Chapter 341: Do Something Serious

"I'm sorry to ......" Bai Zhangting softened Shen Qiu's business card into a ball with disdain and threw it into the trash can at his feet.

"I only accept business cards from the National Teacher Rankings, Shen Qiu, you are still far behind, wait for you to be on the National Teacher List and then send me business cards!"

Shen Qiu disagreed, pointed to the business card in the trash can and said, "You will pick it up." ”

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Coming out of the Bai family's antique shop, Zhao Sihui grabbed Shen Qiu suspiciously: "Shen Qiu, are we just leaving the Bai family? Just let Bai Zhangting take my golden phoenix tail bracelet?"

"Don't worry, Officer Zhao, two days, Bai Zhangting will consciously return the golden phoenix tail to you in two days!

"What? Why? Why did Bai Zhangting give it back to me?"

"Yes, brother!" Pao Ye also asked curiously: "Don't sell it with us, there must be a reason why you dare to say that!"

Only Zuo Xiaoqing pursed his lips and smiled: "I think! Brother Shen must have caught you Bai Zhangting's handle!

Shen Qiu gave her a thumbs up: "It's still Xiaoqing ...... smart"

"Brother Shen, then what preparations do we have to make now?" Zuo Xiaoqing was also curious to know what kind of medicine was sold in Shen Qiu's gourd.

Shen Qiu pondered for a while and said, "Officer Zhao, you go back first to help us prepare, rent a farm truck, and let's go to White Duck Village in the northern suburbs in the evening!"

Hearing this, several people in Baiya Village couldn't help but shout: "Brother, let's be so dignified! Why are you going to Baiya Village in the northern suburbs? It's more than 100 kilometers away from Yanjing! Besides, the northern suburbs are not a thousand-year-old city, and there are no treasures or leaks to pick up in that place!"

"Pao Ye! This is a bad word!" Zuo Xiaoqing corrected in time: "Although the northern suburbs are not a thousand-year-old city, its area is directly south of Yanjing, especially Baiya Village, the central axis of that village and the Yanjing Forbidden City are in one direction, plus Baiya Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, although the height of the mountain is not high, but it is foggy all year round, surrounded by aura, and the mountains are like a group of dragons churning, so its feng shui orientation is particularly good, and the tombs of several emperors of the Ming Dynasty are selected there!"

"Although the tombs of the Ming Dynasty have been stolen almost, but it can not change the eternal legend of the feng shui dragon vein of Baiya Village, it is said that many big officials and rich people have chosen the tombs in Baiya Village, didn't it be broadcast on the news last year? Landslides washed out two tombs of wealthy merchants in the Qing Dynasty, so although there is no antique market in the northern suburbs, there are a lot of treasures lost in the tombs, with Brother Shen's treasure appreciation strength, we will definitely have a harvest when we go to the northern suburbs!"

"Not bad, not bad!" Shen Qiu nodded in approval of Zuo Xiaoqing's analysis, since this girl entered the antique industry, her progress has been by leaps and bounds, especially the historical allusions she has mastered are no less than herself.

"Xiaoqing, what you said is indeed good, but there is one thing you guessed wrong, the focus of our trip to White Duck Village is not to pick up leaks and hunt for treasures, but to eat the most famous Red Duck hot pot!"

“......”

"I said, brother, what kind of play are you singing? If you want to eat hot pot, isn't there a ready-made Yanjing? Why do you have to go to White Duck Village to eat?"

"Brother Shen, does this matter have anything to do with Bai Zhangting, or does it have something to do with Miss Zhao?"

"Heaven must not be divulged. ”

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In the morning, he was still in the Baijia Antique City, and in the afternoon, Zuo Xiaoqing took Shen Qiu to see the transfer of the antique shop.

This is a shop called "Haibao Antique Shop", and the plaque on the top of the head is simple, using only a neon sign made of a display screen, which is far from the specially customized antique sign of the big store.

The location of the Haibao antique shop is not in the antique market, and it is separated by two streets from the glassworks antique market, which is the kind with a particularly poor flow of people.

There is only one façade of the antique shop, but the depth of the store is slightly more, in short, this antique shop is a small shop, whether it is in Yanjing or Jiangcheng, it is an insignificant existence.

The owner of the antique shop is surnamed Zhou, with a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes, and a standard traitor's head, which looks like a traitor on TV.

Although the antique industry does not pay attention to appearance, the appearance of Boss Zhou is really intimidating, and his image can scare customers from entering the door when he stands at the door.

"Hello, little girl, here and here!" Boss Zhou recognized Zuo Xiaoqing, and only Zuo Xiaoqing had seen his antique shop in the past month, and when he saw that Zuo Xiaoqing was still bringing people, he hurriedly waved to Shen Qiu and the others.

"Hello Boss Zhou! This is our boss Shen Qiu...... Come and see your antique shop today!" Zuo Xiaoqing nodded politely, and introduced Shen Qiu by the way.

The two sides exchanged politeness, Shen Qiu took a heavy look at the situation of this antique shop, and the first thing he felt was one word, small!

Not only is the façade small, but the antique goods displayed inside are also pitiful, Shen Qiu took a general look at the goods on the shelves, all of them are rough imitations, and they have nothing to do with antiques at all, and the slightly more valuable ones are a few things in his counter.

It can only be said that the situation is slightly better, basically some old things from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, and they are no different from the goods on the antique stalls outside.

It can be seen from the furnishings of this antique shop that the goods in the store can't be put on the table, and there are only antique idiots who deceive and don't understand the market.

Shen Qiu had heard Zuo Xiaoqing say before that all the antique shops, that is, this Haibao antique shop, had the lowest transfer fee, and there was still two years of rent, and the owner of the store took all the things in the store away, and he needed to pay a transfer fee of 200,000 yuan.

This fee is not cheap, but it is affordable compared to other stores that are often hundreds of thousands or millions.

"Boss Zhou, I have mentioned the situation of your family to Brother Shen, I came today to take Brother Shen to see the façade of your house, if you can! You can sign the contract today!" Zuo Xiaoqing reminded Boss Zhou.

"Good, good...... The little girl is really fast-talking, I can't hide it, someone came to see the store this morning, and the other party was going to sign the contract on the spot, but I promised the little girl, wait for your response, be honest!

Zuo Xiaoqing smiled and bowed to Boss Zhou: "Then thank you Boss Zhou, the money is ready, and we can sign the contract anytime and anywhere......"

"Yes, you can! Sign the contract, I'll prepare it now......" Boss Zhou said with a smile on his face: "It's 380,000 in total, I'll draft a specific contract right away!"

"Wait!" Zuo Xiaoqing suddenly shouted: "Isn't that right? Boss Zhou? Didn't we say it in advance? The transfer fee of 200,000 yuan became 380,000 yuan?"

Zuo Xiaoqing didn't understand, but Shen Qiu understood it.

The most fearful thing about doing business is that others can see through their minds, Xiaoqing, this girl is too simple, every word and deed is seen by the boss this week, the other party expected that they would eat this store, so the price soared up directly, what morning someone signed a contract is just a rhetoric.

"Little girl...... I'm not wrong! 200,000 is indeed 200,000, and the other 180,000 is the inventory in my store, and I'm going to change my career to the catering industry, can't I take these broken jars and tiles to open a restaurant to cook?"

Zuo Xiaoqing frowned and said eagerly: "Boss Zhou, you didn't say that the day before yesterday, you said that you would deal with these inventory antiques, and we only need to pay a transfer fee of 200,000 yuan!"

"Boss Shen, little girl, I did say that, but the market of this shop is the same as an antique! The market changes day by day! Isn't it that no one has taken a fancy to my store before! Isn't there an extra competitor in the morning? People are not only willing to pay transfer fees, but also willing to help me deal with the inventory! Hehe!"

The cannon master lost his temper and slapped the boss's counter with a stick: "You are a boss of Zhou Papi, right? You are just sitting on the ground and starting the price! You are obviously bullying us outsiders!