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Chapter 605 The finishing touch

Besides, what if I really repaired it? The fat meat ran to my mouth. If he gave in, then Sun Yu would not be called Sun Yu, but changed his name to Sun Zi.
"You are bullying people. I want to call the police. At worst, I can pay someone to use it for identification today. If you see if there is any problem, don't even think of extorting me a penny." Professor Zhao's gentle old man was completely angry by this guy.
After he took out his cell phone and wanted to call the police again, Manager Sun snatched his cell phone and smashed it hard on the ground, then waved the steel pipe in his hand and asked Professor Zhao's arm to do it first.
If you don’t lose your temper, this old guy doesn’t know how to write the word “fear”.
When the people around him saw him taking action, their faces changed and subconsciously took a step back, for fear of being affected. Everyone liked to eat melons, but they were not happy to be beaten.
Just as Huang Tianba was about to take action, a middle-aged man suddenly walked in from the crowd and shouted, "What's going on? Who's causing trouble in the store?"
When he saw the middle-aged man coming, Manager Sun quickly stopped the attack in his hand, took the steel pipe back and looked at the middle-aged man and shouted: "Boss, you are here just right. Someone threw the Sanlu Plum Vase worth 500,000 in our store and was unwilling to pay the money. He deliberately stuck it with glue and said that he wanted to cheat us after repairing it. What do you think?"
As soon as he came up, he put a big pot on Huang Tianba and the others, as if Huang Tianba and the others were shameless people who made unreasonable troubles.
The middle-aged man looked very gentle and had a strong bookish spirit. Those who could do antiques were indeed scholars. They had no knowledge and only money, so they could only give money to others when they came in.
He turned his head and looked at the Sanlu Plum Vase on the table, then walked over and picked it up, looked at it and smelled it again, then looked at Professor Zhao and asked, "Old man, did you repair this bottle?"
"It's not me, it was Xiao Huang who repaired it. He didn't use adhesive glue or anything, but made it with the fish glue in your store. The manager in your store doesn't know anything and wants to slander people. It's extremely hateful." Professor Zhao couldn't help but complain in person.
Manager Sun's face suddenly darkened, thinking that this old guy would have to take out 500,000 later, otherwise he would have to break the old dog's legs.
The shop owner's eyes turned to the fish glue. He smelled the fish glue prepared by Huang Tianba, and then looked at Manager Sun standing behind and asked, "Is this fish glue he made?"
"Yes, I specially heated up and put a bunch of strange things. Can the things I repaired in this way be fine? The most hateful thing is that I finally blew it with a hair dryer. If I don't expose him, he will really treat us as fools." Manager Sun said angrily.
After he finished speaking, the shop owner Chen Rushui stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the steel pipe."
"Okay, boss, please do it yourself, I'll help you press them." Manager Sun thought the boss was going to do it himself, so he quickly handed the steel pipe in his hand to his boss with a happy expression.
After the store owner took the steel pipe, he raised his hand and hit Manager Sun's knee. Manager Sun was caught off guard and was knocked so hard. He fell forward and lay directly on the ground, covered his knees and howled, shouting: "Cousin, why do you want to hit me?"
He can set up such a trick in the store, not only because he is the store manager, but more because he is the boss's nephew, so he dares to do whatever he wants, generating income for the store while generating income for himself.
His cousin usually comes to the store, and he doesn't know that there is such a thing, and other clerks dare not mention it, but he didn't expect that his cousin would be so furious when he found out.
"Beat you? I'm going to beat you. I don't even say that I can harm customers without permission. The Sanlu Plum Vase worth 500,000 yuan made you shout 500,000 yuan, and it's so stupid that you can't help but even the antiques repaired with the finishing touch pen are broken?" The shop owner shouted and another steel pipe went down, smashing Manager Sun's other leg on the spot.
These two moves were really unambiguous. Every time he smashed it down, everyone was frightened, as if even his knees were hurt.
At the same time, some of them with a little knowledge were looking at Huang Tianba in shock because the store owner just mentioned three words, the finishing touch.
As the saying goes, the finishing touch is the most important stroke. In restoring vintages, the finishing touch is the recognized highest method. It can not only repair porcelain, but also restore it to new things, and some original flaws will be repaired together.
In China, I haven't heard of that master who can finish his eyes for many years, otherwise many antique collectors would go to him to repair his own dirty treasures.
After the shop owner smashed the two steel pipes, Manager Sun fell to the ground like a cooked prawn, hunched his back and kept trembling, tears and snot flowing all over his mouth, and kept begging for mercy.
"This is my lesson as the boss, because you almost ruined the reputation of our store." After the store owner went down the two steel pipes, he handed the steel pipes to Huang Tianba and said, "Mr. Huang is really sorry. I am Zhang Jinlong, the owner of this store. I don't know how to know people, so I have such a bastard, and I have cheated you. I am deeply sorry for this. I hope you can punish him heavily and interrupt his hands."
Huang Tianba didn't go to pick up the steel pipe and said calmly: "There's no need. How dare I hit this manager? He knows a lot of brothers. I'm afraid that someone will be retaliated against when he goes out. Boss Zhang can give up his hands and prevent us from losing money. I'm already grateful."
"Yes, yes, it's not good to hit people." Professor Zhao also agreed on the side. He is an intellectual and the least he disagrees is to solve the problem. You can talk about anything you have.
As a businessman, Zhang Jinlong heard what Huang Tianba meant. Knowing that Huang Tianba was disdainful of his actions, he turned around and came to Manager Sun's arm. After discounting one of his arms, he looked at several employees next to him and said, "Train Sun Yu out and throw it into the trash can. From today on, he has nothing to do with our store."
The employees responded one after another, carried Manager Sun and threw it out.
After dealing with Manager Sun, Zhang Jinlong bowed to everyone again: "I am making fun of you. I am not well-managed and actually let this kind of bastard be a store manager. To apologize, you will buy antiques in my store today for 20% off."
"Boss Zhang, you are polite."
"This is not Boss Zhang's problem. You know people but not your heart."
"It's still Boss Zhang's grandmother."
When a group of people heard about the discount, they joked with Zhang Jinlong and then consciously dispersed, knowing that Zhang Jinlong didn't want them to continue to watch the fun here.
As soon as the group of people dispersed, Zhang Jinlong hurriedly bowed deeply to Huang Tianba and Professor Zhao and said, "No matter what, today's matter is unrelated to Zhang. I will apologize to you first. If it is convenient for you, can you move to Zhang's restaurant for a few drinks? So that Zhang can express his feelings well."
His tone was very sincere and low, making it hard to imagine that such a big boss who runs an antique shop would talk to others in a low voice.
Professor Zhao is a very reasonable person. As long as others are easy to talk, he will be even easier to talk. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Boss Zhang, don't be polite. There is only a small misunderstanding. I have something wrong with it. As long as the misunderstanding is solved."
Chapter completed!
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