Wu Zaitian hurriedly pulled Li Yan aside and whispered, "Boy, don't you want to die?" Who are these two masters? It's the ruthless person who smashed the Sanqing old post office just now because of the fake stamps! You dare to sell them those tickets in your hand, and you are looking for death!? ”

Li Yan sneered and said, "Who are you fooling? My stamps, I myself know what is going on! As he spoke, he struggled out again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xin Yiquan turned his face on the spot. "I said you, young man, why are you so ignorant, what kind of place is this, this is my old Xin's shop! As soon as you set up a stall, you openly robbed customers in my store, do you still know the rules! ”

He hated Li Yan for not knowing how to lift, and even more hated that this kid was not deceived, so he simply called him a stall and disgusted him.

I didn't get a stamp from you, and you don't want to make a business in my shop, huh!

Li Yan ignored him, directly opened the picture of the whole country and sent it to the beauty and the old man.

There was a hint of doubt and contempt on the beautiful woman's face, but the old man took a good look with wide eyes.

This beauty's name is Wang Jinghan, and she is the eldest daughter of the chairman of a high-end restaurant group in Jiangnan Province. She was born in a large family, and when she heard Xin Yiquan directly reprimand Li Yan for setting up a stall, she had already had some doubts in her heart, so even if Li Yan sent the stamp in front of her, she was not even interested in taking a look.

Seeing that Li Yan ignored him at all, Xin Yi was so angry that he smoked. "Let's go, you non-Taoist thing, don't affect my business here, get out!"

He directly ordered the eviction of customers, and Li Yan had no choice but to put away the mail album and walk outside the store.

When he walked to the door, the old man behind him suddenly asked, "This little brother, if I want to see your collection again, where can I find you?" ”

Li Yan glanced back at him, glared at Xin Yiquan again, and said, "I'll go to the north gate to set up a stall now!" ”

The old man smiled, but he didn't keep him.

Wang Jinghan lingered in Lao Xin's stamp products for a while, and saw that Xin Yiquan couldn't get the stamps he wanted, so he turned around and walked out of the store.

After walking in the Madian coin card market for a few minutes, Wang Jinghan was a little anxious, so he asked: "Ye Lao, after looking for the old man for a long time, there is still no harvest, what should I do?" Do you really have to wait until this year's autumn auctions begin? But then, it's too late, what should I do? ”

The old man known as Ye Lao said slowly: "Niece Shi, let's go to the stall outside the north gate together." ”

Wang Jinghan was stunned. "Old Ye, do you mean the young man just now? A stall can have what we want? ”

Ye Lao said: "I'm not sure either. But he just glanced at the ticket, and it did seem to have some doorways. It's just that the time to see it is too short, and it's hard to be sure. Since I can't find it for the time being, why don't we go and have a look. ”

Wang Jinghan said: "Okay then. I called Brother Zhuang over too. ”

After a while, a tall, handsome, masculine young man also arrived. Although he is young, he is a boss, and his words are quite domineering. Seeing this person, even that Ye Lao showed a bit of respect.

This young man named Zhuang Chengdong is the fourth-generation successor of a red family in North China, although he is a businessman, but because of the support of the family behind him, he has become the CEO of a listed company at a young age, with a net worth of more than one billion.

He and Wang Jinghan are in a relationship.

The two have met each other's parents, both are happy with their relationship, and they plan to get engaged this fall. Wang Jinghan heard that her future in-laws liked stamp collecting, and in order to please the second elder, she planned to go to the horse shop to buy a few sets of rare stamps as gifts.

I didn't expect that I secretly bought a few stamps yesterday, and when I went back to check, there were problems.

As soon as she told Brother Zhuang about the matter, there was a hot scene of Zhuang Chengdong leading people to smash the signboard of the Sanqing Old Post Office today.

But this is still a small matter, the key is to quickly find a gift for the future in-laws. To this end, she also specially invited an old friend of her father, an old Xingzun who has been an auction house philatelic appraiser all the year round, to help with the palm.

This old Xingzun is naturally the old Ye beside him.

After listening to Ye Lao's suggestion, although Zhuang Chengdong was also a little skeptical, he finally agreed to take a look.

Li Yan sat under the root of a wall outside the north gate of the Madian Market, put the stamp book in front of him, and squatted on the ground to watch the flow of people coming and going.

On either side of him, a bunch of vendors squatted or sat at the base of the wall, in front of them were filled with postage albums, coins, bronze, porcelain, and other cultural and entertainment devices. Li Yan was mixed in such a large group of vendors setting up stalls, and he had no sense of disobedience.

The only difference is that there are a bunch of things in front of them, and Li Yan only has a lonely stamp album in front of him.

Not only that, Li Yan also borrowed a pen from others, picked up a piece of paper at random, and then wrote a few lines on it:

The mountains and rivers of the country are red (revoke the issuance) of a genuine product, priced at 500,000 Huaxia coins, no counteroffer, no explanation.

The red stamp is stamped temporarily as a new stamp (guaranteed authenticity), priced at 800,000 Chinese coins, no counteroffer, no explanation.

The first edition of the puppet Manchukuo ordinary stamps is half a cent to a set of color samples (a total of 11 pieces, the surviving unique product of Fan Rulan's old collection, guaranteed authenticity), the price is 1.1 million Chinese coins, no counteroffer, no explanation.

……

Several vendors set up stalls next to them were stunned.

Nima, this kid is enough to hold!

Among the cheap stalls of 1 yuan, 2 yuan and 5 yuan on the street, there is a strange one with a price of 600,000, 800,000 or even 1.1 million, young man, are you not very good at mathematics? Have you seen 801,100,000? Do you know how high the money is? Are you taking yourself for a fool or are you taking the person you come and you are fooling for?

It's definitely a model of being well-fed and supporting!

Several of the vendors around him stared at him for nothing, and they all looked like they hated iron but not steel. The mustache beside him, as an industry leader who has been setting up a stall for ten years, a senior stall expert, opened his mouth several times to educate Li Yan.

Young people, you have to have a stall to set up a stall, a pompous scum like you in the stall industry has simply lowered the level of the entire stall vendors! Professional quality, what is professional quality, do you know?

Besides, you still don't bargain, don't explain, why do you think you're selling planes or cannons, do you have such a service attitude!?

Are you sure you're here to set up a stall?

Facing the strange eyes of his peers and passers-by, Li Yan himself looked calm.

Lao Tzu's goods are not prepared for you, Jiang Taigong fishes, and those who wish to take the bait. The real buyer hasn't come up yet.

Zhuang Chengdong and Wang Jinghan walked out of the north gate and arrived at the base of the wall full of stalls. It's crowded with people, and it's like you're in a noisy wet market.

The two of them marched through the narrow alley, the weather was hot, everyone was sweating profusely, and there was a bad smell in the air.

The harsh environment made Wang Jinghan frown. If it weren't for the fact that a few bodyguards worked together to push through the flow of people and leave them a comfortable space, Wang Jinghan would probably turn around and leave.

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