The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1578 Means
Unexpectedly, Ye Feng took a step back and read the business card in his hand, which he had just taken out from the tall man's arms.

"Baolong Auction House, sales specialist, Lu Feng."

The cameraman professionally zoomed in on the business card in Ye Feng's hand, and the business card also appeared on the big screen.

Everyone could see clearly that there was a commotion.

Ye Feng smiled and said: "Brother from Baolong Auction House, you are so concerned about Lingyue Antiques! You keep saying that you want to destroy our shop. I wonder if this is just revenge?"

"What kind of revenge is public! I can't bear to see you selling fakes!" Lu Feng pretended to be a righteous young man and drew his sword to help when he saw injustice.

"That's it." Ye Feng ignored him and walked to the middle-aged man.

After seeing that the tall man was actually an employee of Baolong Auction House, the onlookers became a little suspicious.

The people at Baolong Auction House are so anxious that they are jumping up and down, so don’t let them use you as a weapon.

The noise gradually stopped.

Everyone watched Ye Feng and the middle-aged man appear on the big screen.

Ye Feng took the piece of pottery from the middle-aged man's hand and turned it over, revealing the words Jubaofang Antique Craftsmanship, along with several numbers and letters.

Ye Feng asked the middle-aged man: "You said this is what I got? You definitely didn't change the contract?"

If it were the situation just now, Ye Feng would be drowned in everyone's spit even if he asked such a question.

But just after the identity of the tall man was revealed, everyone became quiet. Knowing that there might be something else going on about the fake, everyone looked at Ye Feng with bated breath as he asked the middle-aged man.

The only sound in the entire venue was Ye Feng's voice on the big screen.

"Of course...of course." The middle-aged man was no longer so confident.

Ye Feng grinned, revealing his white teeth. He smiled so brightly, but he didn't say anything, he just kept smiling.

Although this smile looked very annoying, somehow, Cao Xiaoyue's heart suddenly calmed down, because she knew that Ye Feng must have a solution.

But the middle-aged man was frightened and didn't know what he was laughing at.

"You, what are you laughing at? Just pay me for selling fake goods. What nonsense are you talking about here." The middle-aged man felt something was wrong and just wanted to end the matter as soon as possible.

Some more voices echoed in the crowd. Ye Feng glanced around and looked at the people who made the noise. The voices immediately disappeared.

Ye Feng held the piece of pottery, pointed it at the camera, and said loudly: "This piece of pottery is indeed from Jubaofang."

The middle-aged man didn't know what Ye Feng wanted to do, but his intuition told him that he could not continue to let Ye Feng perform, so he cleared his throat and was about to speak.

Ye Feng moved his finger to the number again and said: "As far as I know, antique handicrafts will be stamped with this unique number code before leaving the factory."

"Based on this code, you can find all the information about this product, including the production date, operator, polishing procedure, original information, quality inspectors, and even the suppliers of all materials, and of course the buyer's information."

The middle-aged man and the tall man were confused and didn't know what he was talking about.

Cao Wenguang became nervous in the main control room. When he heard the buyer's information, he felt something was wrong.

This thing was actually bought by Baolong Auction House and sold as a genuine product. It had not been modified twice. It was just right for the middle-aged man to use to frame Lingyue Antique Shop. But who knew that Ye Feng actually knew so much.

"I don't believe you can find out the buyer information of this pottery!" Cao Wenguang had veins popping out and his fists clenched.

"It just so happens that I know the owner of this Jubaofang." Ye Feng's smiling face looked particularly innocent on the surveillance screen.

Cao Wenguang seemed to have been hit on an acupuncture point, sitting on his chair like a stone sculpture, his ears echoed with the words from the surveillance camera: "I know the boss of this Jubaofang!"

How, how is it possible! ?Cao Wenguang roared in his heart, and he had to use all his strength to suppress the impulse.

The middle-aged and tall people in the venue were also stunned.

No matter how hard they thought, they never expected such a result.

"Do you know the boss of Jubaofang?" the middle-aged man asked after swallowing his saliva.

The tall man suddenly stood up: "Pang Dong, don't listen to his lies, he must be lying to you!"

Halfway through his words, the tall man stopped. His finger was still pointing at Ye Feng, but everyone's eyes were focused on him.

There is contempt, anger, ridicule, and regret.

"Oh, so your name is Pang Dong. Do you two know each other?" Ye Feng asked deliberately.

At this time, even Cao Xiaoyue noticed something strange and burst into laughter.

Du Dewei and Jia Heng looked at each other and walked back to the stall with peace of mind. The fox's tail was pulled out.

This time, the Baolong Auction House employees who were hiding in the crowd and were ready to make trouble at any time did not dare to speak out.

Everything was displayed on the big screen. No matter how stupid you were, you would know that this was someone from Baolong Auction House deliberately trying to frame Lingyue Antique Shop.

Pang Dong became angry and said, "What does it have to do with you selling fakes whether we know each other or not? If we can't produce any evidence, I will destroy your store. This venue is owned by our Baolong Auction House."

Pang Dong suddenly changed his face, looking very gangster, unlike the honest and honest look he had just now.

This is Pang Dong's three-step axe. First, he pretends to be honest to lure people into taking the bait. Then, if it doesn't work, he turns into a gangster. If he doesn't, he has no choice but to run away.

The tall man also echoed: "That's right! Don't change the subject, show us the evidence!"

Ye Feng shook his head: "I really won't shed tears until I see the coffin, just wait."

Ye Feng turned on his phone, opened WeChat, and made a video call.

"Hello, Boss Ke?"

The person Ye Feng contacted was the antique shop owner Ke Jianjiang whom he met while traveling to Seattle with Li Ruoyun to buy red thread.

"Master Ye? Hey, where are you? Why are there so many people here?"

"Boss Ke, you run a handicraft factory called Jubaofang in China, right? I would like to ask you a favor. I have a piece of goods here that I want you to help check. The item number is..."

After Ye Feng finished saying the number, he pointed the phone screen at the camera, and Ke Jianjiang appeared on the big screen.

"Wait a minute, let me check it for you." Ke Jianjiang said and walked away from the screen.

After a while, Ke Jianjiang's head reappeared on the screen: "Master Ye, where are you?"

"Yanjing, Chunxiaoyuan, someone used your goods to frame my friend's antique shop for selling fake goods." Ye Feng simply explained the situation.

Ke Jianjiang suddenly jumped up and roared: "There is still this matter! What bastard is so bold! Wait, the person who ordered this product is a local customer in Yanjing..."

Pang Dong and Gao Gao's expressions changed again and again.

They are not responsible for purchasing goods, so they don't know whether this Ke Jianjiang is real or fake.

But if it was fake, where did Ye Feng find such a fake?
(End of this chapter)