Peerless prodigal system

farmer?The security guard's face suddenly changed.

He murmured in his heart, if you had said that you were a farmer, I wouldn't have to talk to you so much, wasting time in vain.

The security guard even felt that he was superior to the peasants, allowing him to find a sense of existence in a place full of rich people.

His tone gradually cooled down, and he said to Wu Liang: "Sir, according to the regulations, if you cannot provide your business card or identify yourself, we cannot let you pass."

This reason for refusal is also possible. Can you not enter without a business card?Wouldn't it be more clear to directly say that the poor cannot enter.

Wu Liang was as calm as ever, he had seen this kind of thing too much.

"Why can't people without jobs go to the second floor?" Wu Liang asked.

"We must ensure the safety of the antique collection, and no one else is allowed to enter." The security guard did not say clearly.

In fact, he wanted to say that you are so poor that you don't even have a job, and your father is a farmer, you dare to come to the antique fair, can you afford it!
Wu Liang still said calmly: "Well, you're right. I don't have a job, but I have money. Don't you hold this antique fair just to exchange ideas and not make money?"

The security guard sneered: "Of course it's for making money, but not for people like you."

"What kind of person am I?" Wu Liang asked the security guard.

"You are... Forget it, I won't embarrass you, you can leave quickly, let our security captain see us both embarrassing." The security guard advised Wu Liang.

"Why should I leave? Please give me a reason." Although Wu Liang didn't seem angry, his attitude was firm.

"Do you really want to know the reason?" There was a hint of mockery in the security guard's eyes.

"Of course, you'd better give me an explanation." Wu Liang looked directly at the security guard.

"Do you still need to explain? Anyone who understands should understand." The security guard still refused to make concessions.

At this moment, a security guard came over from the entrance of the hall, looking for Wu Liang, as if he wanted to ask him for something.

Now, the security guard at the stairs on the second floor laughed.

"Look, you can't blame me for this. It's you who made things big and got my colleagues involved." The security guard said with a proud smile.

However, another security guard did not intend to drive Wu Liang away, but said politely: "Sir, your Rolls-Royce Phantom is parked in a wrong position, the road is blocked, I hope you can go a little further, sir." Move to the east."

Wu Liang replied with a smile: "Okay, no problem, I'll go out and move now."

At this moment, the security guard at the stairs on the second floor, with a pale face, froze in place for an instant.

What?Rolls-Royce Phantom!

Is this kid a big local tyrant?Then why did he say that he has no job, and that his father is a farmer?
Is it a big grower with an annual income of over [-] million?

The security guard couldn't calm down any longer, he accidentally offended a rich man, and immediately panicked, if the leader found out about this, his job would be lost.

However, Wu Liang doesn't care about these at all, he won't bother with a small security guard.

It's not kindness, but disdain. A snobby little security guard is not worth getting angry at all.

When Wu Liang parked the car, he returned to Longchang Building, ready to go up to the second floor.

At this time, the security guard who stopped him and mocked him before did not dare to say another word.

The security guard lowered the brim of his hat to cover half of his face, and lowered his head, like a servant who has done something wrong and is about to be scolded.

Wu Liang passed by him without saying a word or even looking at him.

Until Wu Liang walked up to the second floor, Wu Liang didn't do anything to humiliate the security guard.

Only then did the security guard understand that he was a low-key successful man who drove a Rolls-Royce Phantom, and he was completely different from him. There was no need to humiliate him, because he was not worthy at all!

In a blink of an eye, Wu Liang had arrived on the second floor, which was the main battlefield of this antique fair.

Those who can be on the second floor are all prominent figures in the antique circle in the provincial capital.

Of course, the people who come to the second floor are not necessarily experts in antiques. Some wealthy people also come to pick out a few antiques and take them home to pretend to be aggressive. (Reader ball skirt: 230606039)

It's just that most of these ignorant rich people bought imitations.

Wu Liang didn't have a very strong interest in antiques, but this was a task assigned by the system and he had to complete it.

When Wu Liang just walked into the exhibition hall on the second floor, he attracted the attention of others. After all, he was a new face in the circle of antique collectors, and he was still a young face.

Any circle group will be divided into high and low, and the antique circle is no exception.

When Wu Liang arrived, he immediately aroused the suspicion of those old foxes.

All eyes fell on Wu Liang, from head to foot.

The eyes of these old guys are still very poisonous. They looked at Wu Liang's outfit. Although the clothes were not very luxurious, the most valuable thing was the Vacheron Constantin watch on his wrist.

Wu Liang ignored the suspicious eyes of these people and wandered around the exhibition hall on his own.

The system said that he wanted to buy two collections. The details of the specific task were unknown, and the amount had not been credited to the account, so he had to wait patiently.

Wu Liang was thinking in his mind, how to do the next plan, should he still play the routine of smashing the car last time?

【Ding】

[Warning: There is not much time left for the host, one hour twenty eight seconds]

Wu Liang was really speechless, the time was accurate to the second.

No way, I had to try it.

He picked up a Ru kiln porcelain bowl with a price tag on it, and ruthlessly threw it to the ground.

Clang!

The sound of porcelain shattering came, very crisp.

【Ding】

[The host smashed a Ru kiln blue and white porcelain bowl with a price tag of 200 million, the sound was crisp but the stamina was not strong enough to meet the mission standard]

[Hint: The antiques that can meet the standard have nothing to do with the price]

Subsequently, Wu Liang's account was increased by 200 million, which was the compensation fee.

Really speechless, the new task turned out to be to throw antique porcelain, and listen to whether the sound is pleasant to the ear.

Wu Liang was almost spoiled by the system.

At this time, everyone in the exhibition hall on the second floor cast shocked gazes at Wu Liang.

An uncle with a mustache came up and stared at the broken Ru kiln porcelain bowl on the ground, feeling distressed.

"His-"

"Young man, do you know that you broke a treasure?"

Uncle Mustache's face was twisted into a chrysanthemum, as if the broken Ru kiln porcelain bowl belonged to him.

Wu Liang just smiled, ignored everyone's surprised eyes, went to communicate with the person in charge of the exhibition hall on the second floor, and then discussed about compensation.

After he came back, he found that the way the others looked at him had changed.

Moreover, he also heard some people talking in private.

"Who is this young man? Is there something wrong with his mind?"

"Whatever, I've seen this kind of nouveau riche a lot, just wait and see, when Young Master Sun comes, he's even more upstart than him."

"Young Master Sun? Is that the young owner of the Liming Group?"

"That's right, it's Sun Dali. Every year at the private antique fair, he will come and throw things. He won't stop until he drops 2000 million yuan."

"From this point of view, the young man in front of me is far behind Sun Dali!"

Wu Liang felt indifferent when he heard these words.

He has never thought of taking the initiative to compare with others, and it is meaningless to compare.

Just now the task also reminded that the antiques that can meet the standard have nothing to do with their own price.

Next, he casually picked up a Duan Inkstone and threw it on the ground, wanting to test it out.

Clang!