As soon as Xu Qing walked out of the door, Fatty Liu's cell phone rang. He picked it up and answered it. He could hear a burst of rapid sound from inside.

"Brother Liu, what big dragon stamps did you just say?"

"The brand new big dragon stamp, it's elephant for thousands of years. Didn't you just say that I was full and full?" Fatty Liu smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. He had long guessed that this would be the result.

"Are you sure there is an elephant for thousands of years? That is a rare out-of-print rare postage that is even rarer than the dragon. If I had paid 800,000, no, one million, no, new or old..." The rich second generation on the other side of the phone was as excited as if he was injected with chicken blood, and he wanted to come and see what happened immediately.

Fatty Liu smiled indifferently and said slowly: "To be honest, I haven't seen anything either. You'd better call an expert to come and have a look. If it's done, remember to invite me to go to heaven and earth for a meal..."

Dudu... Before he finished speaking, he was already dead. Fatty Liu's cheek twitched a few times, then he squinted his eyes and smiled, thinking, this guy is really impatient, I hope the buddy upstairs won't let me down...

Xu Qing was now holding a broom and dustpan, cleaning the corridor meticulously. Although this job seemed easy, sweeping several buildings was enough to make him sweat. What's more, he didn't sleep all night last night, and now he was suffering from his mouth and his eyelids kept drooping.

After finally cleaning the corridor, Xu Qing dragged his tired body back home. As soon as he entered the house, he poured a large cup of cold white and poured it on. After taking two drinks, a rapid knock on the door sounded outside.

"Brother, open the door, I'm here..." This person who called the door was also awesome, and I don't know what mess it was.

Xu Qing swallowed the water blocked in his throat with his neck, rolled his eyes and went to open the door, and saw a two-year-old standing outside the door.

The fat man with a fat face was not Brother Liu downstairs. There was also a young man dressed in fancy clothes beside him. He looked in his early twenties, tall and tall, with a flat platinum necklace hanging around his neck, and a computer bag twisted in his hand. His face was white and his eyebrows were filled with an anxious feeling.

There was also a bald old man with eyes on the side. Just looking at the clearly visible circles on the edge of his lens, you can tell that the degree is definitely not low. On this hot day, he was wearing a green robe, and the cloth on his back was covered with sweat on his skin. People who were not careful really couldn't tell it.

"Brother, I heard that you have Zhang Wannian Youxiang for sale, please take it out and give Brother Tang a long eye..." The young man entered the house impatiently and blurted out a jargon.

Cousin? When did I recognize this relative? I wouldn’t bring such a person if I take advantage of it? Xu Qing didn’t react for a while, and his expression became a little strange.

"Haha! His surname is Tang and his name is Guobin. He is so impatient and a righteous guy." Fatty Liu smiled with a panic and relieved Xu Qing's doubts.

Xu Qing nodded, turned around and took out the book with a thousand-year-old elephant from his schoolbag and placed it on the table. He opened it and pinched the plastic bag with his fingers and opened it and spread it in his palm.

"Oh, it's such an elephant. Just a small ticket is worth one million..." It was the first time Tang Guobin saw this stamp. He hid two sets of Big Dragon stamps at his house, but he didn't have this ten thousand-year-old elephant. It was his long-cherished wish and it was also a matter of face.

China's first set of full-length big dragon stamps is divided into three Yunlongs, a pagoda and a ten thousand-year-old elephant. Among them, ten thousand-year-old elephant is the most precious. Both the pagoda and ten thousand-year-old elephant have not been officially issued and there are very few in the world. Therefore, it is not difficult to collect three Yunlongs, but the difficulty of collecting a complete set has increased by more than ten thousand times. Collecting a set of big dragon stamps is worthy of being the Beidou of Taishan in the philatelic industry. Its significance is far from being measured by money.

At first, Fatty Liu was disturbed by a phone call and hung up the phone in a daze. Later, he recalled the four words "There is a gloss in ten thousand years" and was shocked that he woke up all kinds of dreams. He called Mr. Wu, who was very knowledgeable about antique stamps, and rushed over in a hurry. He ran over with countless red lights along the way.

To put it in Tang Guobin's words, two hundred times a day, one can eat an appetizer ten or eight times a day.

When Mr. Wu saw the stamps in Xu Qing's palm, he felt inexplicably excited. He quickly took out a magnifying glass, tweezers, wool rice paper, gloves, and a small stack of small plastic bags as thin as silkworm wings. He gently clamped the stamps with tweezers and placed them on the wool rice paper. He looked at them carefully with the magnifying glass.

If you use two words to describe Mr. Wu’s appearance at this time, it is ‘professional’. If you use three words instead, it is ‘too professional’. If you add two words, it is only ‘too fucking professional’. Every detail, every corner, and even the burrs on the edge of the stamp must be carefully looked at.

Tang Guobin was not so patient. From the expression on Mr. Wu's face, he could see that 90% of the stamp was real. So he opened his computer bag, took out an exquisite laptop and put it on the bed. He turned around and said to Xu Qing: "Brother, I'll transfer one million to you now, and give me a bank account."

Xu Qing was stunned and looked at Fatty Liu. He saw that the smiling Maitreya was nodding and smiling at him. He took out an ICBC card from the drawer and handed it to Tang Guobin. Seeing that the other party skillfully tapped the keyboard, the transfer was completed in less than a minute, and then handed it to Xu Qing with the computer.

"Look clearly, one million pure oceans."

Xu Qing subconsciously looked at the screen and saw words like successful transfer. Yesterday, he was a poor student who could not afford the rent, but today he became a millionaire. Is fate so wonderful?

Now Xu Qing felt as if he was floating in the clouds, his feet were soft and his mind was in chaos. He even had the urge to cry. If he had been with this million, maybe his illness would have been cured... Thinking of this, his eyes turned red and he actually shed two lines of tears.

"Fuck, isn't it? One million can make you cry. Brother, you are too inferior." Seeing Xu Qing crying, Tang Guobin felt a little incredible. One million is just a fraction of his monthly pocket money, so there is no need to shed tears, right?

In fact, he would not understand Xu Qing’s thoughts. One million, or even the threshold between life and death, does not require so much, half is enough.

"Mr. Tang, this picture of Wannian Elephant is complete and authentic..." Mr. Wu's appraisal came late, and Tang Guobin had already paid all the money.

"Brother, don't cry with this thing. I'll give it to you. If you are unhappy, you can still be a brick..." Tang Guobin was in a good mood. He reached out and closed the laptop that was still holding in Xu Qing's hand. Then he waved to Fatty Wu Lao Liu and said, "Let's go, please go to the heaven and earth for dinner together. There will be a program after the meal."

The brand new Dell XPS giant was given to someone as a brick after transferring the account once. Mr. Tang was really willing to do so. Even Fatty Liu on the side sighed at Xu Qing's good luck, a laptop worth 27,000 yuan! Just giving someone to play with Little Black Duck (QQ abbreviation), it was a waste of resources!

Xu Qing carefully put the bank card with one million into his pocket and deliberately inserted it into the pocket. It looked like the next moment the card would have wings flying away, which made Tang Guobin frown.

The full man does not know that the hungry man is hungry, and the second generation of rich spends too much money. I make money and my son spends money, and always treats the ocean as mud... Fatty Liu despises this rich second generation who uses bean bags but not dry food from the bottom of his heart, but he still envies more when he despises him, and he says, huh, numb, we will be reborn in the next life and become a rich second generation.

After repeated persuasion by Fatty Liu and Tang Guobin, Xu Qing finally agreed to go to the heaven and earth for dinner. When he went downstairs, he saw a cool Grand Cherokee. This was Mr. Tang's car. It was no problem to have a powerful car like this, with ten or eight people installed.
Chapter completed!