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Chapter Ninety-Four: The First Pot of Gold IV

[69 Book Bar - www.] Dong Jingjian was very surprised. Zhao Gang's expression was very serious and he was not joking at all. He believed Zhao Gang! He turned around and stretched out five fingers to the old man: "Fifty thousand yuan!

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Seeing Dong Jingjian's happy face just now, the old man thought the deal was done, but the other party and the bumpkin behind him didn't know what to say, and asked for 50,000 yuan in exchange! Could it be that the bumpkin behind him was an expert?

"Young man, are you kidding me?" the old man sneered.

Dong Jingjian believed in Zhao Gang. Naturally, if he dared to ask for 50,000 yuan, he must have his own reasons. He said firmly: "50,000 yuan, if the boss thinks it is suitable, we will make a deal. If not, I will go to another company."

Now the old man could see that people had seen its value and it was impossible to fool them. Although the market price of this antique was around 60,000, he still had to meet a customer who loved it, so the other party offered

Fifty thousand yuan is a bit high. If it were 30,000 yuan, he would definitely agree.

"Purple clay six-square pot from the Song Dynasty? What a good thing." An old man couldn't help but exclaimed as he walked in.

The old man is in his early fifties, with an energetic crew cut and a bit of gray hair. He is wearing a purple Tang suit with the word "Shou" in it. He is full of energy between his brows, has tiger eyebrows and big eyes, and his face is full of red light. Especially his eyes are sharp, like a glance.

You can see through the other person's mind.

The old man suddenly intervened and told the year of this purple clay six-square pot at a glance. He was definitely an expert!

The boss's face was extremely ugly, and he had an extraordinary bearing. At a glance, he knew that he was the kind of boss who was either rich or noble. He suppressed his anger, thought about it carefully, and immediately remembered who it was, and said politely: "It turns out to be the Ancient City Hu Gong.

,Disrespect, disrespect."

The old man smiled and said: "I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it."

The happiest person here is Dong Jingjian. It turned out to be a purple sand square pot from the Song Dynasty! The Song Dynasty has a long history. He knew that he really missed it this time! He looked at Zhao Gang excitedly, but he didn't expect that Brother Zhao turned out to be

What a master! No wonder I had to buy a pot for myself just now and dared to ask for 50,000 yuan! Thank you for trusting him, otherwise I would have missed such a good opportunity.

The old man walked around the purple clay square pot, his eyes were very excited, and he was full of praise: "Little brother, this purple clay pot is good. Although its ornamental value is not very high, its cultural heritage is very rich.

.If the boss here hadn’t taken a fancy to it, I would have wanted to buy it.”

The so-called gentleman does not take what others like, but there is an unspoken rule of first come, first served in the toy world, otherwise the old man would really want to bid with the boss.

The boss always has a smile on his face, and it is even more impossible to deceive people now, but 50,000 yuan is really expensive.

Dong Jingjian could see that the old man was either rich or noble, and he was definitely a big shot. He said in a haha ​​manner: "The old man has good eyesight, an expert!" It could be seen that the old man also liked this square pot very much, but according to the rules, it was not easy to compete with the boss for business.

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The old man smiled and said, "Is this inherited from your family or where did you buy it?"

Dong Jingjian was not afraid to say it, he said haha: "My brother fell in love with this at first sight and spent three thousand yuan. I am not afraid to tell you that I bought it at a street stall."

"Oh?" The old man seemed very interested, his eyes fell on Zhao Gang who was behind Dong Jing's fitness, "Do you mean this little brother by brother?"

Zhao Gang stood behind him and said nothing, but no one could ignore his presence. There was a sense of mystery about him. The old man had never looked at anyone wrongly.

"Yes." Dong Jingjian smiled.

"You are young and promising. I didn't have such vision when I was your age." The old man smiled approvingly.

Zhao Gang nodded to the old man very friendly. His voice was too scary, so he could only greet the old man in this way.

The boss finally understood why Dong Jingjian turned around to discuss with the young man. It turned out that he was the master behind it. He was so young and had such a vision, but he only spent three thousand yuan. It was a terrible life. Previously, he had

I want to make a fortune.

After bargaining, the boss finally bought the purple clay six-square teapot for 45,000 yuan with great heartache. After the smooth handover, Dong Jingjian was very happy. 3,000 yuan turned into 45,000 yuan in one day. If only he could have it every day

Such luck, how good it must be. But this is just a good wish. It took me a long time to find one, and it was only because of Zhao Gang's eyesight.

"Little brother, my name is Bao Jianxin, and they are all called Hu Gong. If you have any good things to sell in the future, remember to call me." Bao Jianxin handed Zhao Gang a business card.

Zhao Gang took the business card and looked at it. The business card alone was a big deal. It was actually made of white jade, with the characters "Bao Jianshu" and a contact number engraved on it. The price of this white jade alone must be quite high.

Zhao Gang nodded sincerely.

Dong Jingjian chatted with Bao Jianxin for a while. Dong Jingjian is a good businessman. What he does in business is actually connections. If you have more connections, you will naturally have more business. Of course, you should make good friends with people like Bao Jianxin who are well-established.

.And because it was difficult to speak, Zhao Gang stood silent and smiled slightly from time to time. In this way, Bao Jianxin felt that Zhao Gang was becoming more and more mysterious.

The few of them chatted happily, and finally Dong Jingjian promised that he would be the first to notify him of any good things in the future, and then he left.
Chapter completed!
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