled again. "If you're not willing, young man, I'm open to adjusting the price!"
"Since the elder recognizes its value, let's proceed with the transaction!" Lu Fan nodded. "The urine pot is indeed an ancient treasure, but one million is not a small sum. You are not shortchanging me!"
"Keep acting. You two just keep acting!" Shen Wei sneered coldly. "The old man you found is quite spirited, even bringing two bodyguards. Do you think this will fool the auction house?"
"Young man, we are conducting a transaction; it has nothing to do with you," the white-haired elder frowned. "Besides, this urine pot is indeed genuine, and my offer of one million is not excessive!"
"I knew it! How could a penniless kid get so lucky? It turns out it was all an act!"
Yang Jiaqi laughed heartily. "You've truly impressed me; your acting is so realistic."
The white-haired elder frowned. As a master of antiques himself, and having just met Lu Fan, he would hardly participate in a staged charade.
"You are insolent! This is Master Liu!" one of the bodyguards scolded. "Could it be that even Master Liu would be mistaken?"
"Master Liu?" Shen Wei scoffed. "You're really good at making things up. Master Liu is out of town and won't be back in Qingzhou until tomorrow. I got this from an internal source. How could this be Master Liu?"
"Young man, don't be so impetuous," Master Liu said with a smile. "Whether we are acting or not is also none of your business!"
After speaking, Master Liu asked for Lu Fan's card number and directly transferred one million, appearing quite generous.
Lu Fan also showed his delight. "Senior, you truly have a keen eye. If you were to auction this item, you certainly wouldn't lose money."
"Young man, if you have any more good items in the future, feel free to contact me!" Master Liu smiled. "This is my business card."
Lu Fan nodded slightly. In this city, one cannot move without money. Now that he had assets, he felt his posture had straightened considerably.
"He really transferred one million. They must have paid a fortune!" Yang Jiaqi said sarcastically.
Just then, a man emerged from the auction house, looking flustered. He was dressed in a suit and wore polished leather shoes.
"Banker Liu!" Shen Wei greeted him, feeling quite proud. He had gotten to know Banker Liu through some connections, and the auction house belonged to him.
Unfortunately, Banker Liu didn't even glance at Shen Wei. He walked directly towards the white-bearded elder and bowed respectfully, clasping his fists. "Master Liu, it is truly an honor to have you grace our auction house!"
"Banker Liu, you are too kind!" the white-bearded elder smiled. "I never expected that the antique appraisal circle in Qingzhou was so full of hidden talents. I just arrived at the auction house and have already found a treasure!"
Shen Wei stood frozen, his face instantly burning, feeling a surge of fear. He looked at the white-bearded elder with disbelief. "You really are Master Liu? The Master Liu renowned throughout Jiangnan?"
"How dare you!" Banker Liu turned and scolded. "Does that still need to be questioned?"
"I spoke out of turn!"
Shen Wei slapped himself hard and retreated, filled with immense regret. Master Liu held a high position in Qingzhou, and even his father sought to curry favor with him. Yet, he had offended him.
Yang Jiaqi also stood stunned, feeling incredibly indignant. If Master Liu was real, then Lu Fan truly did receive one million; it wasn't an act.
"Master Liu, it was my poor hospitality. Please, come inside." Banker Liu bowed.
Master Liu looked at Lu Fan. "Young man, I see you are no ordinary person. Would you like to come inside for a cup of tea?"
"Thank you for your kind offer, Senior. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't linger here. Otherwise, people might say I'm acting with you, and that would be problematic. My reputation is unimportant, but I cannot bear to tarnish yours, Senior."
With that, Lu Fan strode away. Shen Wei stood there trembling, firmly remembering Lu Fan's parting jab.
Master Liu showed a hint of displeasure but said nothing more and walked into the auction house.
Banker Liu glared at Shen Wei. "You have quite the nerve, offending Master Liu's friend? And right here in the auction house!"
"Banker Liu, let me explain..." Shen Wei hastily began.
Banker Liu waved his hand dismissively and entered the auction house, leaving Yang Jiaqi and Shen Wei exchanging bewildered glances.