"What? If you didn't touch it, my vase wouldn't have fallen!" the man argued.
"So what?" Gu Ning asked.
"This is a green-bean glaze vase from the Kangxi period. It's worth at least five hundred thousand yuan on the market! Since you're a young girl, five hundred thousand yuan would be enough."
Gu Ning sneered. The man was literally shameless.
"Well, I can compensate you, but your words aren't enough. So, I need to let an expert identify it. If it is truly worth five hundred thousand yuan, I'll pay you right away," Gu Ning said.
The man panicked a little. His tone softened. "Don't need to bother! It costs a lot to see the expert. I have a certificate of authenticity myself. It can prove this vase is real."
Saying this, then man pulled out his so-called certificate of authenticity. Gu Ning didn't believe it of course. "It's not a big deal. I'll pay the expert fee," she added.
