Nan Nancai's Frustration

Chu Chen found himself in a difficult position when he heard Nan Nancai say that. If the piece had been genuine, he would have already made the right choice without needing the other man to say anything. But he had now recognized that the pomegranate-shaped zun was an imitation. Unless there was something wrong with his head, how could he possibly agree to exchange it?

Seeing Chu Chen's troubled expression, Nan Nancai also realized that something was wrong. Even if Chu Chen were just an ordinary person, it was impossible for him to refuse to choose the better item and deliberately choose the inferior one instead! Therefore, Chu Chen's attitude could only mean one thing.

Thinking of this, Nan Nancai frowned and asked, "Mr. Chu, do you think there's something wrong with this pomegranate-shaped zun?"

Seeing that the other man had already guessed, Chu Chen answered frankly, "Yes. I really don't think much of this pomegranate-shaped zun!"

"How could that be!" Nan Nancai shook his head repeatedly in disbelief at Chu Chen's reply, and his expression immediately changed. His grandfather had appraised this pomegranate-shaped zun while he was still alive. To him, his grandfather's conclusion was immensely authoritative. How could it possibly be wrong?

Chu Chen did not know who had helped Nan Nancai appraise the piece, but he was very displeased by Nan Nancai's current attitude. He thought, You've been dealing in antiques for so many years. Now that I've said this, don't you know enough to ask why I came to that conclusion before judging? You're giving me attitude without even distinguishing right from wrong. At worst, we just won't make this deal!

Wu Ke, who was standing nearby, also showed displeasure on her face. She was equally dissatisfied with Nan Nancai's attitude.

Although Chu Chen was thinking