"A country bumpkin, how could he know how to appreciate treasures?" Susie, who had calmed down, thought about it, but finally she still didn't believe that Ye Fan really had such a skill, and said in a low voice.

After all, the economic base determines the superstructure. A person who is struggling on the line of food and clothing, how can he have the energy and money to buy other skill points, let alone this kind of money-burning antique appraisal.

Of course, only a layman like Susie would say this kind of thing, and a truly knowledgeable person like Gu Longen would never think that Ye Fan was just dumbfounded by luck just now.

Without super eyesight, it is absolutely impossible to see the suspicion of the blue and white porcelain just now.

Therefore, Gu Longen immediately became interested in talents, and after apologizing to Ye Fan, he invited Ye Fan to join their city's Antique Association.

"Mr. Xiao, you have such a vision at such a young age. I am afraid that you will shine in the collection field in the future."

"So, I now sincerely invite you to join our Yunzhou Antiques Association. You stay in the association for a few years and increase your qualifications. After three years, I will recommend you as the president to lead the entire Yunzhou antiques industry. "

"What we lack the most in the collection industry in Yunzhou now is young talents like you."

Gu Longen spoke enthusiastically, and Susie and the others were shocked when they heard it.

Let Ye Fan be the president of the association?

Could it be that this country bumpkin is really going to stand up this time?

Qiu Mucheng's beautiful eyes also widened. He...his husband, did he really meet a nobleman?

But when Han Shaojie and Yang He heard it, their eyes turned red.

"Ancient, no!"

"This brat was obviously a blind cat and a dead mouse just now, does he know how to judge a fart?"

"It's better to choose a pig than to let him be the president!"

"Besides, I don't think he even has the qualifications to become a member of the association."

"President Gu, you have to think twice!"

Yang He has been in the association for decades, and he is only a senior member now. Ye Fan is just a brat, what can he do to let him be the president?

Faced with Ye Fan's contemptuous words, Ye Fan was not angry, but just sneered: "Boss Yang is right, I, Ye Fan, am a rough person, and I really don't know anything about Jianbao."

"But no matter how unbearable I am, it's better than Boss Yang, who can't tell the truth from the fake, treats trash as treasure, and sells treasure as trash?"

Being humiliated by Ye Fan in public, Yang He's expression was obviously extremely ugly.

"Hmph, brat, you said I took the counterfeit as the real thing, and I also recognized it."

"It's because I'm not capable enough, so I made a mistake. I will make up for some losses of Young Master Shen in the future."

"But you, don't think that if you see something, we will think highly of you."

"You were just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse just now, and you just had shit luck."

Yang He said disdainfully, still full of contempt for Ye Fan. Especially Ye Fan's indifferent look at this time made Yang He angry even more.

"Why, you brat, do you really think of yourself as a treasure appraiser?"

"If you are really capable, then pick out another fake from the genuine ones in my shop."

"If you can't pick it out, then get out." JrNovels.com