Supreme Son-in-law

After sending a message to Liu Rui, he left Jiangnan Television Building.    

The night light in Xichuan City was brightly lit, and there was a lot of traffic. It was still very beautiful. Walking by the West River in the middle of the night, he felt the cool breeze of the river. Chen Yang's mood improved a lot.    

He walked along the riverside just like that. Not long after, he arrived at the most lively place in Xichuan City at night, night market.    

Unlike the bustling Walk Street, night market was bustling with noise. The streets were filled with stalls twice.    

The streets were filled with people. At first glance, there were many young couples and beautiful young girls.    

This was the favorite place for the Xichuan University's students.    

At this moment, the slowly walking crowd suddenly stopped. A man's bitter voice was heard, "My treasure was broken by you!"    

In the crowd, a girl wearing a white T-shirt, a short skirt, and a ponytail stood there, at a loss. Her big eyes were filled with fear.    

Chen Yang squeezed over and saw a lean and skinny man looking at a pile of broken pieces on the ground and crying. "This is the Ru kiln vase of the Song Dynasty."    

What?    

The Ru kiln vase of the Song Dynasty?    

Wasn't that an antique?    

When the surrounding people heard the stall owner's words, they sucked in a breath of cold air. How much did this vase cost?    

The young lady in the crowd was truly stunned. Her pretty face turned pale as she said to the lean man, "Boss, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..."    

"What's the use of apologizing? This is a treasure passed down from my ancestors. My grandpa told me before he died that I must protect this vase well. If it wasn't for my wife being seriously ill, I wouldn't be willing to sell it!" The lean man wiped his tears with his hand. "I don't care, you have to pay for it..."    

"Okay, I will pay. How much do you want..." Zhang Qiaoqiao said in a hurry.    

Hearing Zhang Qiaoqiao's words, the lean man stopped his tears and stretched out three fingers, "Three million!"    

When these words came out, the surrounding people were in an uproar. They did not expect this small vase to be so valuable!    

Liu Qiaoqiao's expression froze. She thought that she had misheard and subconsciously said, "How much did you say just now?"    

"Three million, not a single cent less!" The lean man said in a serious tone.    

This time Liu Qiaoqiao completely panicked. Three million. Even if she worked for twenty years, she wouldn't be able to earn that much money.    

She was an ordinary student of Xichuan University. Because of her poor family background, she liked to go to a small stall in night market to buy some small things and then earn some living expenses.    

She saw that the vase of the stall owner was pretty, so she picked it up to take a look. Who would have thought that the vase was slippery, and its surface looked like it had been smeared with oil. She accidentally smashed the vase.    

Not to mention three million. Even if it was thirty thousand yuan, she wouldn't be able to take it out.    

Her face was pale from fear, and she kept bowing and apologizing: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, the bottle was too slippery, I... …..”    

"If apologies are useful, then why do we need the police?" The lean man stood up and revealed a fierce look. "Look at the clothes you're wearing. It should be Dior's latest model. And the shoes you're wearing are Fan Sizhe's white shoes, right? Your clothes are worth hundreds of thousands. Three million is not even worth mentioning to you. Hurry up and give me the money! "    

What?    

This little girl's clothes are almost a hundred thousand?    

Many people around looked Liu Qiaoqiao up and down and found that what the stall owner said was true. She was really wearing Dior's latest T-shirt, and she was also wearing Versace's little white shoes on her feet.    

"So you are a rich girl. Why are you here to visit night market?"    

"You broke his family heirloom and compensated him. It is only right and proper."    

Liu Qiaoqiao wanted to cry but had no tears. "What I am wearing are all high quality counterfeits bought from Taobao. A piece of clothing costs 20 yuan. The white shoes on my feet are only 100 Yuan..."    

"Stop talking nonsense here." Before she could finish, the lean man fiercely interrupted her words. "Do you really think you can speak nonsense just because you have money? Let me tell you, you broke my vase, you have to pay for it."    

"You are so young. How can your character be so bad?"    

"Your skin is tender and white. You must have used high-end skincare products. Stop pretending to be pitiful here!"    

A tanned woman in her twenties said with jealousy.    

Liu Qiaoqiao finally could not hold back from being criticized by the crowd. She squatted on the ground and cried.    

At this time, one of the grandpas could not stand it anymore and said, "Why are there so many of you bullying a little girl? Besides, He said that this is the Song Dynasty's Ru kiln vase. Is there anything that can prove the authenticity of the vase?"    

Sir System's words also calmed everyone down. At this time, a bespectacled little brother in the crowd said, "He's right. How can you prove that this vase is real?"    

The lean man did not panic at all when he was questioned. As a professional swindler and a master of fraud, he still had this kind of psychological quality.    

Although this vase of his wasn't real, it wasn't all fake either. Half of it was the fragment of the real product and Ru kiln vase he bought, and the other half was fake.    

In other words, this vase wasn't worth much. It couldn't even be compared to the crafts produced by Jingde Town.    

"It's normal that you don't believe me.    

Are there any people here who know the industry? "You can appraise it and see if my vase is real or fake!" The lean man looked around and said calmly.    

Seeing how confident he was, the surrounding people didn't say anything. They already believed him seventy to eighty percent.    

At this moment, a man in his thirties squeezed out of the crowd. "I'm from Xichuan City's Cultural Relics Bureau. Let me take a look!"    

As he spoke, he even took out his work permit. Everyone looked and saw that he really was from the Cultural Relics Bureau.    

He was an expert. Once he appeared, the surrounding people held their breaths and watched him squat on the ground and appraise without blinking.    

He took out a magnifying glass from his pocket and put on a pair of white gloves. Then, he picked up a fragment and started to look at it.    

Looking at his posture, everyone nodded in agreement to show their trust in him.    

After looking at a few fragments in succession, the man put down the fragment in his hand and nodded, saying, "That's right. This is indeed the Song Dynasty Ru kiln vase."    

Hearing the man's words, the lean man's face lit up. He looked at the crowd and said, "I told you that this is the truth. Furthermore, my grandfather told me that this is a treasure from the Song Dynasty Imperial Palace!"    

So that's how it is!    

Everyone nodded. They felt that this stall owner was kind and generous.    

"Since the Song Dynasty, only the royal family has Ru kiln vases. In this year's Garth Auction House, the Ru kiln vases of the Song Dynasty were sold for eight million. "Although this vase can't be compared to that, it's definitely worth four to five million." The man stood up, took off his white gloves and said with emotion.    

This vase was actually worth so much money. This vase was even worth a villa.    

Everyone was shocked and looked at Liu Qiaoqiao with sympathy in their eyes.    

Liu Qiaoqiao cried as she wiped her tears. She stomped her feet anxiously and said, "I'm wearing fake clothes. I'm just an ordinary university student. I can't take out three million!"    

Afraid that the lean man would not believe her, she hurriedly took out her student card. The lean man did not even look at it and pushed her hand away. With a cold face, he pointed at her and said, "Don't do this. If you don't have money, you can call your parents. They have money. Call your parents and ask them to send money over.    

Liu Qiaoqiao felt that the sky was about to collapse. Her family was already poor, so how could she take out so much money? Even if she sold herself, she wouldn't have that much money.    

Chen Yang watched from the side and laughed. He couldn't help but shake his head and squeeze into the crowd. "You used a fake vase to extort three million from the little girl. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"