Chapter 106 Want to intercept?
Do you dare to talk nonsense a little more? Zhang Yang complained in his heart.

The people on the stage seemed to have heard his thoughts, and they responded with their actions: Of course.

The man who looked like a host waved to the outside of the stage.

Two middle-aged ladies wearing embroidered cheongsams came up creakingly, one holding a white flag and the other holding a projector.

A short video was played for everyone on the spot.

The protagonist of the video was actually Zhang Yang himself.

The background was a familiar night scene, and in front was a table filled with fake antiques, similar to the scene in Zhang Yang's last live broadcast.

Apart from the fact that the image quality is a bit pixelated, people would believe that this is a slice of a live broadcast.

"Hello, everyone!"

In the video, Zhang Yang said with a smile:

"I am Zhang Guoqiang from Good Luck Village. I am very sorry that I cannot be here today due to some personal reasons. So I specially entrusted my father, Mr. Zhang Sanfeng, to discuss the bronze collection with you..."

Looking at himself talking nonsense in the video, Zhang Yang had a complicated expression.

People who commit fraud nowadays are so cruel.

All high technologies are used.

It was unclear whether Grandpa Lu was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. He patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder from behind, pointed at the person on the stage and said:
"Is that really your father?"

"Didn't you say that you were an orphan and grew up with your master?"

"..." Zhang Yang shook his head speechlessly, "It's obvious that the video is fake!"

“You can’t photoshop videos, right?”

Grandpa Lu scratched his head and said that he had heard this statement when he was surfing the Internet.

“It’s almost like PS.”

“This thing is called AI face-changing.”

Zhang Yang didn't expect to be able to explain the matter clearly to the sixty-year-old man.

My grandfather is just of the wrong gender. If he were an old lady, he might have been cheated out of his pension by Jin Dong, who had his face changed.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang himself is here, and Zhang Guoqiang’s live broadcast account is also in his hands, so he can come out and refute the rumors at any time.

What he is curious about now is what these people want to do by using his name?
Is this a lie?
But his alias Zhang Guoqiang is a craftsman who is known to make counterfeit products.

Which old man at the scene doesn’t have a few “national treasures”?

Even Grandma Xue, who looks harmless, wears a jade ring on her thumb that is said to have been used by Empress Dowager Cixi.

How could these people appreciate just a few imitations?
Anyway, Zhang Yang didn't believe it.

He wanted to see what these people were going to sell.

After the person on the stage finished playing the video, Zhang Sanfeng immediately turned on the microphone and said while the iron was hot:

"My son couldn't come to the scene, so I specially recorded this video to explain to everyone."

"Everyone must be very curious. This is a gathering for private collectors. What am I doing here as a counterfeiter?"

"Everyone, let me explain slowly:
Now experts and museums are suppressing us so heavily. Is the reason because we collected the wrong things?
of course not!

It's because we have discovered so many national treasures among the people, which will affect their interests and cause the value of their own collections to depreciate, so they will kill us.

Are you right? "

"right!!!"

A shirtless, bald man in the crowd suddenly yelled, and it was obvious that he was a stooge.

But he hid it a little too well, which scared everyone around him.

An old lady nearby was so scared that she almost fell into the trash can. After she got up, she went up to the bald man who was talking nonstop and gave him a big punch.

"Crack!"

Not only did it interrupt the bald man's lines, it also stopped Zhang Sanfeng on the stage.

This is a huge bibimbap. It would be a huge harm to a bald man!

The bald man covered his face and was about to fight back.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

The two people on the stage wanted to stop it, but it was too noisy and no one listened to what they said.

The two looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Forget it, I'd better go down first, so as not to hurt myself accidentally later.

……

Zhang Yang stood on the edge of the crowd and saw the scene very clearly.

The expression on his face was slightly confused.

This group of people went to so much trouble, doing somersaults and showing short videos, just to sell counterfeit goods under their own name? They haven’t sold any yet?
It’s not that simple.

Zhang Yang saw the two men waiting by the stage, sitting on stools and playing with their phones. They were obviously waiting for the security guards to take them away so that they could continue selling goods.

He thought about it, then quietly slipped away from the edge of the crowd.

Zhang Yang originally wanted to pretend to pass by and secretly take a look to see what fake antiques the other party had prepared.

Generally speaking, once you see what the goods are, you can basically determine what these scammers want to do.

By determining the quality of the goods, you can judge the quality of these scammers.

But what was unexpected was that this group of people was very vigilant. As soon as Zhang Yang showed the slightest sign of walking over, they took the initiative to approach him.

"What are you doing, young man?"

The man named Zhang Sanfeng stood right in front of Zhang Yang and asked in a very unfriendly tone.

"Nothing, I'm just passing by." Zhang Yang explained.

"Passing by? This side is our warehouse, and that side is the women's restroom. Where are you going? Why do you have to pass by us?"

"Forehead……"

Zhang Yang hesitated.

He turned around to look at Grandpa Lu who was chatting animatedly with Grandma Xue, and made up his mind:
"Well, actually my grandfather asked me to come and see what you were selling."

"Your grandpa? The old man over there showing his tail to the little old lady?"

"Yes, it's him." Zhang Yang said without turning his head.

He believed that the other party was referring to Grandpa Lu.

Sure enough, Zhang Sanfeng smiled instantly and said:
"So you are Lu Mingfei's grandson. Can I call you Little Lu?"

"No, I don't like rappers." "...Then I'll call you A-Lu."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhang Yang approvingly. Although he looked a bit old, the young man had a sound outlook on life.

Because of the mercenary incident, Zhang Yang grew a little beard, and the live broadcast room had beauty filters, so he was not recognized.

"Has your grandfather already been tempted before he even saw our stuff?"

The hoarse-voiced host next to him asked with a smile on his face.

Zhang Yang nodded decisively.

He had already heard that the two people in front of him obviously knew Grandpa Lu.

You must have heard of his nickname "Qingzhou Leek King" and must know that grandpa is easily fooled.

That's why their expressions were so tense when they heard Zhang Yang claiming to be Lu Mingfei's grandson.

Of course, they are still more professional.

Although I think Zhang Yang and Lu Mingfei are funny, I still have to cheat the money.

"Come on, then come and take a look."

"Since Old Lu is the most famous collector in Qingzhou, we will make an exception today and show you our treasured treasures."

Zhang Sanfeng opened a red box with some paint peeling off and waved to Zhang Yang.

Motioned him to come over and take a look at the goods.

Zhang Yang walked closer slowly, and when he saw what was inside, his eyes gradually widened.

These things?
Silver-gilt coffee pot, copper-gilt candlesticks, silver wine glasses, gold pocket watches, jewel-encrusted daggers...

Looking at the styles of the artifacts, aren’t these all things from Europe and West Asia?
"You never expected that?" Zhang Sanfeng smiled proudly. "Have you only seen these treasures in history books and movies?"

“There are none in our country’s museums!”

"Yeah, who would have thought of that?" Zhang Yang said with admiration.

"Hehe, the domestic collecting circle is too competitive now, so we found another way and bought these European cultural relics from countries like Turkey and France."

"Like this silver wine jug, when Napoleon got married, he drank the wedding wine from it."

"And this little dagger, does Churchill know about it? According to unofficial historical records, it was this dagger that he used to chop Roosevelt so hard that he had to sit in a wheelchair."

"This pocket watch is even more amazing. It was a treasure that French Emperor Louis XIV wanted to give to Emperor Kangxi, but he died before he could give it to him..."

Zhang Yang didn't say anything and just listened to them bragging quietly.

Zhang Sanfeng and his team really put in some effort, at least they knew quite a few European celebrities.

If it was made up on the spot, it wouldn't be so smooth.

After a brief introduction, the two looked at Zhang Yang and asked him if there was anything he was interested in.

Or should we call his grandfather to come over and take a look?

"You don't have what I'm interested in here!" Zhang Yang said with regret.

"What do you want? We'll help you find a solution."

"Really? Can you get Louis XVI's guillotine?"

“We’ve never heard of this.”

"Can you fix the crown on the King of England's head?"

"Where's the Iron Throne?"

“Where’s the original cross of Jesus?”

“There’s always the Mona Lisa, right?”

Zhang Yang asked about several things, but he never expected that this group of people didn't even have the Mona Lisa.

Not even as good as Grandpa Lu.

What's the point of selling these wine bottles, plated with silver and gold, like a cutlery store? Can you really get money out of them?

"You can't do this."

Zhang Yang shook his head and said with disdain:
"What value do these things have? Even though my grandfather is stupid and rich, you can't just cheat him out of his money with just any piece of rubbish."

"He has already received the original Mona Lisa. He doesn't even need to look at treasures like yours. He definitely won't be interested in them."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng and his accomplices looked at each other.

His expression became serious at the same time.

They are thinking about the same question:
It’s bad, it seems like there’s something wrong with the strategy!
A good investor like Lu Mingfei would definitely prefer to buy a national treasure like the Mona Lisa that is famous all over the world.

And their vision is still petty and focused on these gold and silver items.

The two of them didn't care about showing off anymore, they quickly huddled together and discussed in a low voice:

"What should we do now? Should we go back to selling the five-piece suits at the construction site?"

"No, I swore that I would never compete with those colleagues again. We can't beat them. This foreign cultural relic track must be correct, but there is something wrong with what we chose."

"What you said makes sense. If we were selling paintings, we would have been counting the money by now. So what should we do now?"

"I don't know. How about going back and exchanging some other goods? Make today's money first!"

Zhang Yang looked at the two people acting sneakily, then glanced at the things in the cardboard box and curled his lips.

Instead of buying these things, it would be better to go to Jingdezhen to wholesale a few blue and white porcelain vases!

Forget it, these two idiots, just give them a warning, there’s no need to make a fuss about it.

It feels like they will starve themselves to death.

Zhang Yang thought about it, took the initiative to speak, and called Zhang Sanfeng:

"Hey, Zhang something, come here for a moment."

"what happened?"

"My grandfather asked me to ask you if you can give me your son's contact information. He wants to order some antiques from your son."

"My son? Oh, you mean Zhang Guoqiang."

"He's busy and doesn't take on external business. Just tell me what your grandfather wants. If my son can do it, I can do it too."

"Hmm?" Zhang Yang looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes gradually narrowed.

Originally, he just wanted to warn these two people indirectly not to sell fake goods under his name.

I am just imitating a bronze ware, which is of no help to them.

But now, this Zhang Sanfeng even wants to intercept his own business?
Then they have already found a way to die!
(End of this chapter)