"There is no such thing!"
"Absolutely nothing like this!"
Song Yun was shocked when he heard what Zhao Weijun said, and immediately shook his head and waved his hand.
"I'm really not exaggerating at all!"
"The wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave forward. I didn’t believe this at all, especially in the antique collection circle. There is absolutely no possibility of such a thing. After all, in order to identify antiques, talent is of course important, but experience is more important. But Song Yun, you are different from others, your eyesight is really admirable!"
Zhao Weijun sighed and told what happened to Chen Ning last night.
"boast!"
"How could there be such a thing?"
"This is your junior, right? Even if you want him to become famous in this business and go a little bit smoother, it is not appropriate to do it this way?"
Liao Ming shook his head, not believing what Zhao Weijun said.
"Don't believe what I said?"
"You will know what this kind of thing is when you inquire about it!"
"It wasn't just a few people who were there last night!"
"That's right! Your old friends Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng are also on the scene. Why don't you call them now?"
Zhao Weijun knew that Liao Ming did not believe in himself, but the fact is that there is no way to change the facts.
Without saying anything, Liao Ming immediately took out his cell phone to make a call.
Zhao Weijun shook his head and looked at Song Yun a little bit embarrassed.
"Song Yun, don't mind, old man Liao has such a personality, he has offended many people in the antique circle!"
Zhao Weijun worried that Song Yun was young and vigorous, and felt that Liao Ming looked down on people like this. This was his old friend, and he quickly explained.
"It's nothing!"
"To be honest, at my age, no one will believe you when you say this!"
Song Yun really doesn't mind at all. Liao Ming is just a bit more straightforward. In this society, people like this are really rare and rare. Once such people are recognized, they are definitely the best friends. class.
"Song Yun, I'm really a little bit embarrassed, I even arranged you to this corner!"
"Recently, things have been a little too much, I forgot to tell the staff!"
Zhao Weijun did not continue to talk about Liao Ming. After socializing with several internet celebrity appraisers just now, he found that Song Yun was arranged to the corner of the corner and walked over immediately. What he did not expect was that he found that Song Yun and Liao Ming had a very good conversation. Not bad.
"It's nothing!"
"I'm not well-known in this business. It's normal to sit in a place like this!"
Song Yun shook his head. He really didn't care about this at all. Coming here today is actually just to give Zhao Weijun a face. Sitting in the corner, no one is looking for self-identification. This is a good thing.
Zhao Weijun looked at Song Yun seriously and found that there was no special expression on his face, so he simply stopped talking about this matter. It was true that he did not do it right, but it has already happened and there is no way to change it. Song Yun arranged for the most important places. If he did it this way, more people would be offended, so he would simply look for opportunities to make up for his mistakes in the future. Anyway, the favor owed to Song Yuan is already too big, not bad.
After Liao Ming finished the call, he looked at Song Yun with a strange expression.
"what happened?"
"Mr. Liao, what happened?"
Monk Song Yun couldn't figure it out during World War II, wondering why Liao Ming looked at him with such weird eyes.
"Are you really so good?"
Liao Ming called Zhu Deyuan just now and learned something about Song Yun. He couldn't believe what he heard.
"Hahaha!"
"Mr. Liao, I don't understand what you mean!"
Song Yun shook his head, Liao Ming's words had no beginning or end, and he didn't know what he wanted to say.
"That dead old man Zhu Deyuan just told me that you are very good at picking up leaks. Is there such a thing?"
Liao Ming looked directly at Song Yun, and his mind was full of the antiques that Song Yun had missed by Zhu Deyuan just now.
"Oh?"
"If you talk about picking up leaks, my luck is really good. I picked up a lot of good things during this time?"
Song Yun didn't conceal it, but directly admitted that since Liao Ming could call Zhu Deyuan directly, he must be an old friend, so he could naturally say that.
"Good luck?"
"If you miss this kind of thing, once or twice, it can be said to be luck. You have picked up a dozen or twenty antiques, and they are all good things. They can cost tens of millions or 100 million. How can anyone in the world have such a thing? Good luck?!"
Liao Ming couldn't help but yell when Song Yun admitted.
Song Yun rubbed his nose vigorously, smiled, and said nothing. This kind of thing can only be explained by luck, and he can't tell the other party that he has supernatural powers.
Liao Ming pointed to Song Yun and wanted to say something, but suddenly couldn't say it.
"Hahahaha!"
"Old man Liao, now you understand what I just said, isn't that polite?"
Zhao Weijun couldn't help laughing when he saw this.
Liao Ming glared at Zhao Weijun, but still didn't know what to say.
Zhao Weijun and Song Yun finished their greetings, chatted a few words, and left. He is the organizer of this event today. All kinds of people need to socialize, so it is impossible to stay here all the time.
"Mr. Liao, can you change the expression on your face?"
"Furthermore, I am not a big girl, you always stare at me, this is not a proper thing!"
Song Yun was a little helpless. Liao Ming glanced at himself from time to time after calling Zhu Deyuan. The expression on his face was difficult to describe, in short, it was very strange.
"Old man Zhu just said that you missed a big jar of Yuan Qinghua character stories?"
Liao Ming's eyes widened.
"There is such a thing!"
Song Yun could only nod his head.
"Besides, there is Dongzhu Chaozhu or something?"
Liao Ming then asked again.
"Yes, I didn't say that there is such a thing!"
Song Yun had no choice but to nod once again.
"Gosh!"
"What the is going on?"
"Why are you so lucky!?"
"Can you run into such good things?!"
Song Yun was speechless. Just now Liao Ming said that it was not luck, and now he attributed it to luck. I don't know where this logic came from.
"Hello there!"
"Can you help me identify this antique?!"
Song Yun was stunned for a moment. After sitting here for a long time, no one came. Suddenly there was such a sound, which was really overwhelming.
