"Uncle He, let's not beat around the bush. The Xu family must have obtained so many cultural relics through illegal means!"
"You can't just sit back and do nothing. Such people should be severely punished!"
Gu Anrou got more and more excited as she spoke. Finally, she slapped the table and stood up, as if she had truly transformed into a heroic female figure full of justice.
However, He Qingwei remained unmoved. He spread out his palms and said helplessly, "Miss Gu, I naturally understand what you've said. But where's the evidence? Without evidence, how can I arrest them?"
These days, He Qingwei had heard that something had gone wrong at the Gu's auction. At this critical juncture, Gu Anrou coming to him must mean that she wanted to use him to take down the Xu family.
If this matter was handled well, he would benefit. But if it went wrong, he would suffer losses. He wasn't that stupid!
"One must pay attention to evidence when doing things. If you have evidence, then I can go and arrest them." There was a strong hint in He Qingwei's words.
Gu Anrou wasn't stupid either. He Qingwei just wanted a legitimate reason to raid the Xu family.
She had come today to test He Qingwei's attitude. Since He Qingwei was willing to join her in bringing down the Xu family, she could fabricate as much evidence as needed!
"Uncle He, I understand. I'll immediately send someone to investigate for evidence. You must take a good look at this form!"
Gu Anrou pushed the A4 paper back onto the table and got up to leave.
"Then I won't see you out, Miss Gu." He Qingwei folded the A4 paper and put it into the inner pocket of his suit.
He wanted to take a good look to see if there were any antiques he liked. If Gu Anrou really found a reason to raid the Xu family, he could also take one or two pieces for himself.
After Gu Anrou left the office, she called the mysterious person.
"Hello, have you completed all the tasks I assigned you?"
The man in black replied, "Don't worry. I've found all the people you were looking for. They're already on their way to the Xu family."
"That's good. Don't let me down."
In the evening, an unexpected guest came to the Xu family.
As soon as the doorbell rang, Mrs. Xu went to open the door. She saw a young man with a simple appearance, carrying a backpack and wearing black - framed glasses, walk in.
"Excuse me, is this the home of Master Xu, the appraisal expert?"
Mrs. Xu looked at this young man. She had never seen him before, so she asked warily, "Yes. What do you want?"
"Oh, I'm a loyal fan of Teacher Xu. May I visit him?" the young man asked respectfully with a deferential look on his face.
Hearing that he was her husband's fan, Mrs. Xu was quite happy. She and her husband had retired from the appraisal circle after handing over their business to their eldest son.
Apart from getting together with a few old friends from time to time to appreciate paintings and write poems, they had never had a fan come to visit them.
The cold look on Mrs. Xu's face turned into enthusiasm. "Sure. Come in quickly."
After saying that, she stepped aside to let the young man in.
"Old Xu, there's a fan of yours coming to see you!"
Hearing his wife's call, Mr. Xu walked out of the study. "A fan of mine?"
"Hello, Teacher Xu. I'm your loyal fan. I've read all your antique appreciation articles and watched your videos." When he saw Teacher Xu, the young man's legs were trembling, and his speech was a bit stuttered.
Mrs. Xu thought he was just nervous and excited. She smiled and comforted him, "Don't be so nervous. Although he looks serious, he'll answer any questions you have."
"You two talk first. I'll go to the kitchen and wash some fruits for you."
After Mrs. Xu left, Mr. Xu showed a smile. He had never had a fan come to visit him at home. Although the smile was just a slight curve of his lips, he was really happy.
"What do you want to see me for?"
"Well, I recently found a new antique. I was wondering if you could take a look at it with me." The young man's stutter improved a bit.
Hearing that it was about appraising an antique, Mr. Xu became interested and didn't refuse. "Sure. Come to my study."
When they got to Mr. Xu's study, the young man's eyes darted around. There were indeed quite a few vases and antiques on display in the study. There were also stacked brocade boxes on the table, which probably contained calligraphy and paintings.
It seemed that the information he got was reliable.
The young man put his backpack on the table, unzipped it, and took out a white foam box.
There was a brightly - colored vase in the foam box.
"Teacher Xu, I've always wanted to give this porcelain vase to someone. Could you take a look and see if it's suitable?"
Hearing that the young man wanted to give a cultural relic to someone, Mr. Xu frowned.
Wasn't he here to appraise the antique?
How did it turn into giving it as a gift?
But thinking that this kid said he was his fan, Mr. Xu endured his impatience and continued to look. It was a brightly - colored and exquisitely - made vase with colorful flowers densely covering it, looking extremely festive.
This was a painted enamel vase with a hundred kinds of flowers from the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, a cultural relic from the Qing Dynasty.
"Do you think it's real?" After introducing the vase, the young man threw the question to Mr. Xu and waited for his answer expectantly.
Mr. Xu put on his glasses and carefully appraised this porcelain. The workmanship was excellent, and the peonies on it were vivid. The sky - blue base color was a very difficult color to fire.
It seemed to be the real deal.
"But it's fake," Mr. Xu said bluntly.
He had compared it in terms of color, patterns, and style. Although the workmanship was almost the same, a fake was a fake. It didn't have the same brightness, crystal - clear appearance, and smoothness as real enamel glaze.
Moreover, judging from the age of this porcelain, it should have been made within the last 30 years. Kangxi had been dead for a long time, let alone firing vases.
"So it's fake..." There was a look of regret in the young man's tone, but then he changed the subject and pleaded.
"Teacher Xu, I'm going to give this thing to my boss. I'm counting on this to get promoted. Could you sign something for me and help me prove that this vase is real?"
"Teacher Xu, I've liked you for so long. Please help me this time."
Hearing such morally - binding words, Mr. Xu's face darkened a bit, and his tone became cold. "You'd better go find someone else."
Did this guy think he was crazy enough to fake evidence!
"My boss only believes in you. As long as you say a good word and say it's real, he'll definitely believe it!" the young man continued.
"You'll be doing me a big favor. I'll surely reward you handsomely!"
Did he look like he was short of money!
Mr. Xu's face instantly turned black, and he pushed and shoved the young man towards the door.
"You're not my fan. You're not welcome here. Please leave quickly!"
The young man also got angry and stood stubbornly at the door. "If you don't prove it for me, I'm not leaving."
It seemed that he wanted to force Mr. Xu to admit that it was real by being a nuisance, but Mr. Xu was a very stubborn person. He would never admit something he thought was wrong!
Just then, Tang Li came back from the supermarket with the two children.
Xu Yiyi and Xu An'an each carried a big bag of snacks and happily ran into the room. They saw this stranger in a stand - off with their grandfather.
And their grandfather's face looked very angry.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"