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Chapter 424: 【424】Warm Response_1
 

Ya Shuangxi watched the program for a while longer and suddenly felt bored.

He had worked in the media industry before and could tell at a glance that this program had the suspicion of advertising.

He always kept his distance from such programs.

Just as he was about to change the channel with the remote control, a sentence in the program suddenly caught his attention.

A sleazy-looking man was speaking to the camera with brazen confidence, “We, at Elegant Pavilion, guarantee to all our customers that every antique in our store is one hundred percent authentic. If you buy a fake, congratulations, you can get ten times the compensation…”

Ya Shuangxi’s eyes immediately lit up.

He had visited so many antique shops before, but had never come across one that dared to guarantee one hundred percent authenticity.

And now, Elegant Pavilion dared to make such a bold claim—were they false advertising, or did they actually have something to back it up?

He wasn’t clear on the specifics and hastily took out his phone to enter a WeChat group for antique enthusiasts.

Sure enough, the group was already abuzz with discussion.

“Did you just watch ‘Charm of Tradition’? Mao Anyi just interviewed an antique shop.”

“I’m watching it now. The antique shop is called Elegant Pavilion; how come I’ve never heard of it before?”

“This shop actually claims to guarantee one hundred percent authenticity? Why do I feel like they’re boasting too much?”

“I also think they’re talking too big. The waters of the antique business are too deep; even those masters make mistakes sometimes, and they dare to claim one hundred percent authenticity? That’s too far-fetched.”

“But they’ve appeared on television; they shouldn’t be deceiving people, right?”

“Pfft, as if there’s a shortage of fake advertisements on TV? Just wait until you buy a fake and go to them—then you’ll see them change their tune.”

“Regardless, I’m planning to go and take a look tomorrow. I have nothing better to do anyway, and there’s no loss in just looking.”

“Let’s go together. I’m curious to see how they can guarantee one hundred percent authenticity.”

“I actually hope to buy a few fakes, after all, with a tenfold compensation, if I could get a few counterfeits, that’d be a fortune.”

“Just worry that they will back out when the time comes.”

“They’d better not. Let’s all go together tomorrow. If they dare to cheat consumers, we’ll make a scene.”

“Yes, yes, yes, everyone go together…”

For a moment, the group chat was incredibly lively.

Everyone was half-doubtful, half-curious, and prepared to personally visit Elegant Pavilion the next day to see for themselves.

Ya Shuangxi naturally wouldn’t miss this opportunity and eagerly signed up to participate.

His heart was already looking forward to tomorrow.

…

Meanwhile, on the other side, within an antique shop.

Zhao Quande was the owner of an antique shop.

In Zhonghai, his shop could only be considered mid-range, the kind that doesn’t lose money but also doesn’t make much profit.

In Zhonghai, most antique shops were of this caliber.

At eight in the evening, he turned on the TV out of habit and switched to the Zhonghai channel.

Miss Mao had been hosting a program called “Charm of Tradition” recently, talking mainly about traditional culture.

Although in his view, these were all elementary knowledge with many mistakes and errors, he still watched with relish, waiting in front of the TV every Friday night for it to air.

Not for anything else, just to appreciate Mao Anyi’s stunning beauty.

Of course, occasionally it would cover topics he was less familiar with, which allowed him to broaden his horizons as well.

But today’s program was a bit different; as soon as it began, Mao Anyi began introducing antique knowledge with her fresh and elegant voice.

“Hmm? Is today’s episode about antiques?”

Zhao Quande’s eyes suddenly brightened.

This was his domain, and he was really curious to see what new tricks Miss. Mao could come up with.

“Hmm? Elegant Pavilion?”

When the signboard of Elegant Pavilion appeared on the program, Zhao Quande was momentarily stunned.

Having worked in this industry for so many years and being well-acquainted with the Zhonghai Antique Circle, when had there been an addition like this?

When the camera panned to the front of this antique store, he suddenly felt it was familiar. After thinking for a while with his head tilted, he finally remembered.

“Isn’t this Ya Garden? When did they change their name?”

He couldn’t help but mutter to himself, yet he felt somewhat disdainful.

This Ya Garden… oh no, now it should be called Elegant Pavilion, had actually managed to advertise on Mao Anyi’s program.

It seemed they had really invested a substantial amount this time.

He couldn’t even muster the interest to keep watching and was about to turn off the TV to continue researching the cricket cage he had just acquired.

At that moment, a man’s voice came from the TV.

“At Elegant Pavilion, we guarantee to all our customers that every antique in our store is one hundred percent genuine. If you buy a fake, congratulations, you can get ten times the compensation… ”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Quande couldn’t help but sneer, “Utter nonsense, such words are only useful in deceiving amateurs. With so many antique stores in the country, which one dares to make such a boast? One hundred percent genuine? You would be doing well to have fifty percent.”

His antique store was just like that, deliberately mixing in some fakes.

First, it was indeed a limitation of ability to weed out all the fakes.

Second, it was done purposefully.

After all, the profit from selling fakes was higher than from genuine pieces.

Moreover, according to the rules of the antique trade, once a deal is made, no returns are allowed.

If it weren’t for these fakes, his store probably wouldn’t have been open for so many years.

But now, out of the blue, an antique store was bragging that they could guarantee one hundred percent genuine items, which was simply a joke.

He immediately pulled out his cellphone and tapped into a WeChat group of fellow antique dealers.

“Did any of you watch TV just now? Elegant Pavilion is claiming they can guarantee one hundred percent genuine antiques, it’s absolutely hilarious.”

His message was barely sent when it immediately received several responses.

“I’m watching it too. They’re too arrogant. They’re slapping all of our faces!”

“Exactly, none of our antique stores dare assure customers they’ll always get genuine pieces, yet they’ve put up a sign claiming one hundred percent authenticity, making customers think we’re cheating them.”

“Hehe, whether you believe it or not, I don’t. One hundred percent genuine? That’s just cheating those who don’t know any better.”

“But they’re undermining all of our businesses; we can’t just let this slide.”

“Right, let’s all go to Elegant Pavilion tomorrow. It’d be best if we could find some fakes in their store and see what they have to say.”

“I agree, I can’t believe that with so many of us, we won’t be able to pick out a few fakes.”

“Hahaha, aren’t we being a little too mean? They just made a big claim, and we’re going to spoil their party.”

“Hmph, they’re allowed to do as they please, but we’re not allowed to react? Since when is that fair?”

“That’s right, let’s stain Elegant Pavilion’s reputation tomorrow…”