My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 561 Time Antique Shop

"Miss, I want to ask, can't you return this painting to me?" Hanish was really reluctant!

"You were just telling me about the rules of the trade. You know the rules of the trade so well, and now you actually want to break them?" Jocelyn said.

"Yeah, you know the rules of the trade so well, how can you do that?." Charles could not help but taunt.

The others all looked at the painting with red eyes.

The pill-headed male boss cautiously said, "Miss, can you sell it to me with low price?"

Jocelyn, "No."

Charles, "Who do you think you are?"

He immediately dared not speak.

It's just that the admiration for Jocelyn in his heart is like a torrent of water stretching out.

In the next second, he went to Jocelyn, bowed, and looked at Jocelyn reverently and humbly begged, "Miss, can I worship you as a teacher? I see that you really know a lot about antiques. I'll ask you to be my teacher, okay?"

She genuinely felt quite awkward in the face of such a scene.

However, this was not the first time she had experienced such a scene, so it did not come as much of a surprise to her.

She just subconsciously took a step back, bent down, helped the man up, and said modestly, "This is not necessary. I'm actually nothing great, just a bit of luck. "

Immediately after that, Hanish also began to say, "And me, accept me as your student. Do not be modest, I think you are really much more greater than those of us who have been in the collection world for decades. Please teach us."

Two start arguing, think they should be more qualified to be Jocelyn's student.

While the two men were being cockfighters, Jocelyn calmly took her bodyguard and headed straight outside.

Charles looked at the two of them like fools before following in Jocelyn's footsteps.

Seeing that Jocelyn had left, Hanish immediately stood up and shouted, "Teacher, don't go."

However, Jocelyn didn't even turn her head back.

Out the door, Charles squeezed in front of Jocelyn and laughed, "These two are so funny."

Jocelyn thought of the image just now and couldn't help but laugh, "Charles, how much do you make a month when you work at the Age Antique Shop?"

Charles responded truthfully, "Well, it's about 10,000 a month."

Jocelyn, "How about I give you ten times the money and you come work for me?"

Hearing this amount, Charles was immediately impressed, "Really?"

Jocelyn, "Yeah, I will soon open an antique company, in the future, when I am not in the company, treasure appreciation work will be left to you, how about it?" Charles said without thinking, "Sure, when are you going to work?"

Jocelyn, "Probably in a month or two, my company has not yet opened, there will be a lot of preparatory work. After going well, it will take a month or two, by then I call you." Charles is a man with a unique vision and very solid expertise.

Most importantly, he seems to be relatively honest and straightforward.

So, Jocelyn is willing to use him. When the time comes for the antique company to open up, she will need a reliable right-hand man.

Even if today, without such a coincidence, she will go to him when the antique company is opened up.

Charles heavily nodded, "Okay, I will definitely go when the time comes, either you put the painting away first, or just sell it, it's not safe to hold it in your hand all the time." Charles added. "I will sell it." so that she has the money to start her antique company.

"Okay, I will take you to the front, there is a big antique shop up ahead that will take it and will pay a high price." Charles enthusiastically guided Jocelyn forward.

"Good." Jocelyn smiled and followed Charles all the way forward.

He and Jocelyn, one fat and the other slim, walk together in stark contrast.

The bodyguards, following close behind the pair, did not dare to slacken off in any way.

Following Charles' footsteps, Jocelyn made her way to a huge antique shop, Time Antiques, located at the innermost part of the antique market.

This shop is the largest in the whole market.

There are two floors in total, in the traditional style.

At this point, the shop's doors are wide open, and from the outside it is clear that the interior is filled with tall shelves of traditional burgundy antiques.

Each shelf is filled with an assortment of antiques.

After looking around for a moment, Jocelyn took the first step and went into the shop.

As soon as the shop entered, a large carved rosewood counter was set up, and in front of it, sat an old man with a gray hair and dressed in a dark red coarse Tang suit.

At this moment the old man is wearing old-fashioned glasses and holding a magnifying glass in his hand, surveying the blue and white porcelain vase in his hand. She recognised the old man immediately.

He is the one she met by chance when she was with Allie at the night market, the president of the Antique Association, Sean.

Just then, Sean slowly lifted his head.

When he saw Jocelyn, Sean stood up and walked to her, "It's you."

Jocelyn smiled faintly, "Yes, hello."

With that, she offered her hand towards him.

Sean took her hand, "You really impressed me. You really know a lot about antiques."

Jocelyn shook her head and responded modestly, "No, actually I only know bit, and it was just luck that day."

The corners of Sean's mouth curled up, "You are still quite modest. You can here to buy or sell?"

Jocelyn, "Sell."

With that, she reached out her hand towards the bodyguard behind her, who was holding a real Picasso. The bodyguard respectfully presented the real work with both hands.

Jocelyn handed it to Sean with both hands and said, "I have a real Picasso here, are you interested?" "Picasso?" Sean was stunned straight away when he heard that.