Chapter 82


    "What did you say?"


    The woman with tight jeans frowned when she heard the receptionist''s words, and she was furious!


    "What the hell is this thing? Does it cost seven million dors?"


    Manny Lowe was shocked. She stared at the scattered pieces on the ground, and she realized that


    they seemed to be authentic blue and white porcin… this was priceless!


    "It was produced in the Ming Dynasty. This is an antique blue-and-white porcin from that specific


    era in China." The receptionist said calmly.


    "What nonsense? What blue-and-white porcin nonsense? Do you think we don''t understand


    such antiques? Do you want to extort money from us?" The woman with hot pants immediately


    screamed in anger.


    She felt insulted. This was such a shabby ce, it was like a cheap motel charging 100 dors per


    night. And they call this a hotel? It was not even as spacious and picturesque as a farmhouse. How


    could there be such a valuable thing on disy? “Why didn''t she say that it was worth seventy


    million dors instead?” She thought sarcastically.


    "Madam, please don''t make a scene. The ruckus will disrupt our valued guests'' stay." The


    receptionist frowned.


    "Valued guests? How can you have VIPs in such a horrible ce? You are so good at deceiving


    customers!" The woman with hot pants insulted the front deskdy.


    "Madam, please be respectful. We treat all of our guests as distinguished customers, including the


    three of you."


    The woman in hot pants sneered, "You think we''re important? I''ve never met anybody more


    arrogant than you!"


    The receptionist frowned and said, "The blue-and-white porcin vase made during the Ming


    Dynasty, and our boss shipped it here three years ago. Three years ago, he bought it for seven


    million dors."


    "Who would believe that it''s worth that much? Why don''t you say that its value is a hundred million


    dors? Do you want to bump us?" The woman with a pair of tight jeans also shouted.


    "I''ll give you a thousand. Charge it to my card. Hurry up!" The woman with the tight-fitting jeans


    once again forced the card into the front desk clerk''s hand impatiently.


    "Sorry, but the porcin vase that you broke amounts to seven million dors. If you don''t believe


    me, you can ask an expert to have it examined," the receptionist said.


    "Professionals? Have you bribed them? Perhaps you''ve both worked together to victimize others,


    haven''t you? Unfortunately, I''ve seen too many this trick. You can''t ckmail us with cash. If you


    continue to annoy me, I''ll call the police. Once the authorities arrive, I''d like to see how you can still


    pretend. " The woman with the tight-fitting jeans added in exasperation.


    "Yes! You may choose to call the police," challenged the receptionist.


    "Oh, so you''re asking for it, aren''t you? Well, I''ll call them over now and sue you for this wrongful


    and illegal trade! I''ll make the police close your business!"


    "Yes, let''s summon the authorities! This damned ce will receive a warning! Let''s see who will


    break down!"


    The woman with tight jeans took out her mobile phone, but Manny shook her head in a hurry. "No,


    don''t call the police first."


    "If we don''t call the police, they would continue to coerce others." The woman with tight-fitting jeans


    frowned.


    "No, it looks like actual blue and white porcin!" Manny said in a hurry.


    Her husband liked antiques and had a collection of decorative vases. She distinctly remembered


    her husband''s blue and white porcin bowl,monly used for eating, costing over 800,000


    dors. And that blue pattern was not as intricate as the broken vase here.


    "Manny, what did you say?" The woman with tight jeans frowned.


    "Manny, perhaps you got it all mixed-up. In this kind of cheap hotel, even if there are such porcin,


    it could easily be a knockoff. She could have quoted it as two or three thousand dors, but she


    indicated seven million. This is a freaking trap!" The woman with hot pants shook her head in


    disbelief.


    She still insisted that they were deceived. In this kind of mountain ditch, the whole house was built.


    She didn''t know if it cost a million. How could it be possible that a decoration vase cost seven


    million dors?


    Did they take them as fools?


    "No, my husband likes to collect antique Chinese ceramics. You should know that the blue patterns


    on his treasure are not as beautiful as this, and they look much worse. My husband bought it for


    870,000 dors five years ago..." Manny shook her head, and she was a little flustered.


    This kind of vase was very valuable and would only be more and more expensive. Three years ago,


    he bought seven million dors, and now it might be ten million dors.


    "It can''t be, can it?"


    The face of the woman with the tight jeans changed. She squatted down and looked at it. She


    picked up a piece and looked at it casually. It was very ordinary. It was just garbage. How could it be


    worth seven million dors?


    The woman with hot pants frowned. Manny was more knowledgeable than the two of them. She


    knew this. Was this thing really blue and white porcin?


    "It''s impossible. This ce is so cheap. How could it be so expensive?"


    "Manny, call your husband," the woman with tight jeans said.


    "Yes, Let’s ask him first." The woman with hot pants also said.


    "That''s great!"


    Manny quickly took out her mobile phone and called her husband.


    "Hello." A man''s voice came from the phone.


    "Honey, I have something to ask you."


    "Yes, go ahead," the man replied.


    "How much would a blue-and-white porcin vase made in the Ming Dynasty cost? You’re a fan of


    Chinese antiques so you’re the best person to ask!"


    "Did you spot one?"


    The man''s voice was surprised. "Where did you see it? Tell me, I''lle over now."


    "He sounds so excited..." The woman with tight jeans and the woman with hot pants looked at each


    other and had a bad feeling about this.


    "I... I''m just asking, how much would it be?" Manny was also in a panic.


    "It would be priceless. Three or four years ago, it cost hundreds of thousands of dors for authentic


    porcin bowls made in the Xuande year of the Ming Dynasty. How big is the vase?"


    "It’s asrge as a child..."


    "Ah, that''s very valuable. ording to the current market rate, it''s worth at least ten million dors.


    And they would be collected by some big shots who would keep them and never sells them. If you


    look at them carefully, if the color quality is good, and the value is higher..."


    The woman with the tight jeans was so shocked, that she almost fell to the ground. What? Ten


    million dors?


    Manny was also so frightened that her cell phone fell to the ground.


    "Hey, honey, what''s wrong with you? For such a valuable thing, watch carefully when you see it. It''s


    over if it''s broken... I’ve got to go, thepany is having a meeting..."


    The phone hung up.


    Manny was in disbelief!


    The woman in hot pants also copsed on the ground. How could this be possible?


    The woman with tight jeans stood firm and immediately said, "How can you prove that this is an


    authentic antique? This ce isn''t even worth one million!”


    The receptionist frowned and grew a little angry. "Please pay attention to your words! Our hotel is


    one of the mostfortable hotels within a hundred miles! You say that our hotel isn''t worth one


    million, but you have misunderstood! The floor you are standing on now is made from mahogany


    wood. The cost of one square meter is three thousand dors. There are six thousand square


    meters in total on the three floors of our hotel. All of them are paved with this floor, which means


    that the flooring costs eighteen million dors. And then there are the beds, the bathrooms, and the


    air conditioning,..."


    "Stop, stop..." Manny sat down on the ground and her face turned pale.


    "Manny, what''s wrong with you? She''s just bragging. The floor costs more than 10 million dors?


    Who would believe it?" The woman with a pair of tight jeans helped Manny up.


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    "Yes, Manny, don''t listen to her nonsense. How can there be such an expensive floor here in this


    dump?" The woman with hot pants also shook her head. She didn''t believe that the flooring could


    be so expensive.


    "Look..." Manny showed them her mobile phone. She had checked the hotel’s website and found


    that it was a six-star hotel!


    They nced at the page and copsed to the ground out of fear.


    "Ah, how is that possible? How could this ce be a six-star hotel?" The woman with the tight jeans


    was so scared that her face turned pale. She felt scared because she was the one who broke the


    vase!


    The three women sat on the ground, stunned and scared.


    So, was the antique vase real? Was it really worth seven million dors? Was it now ten million


    dors or more?


    "Our hotel is not rubbish. The room you''re staying in is the VIP room. It costs 66,000 dors a night,


    and there''s also..." the receptionist spoke in detail.


    The values of the items in the hotel snowballed as the receptionist exined further.


    The woman with the tight jeans was totally scared out of her wits. Seven million dors? How would


    she obtain the money? Although her husband owned a smallpany, he only earned a little more


    than a million dors a year. How could she afford seven million dors now? She would have to


    sell thepany, and even her house!


    When she thought of this, she suddenly burst into tears on the ground. She would never have so


    much money. What should she do?