The boss was stunned and glared at me: "What are you shouting! Who are you?"

He lifted up his sleeves, as if he wanted to fight me.

"Do you care?" I pointed at Xi Mansha's arm with a calm face: "My teacher was injured by you. We haven't asked you for medical expenses yet. You started to scream first, thinking we are easy to bully!" I grabbed my phone and wanted to call the 120 emergency number. I was afraid that it would take too long to affect the injury to her arm.

The boss thought I was going to call the police and sneered: "Don't waste your time! I've called 110!"

When I pressed the 120 three buttons, Teacher Xi grabbed me from behind. Seeing me looking over, she pouted and shook her head with tears in her eyes: "Don't call an ambulance, the teacher's hand is fine."

I glanced at the messy ground and said, "What happened just now? Tell me in detail."

Teacher Xi sighed and said: "I saw a good pen holder in his store, so I called Yanyan to ask, but suddenly I felt a little panicked and sweated. I held the glass booth on the cabinet and wanted to get two musk pills under my tongue. But, but for some reason, the booth collapsed and smashed my hand, and the antiques inside were broken."

I looked at the cabinets stranded on the ground. It was probably because of the collapse of the lower wooden structure, which led to the accident.

"Don't be afraid..." I comforted me: "The problem lies in the cabinet, it must be that the quality is not up to standard, it has nothing to do with you."

"Fuck!" the boss shouted: "If she hadn't pushed her, how could the good cabinet collapse? Lose money, don't talk nonsense!"

I am not a professional law student, and I don’t know which one is right or wrong in this kind of accident dispute. I really feel unsure.

Lingling, Jiang Yan's phone call came over.

"We're at the Antiques City. Where are you? Have you seen my aunt?"

"Southeast corner of the second floor, you guys come here first."

Within five minutes, Jiang Yan took the lead and ran over with six people. Orange, Shaobing, Dajia, Xiaojia, Shen Zi'an, and a fashionable girl I looked familiar with. It should be Jiang Yan's other roommate, Cucumber. When she saw Teacher Xi bleeding from her right arm, Jiang Yan became anxious, "Damn! Who beats you? I'm fucking fighting with him!" After that, she lifted her cuffs and pulled out a wooden board with nails from the cabinet scattered on the ground.

Orange was also responsible for lifting more than 300 kilograms of weight in front of the boss, and glaring at him with his small eyes.

Cucumber, Shaobing and Jia all surrounded him and said with concern: "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

Teacher Xi quickly shook his head and explained: "Yanyan, put down the thing first, it was not beaten, it was smashed..." She told everyone the whole story.

When they learned about the situation, there were sounds of footsteps behind them.

Two people walked in from the store. On the left was a young man under 30 years old, with a badge of the antique city staff hanging, and on the right was a steady middle-aged man over 50 years old. After the young man introduced him, he found out that this man was Shi Yanshi, a librarian at the Beijing Museum of Culture and History, and also an expert in cultural relics identification hired by the Antique City Hi-Tech.

Shi Yan said to the store owner: "Boss Dai, right? I'll take a look at the things first."

"Please." They should all know each other.

I glanced at the ground with a rough look, Buddha statues of the Sixteen Kingdoms, beautiful landscapes and forests of the Tang Dynasty, pens of the pastel flowers in the Qing Dynasty, three-hole jade shovels of the Neolithic Age, blue glaze porcelain of Xuande of the Ming Dynasty, bamboo carvings of the Ming Dynasty, etc.

Shi Yan squatted there and picked up the left and looked right. After a few minutes, he looked up and came to a conclusion: "Except for three or two pieces, the rest of the things are pretty good."

Basically all real people?

Jiang Yan and others were stunned.

Teacher Xi's face was pale and trembled his lips and said, "Then, how much is this worth?"

Shi Yan didn't say anything, and Boss Dai snorted: "How much is it? A picture of beautiful landscapes in the Tang Dynasty is worth more than one million yuan. Now with Teacher Shi, don't tell me that these are imitations, I'll settle the score for you." He walked to the counter and held a Casio calculator and pressed it indiscriminately, and finally said coldly: "I don't ask you for more than 18 million!"

The whole audience was in an uproar!

Jiang Yan leaned back: "You say 18 million is 18 million! I still say 1800 yuan!"

"What are you doing?" Boss Dai said angrily with a tense face: "Didn't you hear Teacher Shi?"

"Listen to him? Can I hear it? Who knows if you are from the same group?" Jiang Yan curled her lips disdainfully and looked at Xi Mansha: "Have you called your high school classmate?"

Teacher Xi said depressedly: "I've been beaten. She's in another place for something. She said she's found a friend to help me, but maybe she hasn't arrived yet."

Jiang Yan angrily said, "Then let my dad find someone, he also knows many experts in the collection industry."

"Well, don't bother brother-in-law?"

"Oh, it's time now, why bother with me?"

Teacher Xi said oh, and didn't say anything else.

There were more and more people watching the fun, and the outside of the store was already blocked. After Jiang Yan called her father, she walked to Shen Zi'an: "My dad is coming here. Zi'an, you know a lot of us. Look, are these broken things really real?"

Shen Zi'an smiled bitterly, lowering his voice only made us hear: "To be honest, except for a piece of jade, I can't tell the truth about the rest. Well, since the librarians of the Literature and History Research Institute said it well, I think it's almost impossible to break my signature even if they are not the same group."

No way?

I frowned: "You mean, most of the things on the ground are genuine?"

Shen Zian nodded helplessly: "Anyway, with my eyesight, I didn't see any fake. I think the cabinet that Teacher Xi broke was specially made by the boss. Oh, it's not easy to deal with now. I'm not nice to say that. Even if Teacher Xi doesn't have all the responsibility, she pushed it before the cabinet broke. If she only assumes part of the responsibility, she will have to pay about a few million. This is still a conservative estimate. If she doesn't want to pay, she can only take legal means and take the cabinet manufacturer to court."

When Teacher Xi heard this, she twitched her nose and tears fell down.

Jiang Yan rubbed her hair crazy and quickly comforted her with Big Jia and Xiao Jia.

Shaobing and Cucumber treated her wounds on her arm respectively.

I can understand Xi Mansha's mood at this moment. It's not a question of one thousand, two thousand, but more than ten million!

Looking back on the last time I was in the Antique City, I almost owed more than 800,000 yuan. At that time...

Alas!

etc!

I was stunned.

This is an antique city!

If history had not changed due to the butterfly effect, such a big thing happened in the Antique City, I would not have known that working here!

Suddenly, I woke up like a dream and slapped myself in the forehead.

There is no one more stupid than me!

When I came to the Antique City to purchase the 100,000 yuan blue and white fragments of Yuan Dynasty two days ago, I was thinking about seeing the big incident that I didn’t see with my own eyes but caused a lot of controversy. I was so dizzy. It turned out that the protagonist of the “Coffee Door” incident that was talked about in the Antique City a year ago was Mr. Ximansha Xi?

I said why do those calligraphy and painting brush holders on the ground look familiar?
Chapter completed!