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Chapter 199 Fake Perot

How could such a reckless person be invited to the Appreciation Society? Su Zizeng also frowned.

After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Su Zizeng was even more surprised, "This person really looks like Perot." Indeed, the visitor was almost in the same mold as Perot, but Perot's The facial features were carved from an exquisite angle, while the person who came was like a craftsman who was rushing to work and made it randomly.

This is a 23-year-old young man, dressed in a GAS playboy outfit, with long light golden hair, and his eyes are arrogantly staring at the people in the room. box.

"Damn it, I really don't understand what these Japanese people have stuffed into their heads. What kind of appreciation party should this Viscount come to such a suffocating place?" The narrow Japanese-style housing is even narrower.

Most of the people in the field didn't respond to the young man's words.If those Japanese connoisseurs understood what he said, they would probably drive him out immediately. Japan is no better than people from country Z. In the island country's thinking, native talents should be treated most favorably. As for other foreigners, they can only be regarded as such people .

The reason no one spoke up to reprimand the rude foreigner was because the young man spoke French.Even the female foreign student next to Su Zizeng didn't respond much.This time, only Su Zizeng understood it.

"Where are people?" The young man slapped the exquisitely crafted sliding door, and the paper-pasted door panel was pulled sideways by him.From the corridor outside, a Japanese interpreter hurried over. He wiped his sweat and kept accompanying Li. It seemed that this person was the same as himself. up.

The young man sat in boldly, and regardless of the protests of the people next to him, he stretched out his long legs and swept away a vacant seat.The translator next to him explained that the person was a viscount from France, and he came here to participate in the appreciation meeting today.

The so-called people don't fight with officials, even though this viscount is a foreign official who has nothing to do with the Japanese government, Japanese collectors who don't like to make trouble didn't give birth to protest again, but talked about it separately.

The former secretary-general of the official cabinet began to explain the main content of today's appreciation meeting. From the translation of the female foreign students, Su Zizeng knew that the original appreciation meeting did not directly bring in appreciation items for safety reasons, but provided a name It is a booklet of appreciation pictures, on which the appreciation items waiting for evaluation are arranged in no order.

This kind of non-governmental exchange appreciation meeting is very casual, but the participants are not casual at all. Without the recommendation of the museum curator, Su Zizeng would not have had the opportunity to participate.

When the Secretary-General was explaining, those connoisseurs all took a brochure with a silk red cover from the tea girl waiting on the side.The appreciation paper made of tie-dye and paper, when opened, has a smell of dried ink.

The young man sitting at the front didn't even look at the brochure, complaining: "When will it start? I don't have time to listen to this group of people. I just underestimate the price of my things. I don't want to stay here for a moment." Here." His critical eyes shuttled among the tightly wrapped tea girls and the expressionless connoisseurs, and finally landed on Su Zizeng's position.

Su Zi once pretended not to see him, discussing in a low voice with the female student, and left him a dark head.The French viscount looked away boredly. He is a flirtatious person. He will listen to his father's words and go to the Japanese countryside. Can't even get excited about playing.

"Tell them that my things are very valuable, and they must be the most expensive, so you should be the first to appreciate them," the French young man rubbed his nose impatiently.

He just looks a bit like Perot. Su Zi had secretly observed his words and deeds. He didn't have the cultivation and bearing of Perot at all, and he was probably one or two years younger than Perot. Judging from his previous behavior, He should be a pampered rich man.Somewhat similar to himself back then, Su Zizeng watched from the sidelines at this moment, and felt a little ashamed thinking that she had been so reckless in front of everyone.

The Japanese translator was forced by a generous salary, so he could only express the young man's meaning in a tactful way.Of course, he was very skillful when he spoke, but he just said that the young man had traveled a long distance to Arashiyama and needed to catch the next flight.

After all, the Japanese understand the Japanese. Although the connoisseurs did not like this arrogant and rude young man, they heard that the other party had to catch a plane, and the Japanese with a good sense of time still made an exception.

The French young people felt a little excited when they met the gathering sight.He just likes to be looked at with reverence.

Everyone can see that the tungsten-iron box in the hands of the young people is not an ordinary item. Just looking at the appearance, it is comparable to the black box used by civil aircraft or military.

When opening the box, the young man's expression became more serious. The treasures he collected over half a month were about to be valued.In order not to cause a stir, he gave up going back to Europe to find a professional appraisal agency, and instead hid in Japan to find these unofficial people, just to let as few people as possible find out that this rare treasure fell into the hands of their Olsen family.

After the lock of the box was opened, there was still a small box inside.This small black box looks like a Russian nesting doll. After opening five floors, I saw a boxy jewelry box inside.

Su Zizeng's eyes froze instantly, followed by a roar in her head, the jewelry box made of black velvet.At the last moment of her life, the jewelry box lying on her dresser.

Everyone held their breath, and the legs of several connoisseurs who sat cross-legged began to loosen. All of them had long necks, trying to see what kind of treasure was inside.

"Huang Zhilian," Su Zizeng put her hands flat on the tatami, and she felt a layer of sweat in her palms.

The jewelry box was slowly opened, and with a "click", everyone froze.

Viscount Orleans, the son of the Olsen family, looked around triumphantly. Sure enough, when Huang Zhilian appeared on the stage, he shocked the audience.

Among all of them, the one with the weirdest expression was a girl sitting in the corner. Her eyes were a little absent-minded, but they carried a mysterious beauty unique to oriental people.

Orleans touched his chin, thinking that he would go over to strike up a conversation later.

(End of this chapter)