EBE Chapter 166 Obeying Rules and Regulations
Chapter 166 Obeying Rules and Regulations
Chapter 166 Obeying Rules and Regulations
"Digging!"
A crisp sound startled the shopkeeper, who hurriedly checked the teapot Lin Fan had given him. It was half genuine and half fake, pieced together and refired.
Lin Fan had only shown him the real thing when he held it in his hand.
"I'll also give you an ancient bronze mirror from the Warring States period, just in case you get ripped off."
Lin Fan sneered and threw the bronze mirror that Su Zhengwu had bought at the shopkeeper's feet.
The shopkeeper glanced down at the bronze mirror and suddenly realized that the idiot was faking it!
There are always people who better than you.
Lin Fan had planned this all along. Yesterday, he secretly had Gao Xuan prepare a fake teapot, all to trick the shop manager today.
Lin Fan took the money bag from Su Ruowei's hand; Su Ruowei carried the 20 yuan bills with difficulty.
Just as Lin Fan and his wife were about to turn and leave, they heard a loud shout:
"Stop right there! You're trying to cheat me, aren't you!"
The shop manager's face was filled with murderous intent, his heart burning with rage.
I can't swallow this!
He had been in the Jubaozhai antique market for over a decade, and he was always the one swindling people; this was the first time he had ever been outmaneuvered.
Few of the scoundrels who were cheated before have come back to collect their debts.
Even the most clueless person knows the rules of the antique trade: once you've made a purchase, you're done.
Occasionally, a few troublemakers would come to collect debts, and he would break their legs and throw them out.
With the support of the Shanhai Chamber of Commerce, he was the local tyrant of Jubaozhai.
After the store manager learned that Lin Fan had come to collect a debt, he had no intention of letting him go.
Not to mention, they actually fell for the scam and lost 20 yuan.
"Industry practice dictates that once a purchase is made, the money and goods are settled immediately."
Lin Fan turned around and picked at his ear, saying casually, "If you walk by the river often, it's time to get your shoes wet."
"Okay, let's go back."
Su Ruowei covered her face and smiled, "You played yourself quite well, I didn't even realize it."
Lin Fan immediately lost his composure, glanced awkwardly at Su Ruowei, and muttered, "How do I look like an idiot?"
"You son of a bitch! You're courting death! You ran wild on my turf and now you dare to flirt with me!"
Enraged, the shop manager grabbed a piece of blue and white porcelain from the ground and smashed it at Lin Fan.
The moment the vase flew towards them, Lin Fan shielded Su Ruowei and dodged it.
With a 'crash,' the vase shattered in the middle of the aisle.
This sound attracted the attention of many collectors.
Collectors browsing the market stopped to watch, and within half a minute, a large crowd had gathered.
Several sharp-eyed individuals recognized the shop manager's appearance.
"This man is a local tyrant at Jubaozhai. He doesn't do legitimate business; he makes a living by deceiving newbies."
True connoisseurs always avoid his shop.
Unfortunately, the shop was located in a prime spot not far from the entrance on the second floor, so newcomers kept falling for the scam.
At Jubaozhai, 60% of the staff have suffered at the hands of the bullying manager, but because of his background, most dared not speak out.
"How extravagant! They just throw away real stuff like that."
Lin Fan looked down and carefully examined the broken pieces of the vase on the ground. He found that it should be genuine, but this large porcelain vase with flowers and birds from the late Qing Dynasty was from a folk kiln and was only worth a few tens of thousands of yuan.
"The real thing?"
Several curious collectors also squatted down to examine the fragments scattered at their feet.
No one dared to pick up the pieces, fearing that the bullying shop owner would hold them hostage.
"I didn't expect it to be genuine. It's a late Qing Dynasty folk kiln porcelain vase with flowers and birds. What a pity."
"Although it's a folk kiln, the quality is quite good, and it should cost tens of thousands of yuan."
The onlookers chimed in with their opinions, adding fuel to the fire of the tyrannical shopkeeper's anger.
"If we both comply with the rules and regulations, we're even!"
After saying this, Lin Fan was about to leave with Su Ruowei, but Su Zhengwu had already disappeared.
"Who the hell follows the rules! At Jubaozhai, I am the rule!"
The domineering shopkeeper waved his hand and strode menacingly toward Lin Fan.
At the same time, several people in the crowd also revealed murderous intent in their eyes. The Mediterranean man who had previously said he would get money to buy the blue and white teapot was also rubbing his hands together in the crowd, eager to make a move.
"Cripple him for me!"
At the bully's command, more than ten people squeezed out from the crowd, each with a fierce look on their face.
"Lin Fan, don't go too far."
Su Ruowei took the money bag from Lin Fan's hand. Ever since she witnessed Lin Fan's amazing skills of fighting seven people at once and dodging bullets, she had great confidence in Lin Fan's abilities.
"You son of a bitch, give me the money!"
The loudest shouter was Mediterranean, who was the bully shopkeeper's longtime partner.
Strangely enough, he was actually the first person to be deceived.
More than a decade ago, when Mediterranean still had hair, he was cheated by a naive bully. But instead of settling scores with the bully, Mediterranean started doing business with him.
For over a decade, rain or shine, Mediterranean's scamming skills have advanced by leaps and bounds; even if he fails to scam anyone, he always manages to escape unscathed.
For over a decade, Mediterranean has been working out every day to support his swindling schemes, and to this day he considers himself a master of the trade.
Mediterranean ran from the crowd toward Lin Fan. In those few meters, warm memories of his time with the bullying shopkeeper flashed through his mind.
Countless moves flashed through his mind, each one deadly and capable of taking down Lin Fan.
"Snapped--"
Lin Fan, unhurriedly, slapped the Mediterranean man to the ground.
Then, like firecrackers going off, several loud bangs followed, and all the thugs were slapped to the ground.
Mediterranean and his gang of thugs lay sprawled on the ground. Before they fainted, they only saw a blurry image and lost consciousness before they could figure out what had happened.
Lin Fan looked at his palm, his brows furrowing slightly.
I have not yet encountered a worthy opponent in the present world. Whoever it is, I can defeat them with just one slap.
Will my skills decline as a result?
Thinking of this, Lin Fan felt a little melancholy.
"you--"
The bully stared incredulously at the thug lying on the ground with his eyes rolled back. Lin Fan's skills were completely beyond his comprehension and beyond the realm of ordinary people.
Without a doubt, the person in front of me is a martial arts practitioner.
"Fine, a gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years. You just wait!" the bully said fiercely, pointing at Lin Fan.
"Let's go home and find Dad first."
Lin Fan ignored the bully, took the money bag from Su Ruowei's hand, and then planned to leave.
Lin Fan knew that although he was not in the wrong, he was not in the right either.
It's true that Su Zhengwu was deceived, but it was also because he didn't understand the rules of the antique industry and was blindly arrogant, which led him to fall into the trap.
If Shen Yunlan hadn't pressed him repeatedly, Lin Fan wouldn't have planned to get the money back.
The way they collected the debt was a case of giving the store manager a lesson in the same way they had used against him.
Amidst the surprised gazes of the crowd, Lin Fan and Su Ruowei walked to the second-floor exit.
As soon as he stepped outside, he discovered Su Zhengwu squatting outside, secretly taking pictures. He didn't dare to show his face, so he stretched out his arm with his phone in hand.
The bully threw the vase, and Su Zhengwu ran away.
Su Zhengwu hid by the door to take pictures, but the angle of his phone was wrong, resulting in a blurry image.
Shen Yunlan was completely unaware of what happened next.
"Su Zhengwu! Can you please stop shaking your hand? What kind of film is this?! What happened?"
Shen Yunlan was so anxious at home that she was jumping around and making a lot of noise.
Su Zhengwu was even more ruthless; he was terrified whenever he heard Shen Yunlan's voice.
They simply muted the sound, attempting to deceive themselves.
"Dad, stop hiding, let's go home." Su Ruowei patted Su Zhengwu's shoulder helplessly.