funbook-pk Chapter 125 Manufacturing at the Longquan Sword Factory
Chapter 125 Manufacturing at the Longquan Sword Factory
How the hell could I not be excited?
"This Lu, the labor reformer, talks nonsense every day, his words are like farts, how can I not get excited?" Deng Lingling turned her head and glared at Lu Chenyang, "Hey Lu, if you don't know anything about appraising treasures, then shut up and stop spouting nonsense here!"
"I don't know anything about appraising antiques?" Lu Chenyang chuckled coldly. "Even if I'm bad at it, I'm not as brainless as you."
"Spending over 900 million yuan to buy a pile of scrap metal."
"Lu Chenyang, how dare you say I'm brainless? Say it again if you dare!" Deng Lingling was furious and wanted to fight Lu Chenyang to the death.
Song Fuhua, who was standing to the side, also turned angry and said, "I was originally too lazy to bother with you, surnamed Lu."
"But first you questioned my appraisal skills, and now you dare to say my girlfriend is brainless."
"You fucking don't want to work here anymore, huh?"
"You have the nerve to talk to me about your appraisal skills?" Lu Chenyang rolled his eyes and pointed to the bronze sword in Deng Lingling's hand. "Take a look for yourselves. The bottom of the hilt of this sword is engraved with 'Made by Longquan Sword Factory of Jiangsu and Zhejiang'."
"You actually went bankrupt to buy such an obviously fake product? What else can you call that but brainless?"
"What? The Longquan Sword Factory in Jiangsu and Zhejiang?" Deng Lingling was completely stunned when she heard Lu Chenyang's words.
Song Fuhua quickly took the bronze sword from his hand and looked at the bottom of the hilt...
The two of them were instantly frozen in place, as if struck by a spell.
"It really is fake!" Su Zichen peeked out and took a look.
Below the hilt of the sword, one could see the words "Made by Longquan Factory" written on it.
His expression suddenly became extremely strange.
The others in the treasure pavilion were also horrified.
"Holy crap! Even the Treasure Pavilion is starting to see counterfeit goods one after another!"
"Moreover, this fake is so ridiculous that it even has the factory mark on it."
"Why would Song Fuhua claim that such a fake bronze sword is genuine?"
Hearing the crowd's comments, Song Fuhua looked extremely embarrassed.
"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense, this can't possibly be fake."
"You must be lying to me. I could never spend millions to buy a fake."
"That's a whopping 900 million! More than 900 million!"
Deng Lingling suddenly started shouting like a madwoman.
To buy this bronze sword, he almost went bankrupt, even borrowing more than 300 million yuan from Su Youfei.
But now, they've spent over 900 million on a fake.
The money is gone, and so are the things.
It's all over! It's all over!
"Ahhhhh..." Deng Lingling, as if in a frenzy, grabbed the Azure Dragon Sword and slashed and smashed wildly.
With bloodshot eyes, he rushed toward the auction stage, shouting, "You...you bunch of liars! You actually auctioned off counterfeit goods!"
"Give me back my money right now!"
"I'm not filming anymore! I'm not filming anymore!"
However, the sexy host said coldly, "I'm sorry, the rule on our antique street is that you pay for the goods at the same time."
"If you make a mistake, you will have to bear the consequences yourself."
"What? You're trying to renege on your debt? I'll fight you to the death! I'll make you sell counterfeit goods! I'll make you..." Deng Lingling rushed onto the auction stage like a madwoman, ready to smash everything in sight.
Snapped!
Before Deng Lingling could take more than a few steps, she was slapped across the face by the sexy host. "Treasure Pavilion is an enterprise under our Zhongyu Province."
"Try touching it if you dare!"
"If you dare to smash the treasure pavilion today, I'll make sure your Su family and Deng family disappear from Zhongyu Province tonight!"
Zhongyu Province...
Upon hearing those three words, Deng Lingling, who had been in a state of frenzy, instantly regained her senses.
No matter how powerful the Su family is, they wouldn't dare offend Zhongyu Province.
Even someone as strong as Su Mulan couldn't do it.
"Song Fuhua, what exactly is going on? Didn't you say that the bronze sword was most likely real?"
"How come you didn't notice that this bronze sword is so fake?"
Why did you lie to me? Why did you lie to me?
Deng Lingling didn't dare to provoke the Treasure Pavilion, so she could only vent all her anger on Song Fuhua.
"Okay, okay, honey, calm down first."
"When it comes to appraising antiques, both keen eyesight and luck play a big part."
"Even national-level appraisal masters can make mistakes. I was indeed wrong just now."
"However, don't get agitated."
"Once I finish the project I'm working on, I'll give you the 1,000 million as compensation."
Song Fuhua patiently comforted her.
"Is what you said true?" Deng Lingling's eyes lit up, but she instantly regained her composure.
"I'm worth over a billion, ten million is just a small amount of money," Song Fuhua nodded and smiled.
“Yes, yes, 1,000 million is nothing to my husband. Thank you, darling.” Deng Lingling hugged Song Fuhua’s arm, her face full of happiness.
He happened to look up and saw Lu Chenyang staring at him. "What are you looking at, you ex-convict?"
"Don't think I've been defeated this time."
"Even if we make a mistake and buy a fake product."
"But my dear can easily come up with 1000 million to compensate me."
"And you, you worthless loser, can you even come up with 1,000 million to give to Su Zichen?"
"Sister Lingling, I can earn my own money, I don't need anyone to give me money." Su Zichen couldn't bear to see Lu Chenyang being wronged, so she said calmly.
"What do you mean you don't need it? Stop pretending to be high and mighty!"
"Isn't it because your Lu Chenyang doesn't have money to give you that you're saying this?"
"If Lu Chenyang gave you millions to spend as you pleased every month, would you still say you don't need it?"
Deng Lingling chuckled coldly.
"Sister Lingling, how could you say that to me? Actually, I..." Su Zichen was angry and was about to explain.
Song Fuhua chimed in, "That's right, Su Zichen. Look at your figure, looks, and temperament—they're all top-notch, and you're still very young."
"With your qualifications, you could easily marry into a wealthy family."
"I suggest you leave this poor, pathetic loser as soon as possible and go live a better life."
"Are you all crazy? Why is everyone advising me to divorce Lu Chenyang?" Su Zichen was really angry.
“With such good conditions, you should pursue a better life. Don’t you want to live a life of luxury, pampered and loved as a noblewoman?” Song Fuhua continued to persuade her earnestly.
"I'll say it to you again in a serious tone."
"I think my husband is the best man in the world."
"Even Ye Qingcang can't compare to him!"
"As for the life of the wealthy, I don't care at all!"
"As long as Lu Chenyang stays by my side, I feel very happy."
Su Zichen spoke solemnly with a serious expression.
"Why are you so stubborn? You..." Song Fuhua rolled her eyes in anger.
"Oh, alright, alright, Song Fuhua, your good intentions have been taken for granted."
"Some people are born to be poor and only deserve to marry a poor loser."
"A sparrow is a sparrow; it can never become a phoenix in this lifetime."
Deng Lingling glanced at Lu Chenyang and Song Fuhua with a cold laugh, then pulled him away.
He originally wanted to come to the auction to buy a high-end collectible.
Unexpectedly, I bought a counterfeit product.
Not only did they lose money, they also lost face.
We need to leave this sad place as soon as possible.
Just then.
The sexy host on stage brought out another item for auction, "A century-old He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum), starting bid 10."