Chapter 9: Bookworm, Wang Zepan!
A set of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", which is infinitely close to the perfect ten products, in the eyes of those who like it, can no longer be priced by ordinary market prices.
Jiang Xiwei also did not plan to buy this set of books at the normal market price.
"One price, eighty thousand. ”
As soon as Jiang Xiwei's words came out, Chu Nan's face was slightly stunned, and he was a little confused: "Eight... Eighty thousand?"
The expected price in Chu Nan's heart is 50,000 yuan, so that the two books together are just 100,000 yuan, and the 100,000 yuan of dowry money and interest owed to Liu Dazhui is enough.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiwei gave a price of 80,000 yuan, which made him a little unsure of how to respond for a while.
Chu Nan's stunned expression was in Jiang Xiyu's eyes, but it was regarded as hesitation and hesitation about the price.
"Eighty-eight, it can't be more, it's decided. ”
Jiang Xiwei hugged the set of books tightly in his arms as he spoke, and at the same time stretched out his hand and struck at Chu Nan's chest, he only felt that his arms were warm, and he lowered his head, just seeing Jiang Xiwei's hand reaching into his arms.
"Give me my phone. ”
When Chu Nan came back to his senses, Jiang Xiwei had already taken his mobile phone out of the pocket of his clothes, and quickly opened WeChat to scan and add him.
"Eighty-eight, deal. ”
Jiang Xiwei said, the mobile phone was returned to Chu Nan, and when he took the mobile phone, he also received a transfer message in WeChat.
Three thousand water transfer to you 88,000 yuan.
Chu Nan subconsciously clicked to receive the transfer, and then looked at the extra 88,000 yuan in his WeChat account, and his mind was still a little dizzy.
"Eighty-eight thousand dollars, so easy to earn?"
Chu Nanshi is an authentic rural baby, let alone 80,000 yuan, 8,000 yuan is a huge amount of money for him.
"Chu Nan, if you still have it in the future, you must find me first, and I will give you an absolutely value-for-money price. ”
Jiang Xiwei got the collection of books that he had been dreaming of, and he was very happy.
Wu Lao also nodded with a smile on the side: "In the words of you young people, the price of eighty-eight thousand should be the price of a true love fan." ”
"I do. ”
Chu Nan's reflex arc was a little long, so he took Jiang Xiyu's words.
"What? and where is it?"
When Jiang Xiwei heard this, he immediately stared at Chu Nan's chest, and the salivation in his eyes really made him feel a little furious.
When she first touched the phone, she seemed to feel the strong chest muscles, but she didn't feel the existence of a book.
Chu Nan didn't dare to sell Guan Zi anymore, so he directly took out another copy of "Tiger Thief Fu" from the other side, and then put it in front of Jiang Xiyu.
As soon as this set of books was taken out, Wu Lao took the lead in showing surprise, he didn't open the vacuum plastic package again this time, but just carefully observed it through the transparent plastic.
"This is Bai Dongzhou's version of "Tiger Thief", the first edition of Xuan paper printing in five or five years, genuine, and in good condition, it should be at least on par with "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" in your arms......"
"One price, eighty-eight thousand!"
Jiang Xiwei was a little impatient to take the book from Wu Lao's hand half borrowed and half snatched, and then regardless of Chu Nantong's disagreement, he directly transferred the money.
Chu Nan looked at the transfer information on the mobile phone screen, as if he was drunk, and he was even more dizzy.
It wasn't until he withdrew the money into his bank card, opened the mobile banking and looked at the account balance, that he had an unreal feeling in his mind.
Liu Dazhui's 100,000 yuan, this... That's it?
You must know that before this, Chu Nandu was already planning to give up studying, and if he could advance his salary, a salary of 100,000 yuan, he would have to work on the construction site for three years before he could pay it off.
Although Chu Nan is not a big person, he has always been a promise when he speaks.
But now, he began to rejoice that Zhou Mingrui's bastard didn't give him a chance to advance his salary.
Thinking of this, Chu Nan smiled, relieved, and wanted to sing even more relaxed.
"Congratulations to the girl, buy two sets of excellent comic books. ”
Old Man Wu's voice was loud, although he was talking to Jiang Xiwei, but his eyes kept falling on Chu Nan's body, and he was more and more curious and looking forward to this young man who could distinguish the authenticity, determine the year, and come up with two sets of superb comic books.
"Thank you Elder Wu for your congratulations, it's really thanks to Chu Nan......"
Before Jiang Xiwei could finish his words, outside the door, the figure of the housekeeper had already walked in: "Master, Young Master Wang has arrived." ”
"Let him in. ”
Wu Lao withdrew the gaze that had been nailed to Chu Nan and looked out of the door instead.
Chu Nan also subconsciously looked at the door, and in his sight, a man about thirty years old walked in with a smile, he was wearing a pair of black narrow-rimmed glasses, looking polite, and carrying a silver-gray metal suitcase in his hand.
Chu Nan naturally didn't know who the other party was, but Jiang Xiwei recognized the other party's identity at a glance.
Wang Zepan, a well-known bookworm in the Zhonghai collection industry, was born in a scholarly family, and his family runs a national chain of education groups and hundreds of directly-operated bookstores.
"Hello Mr. Wu. ”
Wang Zepan first said hello to Wu Lao, and then his eyes fell on Jiang Xiwei and Chu Nan, he didn't know Chu Nan, but he knew Jiang Xiwei.
"Miss Jiang is also there. ”
After Wang Zepan greeted Jiang Xiwei, he finally nodded towards Chu Nan: "Hello." ”
"Hello. Chu Nan nodded and responded politely, but because they were not familiar with each other, they were a little cold.
Those who are familiar with Chu Nan will know that this is his character.
Unfamiliar, there is nothing to say, once you are familiar, you can talk endlessly, just like he and Jiang Xiyu, the first time he saw a deflated stomach, he couldn't say a few words, and the second time he met, he had more words.
Wang Zepan didn't care about Chu Nan's coldness, but when he retracted his gaze, his eyes fell on the two sets of comic books in Jiang Xiwei's arms.
"Miss Jiang, the one in your hand is ......"
As soon as Wang Zepan's words came out, Jiang Xiwei immediately hugged the book in his arms tighter: "These are the two sets of comic books I just started. ”
There are also several sets of comic books in Wang Zepan's collection, but they are not his favorite type of collection, so the pursuit is not high.
He prefers manuscripts or other ancient books that are more valuable for research than comic strips.
"Xiao Wang, open the things you brought, the girl and the little brother Chu are not outsiders, so they can just help you palm your eyes together. ”
Wu Lao spoke up on the side, bringing Wang Zepan's coming here back to the topic.
"Good. ”
Wang Zepan heard Wu Lao's address to Chu Nan, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his good cultivation allowed him to always remain calm and indifferent.
Wang Zepan put the metal suitcase in his hand on the table, then opened the combination lock and opened the box.
Chu Nan's gaze accompanied the open box and landed on a wooden box the size of a book in the box, which seemed to exude some kind of mysterious attraction, making Chu Nan's gaze nailed to it.
Suddenly, Chu Nan's eyes heated, and the wooden box immediately emitted a dazzling white light!