Chapter 11 Antique Money Making Plan (3)
The boss of Huizangzhai obviously knew this young woman, he put the chicken bowl cup in his hand back on the table in front of Yang Guang, and said with some displeasure: "Miss Fang, although my surname is Jia, I have always said one thing and another, when have you ever told a lie?" ”
The young woman surnamed Fang responded with a smile: "Of course, Jia Lao's words, of course I can trust them." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Speaking of this, the woman took out the check from her handbag, skillfully filled in the numbers, tore it off and threw it in front of Yang Guang, and said in a proud and condescending tone: "I want this chicken bowl cup of yours." ”
Just when the young woman surnamed Fang reached out to pick up the chicken cup, Yang Guang suddenly reached out and put it on top of the chicken cup, blocking her movements.
The young woman surnamed Fang frowned slightly, and said, "What, 800,000 is too little?" That's good to add another 200,000. Is 1 million enough? Our Yaqin lacks everything, but there is no shortage of money! ”
thought that after reporting his name, Yang Guang would definitely accompany the smiling face to offer the chicken bowl cup with both hands, but what Fang Yaqin never expected was that Yang Guang still ignored her, but continued to talk to Boss Jia of Huizangzhai: "Boss, it's still the old rules." If you set a fixed price, you will sell it if it is suitable, and you will leave if it is not suitable. ”
Yang Guang's reaction made Fang Yaqin very unhappy, and she said in a very unhappy tone: "Hey, I'm talking to you, why don't you have any education at all?" 1 million has exceeded the market price, I advise you not to be too greedy! ”
Fang Yaqin's tone already had a faint hint of threat, and the man standing behind her stepped forward in a few steps when he heard this, glaring at Yang Guang with a fierce face, like a fierce beast that chooses people and devours them.
Seeing that the scene was a little out of control, Boss Jia of Huizangzhai hurriedly stood up and played a round: "If you have something to say, you have something to say!" This guest, in fact, the price of 1 million is not low, at least I can't get this price. ”
"Then tell me a price you can offer!" Yang Guang responded.
Seeing that Yang Guang refused to trade with him repeatedly, Fang Yaqin felt embarrassed, stomped her feet and turned to leave. The man next to her said to Yang Guang before leaving: "Boy, don't you be embarrassed?" Be careful when you go out in the future, don't blame me for not reminding you if you accidentally fall and break your head and bleed! ”
Seeing Fang Yaqin leaving, Boss Jia of Huizangzhai sighed and said to Yang Guang: "Why do you bother, guest? That Fang Yaqin is the eldest child of the Tianhua Group in this city, so it's better not to offend or not to offend! ”
Yang Guang shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and said, "Anyway, I've already offended." ”
In fact, if Fang Yaqin's normal bid just now, Yang Guang would never be too rich, it must be the one with the highest price, but she looked like no one in her eyes, as if the whole world owed her and had to accommodate her, which made Yang Guang extremely disgusted.
Yang Guang admits that Fang Yaqin's beauty is even ashamed of many big stars, as the eldest child of Tianhua Group, she must not be short of money. But what does this have to do with Yang Guang? She is not her own family or friend, why should Yang Guang wronged herself to accommodate her? He is not so cheap that he can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman.
Boss Jia saw that Yang Guang didn't care about himself, so he didn't say more, and turned the topic to the chicken bowl cup: "Now the chicken bowl cup imitated by the official kiln in the late Qing Dynasty on the market is between 600,000 and 800,000 yuan, and your collection is extremely well preserved, which can be said to be the only one I have seen in my life." In this way, I am willing to pay 850,000, I don't know if the guest is willing to cut his love? ”
This bid is indeed lower than Fang Yaqin, but for a chicken bowl cup that costs only 100,000 yuan, there is still a huge profit of up to 7.5 times, especially such a transaction Yang Guang can repeat it in just a few days as long as he is willing, he really won't sell his dignity for that little money.
Coming out of Huizangzhai, Yang Guang felt that the funds he had accumulated so far were enough, and it would be a bit of a problem to continue to continue, and it was time to end the plan to make money from the restoration of antiques and start preparing for the second time and space travel trip.
In order to trade between planes, there must be a warehouse for the goods, Yang Guang's current rent is about to expire, there are too many memories between him and his ex-girlfriend, he is not ready to renew the contract, but also to find a new place to live.
At noon, Yang Guang found an intermediary, and in the afternoon, the other party introduced him to a suitable place.
It is a factory building with a single courtyard in the Songhe Development Zone, with a 3-meter-high fence outside, the main building inside can be used as a factory or a warehouse, and the two-story annex building next to it is an office.
After completing the formalities, when Yang Guang, who was a little tired, returned to the rental community, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
Walking along the community road for dozens of meters, Yang Guang saw someone squatting on the green flower bed not far in front of him, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, because of the backlight, he couldn't see the person's face clearly, only saw the bright tiger head tattoo on the person's arm, and a dozen cigarette butts scattered under the flower bed.
Yang Guang quickened his pace and passed by the man, who knew how far he didn't go, when he saw two men with throwing sticks in his hands blocking his way, one of them dyed his hair colorfully, and the other wore a strange-shaped stud earring on his right ear.
Yang Guang stopped vigilantly, he half-turned to look behind him, and found that sure enough, as he guessed, the guy who had smoked before had stood up, holding a cigarette and walking towards him slowly, and he was blocked at the door of his house.
Faced with this situation of being caught between the front and back, Yang Guang did not shout for help, but walked a few steps quickly on his side very calmly, putting himself under the shroud of the street lamp, which was not too bright.
After seeing Yang Guang's appearance clearly, the three young men continued to press towards him completely unaffected, obviously not recognizing the wrong person, looking for Yang Guang.
Confirming this, Yang Guang knew that the battle in front of him was inevitable, and although he was outnumbered, he did not panic, but very calmly lowered his head and recited the spell softly.
The Level 0 "Mage's Hand" was successfully cast in a short period of time, and although nothing appeared in front of him, Yang Guang felt an indescribable thing in the air, as if it was an extension of his limbs, and he knew that this was the invisible palm he had created with magic.
After observing the environment for a moment, Yang Guang concentrated on controlling the invisible palm and drifted towards the dyed man closest to him.
The man with dyed hair didn't know anything about this, and he kept playing with the slinger in his hand proudly, and pressed towards Yang Guang step by step. His fingers and wrists flipped rapidly, causing the slinger to spin and roll back and forth on his palm and wrist, dancing a dazzling array of stick flowers.