God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun walked to the edge of the table, put down the box he was carrying, and turned to look at Fang Bo.

"Do you remember what is in the box?"

"Do you think you got it right?"

"Do you believe in your eyesight?"

"I can give you a chance. If you go away right now, don't show up in front of my eyes, I won't open this box, otherwise, don't blame me for not giving face."

"You know very well that once my box is opened, the consequences are not something you can bear!"

Song Yun didn't have too many expressions on his face, and his tone was calm, but what he said was extraordinary.

Fang Bo breathed a sigh of relief.

bluff!

This kid who didn't know where he came from must be bluffing!

The box is a box in his own shop. There is nothing wrong with that, even this kid deliberately went to his shop and bought something in order to scare himself.

Tang Miaomiao, a very clever person, guessed that he would come to make trouble today. He deliberately set up this strategy. If the antiques in the box can really hit him, he will use the contradiction between himself and Tang Miaomiao. Tang Miaomiao would never let go of this good opportunity, and would definitely kill himself with a stick. Besides, what about fake ones? Which antique shop doesn't sell fake antiques?

Fang Bo calmed down, pondered the stakes here, and smiled on his face.

"I really don't know where the nameless kid came from!"

"I really don't know where the confidence comes from!"

"What about antiques bought from my shop?"

"When I was rolling in this circle, you still didn't know where I was. It's amazing that I was playing in the mud."

"I'm not scared!"

"Open it!"

"Let me see what medicine your gourd sells!"

"Also let everyone at the scene see what kind of medicine you sell in this gourd!"

Fang Bo became more and more proud as he spoke, he firmly believed that the other party could do nothing about himself.

Song Yun laughed, smiling very happily, he said so on purpose.

Fang Bo came here prepared today. It is absolutely impossible to retreat halfway. The purpose of this is very simple. It is to do enough homework to occupy the commanding heights of public opinion-he has given Fang Bo a chance to save face, and the other party does not want to have to look inside the box. What is it, I can't blame myself for breaking the sky.

"Old Xu, you must know what's in the box, right?"

"Hurry up and tell me what the **** is it?"

Gong Yangqiu noticed that Xu Desheng's smile became more and more obvious, and he must know what was going on. She became more and more curious, and Song Yun dragged on, until now she hadn't opened the box, so she couldn't bear it.

Tang Miaomiao didn't speak, but was also looking at Xu Desheng, clearly wanting to know what was going on.

"Hahaha!"

"Don't worry, Song Yun will open the box soon, and you will know what's going on soon!"

Xu Desheng shook his head, definitely not speaking at this time.

Gong Yangqiu and Tang Miaomiao shook their heads, Xu Desheng didn't say anything about it, they could do nothing.

Looking at Fang Bo, Song Yun's smile became more and more obvious.

Fang Bo was calm at first, thinking that Song Yun was just bluffing himself. When he saw the smile on Song Yun's face, he knew why his heart was hanging again.

"If you don't die until the Yellow River, you are talking about people like you."

Song Yun said, opening the box and taking out a thing from it.

"This is an invoice. I issued it yesterday when I bought the antique from this man's store. I took out this thing just to tell everyone that the antique in the box was bought from this man's store. Don't say anything. I am a fool, but I am an upright person, and I will never do anything indiscriminately."

Song Yun put the invoice on the table while talking.

"Did this person buy an antique from your shop yesterday?"

"Is there a problem with that antique?"

Huang Zhong turned his head to look at Fang Bo, his face was very ugly, the invoices had already been taken out, there would never be anything false, he still wanted to confirm it with a fluke.

Fang Bo had already remembered at this time that he did sell an antique yesterday. He felt that Song Yun was a bit familiar just now.

"I did sell an antique yesterday, it was to this person."

"Young Master Huang, don't worry, there is nothing wrong with **** antiques, it is absolutely true!"

Fang Bo nodded. It was indeed true. He also issued an invoice, which is absolutely undeniable.

Song Yun took out an interstitial screen.

"This thing is indeed left in the store, there is no problem."

"Isn't this the pair of white jade carvings in the early Qing Dynasty, Wu Lao Youshan visiting friends interstitial? Fang Bo has been in the store for many years. It is indeed a good thing, but the asking price is a bit high and has not been sold. I have already let go."

"Two hundred thousand! With Fang Bo's character, this pair of interstitials made at least two hundred thousand, otherwise he would never make a move!"

"No matter how much it sells, the most important thing is that this pair of interstitials must be the pair in Fangbo store!"

Many of the onlookers were owners of antique shops. They had seen the interstitial in the Fangbo shop and recognized them at a glance. The same was true for those who often visited antique shops.