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On the way back, Candice sat next to him and laughed non-stop. ←

"Is it that funny?"

Jin Muchen asked awkwardly.

"Of course, you fool, didn't you even know how to apply for a gun license before you came?"

"Uh...I thought of it, but I forgot before..."

Jin Muchen's defense seemed very pale and powerless.

In the next few days, Jin Muchen had been at home, and Candice and his family went on vacation, and he could only wait honestly for his gun certificate to come soon, but this was a bit delusional.

First, the efficiency of government departments in the United States is not very satisfactory, and secondly, it is because the Christmas holiday is coming soon, and the government departments and postal departments are going to have to take a holiday, so his gun license can only be obtained after the New Year's Day holiday.

However, Wang Xueming was very trustworthy. He arrived on the afternoon of the third day after New Year's Day, and this time he came was quite a bit of a battle.

The three black Chevrolet avalanche SV off-road vehicles are definitely comparable to the governor's trip. It seems that he attaches great importance to this trip to the United States.

Fang Bo brought Jin Muchen to the door, and Wang Xueming and his group pushed the door in, and exchanged greetings on both sides. After all, they had traded twice and knew the truth, and they were friends in the business world.

"Uncle Wang, what else can I have in this broken place? You weren't cheated, are you?"

Just as Wang Xueming, Fang Bo and Jin Muchen were laughing and greeting each other, a disharmonious voice suddenly rang next to him.

These words were very harsh. Jin Muchen and Fang Bo's expressions changed when they heard this. They turned around and looked behind Wang Xueming.

It was a young man with a pale face. He was covering his mouth with a handkerchief, as if there was something strange in their store. Looking at Jin Muchen and Fang Bo's eyes, he was filled with disdain.

It was the cold winter season in New York, but this young man probably wore very little to be cool and was wearing a slim suit, with a neckline open, revealing a platinum chain as thick as a finger on the neckline. Under the chain was a cross covered with diamonds, and on top of the cross, there was a jade ring hanging.

This man is very thin and has a pale face like paper. His long hair is covered with hair spray, his long eyes, his nose bridge, and his thin lips. He is still a handsome guy from a distance, but when he looks close, he will give people a very cold feeling. In addition, his outfit shows a frivolous temperament all over his body.

The two people standing next to him were different from him. One was a gray-haired elderly man, but he was wearing a simple casual outfit, but his face was rosy and his body was filled with a fragrance of books. He looked like a very well-educated elderly man.

There was also an old man outside of sixty. He had white hair and beard and not tall, but his face was rosy and he was very well maintained. Judging from his temperament and posture, he stood beside him.

Standing behind the two old men was a woman in her twenties. She was slender and wearing a camel-colored tweed coat, with her collar open, revealing her black work outfit.

Her long black hair was tied with a bun and hung behind her head. Her skin was as white as jade, her eyebrows were like starry eyes, her nose was straight, and she was paired with a small cherry mouth, which was a typical Chinese classical beauty. However, this beauty had a cold temperament. Jin Muchen looked at it at first, and suddenly remembered the female policewoman Kate who had asked him in the hospital before.

The temperaments of these two women are so similar, they both have the same queen style.

Another person stood next to the frivolous young man. He looked about forties, had a medium figure, a national face, a pair of brown sunglasses, and a serious and hypocritical appearance.

The young man opened his mouth like this, and the white-haired old man standing on the other side had no expression at that time, but a trace of disgust flashed in the eyes of the woman beside him.

Wang Xueming's face was a little awkward at this time, and he quickly smiled at the other party and explained.

"Boss Fang, brother Xiao Jin, don't mind. That Xiao Song is the son of a friend of mine in China. His family also works in antique business in China. This time he heard that you have good things here, so his family asked him to come over and have a good understanding. Children are ignorant, so don't take it to heart."

Fang Bo has been opening an antique shop in Flushing for so many years, so naturally everyone has seen it. Of course, he would not be as knowledgeable as such a boy who has not even grown all over his hair.

But Jin Muchen was different from Fang Bo. At first, it was nothing, but when that guy opened his mouth like this, he would have felt uncomfortable all over. If Wang Xueming had not sent their big customers, he would have spoken out to blow the guy out.

The young man naturally noticed Jin Muchen's eyes, but instead snorted coldly at that time, turning his head to the side with disdainful face.

"Come on, Bo Fang, let me introduce you to you. This is Mr. Yang Tianming. Professor Yang is the expert I invited this time. He is an expert in porcelain appraisal in China. Before he retired, he was the chief researcher of the Palace Museum in Beijing. He is now the president of our domestic antiques and art appraisal association."

Wang Xueming pulled the white-haired old man down to Fang Bo and introduced him to Fang Bo. Fang Bo reached out and grabbed Professor Yang hard.

"Research on Daming for a long time."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

This old man has a very big background. If he is in the antique circle in China, he will definitely shock everyone. Others will definitely promote these experts. However, after staying abroad for a long time, Fang Bo is not very interested in these experts, so he just said a few words indifferently.

The other party was calm. The woman standing beside him was Yang Tianming's granddaughter and assistant Yang Xueli.

This woman looks cold and queen-like with everyone, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable, but it also highlights her professional temperament.

"This person is Professor Yang's friend, come and have a look."

Looking at Wang Xueming's attitude towards the old man Hou, it was obvious that he was not very familiar with the old man. Maybe Professor Yang forced this old friend to come over, so he couldn't refuse.

Fang Bo and the old man simply politely said a few words. And the old man Hou was self-aware. After Wang Xueming introduced him, he stood beside Professor Yang and stopped talking.

Wang Xueming also introduced the national face of the frivolous young man to Fang Bo and the others.

"This is a celebrity in our antique circle in Beijing, a senior appraiser at Zangbaozhai, and Guligu. You also know that the treasures we traded this time are extraordinary, so I asked a few experts to help with the appraisal. Don't you mind, right?"

Wang Xueming could speak, and Fang Bo just smiled and nodded.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's start now!"

After saying that, Fang Bo said that, all the people nodded, then got up and took out the treasures that had been prepared and placed on the counter in front.

When Wang Xueming saw these things, his eyes lit up. He has been playing with antiques for a while. He can tell what is good and what is bad.

Take the things placed on the counter for example. Those small jade handles are not counted, but these three pieces of porcelain are all rare good things.

The Yongzheng red foundation, pink ladies-patterned Cong bottle, and the peacock green glaze double-eared double-beast ears, the instrument has a large shape and fine workmanship. It can indeed be regarded as a fine work of official kilns and folk kilns.

If the appraisal is correct, he will be worth the trip just by taking these two items.

"Professor Yang, Master Gu, Teacher Hou, please help me with your palms!"

Wang Xueming did not get started by himself, but said to the three experts who were specially invited by him. The three nodded and then walked forward, but Professor Yang's granddaughter also followed.

Standing behind them, Jin Muchen looked at Wang Xueming's respectful appearance to these experts, and knew that these people must be of great origin.

Several appraisal experts took action, but Wang Xueming and Jin Muchen did not approach the front, and even Fang Bo retreated from the counter. After all, the place there was relatively small, and as soon as the other party took action, he knew that he was an expert, so there was no need to watch it in front of him.

Wang Xueming pulled Fang Bo to sit down on the sofa near the door. Jin Muchen poured them two cups of tea and brought them up.

"Tsk, I thought it was a good thing? I dare to say it was a national treasure? Uncle Wang and the others were fooling you, right? There are only a few bottles in our house?"

The frivolous voice sounded in my ears again. It turned out that the young master had rushed to them at some point.

When Fang Bo and Jin Muchen heard this, their faces immediately changed. Whose child is so uneducated?

Wang Xueming was also embarrassed: "Xiao Song, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

After Wang Xueming said this, the frivolous young man curled his lips and stopped talking.

"This child is called Song Shilun. He is the child of a friend of mine in China. Their family also works in antique business in Beijing. They are quite big. Have you heard of the name of Zangbaozhai?"

Jin Muchen had never been involved in this circle before, so he had never heard of this title, and Fang Bo had no idea.

"This Zangbaozhai was founded by his grandfather Mr. Song Shuyun. It has been this in the antique circle in China over the years."

Wang Xueming said as he stretched out his thumb with his right hand, and the frivolous young master also hummed softly when he heard Wang Xueming say this.

"The master Gu I invited today is the personal disciple of Song Shuyun who sent the old man. Now he is the shopkeeper of their treasure ​​baby!"

Wang Xueming was talking endlessly, but he didn't notice that Fang Bo had changed his face.
Chapter completed!