Chapter 256 (1/2)

”Master Lin, I've done everything you asked me to do.” Zhang Er Mao's flattering voice came from his mobile phone: ”I told him that these antiques are black goods, and he was too happy to close his mouth.”

The so-called ”black goods” in the antique circle refer to the antiques obtained through illegal means, which can't be seen or obtained from the auction house. Most of them are from the upside down.

Lin Muyun frowned, anyway, as long as the old father-in-law took it.

”Nothing wrong,” he asked

”What master Lin told me, I dare not do well.” Zhang Er Mao laughed and hesitated for a moment and said, ”however, your antiques are really good. I made some of them myself and sold them to others to earn some pocket money.”

”You make a fake?” Lin Muyun frowned.

Zhang Er Mao said quickly, ”master Lin, don't worry! I haven't moved your goods at all. I'm looking for experts in the circle to imitate them! When I go to other markets to sell, I have channels, will not give you trouble! When I sold the goods, I was afraid to give you any trouble, so I bought a recording pen for evidence. If I sell $3.5 million, I'll pay half of the money to honor you... ”

Lin Muyun didn't think much of his money. He warned in a cold voice: ”I don't care where you sell it, but if the fake appears under my eyes, I can't spare you.”

”Don't worry, I'll sell it to Beijing!” Zhang Er Mao promised.

Lin Muyun is upset. He should have known that Zhang Ermao is obsessed with money. He must have wanted to make some profit from his own antiques.

But it has happened, and he can't help it. He told him to do it.

After the phone call, Lin Muyun was not in the mood to talk about the pharmaceutical factory again and went home directly.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Liu Qingyan's car stop at the door and immediately met her.

”Wife, you leave work so early today?”

Liu Qingyan looked at him, and her face was cold: ”my mother said that she had flashed her waist. I helped her to get the medicine in the hospital. Mom said, ”you pushed her down yesterday and hurt your waist.”

”It's not me.” Lin Twilight cloud burst into a bitter smile.

But his explanation, in Liu Qingyan's ears, is to get away, with no expression on her face, she closes the door, brushes past him, and walks towards home.

Lin Muyun wants to follow up, but stops, a burst of chagrin.

Between him and his wife, there is a ”playwright” Xu Feng. Even if he explains again, where can he compare with Xu Feng's acting skills?

What's more, he has a lot of headache about his mother's coming to Jinling in a few days, so he has no time to explain.

When Liu Qingyan was about to enter the house, she suddenly turned around and said, ”my father's antique shop will open tomorrow. My father asked us to go together and order a flower basket.”

”OK.”

Lin Muyun quickly agreed, thinking that this is the old father-in-law in making a good opportunity for himself and his wife, we must seize.

But Liu Qingyan's next words, but dispelled his idea.

”By the way, mom asked me to go with her. She didn't want to ride in the same car with you. You ordered a flower basket and came directly.”

Lin Muyun was speechless for a while.

Does the mother-in-law have to intervene between her and her wife?

But to celebrate the opening of the old father-in-law's antique shop, Lin Muyun still had to do. He called Wang Lixue and asked him to prepare several large flower baskets and send them early in the morning.

The next morning, Lin Muyun drove to Antique Street on a battery car.

As soon as he arrived at the antique street, he heard the sound of gongs and drums and firecrackers. He saw a sea of people on the street, and a group of dragon lantern dancers were dancing happily in the square to celebrate the opening of the new store.

Lin Muyun is surprised that the opening ceremony will cost at least tens of thousands of yuan. It seems that mother-in-law is really willing to spend money this time.

The new shop, right in the middle of the antique street, is the best location.

The two side-by-side stores are very spacious with various antiques. Seven or eight etiquette ladies in cheongsam are handing out leaflets to the crowd with smiles on their faces.

Lin Muyun was about to go there, and someone called out after he was cold.

”Where are you going?”