Then, the three of them entered the gate, got on the elevator, and went to the top floor. Then walk up a staircase to the rooftop.

"It's a little hotter, but it's still very comfortable to blow the fan." Director Dai led Zhang Peng into a large tin room.

As soon as you enter the door, you can feel a hot breath rushing towards you. Zhang Peng suddenly felt that Zhang Dazhong's work there was actually very good, at least where he worked, there was air conditioning......

At first glance, the place is quite large, more than 100 square meters, with a wooden sofa and coffee table on one side, a conference table behind it, and a desk and filing cabinet on the other. In the corner, there sat a girl with glasses, wearing a white shirt, with a rather plump figure.

When he saw Director Dai and Zhang Peng coming in, he immediately got up to greet him.

Looking at it up close, it's still a big wave girl, combing two big braids. It's just that he looks a little stupid, as if he hasn't woken up, and he doesn't say hello when he sees a guest, and his hands are twisted together, as if he is a little scared.

Zhang Peng soon remembered that some time ago, he heard Xiao Tang from the company say that he would occasionally meet a girl with glasses in the elevator recently, who looked white and clean, and spoke very quietly, but her figure was very amazing, her chest was like two big basketballs, and there was a G cup in sight, which was a murder weapon in the world. The disadvantage is that it is slightly fat, and although the butt is large, the waist is not very thin.

However, Xiao Tang is very rare, saying that he can marry her, he is willing to live for 20 years, and frequently asks him for advice on the magic skills of pickling girls, so he knows the existence of this big wave of glasses girl.

"This is my niece, Dai Xue." After introducing Zhang Peng, Director Dai straightened his face and said to Dai Xue, "This little brother is Zhang Peng, our distinguished guest, don't call someone soon." ”

"Little ...... Little brother, you ...... Hello......" Dai Xue said with a slight stammer.

"Xiaoxue just graduated from college and hasn't seen much of the world." Director Dai smiled dryly and said. Looking at Dai Xue's gaze, there was also a bit of hatred for iron not being steel.

"Is she also a cultivator?" Zhang Peng couldn't help asking. From his point of view, Dai Xue's shirt was very tight, her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, and there was some fat on her waist. Although it's not obvious, it can be seen that she is a homebody who doesn't like sports, and the type who sits there all day raising meat.

Moreover, the tip of Dai Xue's nose was covered with sweat, and her shirt was slightly wet. How could a cultivator who forged bones and tempered flesh and gathered spirits and muscles to sweat profusely while sitting?

"She is a temporary worker, and there is no ...... to be prepared," Director Dai quickly answered Zhang Peng's doubts. Dai Xue had just graduated from college, because she was soft and afraid of life, she was easy to be bullied when she went out to work, so Director Dai found the relationship above and arranged for her to come here as a small clerk, and he took care of it himself.

"Oh." Zhang Peng nodded, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Even a weak little chubby girl can practice, so wouldn't he have to find a place to hang himself.

"This little brother is young and promising, and he came out to work hard in society at a young age, you have to learn more from him." Director Dai lectured Dai Xue.

"Hmm." Dai Xue nodded obediently.

Then, Director Dai invited Zhang Peng to sit down on the wooden sofa, Xue Bai went to carry the fan, and Dai Xue went to pour water.

"Look at these ......," Director Dai said, taking out seven or eight medals of the Japanese army and putting them on the coffee table, "Is it worth it?" ”

"I don't know much about this, but I have a friend who is good at it, so I can let him take a look." Zhang Peng said.

"That's a good dare." Director Dai said with a smile on his face.

"You wait...... After speaking, Zhang Peng picked up his mobile phone, dialed Zhou Fuyuan's number, and asked him to come over and have a look.

As soon as he heard that there was business, Zhou Fuyuan immediately rushed over. About half an hour later, I was sweating profusely and appeared in the office.

"Hmm......" Zhou Fuyuan picked it up and looked at it one by one, muttering a few words from time to time.

"Chapter of the Rising Sun...... Yes...... Crowned Badge ...... That's amazing...... Second-class merit medal...... Third-class meritorious medal...... Fifth-class meritorious medal...... Sixth-class meritorious ...... Wow, it's almost a set......"

Listening to Zhou Fuyuan's chatter, the joy on Director Dai's face was so thick that he couldn't dissolve.

"How, what's the price?" After Zhou Fuyuan finished reading, Director Dai couldn't wait to ask.

"This, it's hard to say......" Zhou Fuyuan said with a hesitant face.

"If you have something to say, they are all good friends of life and death." Zhang Peng said. He is right, he, Zhou Fuyuan, and Dai Le have all faced death together.

"This thing, it's expensive, it's worth a fortune, it's cheap, it's not worth a dime." Zhou Fuyuan said. The disappointment on his face was a little unhidden.

"What does that mean?" Director Dai couldn't help frowning and asked.

Next, after Zhou Fuyuan's explanation, everyone finally understood.

Seventy-six years ago, there was a tragic war between the Japanese and the Chinese state.

After the war, the main leadership of the Wa Kingdom, which was both an invader and a vanquished, was executed, and only the symbolic imperial family was retained, after which it was renamed "Toei".

Emotionally, the Chinese people hate the Japanese army very much, love the house and the Wu, hate people and things, and naturally include their belongings.

The booty collected from the Japanese army was mainly used to show off their exploits, which could make the person concerned brag about how many Japanese soldiers he had killed. But in the antique market, if the old man can blow the reclaimed things twice, but if he is a young man, only the value of the collectible remains. If a young person brags, someone else will say, "Don't talk about you then, your father hasn't even been born yet." ”

However, as a collectible, the things of the Japanese army are not worth much. Everyone is tired of seeing it, and it is impossible to spend a lot of money to buy it.

"Then why do you say it's priceless?" Zhang Peng said strangely.

"Then it depends on who you sell it to, if you sell it to the Dongying people, they are willing to pay a lot of money to buy back the things of the ancestors." Zhou Fuyuan picked up a three-color flower-shaped medal and said, "This is a crown medal awarded to women, one of the top military merits, and it can only be awarded to the Dongying royal family at present, and they are willing to pay at least three billion Dongying coins to buy it." ”

"Of course, if they buy it back, they will definitely put it in the temple for worship." Zhou Fuyuan finally added.

Zhang Peng immediately understood why Zhou Fuyuan was so disappointed.

Because some things sell, some things don't. The medal of the Japanese army, which represents aggression and crime, can only be trampled on under the feet and crushed forever. It would be a joke to let them go back to the temple to receive offerings. In order to achieve victory, the ancestors of Huaguo were shrouded in horses and buried their bones in the green mountains, but the enemy entered the temple, what is that?

It's not about money, it's about blood. Not to mention three billion, even three hundred billion, you can't sell it to them.

"Alas, the food is tasteless, and it's a pity to throw it away......" Director Dai sighed, put away the medal, and threw it into the filing cabinet.

"What about me?" Xue Bai came up and held the pen in both hands to show Zhou Fuyuan.

"Hiss......" Zhou Fuyuan only glanced at it, then took a breath of cool air, showed a solemn look, picked up the pen with both hands, and slowly opened it.

"Hu ......" looked at it for a while, he let out a long breath and said, "The limited edition fountain pen of the German Pelikin Maki-e and the small pattern cherry blossoms of the Fantasia series are limited to 888 pieces worldwide, worth more than one million. ”

"it!" Zhang Peng shouted, "Those who see have a share, and those who see have a share." ”

"Don't be in a hurry to rejoice, this thing needs to be auctioned." Zhou Fuyuan said.

"What do you mean by this?" Xue Bai asked.

"The auction must explain the way to come clearly and provide valid proof, otherwise it will be dirty goods." The well-informed Director Dai answered for Zhou Fuyuan.

"Isn't it good to be an ancestral heirloom?" Xue Bai asked.

"Who was in your ancestors, and how did you buy it back then?" Director Dai asked.

"This ......" Xue Bai touched his head and said with a smile, "Three generations of poor peasants are all cultivated land. ”

"You can find someone with a family to do this." Zhang Peng proposed.

"A family with a real identity is unwilling to fake, and there are millions of such things, and they may not be able to look at them all." Zhou Fuyuan said.

"That'......s right," Director Dai nodded. It's not that these people can't fake, but they have to have a sufficient price, otherwise it is equivalent to exchanging a hundred years of credibility for a small amount of money, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"What about the underground market?" Zhang Peng asked.

Zhou Fuyuan stretched out two fingers, "Two hundred thousand, there is no way to do more." ”

At this time, Xue Bai secretly glanced at Zhang Peng and walked outside. Zhang Peng got up and followed.

"Your friend, are you reliable?" Xue Bai asked.

"It's okay, I'm looking for him to sell my things." Zhang Peng said.

"I look at him, he's very cunning." Xue Bai said.

"How can a businessman not be cunning, and you dare to cooperate if you are stupid?" Zhang Peng asked rhetorically.

"That ......" Xue Bai looked a little hesitant.

"Later, if you find out that the price is wrong, just beat him until he spit it out." Zhang Peng said, "You are a special commissioner of the Heavenly Palace, he is a small boss, and he can't get you." ”

"Makes sense." Xue Bai smiled.

Then, the two returned to the house, and Xue Bai said to Zhou Fuyuan happily, "It's sold, come back and open it with another Santana." ”

"I think Jetta is better, and the quality is guaranteed." Zhang Peng proposed. The car he has ever sat in is the Jetta, and it feels pretty good.

"It's still a good car for little devils, buy a flower crown, comfortable and durable, with few small problems." Director Dai said. Before the things were sold, they were already discussing what car to buy.

"I suggest the Hongqi car, high-end atmosphere and grade, in and out of the Audi A8 more face." Zhou Fuyuan added in and said.

"That seems to cost 300,000." Director Dai said.

"I'm losing a little bit this time, the two of them were also introduced by Brother Peng, I made a friend in Lao Zhou, 300,000 yuan, plus 20,000 yuan of tax on the ground, I'm all out!" Zhou Fuyuan said proudly.

"That'...... That's a good idea. Director Dai smiled so hard that his face bloomed.

"Let's go, let's book a car now." Zhou Fuyuan put away the pen and said.

The four of them said they would leave, and they rushed to the Hongqi Automobile 4S store and ordered a Hongqi H7. Since they didn't pick the color, they picked up the car directly after half an hour.

"Which of you has a driver's license?" Zhou Fuyuan and the car sales lady came out in a new car and asked.

Xue Bai and Director Dai looked at each other.

"You ...... I still come to buy a car without a license......" Zhou Fuyuan was speechless.

"Xiaobai, go take the test immediately!" Director Dai instructed.

"Guaranteed to get the job done." Xue Bai said immediately.

In desperation, Zhou Fuyuan had no choice but to find a younger brother who could drive and help them drive for two months. However, he still made a lot of money, and this pen can be sold for at least 400,000 yuan.