Chapter 313: Purple Gold Shangpin

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After watching the movie, when the two returned to the community rented by Shen Bing together, the time was close to the early morning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info tossed everything that should be tossed, and the two hugged each other and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Shen Bing went to the company alone after breakfast. However, Wang Zheng did not go to find a house as planned.

"Boss!"

Wang Zheng, who was holding the phone in his hand, walked to the window, "Wang Cheng, what is the extent of the transaction with Poly Auction House?"

"There is still no progress, they bite the transaction price of 1 billion, 8.5% commission. And if we choose to pay in installments, the time limit is only three months!"

"Three months?

"Boss, why don't we go directly to Poly Auction House and communicate directly with the seller?"

Although Poly Auction House did not disclose the slightest news about the seller in front of Wang Zheng, it has a global network of supervision such as the 'system mastermind', which can be called an 'artifact'. It is really not difficult to find out the seller of Qi Baishi's "Twelve Screens of Landscape".

"No way!"

Although Wang Cheng's proposal could save a lot of money and make Wang Zheng excited, he had not lost his mind in the end. Otherwise, once he does this, I am afraid that he will really offend this large auction house ranked first in China.

Wang Zheng, who was also counting on being able to collect collections from Poly Auction House in the future and completed the system tasks, naturally did not want to make trouble with the other party.

"Why don't I go to them again?" Hearing Wang Zheng's refusal, Wang Cheng didn't mention it again.

"No need. Now is the time for the two sides to compete for patience, if we can't hold our breath at this time, then we will suffer in the end. Wang Zheng groaned slightly, "In this way, you can put aside the negotiation with Poly Auction House for the time being, and I have something to do for you here!"

"Please!"

"There is a decoration company called 'Zijin Shangpin' in Beiyuan, Chaoyang District, Beijing, you went to buy it for me!"

"Boss, what if the other party's asking price is too high?"

"It doesn't matter if it's a little higher, but we must not be wronged! Besides, you have to do this matter as soon as possible, and I will give you half a month!"

"Understood!"

"Also, if the acquisition is successful, you can help me around to see if there is a high-end community, and if so, help me rent two houses!"

"Rent?"

"Yes, rent, three-bedroom, two-bedroom will do!"

I didn't plan to live in the capital permanently, and now Wang Zheng has too many places to spend money here, so it's better to save a little.

"Understood, boss. Do you have anything else to explain?"

"It's gone!"

"Then I'm going to get busy!"

"Hmm!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zheng sighed. Now he is more and more accustomed to this kind of corrupt life of 'the boss has a mouth, and the employee runs and breaks his leg'.

Seeing that there is a lot of light outside, although Shen Bing is going to resign, she will not be able to come back for a while if she has to hand over the work. Instead of being bored at home, it's better to go out for a walk.

As soon as he thought of it, he greeted Wang Gan, who had been in the car all night last night, and the two drove towards Panjiayuan together. When he came to the capital, if he had nothing to do, what Wang Zheng was most willing to go to was the place where he made his fortune, the largest antique trading market in the country.

It took nearly an hour to reach the destination, looking at the dense flow of people in Panjiayuan as if it was surging all the time, Wang Zheng was also infected by its fiery atmosphere, and a strong expectation surged in his heart. took Wang Qian and broke in.

Calligraphy and painting, ceramics, jade, pottery, bronzes, villain books, books, clocks, sculptures, various categories of artworks, a dazzling array of shops and stalls as far as Wang Zheng's eye can see. Wang Zheng, who was full of interest, stopped in front of every booth to take a look, acting like a complete layman.

Although he is in the antique business, he is actually a layman. It has also naturally attracted the attention of some gourmets who have been in the Pan homeland all the year round and have shrewd means.

"This gentleman, interested in antiques?"

Just a few minutes after Wang Zheng left an antique stall, a young man with a thin face and a shrewd look in his eyes quietly came up.

After stretching out his hand to signal Wang Qian not to act rashly, Wang Zheng briefly looked at the other party, and then smiled: "You have good goods in your hand?"

"Of course, on the one-third of an acre of Panjiayuan, who in the industry doesn't know that the real things in my 'Ma San' hands are the most!"

Looking at the confident expression on the face of this thin-faced man who called himself Ma San, Wang Zheng smiled disapprovingly. Although he is still just an out-and-out layman in the antique industry, and the little collecting knowledge he usually grasps by reading books is only scratching the surface, this does not prevent him from understanding some well-known things in the industry.

Since the existence of the antique industry, the so-called real things have always been a minority. If it used to be called 'nine false and one true', then with the current wind of collecting and the soaring price of antiques, it is not necessary to find a real thing among the 100 so-called antiques in today's antique shop.

However, Wang Zheng, who has nothing to do today, would like to see the things of Ma San, a thin-faced man.

"I'd love to hear you say that!"

"Hehe, two please!"

Ma Sanyi was happy, and led the two of them to walk more than ten meters towards the fork on the left, and came to the door of a small antique shop called 'Lai Bao Ge'.

Because it is some distance from the main road, there is not much traffic in this fork of the road. Against the backdrop of the surrounding antique buildings, there is a little more dusty atmosphere.

"Please, two of you!"

After a brief look at the narrow doorway, which was only less than four meters wide, Wang Zheng followed closely behind.

The area inside the store is only about 30 square meters, which is not very large. But to Wang Zheng's surprise, compared to the big shops he had just seen around the bustling main road of Panjiayuan, the Bogu Frame was full of all kinds of artworks, and the small shop in Ma San was not so crowded.

Except for the left and right sides, as well as the three Bogu shelves placed on the walls of the store, on which these porcelain, calligraphy and paintings and other artworks are placed, there are no shelves for antiques in the whole room.

On the contrary, in the center of the room to the left, there is a small round table and a few stools, which occupy a large area.

"Hua Niang, there are guests coming, go make a pot of tea!"

Ma San handed the purple sand teapot in the middle of the small round table to the woman in her forties who was sitting behind the counter watching the store.

The woman looked at Wang Zheng and the others, didn't say anything, took the teapot and went busily.