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The typhoon just passed, the wind stopped blowing late at night, but the light rain kept falling. Professor Liu was sitting at the desk wearing a thick coat, but still felt a little chill, put down the thick books and got up and closed the windows. Just about to sit back on the chair, the phone in the room rang “ding” and seemed so sudden and harsh in the quiet night.
“Hey, are you Professor Liu?” The other party was a man, and his voice was a little excited, “Professor Liu, do you remember me? My name is Meng Cheng. You came to Changsha last year. Hosting the Appreciation Program, we met.”
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“Meng Cheng?” Professor Liu hesitated, thinking of a short middle-aged man in his mind. The appearance of the man, “Hello, what do you want?” Professor Liu didn’t like Meng Cheng. He was very rude to the experts at that time, so his voice was not very polite.
“That’s it, Professor Liu,” Meng Cheng smiled awkwardly on the phone, “Actually, I’m an antique dealer, and I have seen many treasure appraisers for so many years. , You are the only one who convinced me. At the Appreciation Conference last year, the Song Dynasty blue and white porcelain I took was indeed a counterfeit. At that time, only you could see through so many judges, and other judges could not distinguish it. The level of simulation is too high. I can’t admit it verbally because I want to do business, but I’ve already admired it in my heart. Professor Liu, I believe that you are the first person who deserves to be the most worthy Chinese archaeological appraiser. You call for advice.”
“Oh.” Professor Liu felt a little more comfortable. After thinking about it, I would like to ask: “Is there anything I can help you?”