C12 It Wasn't Worth Much

Jiang Lee picked up the tea leaves on the table and opened it to sniff, "Since there is no one with good taste in the Jiang family. . . " She looked at old madame and smiled. "Then throw it away. "

She poured out the tea leaves from the can and poured them into the trash can.

Jiang Wan softly called out: "second sister, what are you doing?"

The surrounding guests were also shocked. They did not think that Jiang Lee would do such a thing.

Jiang Lee, however, did not care. She was not the Jiang Lee from fourteen years ago, and she did not need to swallow her anger in front of the Jiang family.

It was only two million, and she treated it as feeding the dog.

Old madame frowned and slammed her palm on the sofa, "Impudent!"

Everyone was shocked. Jiang Juncheng's face turned pale. What was Jiang Lee trying to do? If she offended old madame, no one would have a good ending.

Even though he had invested in Director Wu's side, the Jiang Yi still belonged to the Jiang family. As long as old madame said something, he would get nothing.

He quickly came over and stopped Jiang Lee. "What are you doing? Jiang Lee, do you still have me as your father in your eyes?!"

Jiang Lee shook his hand off. "What do you think? When did you have me as your daughter in your eyes?"

If she did not do this, he was afraid that he would not stand out.

When the Jiang family bullied her, he would always pretend that he didn't see them. But once she resisted, he would immediately stand up for her.

It was like this 14 years ago. And now, it was the same.

She continued to pour the tea leaves into the trash can in front of old madame.

She had drunk tea for her entire life. With one look, she could tell the quality of the tea. She did not believe that old madame did not see through it, but in the eyes of the Jiang family, what was she?

She also wanted to let them know that in her eyes, the Jiang family was nothing!

Jiang Junjie was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped.

"That's your grandmother!"

Jiang Juncheng was strong, and Jiang Lee was unprepared. She was slapped and took a step back.

She did not even raise her hand and looked at the man in front of her. "Jiang Juncheng, are you qualified to hit me?"

Jiang Juncheng raised his hand but was stopped by Jiang Lee in the air. "I won't argue with you just now. Try touching me again!"

Facing her gaze, Jiang Juncheng was almost shocked. He had never seen Jiang Lee like this, cold and indifferent. Only then did he suddenly realize. . . This was no longer the timid little girl from fourteen years ago.

She was completely different from her mother.

They were in a stalemate when someone beside them opened his mouth: "This. . . This tea leaf. . . "

The person who opened his mouth was an old man in his sixties. He picked up the last pot of tea on the table, sniffed it, and took it out to take a closer look.

Everyone's gaze gathered over. The old man became excited, "This is a good tea. It's a good quality Tie Guanyin. "

As soon as he said this, The hall suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Juncheng was stunned and looked at Jiang Lee in disbelief. Jiang Lee sneered and let go of him.

Someone at the side opened his mouth. "Elder Liu, did you see wrongly?"

Elder Liu shook his head and said, "It can't be wrong. I drank this tea for so many years. Although I'm not sure if this is the item from the auction, this Tie Guanyin is definitely the best. "

Elder Liu was a straightforward person. It turned out that he was a professor. He was also a famous tea fan in the circle. He was excited when he saw good tea.

Regarding the taste of tea, his words were more persuasive than the Jiang family's old madame.

"How could it be!"

Jiang Wan clearly did not believe it but she quickly suppressed her emotions and looked at Elder Liu, "Are you sure?"

Elder Liu did not answer and only shook his head. "What a pity. Sigh, what a pity. "

Old madame's cold face did not say anything. No one dared to speak either.

Jiang Wan supported old madame and could not say a word.

At this time, Han Yuming smiled and said, "Good tea also has its quality. Our Han family does not have anything else. But old masters are also good for drinking a mouthful of tea. Grandma, what tea do you want to drink? I'll get someone to bring it over tomorrow. "

He sat down on the sofa and looked up at Jiang Lee, "I heard that Jiang Yi recently received an investment. It seems like second sister has played a big role. "

Although his words were not explicitly stated, those who should have understood the recent rumors immediately understood.

It was said that the investment was given to them by Director Wu.

No wonder Director Wu sent someone to give them gifts. She was afraid that she didn't pay for the tea leaves today.

Jiang Wan also reacted. No wonder. She felt that Jiang Lee did not seem like she could take out two million.

Those people started discussing again.

In the hall. There was no lack of people who wanted to curry favor with the Han family. They echoed, "Of course Young Master Han doesn't care about these things. I heard that the antique vase Young Master Han prepared for old madame is worth more than a million!"

"Over a million. I'm afraid it's worth more than Director Wu's congratulatory gift. "

Jiang Wan's expression returned to normal and she spoke to the wives. Although her tone was light, there was a hint of complacency in her smile.

At this moment, a maid ran in from outside and whispered something into the butler's ear.

The butler's expression changed. He suddenly raised his voice, "What? Who did it?"

Everyone looked over and old madame also opened her mouth to ask, "What is it?"

The servant's face turned pale. The butler wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he still opened his mouth. "The pair of bottles that Eldest Miss sent over was broken by those people with rough hands and thick feet. "

Jiang Wan stood up, "Didn't I tell you to be careful?"

The maids lowered their heads in fear, and the butler did not dare to answer.

After a while, old madame opened her mouth. "Bring it in. Let me take a look. "

The maid quickly ran down and took the bottle up. The bottle was still good, but there was a crack on the top of the bottle.

The culprit also followed in. She was so scared that she almost knelt on the ground.

She heard that the bottle was worth more than a million. Even if she sold it, she wouldn't be able to afford it!

Old madame also felt heartache. It was still more than a million. Furthermore, the things that the Han family sent over were also the Han family's face.

She quickly looked towards Elder Liu.

Elder Liu was a professor. He studied these antiques.

Old madame did not bother with what happened just now. She only called him Elder Liu. "Take a look. Is there any room for repair?"

Elder Liu carried a magnifying glass with him and came over to take a closer look. He slowly knitted his brows, "Repair can be repaired, but I don't think it is necessary. "

Everyone looked over. Han Yuming asked, "What do you mean?"

Elder Liu said in detail, "This bottle is considered an antique. It's made in the Song Dynasty, but it's not considered a treasure. If I'm not wrong, this bottle should be a pair. When put together, it's worth about two to three hundred thousand. But just one. . . "

He shook his head.

Ye Ruxin took his words, "Two to three hundred thousand?" She seemed to have heard a joke, but her eyes suddenly lit up, "Elder Liu, you have to look carefully. I heard that this bottle is worth more than a million!"

Her gaze slanted towards Jiang Wan. Jiang Wan's face turned green as she went to support old madame, "Grandma, I. . . "

Old madame's gaze swept across her face and she tightly pursed her lips.

Elder Liu shook his head, "There is no need to repair it. If old madame does not trust me, you can ask elsewhere. " Elder Liu was very confident in his professionalism.

Although he was not as good as the Han family, he did not want to flatter anyone.

Old madame knew Elder Liu's temper and also knew his character.

But Jiang Wan was the granddaughter that she valued the most. . .

The surrounding people were whispering to each other, but because of the Han Family's face, no one dared to point fingers this time. Han Yuming's face was ashen as he looked at Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan also panicked and pulled old madame. She could not say a word.