Huang Zhixin has been listening to the dialogue between Jin Deman, Tang Xin and Huang Jianjian with his ears pricked up, and the look of surprise and wonder on his face has become stronger and stronger: Tang Xin, this kid, what kind of shit luck has he hit? I haven't seen him for a few days, and suddenly he is so rich, and he has to partner with one of the top bosses in the antique street to open a store, what is going on?

While he was surprised and wondering, he faintly regretted it in his heart: I knew that this kid had millions of yuan and Huang Jianjian was behind him, so why did he bother to break up his relationship with his daughter? As long as he became his son-in-law, why worry about the millions of yuan in debt?

Jin Deman was in a completely different state of mind at this time, looking at Tang Xin with a smile, and after he hung up the phone, he immediately brought him a cup of tea, and said in a flattering tone: "Old nephew, let's go to the inner room now and discuss the transfer price specifically, how about it?"

Huang Zhixin didn't wait for Tang Xin to answer, and said to Jin Deman with a blue face: "Lao Jin, I have to remind you: you promised to transfer the store to Dai Xiaojun in the morning, and the price was almost negotiated." If you transfer the store to someone else at the same price, not only is it not in accordance with the rules, but Dai Xiaojun will not give up. ”

Jin Deman nodded and said, "I know this, I don't want you to remind me." ”

Then, he grabbed Tang Xin's hand and said in a pleading tone: "Old nephew, you are now buying this store with Mr. Huang." Huang is always a wealthy man, and he is generous, and he usually donates millions of yuan to disaster areas or poor areas. Now he has carte blanche to entrust you to negotiate the purchase of 'Dexin Zhai', please allow me a little bit in terms of price for the sake of our uncle and nephew who have been friends for many years, okay?"

Tang Xin smiled and said: "Uncle Jin, what you mean by your words, do you want me to partner with you to pit Mr. Huang?

Jin Deman rubbed his palms awkwardly, sneered and said, "Old nephew, you misunderstood what I meant. I don't want you to partner with me to pit Mr. Huang's money, I just want to raise a little more money on the basis of other people's bids, so that I can raise more money to pay off my debts. To put it bluntly, in fact, I just want to ask you and Mr. Huang to be kind, and give me an extra few hundred thousand or a million yuan to support me! Besides, if your price is higher, I can explain to Dai Xiaojun, right?"

Tang Xin asked: "How much does Dai Xiaojun bid for you?" Please tell you the truth, otherwise I will not be able to agree to your request just now." ”

Jin Deman glanced at Huang Zhixin, hesitated for a moment, and replied: "He bid 5.5 million yuan, and promised to intercede with Li Tao to waive my interest of about 800,000 yuan for a few months." In this way, his price is about 6.3 million yuan. ”

Huang Zhixin glared at Jin Deman angrily, and said: "Lao Jin, you still don't follow the rules? Tang Xin and Dai Xiaojun both want to buy your shop, they are now competitors, how can you casually tell Tang Xin about Dai Xiaojun's bid? Doesn't this make it clear that you want to squeeze Dai Xiaojun out? I think you are crazy about money, and Dai Xiaojun will make trouble for you when the time comes, I will see how you will end!"

Jin Deman's face was flushed when he reprimanded him, and he said angrily: "Lao Huang, I'm selling my own shop, and it's not your turn to teach you a lesson." As for the rules of business, I would like to remind you: I am talking to Xiao Tang about the transfer of business now, and you are an outsider talking nonsense, is this in line with the rules? If you really want to talk about the rules, when we are trading, you should consciously avoid going back and forth, right?"

Huang Zhixin was so angry that he trembled, but he couldn't refute Jin Deman's words, so he had to swallow a mouthful of saliva, endure his anger, turn around and go back to Gu Xinzhai angrily.

Tang Xin watched Huang Zhixin leave and asked Jin Deman: "Uncle Jin, you just said that you want me to add a little more money on the basis of other people's bids, what is the concept of 'adding a little more'?

Jin Deman thought for a while and said, "Old nephew, I won't tell you: I owe about 7.5 million yuan in debt now, and the reason why I sell this shop is to pay off the debt, and then go back to my hometown to do some small business casually, and no longer mix in the antique industry." My requirements are not high, that is, after the transfer of the store, all debts will be paid, and it is best to have four or five hundred thousand yuan left as the capital for me to go home and start a small business. ”

"So, you're trying to sell for eight million dollars, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's what I thought. ”

Tang Xin nodded and said, "Your idea is also reasonable, I understand." Well, I'll take a look at the stock in your store and negotiate the price after reading it, okay?"

Jin Deman smiled and said very tactfully: "Old nephew, several groups of people have come to see these goods in my store. Those people were all experts, and after reading them, they all gave an estimate, which was roughly between six million and seven million. This price, I think, is relatively fair. If you must see the valuation, I suggest you wait for Mr. Huang to come back. After all, he has been in the antique shop for many years, and his experience and vision are very old, so he may be a little more accurate. ”

Tang Xin knew the implication of his words, that is, he didn't believe that he could value these collections, so he smiled and said: "Uncle Jin, I know that you are worried that I won't look at the goods, so you will arbitrarily value these goods, and then deliberately lower the transfer price. Please rest assured, as long as your collection is worth the money, I will never put you at a higher price, and maybe I will give you an unexpected surprise!"

Jin Deman was helpless, so he had to point to the shelves and say, "Then ask the old nephew to inspect it!"

Tang Xin first walked to the shelves containing porcelain, held more than ten pieces of porcelain placed on the top two floors in his hands, observed and rubbed them, and judged their authenticity one by one through the information images printed in his mind, and found that less than half of the genuine products in them were all very ordinary and common ancient porcelain, and the value was not high.

In the end, his gaze fell on the "Ming Chenghua Doucai Coats Cup" on the bottom layer.

This cup may have been stored at the bottom layer and has not been cared for for many years, so the glaze is covered with a thin layer of ash, which almost obscures the bucket color pattern on it.

Tang Xin bent down and was about to get the "Doucai Coats Cup", Jin Deman smiled on the side: "Old nephew, don't go to see that cup, it is a fake I bought for 50,000 yuan a few years ago, and it is worthless." ”

Tang Xin asked in surprise: "You knew that this was a fake, and you bought it for 50,000 yuan?"

Jin Deman smiled bitterly and said: "I bought it from a friend, but in fact, it is not a purchase, it can be regarded as a subsidy of 50,000 yuan! You know that a few years ago I still had a little money, and 50,000 yuan is nothing, so I should think that I am solving my friend's problems." In fact, there is a story about this 'Doucai Coats Cup', I don't know if you have heard it?"

Tang Xin asked with interest: "What story?" I really think I've never heard anyone tell it. ”