"Damn it, where the hell does the auction house hire these so-called experts from? They're all a bunch of crook-eyed frauds who can't even recognize genuine pieces."
As soon as Chen Yiyang arrived at the restaurant, he heard a loud man complaining incessantly.
Chen Yiyang glanced over and noticed that at a table in the restaurant's corner, two dark-skinned middle-aged men were eating and chatting loudly.
Chen Yiyang simply sat down next to them and ordered a small stir-fry dish as he listened to their conversation.
Their chat was unguarded, but they weren't discussing anything illegal.
They were just complaining that they had a batch of antiques that they sent to auction houses, only to find that two major auction houses in the Imperial Capital had both appraised them as fake artifacts.
People around them were not particularly curious about their conversation.
