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Chapter nine hundred and eighty second arrogant

As soon as he finished speaking, a few more people came to buy dolls. Seeing that Sun Yingying had three sets of 100 yuan, they came to buy them one after another. In just a few minutes, they bought all the dolls on the boss's stall.

Although the profit is not high, it has small profits but quick turnover. I didn’t expect that I made several hundred yuan in a short while. Today I made a small profit.

The boss realized this time. The little girl said it was so accurate that she could make money even if she made small profits and quick turnover.

The three of them bought things and went home. When they went back, they took a taxi and did not take the bus, so as not to encounter messy people again.

Fortunately, the three families live not far away, with two or three kilometers apart, which can be considered a journey back all the way.

Zhao Xinying's bicycle is still at Sun Yingying's house. She came back with Sun Yingying and rode her bicycle home.

Fu Xiaoxiao returned to the antique shop. Li Gaoyi saw that Fu Xiaoxiao was about to say hello, but Fu Xiaoxiao frowned and asked unhappily: "Have my dad picked it?"

Li Gaoyi replied embarrassedly: "I am choosing, you..."

"Then tell my dad, I'll go to Grandma Wei's side..." Fu Xiaoxiao said, then left arrogantly, very arrogant and even rude.

Li Gaoyi frowned. He had never had close contact with Fu Xiaoxiao before. He just looked at him from a distance. He originally thought Fu Xiaoxiao was pretty and did not laugh at school, but he didn't expect that he was such a proud person in private!

However, his family opens the door to do business and is the customer at the door. In school, it doesn’t matter where they can get along, and it doesn’t matter if they can’t come!

Because Li Gaoyi's antique shop has always sold authentic products, it has a good reputation in the provincial capital. This time Fu Zhiheng wants to give gifts, and that person likes calligraphy and paintings.

Since it's a gift, of course I have to give it real.

He doesn't know calligraphy and painting, so he can only buy it at a shop that sells real goods.

Fu Zhiheng talked with Li Gaoyi's grandfather for about an hour, and finally chose a landscape painting by the Qing Dynasty painter Wang Shimin. Although the price is high, this time it is related to the approval of new drugs, which is very important, so this is necessary.

Although expensive, Fu Zhiheng thinks it is worth it.

Boss Li packed the calligraphy and paintings with silk cloth and put them in an exquisite mahogany box, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for taking care of my business."

Fu Zhiheng smiled, "Thank you too for the good things Boss Li introduced to me, and I will come to visit you in the future."

This is an antique shop that my father also trusts, and it is trustworthy.

"Haha, they are all old customers, don't worry." Boss Li said with a smile, and quickly promised that few of these rich people would appreciate and appraise, so although the things in his store were expensive, they must be genuine, so many people were willing to come to buy them. On the contrary, if they were real, or invested, they would not come to his store to buy things.

Fu Zhiheng came out holding the box, but didn't see his daughter, and was about to ask.

Li Gaoyi from the other side quickly replied: "Uncle Fu, Fu Xiaoxiao just came back and said to Grandma Wei's side, so I'll tell her to tell her."

Hearing this, Fu Zhiheng was slightly stunned, but he still insisted and nodded, "Oh, so that's it, okay, I understand, thank you."

When facing outsiders, Fu Zhiheng can always show a gentle and elegant side, but his nature will be revealed in front of Sun Yingying, Liu Meihua and others.

"No need to thank you." Li Gaoyi replied, watching Fu Zhiheng leave.
Chapter completed!
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