Hearing the "dollar" sentence full of temptation and deliberately aggravated tone, Huang Jingyao was helpless, "Mr. Lin, it's not a matter of money, I don't sell this book." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Lin Yucheng was dumbfounded, and looked at Huang Jingyao's clothes again, mainly just wearing, after all, Huang Jingyao is fully armed with masks, sunglasses, and baseball caps, he can't see what he looks like at all, after reading it, Lin Yucheng gritted his teeth and said, "1.1 million US dollars, I can also see that your family background should be good, there is no shortage of 180,000 yuan, but 100,000 US dollars is 670,000 yuan, this book, I am only interested in it out of the love of a collector, no matter how much, I will not give it." ”

After all, Lin Yucheng has been collecting for more than 20 years, and his eyesight is not bad, not only for all kinds of antiques in China, but also about the artworks of many important foreign countries.

The words in that book are by no means left over from great countries with long histories such as Britain and France, let alone republics, but they are indeed a perfect and systematic civilization, otherwise the words would not be so smooth and changeable, and full of charm and artistic beauty, such things are absolutely priceless.

"Not for sale." Huang Jingyao directly ignored Lin Yucheng's sincerity when he said 1.1 million, and decisively refused.

Lin Yucheng opened his mouth and stammered, and then all kinds of tangled expressions appeared one by one, only from the outside, it was extremely exciting, at least outsiders would feel that he was experiencing countless psychological torture at the moment, and finally this Mr. Lin gritted his teeth again, "One price, 1.5 million US dollars, if you don't agree, let's say goodbye." ”

Without waiting for Huang Jingyao to answer, he said again, "One and a half million US dollars, more than 10 million yuan, even Tang Bohu, Yan Zhenqing and other famous painters and calligraphers in ancient times, not all works are worth this price, and after all, the origin of your thing is unknown, whether it is an antique is not easy to say, miss my ...... this time."

Huang Jingyao didn't wait for him to finish waving his hand, and after waving his hand, he smiled even more, "Mr. Lin, the plane is coming, let's say goodbye." ”

Lin Yucheng was slightly stunned, but sat in the front row, and a young man who had been paying attention to it after Lin Yucheng opened his mouth suddenly got up, patted the back of the chair and whispered to Huang Jingyao, "Dude, our President Lin is so angry, you are still angry, right, one and a half million dollars to buy you a broken book, what are you still serving?" ”

This young man is about Chinese New Year's Eve years old, about the same age as Huang Jingyao, but his figure is taller, and he is the young man next to Lin Yucheng when he got on the plane.

Huang Jingyao was happy under the reprimand, and shook off the books in his hand before he smiled, "My own things, what's wrong not to sell them?" ”

"Xiao Zheng!" Lin Yucheng hurriedly got up and scolded, and when the young man who scolded sat down, Lin Yucheng hurriedly laughed again, "Young man, it's me who is wrong, it's us who is wrong, Xiao Zheng is also here to help me, it's just that this kid is young and ignorant, don't mind a lot, I apologize to you if you can't stand it." ”

"Forget it." This Mr. Lin looked sincere and serious, and really began to apologize, Huang Jingyao didn't bother to investigate, just waved his hand and said, "Mr. Lin, it doesn't matter what he says, but don't think about this book, I'm really not interested in selling it, I'm still useful." ”

The flight was already gliding and landing, and after saying this, Huang Jingyao took off his backpack from the luggage rack and put the books in his bag.

Lin Yucheng smiled wryly, no more, a few minutes later, the passengers got off one after another, Huang Jingyao also walked to the exit with his bag on his back, and did not take a few steps in the crowd of yellow, white and black people, and a laugh sounded from behind, "Young man, wait a minute." ”

This is still Lin Yucheng and that Xiao Zheng.

Quickly catching up, Lin Yucheng smiled again, "Everyone is Chinese, since there is a fate to sit together, it is fate, I have no big deal in Boston, and now it is also a meal, please have a meal?" ”

"Mr. Lin, forget about eating, I still have something to do."

Huang Jingyao left after dropping a sentence, he also obeyed this Mr. Lin, and he was too lazy to entangle with the other party.

But as soon as he started, Xiao Zheng suddenly took a few steps and stopped in front of Huang Jingyao, and sneered in a low voice, "Stop, you really don't know what to do, Mr. Lin politely invited you to dinner, so faceless?" Do you know where this is? This is Boston, if we are not so kind-hearted, we can let you lie in the hospital casually, and it will be a trivial matter to lose both people and money. ”

Huang Jingyao frowned, and looked at Xiao Zheng's line of sight for a moment, even if it was blocked through sunglasses, it made the young man who was talking cruelly involuntarily retreat.

On the contrary, Lin Yucheng didn't notice the sight at that moment, and hurriedly scolded Xiao Zheng, "Shut up, how can you talk?" ”

After training Xiao Zheng, he stepped forward with a smile again, "Little brother, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, Xiao Zheng is not sensible, he is all nonsense, we are all Chinese, even if I know some gangs in the local Chinatown, but when I go out, how can my family deal with my own family, I don't have any malice, I just like your book." ”

Mr. Lin seemed to be reprimanding Xiao Zheng for being ignorant, and even showed his innocence, but he deliberately said that he knew some Chinese gang members in Boston...... The tone of saying that sentence was also a little subtle, which made Huang Jingyao frown again.

When he turned to look at Lin Yucheng, he sneered, "Mr. Lin, let me say it again, I'm not short of money, and I have no plans to sell this book, goodbye." ”

Laughed and started again, this time Xiao Zheng didn't dare to stop again, mainly because he was frightened by the glance not long ago, and he hasn't come back to his senses yet.

When Huang Jingyao walked away, Xiao Zheng came to his senses and "...... the groove"

"Shut up." Lin Yucheng's face sank, much more stern than the previous two times, and this time it also made Xiao Zheng's face change greatly, and he bent down respectfully, "Boss, do you want to greet that kid?" ”

", don't eat and drink when you toast, I really think that now that my family has a big business, I don't want to take any crooked path to wash it all my might, and I can't smash 1.5 million US dollars?" Lin Yucheng's face was ugly, and when he looked at Huang Jingyao who was walking away, his eyes were full of gloom.

He Lin Yucheng is indeed an antique dealer, a big entrepreneur, but there are some things he didn't say clearly, let alone say to strangers at will, that is, his fortune process, at the beginning of smuggling antiques from the country to the outside, and then when the domestic collection fever became more and more intense, the price of antiques became higher and higher, and there were many patriots who did not hesitate to spend money to raise the price, he also often smuggled back some treasures from outside, so the gang people he knew, it was really a sea.

The Chinese gang here in Boston has his extraordinary old friends.

"I can't take 1.5 million, you follow that kid when you get out of the airport, that book is too valuable, I must take it, it doesn't matter who you are, the book must be brought back." Touching his head, Lin Yucheng whispered to Xiao Zheng. (To be continued.) )