Chapter 122 Blue and White Porcelain Thirty Million!(2/2)
On the other end of the phone, Feng Ruixiang's voice came respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Chen, what are your instructions?"
Chen Ping did not hide it and said directly: "Are you familiar with the antique market?"
"Sure, I have a lot of friends there. Why, Mr. Chen needs to buy some old things? If you need anything, just tell me and I will give it to you." Feng Ruixiang flattered.
"No, it's nothing..."
Then, Chen Ping explained the matter clearly to Feng Ruixiang. Feng Ruixiang said that he was half responsible for this matter and that he should not directly reveal the price of the jade ring.
Chen Ping did not blame him, but said: "Let's meet at the antique market. You can just take us to buy something to make my mother-in-law happy. I'll give it to you later."
Feng Ruixiang didn't dare to accept Chen Ping's money and said hurriedly: "Mr. Chen, you're welcome, just treat it as a small gift from me to my aunt. Then let's meet at the north gate of the antique market."
"OK."
After answering, Chen Ping had just hung up the phone when Yang Guilan's dissatisfied urging came from behind: "Chen Ping, what are you busy with? Hurry up! You are such a loser. You are dragging your feet even if I ask you to do something."
Chen Ping was also helpless, so he replied, and then took Yang Guilan to the antique market.
As a result, as soon as she arrived at the antique market and met Feng Ruixiang, the two exchanged a few polite words, and Yang Guilan began to dislike Chen Ping.
"Okay Chen Ping, you go back first, Master Feng is taking me."
Yang Guilan's eyes are all on Feng Ruixiang now, and she is extremely excited. This is a master. Isn't he as eye-catching as Chen Ping?
Chen Ping was helpless, glanced at Feng Ruixiang, and asked politely: "Then I'll trouble Master Feng."
Feng Ruixiang smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, just treat it like I'm taking Sister Yang in to play."
Feng Ruixiang is seven or eight years younger than Yang Guilan.
Seeing Yang Guilan following Feng Ruixiang into the antique market, Chen Ping's right eyelid began to twitch. He always felt that something would happen, so he did not leave in a hurry, but smoked a cigarette at the door and waited for a while.
Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, I received a call from Yang Guilan.
There was a lot of noise on the phone.
"Chen Ping, come here quickly! These crazy poor guys said that I broke one of their blue and white porcelains, and they want me to pay 30 million!"
Chapter completed!