It was not dawn until more than five o'clock in the morning, and the whole city was still asleep, but there was already a long queue in front of the door of the Ning Yue Pavilion, crowded with people, and everyone was staring at the closed door of the Ning Moon Pavilion with anticipation.

"I've all come here to get the sign, and follow the numbers on the sign to enter the Ningyue Pavilion to buy antiques." The door of the Ningyue Pavilion opened, his strong chest was open, his eyes were hazy, he was touching his bald head, yawning Ningbo, carrying a large number of special steel signs in his hands, with numbers written on the surface of the signs, and shouted to the crowded crowd, and the crowded crowd immediately quieted down, staring at the sign he was holding in his hand.

Only after the news that Jiang Hao was in charge of Ningyue Pavilion spread, a large group of people gathered in Ningyue Pavilion every day, they either wanted to buy antiques, or they had to wait for Jiang Hao's appreciation, and the business of the antique street was also a lot hotter, it can be said that Jiang Hao alone led an antique street.

The people who queued up several times almost demolished the Ningyue Pavilion, in order to prevent the Ningyue Pavilion from collapsing, so they had to distribute the signs in advance according to the registration method, and then receive some people regularly every day.

"Boss Ning, the younger brother has been waiting for most of the night, I have been waiting since two o'clock in the morning, let's issue a sign."

A skinny, skinny, skinny young man with unkempt hair like a lion king, hurriedly snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and looked directly at the iron brand in Ningbo's hand as if flattering, eager to snatch it away.

However, remembering the last time someone didn't understand the rules and robbed indiscriminately, he was punched by Ningbo and knocked out a mouthful of teeth, he still rationally chose to continue to wait, anyway, he was in the first place, and he would definitely be able to get the brand.

"Why are you kid again?" Ningbo took a cigarette in his mouth and glanced at the yellow hair who nodded and nodded: "You kid is dressed like this, and you don't look like a person who can have an antique appreciation, I remember seeing you kid at the train station, a scalper." ”

"Ahem, where there is a need, there is a figure of me."

Huang Mao said with a smile, he is indeed a ticket seller, this from the mat under his feet, it can be seen that he is an absolute professional queuing staff, he was originally at the train station to flip the ticket, but the income from scalping is really not very good, I heard that Ning Yue Pavilion can make a lot of money by queuing for people, so he rushed over after hearing the news, he has indeed been queuing for three days in a row, and each time the number on the queue has been bought by thousands of dollars, there is money to make, he naturally wants to continue to earn.

I have to put on makeup tomorrow and come again, so as not to be recognized by Ningbo, who makes himself so good in the queue, every day is the first place, it is difficult not to attract attention!

Ningbo glanced at Huang Mao, took off the sign with No. 1 written on the surface, threw it directly to Huang Mao, and admonished impatiently: "If I see you queuing up tomorrow, don't blame me for being polite."

Tell your buddies and inform the other scalpers what to do, Nima, you guys are disrupting the market economy, do you? You're welcome to let me see you. ”

"Okay, I won't come."

Huang Mao held the brand tightly, and in the envious and jealous eyes of the people in the queue behind him, he proudly put the brand in his pocket, he didn't dare not take Ningbo's words to heart, and decided to sell the brand that he got in the last queue at a good price.

"Don't squeeze it, come one by one."

Ningbo moved a reclining chair, lay on it comfortably, waved at the people in line, and the numb queuers who had to stand on their legs all maintained the formation, leading the signs one by one.

"Okay, today's sign is finished, let's come back tomorrow."

Ningbo handed over the last sign with fifty numbers written on it, and then lifted the stool and walked into the Ningyue Pavilion.

"Not again?"

The people who didn't line up to get the brand suddenly had a loss on their faces, and decided that they must come early tomorrow to line up, otherwise if Jiang Hao was not in Ningyue Pavilion, he would not continue to ask Jiang Hao to appreciate antiques in the future.

"If you sell the brand, you need to buy the price, and the one with the highest price will get it."

The scalpers shouted loudly to the queue people who did not get the brand, and the customer was wooed, and the shouting immediately made many people smile happily and see hope, most of them were sent by the boss to queue up, and the bosses were snoring with the little three at this point in time, and even many bosses gave a death order, and if they didn't get a brand for appreciating antiques, they didn't have to come to work again.

"I'll give a thousand."

"I'll give a thousand five."

"I'll give you two thousand."

“……”

Although many people despise the behavior of scalpers sitting on the ground and raising prices, and even scold, in order to get a chance to appreciate, they can only join the ranks of bidding, and the quiet antique street suddenly became lively.

"Childe, the Jiang family's Ningyue Pavilion business is quite hot, this has been going on for several days, if it goes on like this, we don't have to do the antique business, the turnover in the past few days is pitiful."

Song Bin stroked his chubby chin, sighed and complained to Song Fei, who was beside him with a plaster cast on his hand, the Song family's finances have been tight recently, and it is said that it was because the connoisseurs of the Lin family invited by the Song family went to participate in the black market and helped select antiques from it. *

It is said that there was a big explosion in the black market, and the Lin family thought that Lin Quan must have been killed by the robbers when he was born, or just killed by the big explosion in the black market.

In order to solve this dispute, the people of the Song family can be said to be very busy, so they issued a very heavy business index to the bosses who are responsible for supervising the antiques under Lu, originally according to the location of the Song family's store, the daily antique transaction volume is absolutely impossible to be at the end, but recently Ningyue Pavilion came to a most powerful connoisseur in Zhongzhou City, all the customers went to the Jiang family to buy antiques, and the Song family's business can be said to be very depressed.

"I didn't expect Jiang Hao to be so powerful."

Seinfeld's face was gloomy, stroking his arm with a plaster cast, his arm was broken by a robber in the black market, the recent Seinfeld didn't know what Lu Dao was, how could he be unlucky, Lin Quansheng, who accompanied the appreciation, did not see anyone dead or corpse, the Lin family asked the Song family for an explanation, and insisted that it was the Song family who murdered Lin Quansheng, if the head of the Lin family had not thought about the relationship between the two families, he would have reported the case and arrested him.

He has been under the eyes of his family recently, but what makes him crazy is that he doesn't know how to play with Lin Quansheng's disappearance, even if he is dead, there should be a corpse!

In order not to let the family look at him upset, Seinfeld took the initiative to ask to come out and inspect the stores of the various Song families, but Seinfeld really wondered how he could meet Jiang Hao everywhere.

"It's really powerful, I'm afraid there is no second person in Zhongzhou City who can be compared, absolute authority."

Song Bin sighed with envy, he has been taking care of the store for the Song family for many years, even when the business is hot, the antiques shipped in a day cannot reach more than a dozen, but the Jiang family's Ningyue Pavilion is estimated to ship dozens of pieces a day, and the Jiang family still limits the sales of antiques every day in order to maintain inventory, otherwise I really dare not imagine how much can be sold in a day!

"Can't you solve it?"

Song Fei frowned slightly and wanted to scold Song Bin for showing off his momentum, but even he probably couldn't think of a good countermeasure to the hot scene in front of him, how could a small bodyguard be so powerful in such a short period of time?

Song Bin scratched his head in embarrassment, in front of the Jiang family who sold antiques in the name of Jiang Hao, I am afraid that the marketing methods of Hao Lu will not have the effect of being good, and there will be so many people for a few days, and not only will there be no trace of fading, but there is also a tendency to increase, which shows that Jiang Hao is powerful, I am afraid it is not something that ordinary means can solve.

"Unless you can invite Jiang Hao over, it won't be good at all."

Song Bin hesitated for a moment, and said what he thought in his heart with a wry smile, his head was about to break recently, but he couldn't do it.

"Please Jiang Hao here?" A cold glint flashed in Song Fei's eyes, and his fists couldn't help but clench, the current crisis of their Song family was all due to the defeat of Jiang Hao.

If it weren't for the fact that he accidentally broke the porcelain sent to the auction house in the house in the south of the Saijiang River, when appreciating calligraphy and paintings, I am afraid that he would not have collected the corresponding porcelain everywhere, let alone go to the black market, and Lin Quansheng would not have disappeared without a trace, all of this started when Jiang Hao appeared.

"Is there no way to stop this?" Seinfeld muttered to himself unwillingly.

"Unless Jiang Hao is gone." Song Bin sighed, as long as Jiang Hao was in the Song family's Ningyue Pavilion for one day, the grand occasion of the Ningyue Pavilion would last for one day.

"Jiang Hao is gone." Seinfeld pondered what Song Bin said inadvertently, he hated Jiang Hao so much, if he could make Jiang Hao disappear completely, it would not be a good solution, it could be said to be a troublesome aftermath.

"Childe, you don't want to take Jiang Hao." Song Bin looked at the cold glint in Seinfeld's eyes, his face changed, and he made a neck pulling motion with his hand.

"It's a crime to kill." Seinfeld didn't want to slaughter Jiang Hao with one sword, but when he thought of Sai Dongdao behind Jiang Hao, he immediately dispelled this dangerous thought, and asked directly at Song Bin: "Is there any good way to make Jiang Hao involuntarily and live but unable to continue appreciating antiques, so that he won't be robbing business." ”

"Let me think about it."

Song Bin frowned and thought about it carefully, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "I have a good method, once this method is successful, it will definitely be able to achieve the effect that Gongzi said." ”

Seinfeld couldn't wait to urge, "Hurry up and let me hear it." ”

"Childe, look at how this ......." Song Bin explained the general ideas in his heart to Song Fei one by one, and after speaking, he immediately asked: "Childe, do you see how my method is, can it achieve the effect?" ”

Song Bin's idea was not his own temporary idea, his method had been used before, and the effect was very obvious, he believed that this method Song Fei would definitely like it.

"Okay, just do it your way." After hearing this, Song Fei's eyes lit up, this method was really wonderful, he gave a thumbs up in admiration, stretched out his hand and gently patted Song Bin with a sneering face, and said appreciatively: "I will definitely report to my grandfather when I go back, there is a lot of room for talent development like you, and you shouldn't just manage an antique shop." ”

"Then I'll be grateful to Childe for his support." Song Bin said gratefully with a red face: "Childe just wait for my good news, it will definitely satisfy Childe." ”

"Okay." The corners of Seinfeld's mouth hooked up a sneer, Jiang Hao, I see how long you can be proud!