Meanwhile, Jiang Zhe had already spoken, "A modern imitation, not worth any money."
Both persons spoke in unison.
The answers given were entirely different.
The man's face changed.
Ding Xuexue could no longer sit still, "Jiang Zhe, aren't you being a bit excessive? You didn't even look at it and you're saying it's fake? Is that how you do appraisals? Do you think I'm easy to fool, or do you think this profession is easy to fool?"
The staff also felt that Jiang Zhe was being arrogantly talented, and it seemed somewhat frivolous.
They all murmured among themselves in low voices, the majority of them siding with Ding Xuexue.
Deng Hui didn't speak again, as he had already faintly realized that there were basically no mistakes in the items appraised by Jiang Zhe.
"He asked me to look at it," Jiang Zhe replied, indifferent and calm.
