Something Big is Wrong

Leaving the appraisal agency, Li Yuejin happily drove his third-hand Suzuki straight to Liu Jinyou's home in Dongsi.

Ever since he had sold that blue-and-white porcelain jar to Liu Jinyou, followed by several other antiques worth hundreds of thousands or even millions, everyone who entrusted antiques to him for sale knew he had a wealthy major client. The man paid decisively and without hesitation, and they would usually specifically ask him to sell the items to Liu Jinyou.

Still, he had some sense of caution. Liu Jinyou was a wealthy tycoon himself, and also the maternal uncle of Wang Yan's formidable wife. If anything went wrong, leaving aside anyone else, Han Chunming would beat him half to death. So whenever he got his hands on something, even if it already came with an authentication certificate, he would still take it to a professional testing agency for another examination and appraisal. He was fairly careful.

But in the end, his knowledge of such things only went as far as basic familiarity. He knew the general idea, could spout a few bits of industry jargon, but when it came to any deeper understanding of antiques, he had none at all. He was just doing business. Ordinary items were naturally no problem, but antiques were notoriously difficult to distinguish as genuine or fake. Genuine ones were fine, but fakes were trouble.

Of course, he could not see any of that trouble. After all, he had been at this for a year now, everything had gone smoothly, and he had built up quite a reputation. That kept him from ever considering what he would do if an item turned out to be fake.

When he reached the alley where Liu Jinyou lived, he carried the items inside through the already-open gate as if returning