Chapter 89: Dare to be an appraiser
The way to make money, Huang Jun already has eyebrows, and he is sure to make money without losing money.
It's just that he is also a boss, but he wants to pull down his face to be an appraiser for others and make money for them, Huang Jun is unwilling.
"It's okay to make money, and if you think about it, your mother-in-law doesn't look like a man." Xiao Yu, who had been silent for a day, spoke with disdain.
Huang Jun rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You know a hair, this is a man's face." ”
"If you die, you will suffer the guilt of life, and you deserve to be tormented." Xiao Yu said without the slightest scruples.
"you, I won't tell you, go to sleep." Huang Jun simply stopped paying attention to Xiaoyu.
The night passed quickly.
As soon as Huang Jun opened his eyes, he vaguely smelled a smell of wood. It really deserves to be the capital of wood, this smell is really rushing, Huang Jun sighed and got out of bed and washed.
Downstairs, when Huang Jun was waiting for the car, he suddenly saw a familiar person, Zhu Xiaoqiang's aunt Sun Jiaqian.
Seeing Huang Jun standing downstairs, Sun Jiaqian, who was carrying fritters, was stunned for a moment, then looked upstairs and asked in surprise, "Mr. Huang lives here?" ”
Huang Jun glanced at her lukewarmly, and said with little interest: "In the west house on the eighth floor, Miss Sun is early." ”
Since knowing Sun Jiaqian's identity, Huang Jun acquiesced in his heart. In the future, she designated her opponent as her own opponent, and maybe it was still a strong stumbling block. Instead of tearing your face in the future, it is better to distance yourself from the relationship now.
"Huh?" Sun Jiaqian was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "What a coincidence, I am the east household on the eighth floor, and we are the door." Mr. Huang, are you uncomfortable, your face is a little ugly. ”
Huang Jun grinned and looked at her depressedly. His sister's, it's a coincidence, even renting a house is the opposite, it seems that this rivalry is indispensable.
Depressed in his heart, Huang Jun smiled reluctantly and said, "What a coincidence, thank you for your concern, I'm fine." ”
Looking at Huang Jun's insincere appearance, Sun Jiaqian politely said goodbye and went upstairs with a pensive face.
Lei Hanrong finally arrived in that fierce Humvee. He glanced upstairs and said to Huang Jun, who got in the car, "Boss, you shouldn't live upstairs with Sun Jiaqian, right?" ”
"You guessed it, it's the right door for his sister. Okay, in the dark, God has already arranged it, and I will definitely have a fight with her. Huang Jun said depressedly.
Lei Hanrong started the car, turned out of the community, suddenly turned his head to look at Huang Jun and said, "Boss, didn't you find that this is a kind of fate?" ”
Huang Jun nodded sympathetically and said: "It's indeed fate, I came here from Ancheng, and I can actually meet his nephew, and the two of us still have a holiday." ”
"I see." As soon as Huang Jun explained this, Lei Hanrong immediately understood. There is such a hidden story in this, this matter is not easy to reconcile.
Huang Jun asked Lei Hanrong to send him to the door of a beauty salon and immediately took him away.
Lei Hanrong watched Huang Jun walk into the beauty salon, and felt very uncomfortable. Isn't this boss's ** too strong, this early morning is blatantly engaging in this tune.
Huang Jun entered the beauty salon and immediately found an eldest sister and said, "You know how to put on makeup, right?" ”
Seeing that Huang Jun had this request, the eldest sister with heavy makeup was still a little surprised, and said puzzledly: "Little brother, are you wearing a big head or a small head?" ”
"Your sister!" Huang Jun glared at her and said, "Dress me up as another person, will you?" ”
Hearing Huang Jun's request, the eldest sister patted her chest and said, "Little brother, you are so bad." A trivial matter, a second. ”
Three minutes later, Huang Jun spent a hundred yuan and walked out of the beauty salon with a makeover.
Huang Jun's face was much fairer than before, like a zombie who hadn't seen the sun for thousands of years. A pair of eyebrows, thin and long, more delicate than willow eyebrows, the eldest sister painted Huang Jun according to women's standards.
The eldest sister also expanded the corners of Huang Jun's eyes, making him look bigger and more energetic. A frame without lenses, buckled on the eyes, Huang Jun looks a little gentle, with a thick mustache and a little domineering.
With this nondescript appearance, Huang Jun bought a sunhat, buttoned it on his head, and confidently took a taxi to the timber market.
Huang Jun's first stop was the familiar Honggui timber sales company.
A group of people had already gathered inside, pointing fingers at a sea man yellow pear. It is clear that the gamble has begun.
Huang Jun walked unceremoniously to the wood, peeled off a piece of bark, looked at the texture of the tree, knocked on the wood, and stood silently to the side. Huang Jun has already learned the appraiser's inspection steps. Although I don't know what to say, Huang Jun did a good job.
Looking at Huang Jun's zombie-like face, all parties in the gambling wood glanced at him and hurriedly looked away. This kid has vitiligo, why is he so bluffing.
"Boss Li, are you optimistic, what price are you going to give?" A middle-aged man with a big belly looked at the tall and slender man next to him and asked.
The tall and thin man discussed with the appraiser in a low voice, and said, "Four hundred and fifty thousand, it can't be any higher." ”
The fat man hesitated for a moment, pointed to the wood and said, "Looking at the diameter, it should be able to produce multiple boards, and it is more than enough to make a large piece, and 500,000 yuan is not a loss." ”
"Can you be completely sure it's solid wood?" Boss Li looked at the fat man and asked.
"Look at what you say, what do appraisers do?" The fat man glanced at Boss Li with a smile and said, "My appraiser has studied precious wood for many years, and he rarely misses. The heart of this wood is damaged at most with the thickness of chopsticks, and it is completely invisible with a little processing. ”
"Yo, the assessment is so accurate, it seems that you are bound to win it?" Seeing that the fat man had this certainty, Boss Li glanced at the appraiser in surprise.
Wang Fatzi's appraiser has gray hair and looks like he is about sixty years old. He stroked his gray beard and squinted his eyes, looking like a master.
"Young man, let's go, half a million." Wang Fatzi beckoned to the salesperson and ordered.
Huang Jun glanced at the fat man, walked over lightly, stretched out his hand to pull him, and said, "This boss, you have taken a fancy to this wood and plan to bid?" ”
"Who are you, what are you doing?" Wang Fatzi looked at Huang Jun's zombie-like face and asked in an unkind tone.
Huang Jun smiled and said, "I am a researcher of feng shui, and I think it is not appropriate for Mr. Wang to buy this wood." If you buy it, you will be ruined today. ”
After Huang Jun finished speaking, he turned around and left without hesitation.
"Salesperson, wait for the meeting." As soon as Wang Fatzi heard that Huang Jun understood feng shui, he also made up his mind, and hurriedly shouted worriedly: "Little master, you wait." ”
There are basically no people who do business who don't believe in feng shui, and those who do wood business can't avoid it. Wood grows in the ground and is inextricably linked to local feng shui. Even if they don't believe in Feng Shui, they will basically maintain a cautious and cautious attitude after knowing today's luck.
The psychological hint is so terrifying, especially when Huang Jun also has a zombie face.
Huang Jun stood still, turned his head to look at Wang Fatzi, and said, "Sir, what are you doing?" ”
"Sir, wait a minute." Wang Fatzi greeted politely, turned to the salesperson and said, "I don't participate in gambling anymore." ”
After saying this, Wang Fatzi clasped his hands and stood aside to watch the excitement. Seeing that Wang Fatzi had withdrawn because of a sentence, the other buyers turned their heads to look at Huang Jun and looked at him again.
Boss Li saw that Wang Fatzi had withdrawn, and asked the appraiser again to confirm. After receiving an affirmative answer, he looked at the salesperson and said, "Four hundred and fifty thousand, open." ”
The salesman saw that the price exceeded the reserve price, and others did not bid, so they asked the workers to open the iron hoop on the spot.
When they saw the exposed cross-section, everyone present glanced at Wang Fatzi with a smile, and their eyes were full of ridicule.
The sea man Huanghuali on the ground, only the thickness of chopsticks in the heart of the tree is damaged, which is about the same as Wang Fatzi's estimate. Once you really buy this wood and process it a little, you won't be able to run away with a net profit of one or two hundred thousand. But under the foolishness of the feng shui gentleman, Wang Fatzi gave up the bid, and he couldn't make this money if he wanted to.
"You?!" As soon as he saw the cross-section of the wood, the anger of the fat man burned up. He pointed at Huang Jun and gritted his teeth for a while.
"I have conceded Brother Wang, if you withdraw, I will save 50,000 yuan. Ha ha. Boss Li glanced at Fat Wang happily, turned his head to stare at Huang Jun and said, "Little master, thank you." ”
"Haha" Huang Jun smiled at the proud Boss Li and said, "I hope you don't be happy too early, the big drama is still ...... ahead"
"Ah, what's going on?"
Before Huang Jun finished speaking, the group of people around him scattered in a panic, staring at Hai Huangmu from a distance, their faces trembling.
Huang Jun glanced at the sea yellow wood, and swallowed in horror in his heart. Damn, that's not what I guessed.
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