The Key

After hearing Chu Chen, Feng Zhengjian felt somewhat relieved. Otherwise, once he had calmed down, he truly could not understand how Chu Chen, who specialized in porcelain and jade, could be so proficient in coins as well.

"Ah! If I hadn't been so greedy this time, I wouldn't have suffered this loss!"

Feng Zhengjian let out a long sigh. Chu Chen did not know how to comfort him. After all, Feng Zhengjian was no novice. Chu Chen refused to believe he did not understand the principle that greed for a small bargain could lead to a great loss.

Feng Zhengjian looked at the copper coin he had spent several thousand yuan on and felt a pang of pain. Gritting his teeth, he said, "All right! Since I only bought it recently, I'll go see if I can return it. Even if I lose a little for failing to spot the fake, that's still better than being stuck with it."

With that, he greeted Chu Chen and hurried into the room from before.

Seeing this, Chu Chen was rendered speechless. Feng Zhengjian had been in the Antiques world for several years. Chu Chen did not believe he could be unaware of the rule that antiques were sold without returns. And even less did he believe the seller would agree to take back a fake Feng Zhengjian had sold him.

As the saying went, do not impose on others what you would not want done to yourself. From Feng Zhengjian's actions, Chu Chen felt that he was not someone worth befriending deeply.

After that, Chu Chen toured the entire floor he was on. Just as he was preparing to go upstairs, he happened to see Feng Zhengjian emerging from that room, beaming with excitement. From his broad smile, it was obvious that