PDLP Chapter 282 Is this black gold card fake?
Chapter 282 Is this black gold card fake?
Song Shixing and Song Shiting looked at each other. Both of them had helpless expressions and some guilt in their eyes. They thought that Jiang Nanxi still resented them in her heart.
He refused to even call them brothers!
In fact, Jiang Nanxi didn’t have so many thoughts in her mind. Her mind was now full of how to use the Black Gold Card.
Song Shiting also invited Jiang Nanxi to live back in the Song family's manor. Jiang Nanxi stayed there for a few days and asked Liu Qingyan to help her feed the chickens and raise grass at home.
That day, Jiang Nanxi got up early in the morning and studied Song Shiting's helicopter in the yard.
Seeing her circling around the helicopter, Song Shiting thought she liked it, so he said, "You like this? Then let the pilot take you out by helicopter."
The pilot was stunned for a moment and said, "Master, don't I have to take care of sending you to work?"
Song Shiting said, "You don't have to take me to work anymore. Helicopters are not fast enough."
The pilot was even more confused.
Helicopters aren't fast enough, are they? What can go faster than a helicopter?
He couldn't help but ask, "Master, how do you go to work? Do you plan to live near the company?"
Song Shiting: "I ride an electric donkey."
pilot:???
Before the pilot could react, Song Shiting asked the butler to bring a helmet, then he walked to the indoor parking lot of the manor and drove out in a small electric scooter.
Just like that, Song Shiting, wearing a noble and gentlemanly three-piece suit, disappeared in a flash on his electric scooter.
The pilot looked stupidly in the direction he had left.
After a long while, he finally reacted and looked at Jiang Nanxi, "Miss, where do you want to go? I'll take you there."
Jiang Nanxi was about to answer when her cell phone rang. It was Song Shiting, who had just left, calling her.
"Nanxi, I forgot to tell you just now that we are going back to our hometown tomorrow to worship our ancestors and write your name into the family tree. Don't be absent."
"Oh, I know."
After Jiang Nanxi answered the call, she saw several messages pop up on her phone, all from netizens @ her.
The content is all related to the netizens who participated in the lottery on her live broadcast.
The netizen's father had an accident and was hospitalized. The netizen went to the antique shop to ask the owner to return the product, but was beaten up. The owner not only refused to admit that the bottle was an urn, but also refused to let the netizen return the product.
[Oh my god, how can there be such an arrogant person, selling fake antiques to cheat people and even beating people up! Can Sister Xi teach him a lesson? ]
[The boss must have someone behind him, he even hired thugs to beat someone up! The thugs were arrested, he said he didn’t know the thugs, who would believe him! ]
[The owner of the antique shop even did a live broadcast to sell antiques, saying that there was nothing wrong with the items in his shop and that anyone was welcome to come to his home to check them out! ]
After seeing the comments from netizens, Jiang Nanxi went to the antique shop’s account to check the live broadcast.
The owner of the antique shop was a fat, bald middle-aged man with a big gold chain around his fat neck. He displayed a row of urns in the live broadcast room.
The boss shouted, "Everyone, open your eyes and look carefully. These are all Ming Dynasty official kiln vases. How can such exquisite things be urns for ashes?"
Some people also asked about beating people. Oh, brother, we live in a society ruled by law now. How could I beat people? If I had beaten people, I would have been in jail long ago! I didn’t ask other people to beat people!
Our store is the most popular in this antique street, and our peers often slander us. Maybe some people have received money from our peers to deliberately slander our store. Don't believe them! "
Many netizens joined in the fun in the antique shop’s live broadcast room, and couldn’t help but mock the boss when they saw him say that.
[It's so funny, is it necessary for Jiang Nanxi, a celebrity like her, to criticize your small shop? She really thinks she is so important! ]
[How dare you sell this thing online? Who would believe you? Only a fool would buy it! ]
The boss said unconvincedly, "Why shouldn't I sell it? It's so immoral to dig up human urns and sell them as vases. People in our line of work respect the dead the most. We should never touch things that shouldn't be touched, otherwise we will be in big trouble!"
Digging up people's graves and taking out their ashes randomly is a blood feud. If I really did that, digging up so many people's graves, I would have been haunted and died long ago!
So what if Jiang Nanxi is a big star? Wouldn’t big stars take money to slander others?
Those big stars make money through endorsements and so on. Jiang Nanxi is not a big star and she doesn't have any endorsements. Of course she is short of money.
As long as someone gives her a little, she will definitely be willing to do something to discredit me!"
[Then tell me, who gave Jiang Nanxi the money? ]
[You are so sure, do you have any evidence? ]
Boss: "I've had someone check it out. Another large antique shop on our street spent two million to hire a celebrity to deliberately discredit our store.
You don't need to think to know who it is. Why did Jiang Nanxi insist on connecting with the netizen, saying that he was helping to read faces, but ended up helping the netizen to look at antiques. There is obviously something wrong. The two of them had colluded long ago!"
Jiang Nanxi's golden barrage slowly floated by.
Jiang Nanxi: [Duo Shao? Two million? You want me to blackmail you for just this little bit of money? Are you worthy?]
Seeing the barrage of comments on Jiang Nanxi’s account, the audience was immediately excited and the boss also stood up from his chair.
The boss pointed at the camera and said, "Two million is not enough. How much do you, a small-time celebrity, earn in a year? Two million is enough for you to say one word to slander me, so what's wrong with that?
Don't deny it, you and that netizen named Xiao Aoan are not good people, you are in the same group!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nanxi immediately applied for a live broadcast connection, and then she appeared in the live broadcast.
Jiang Nanxi seemed to be casual, but in fact, she deliberately showed the black gold card in her hand, "It's so funny, I'm short of this little money? Believe it or not, I will go to the store next to yours and buy out all the goods in the store?"
When the boss and the audience saw the black gold card in Jiang Nanxi's hand, their first reaction was that they couldn't believe that this was a global limited edition black gold card that only the world's richest people could own.
[Hmm? Where did the Cockroach King get the black card? ]
[It’s fake, we’ve seen her become so popular, how can we not know how much money she has? She’s the kind of person who can’t even afford to treat guests to a glass of Mixue Bingcheng! ]
[It's fake! It scared me. I thought Jiang Nanxi became rich overnight.
Jiang Nanxi, if you really become rich, I will be happy for you! 】
The antique shop owner had also come into contact with many wealthy clients, and he laughed at him on the spot, "There are only ten black gold cards like the one you have in the world, and only four people in China have them. I know who they are.
These four people are the owner of Ziyu Villa, the eldest son of the richest family, the Song family, the patriarch of the Liu family, and the old man Qingshui Dragon King of Hong Kong. You are not one of them!
Do you know what kind of business I am in? I meet more wealthy people every day than you do, how could I not know these things? You are showing off with this card in front of me? How dare you! "
Jiang Nanxi took a look at the black gold card in his hand, walked to the pilot and asked, "Take a look at this card, is it fake? Zhongdeng is not playing tricks on me, right?"