After I became a poor little girl from a wealthy family, I held a cool script in my hand

Chapter 330
Even if it is true, it is nothing more than a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.

Not worth mentioning at all.

Lamar listened with relish, and when he heard those old men say that, his face darkened slightly, "She is right, not wrong."

The old men immediately became upset, "What do you, a young foreigner, know? We have been looking at antiques here for many years, are we still you, a foreigner, who know?"

Lamar was speechless, "I don't know, do you know CARL?"

Those old men were stunned, "..."

For a long time, someone asked weakly, "Is it the Jianbao company in the UK?"

Lamar nodded, "Yes, you still have a good eye, I am the vice president of the Jianbao company, and now I have come out to do it alone.

I am indeed not as old as you, but I have eaten more antiques than you have eaten rice.You are not qualified to compare antiques with me.understood? "

……

the other side.

Angel received a call from Yin Zi.

"Junior Sister, Master told me that Brother Lamar came to China to find an appraiser with the same surname as An. I heard that the person's ability is top-notch, and he often likes to find very cost-effective antiques in ghost markets.

You really want to find the appraiser before Lamar finds her. "

Angel frowned, "An appraiser surnamed An? Male or female?"

Yinzi was at a loss, "I don't know much about this. The only thing I know is that the appraiser's surname is An, which happens to have the same surname as yours. Is there anyone in your family who knows a lot about appraising antiques?"

Angel immediately thought of An Zixuan, but soon, she put An Zixuan aside in her mind.

That woman is just a bumpkin from the countryside, how can she appreciate antiques.

After hanging up the phone, Angel asked Shadow to ask for Lamar's hotel, planning to go there to make friends with him.

Turns out when we got to the hotel, Lamar wasn't there.

……

Wei house.

A friend of Mr. Wei stood there holding a big bag and a small bag, and stood at the door eagerly waiting for Mr. Wei.

The butler was helpless, and walked over to persuade him several times.

"Director Ma, why don't you sit down first! Don't worry."

Director Ma shook his head, holding the things in his hands and dared not let go for a moment, "No, I'll stand still! By the way, when will Mr. Wei come?"

Director Ma recently helped the country find a batch of antiques, but here comes the problem. Most of these cultural relics associations say they are fake, but Director Ma thinks that those identified as fake are more likely to be real.

Several appraisers who know antiques in China can't tell whether it is true or false, some say it is true, and some say it is false.

There are all kinds of mess.

He also heard that Mr. Wei recently met a big shot, and heard that the internationally renowned treasure appraisal association, CARL, was the vice president.

He had just come to see Lamar himself.

Right now, after waiting for about two hours, I saw three people coming.

The tall, unshaven foreigner in the lead was Lamar, and Director Ma went over immediately, "Mr. Lamar, you came just in time, I have something to trouble you."

Lamar glanced at the calligraphy and paintings in Director Ma's hand, "Want to taste?"

Director Ma nodded, "Yes..."

Lamar handed the item to An Zixuan directly, "Come on. Let's see if it's real or not."

An Ziyu didn't move, "It's not in vain."

Old Wei laughed and couldn't help teasing, "Ziyu, do you know who this foreigner is?"

An Ziyu was very calm, "No one is in vain."

Lamar raised his eyebrows, "How much do you want?"

(End of this chapter)