Chapter 682 The taste of poverty
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Seeing the mood of the monk Banshan, Wang Guan also frowned slightly, and vaguely felt that there was something hidden.
You should know that in his impression, Monk Banshan is a virtuous monk who has practiced for many years. Needless to say, his abilities are enough, and his character is even more ashamed. But now Monk Banshan is losing his composure. Is it really just because of the fact that Monk Banshan is not in a position to do so?
Why does the Golden Pagoda belong to a Buddhist magic weapon?
Just as Wang Guan was pondering, the great collector who believed in Buddhism had finished weighing the pros and consequently gritted his teeth and continued to raise the price: "Ninety-eight million."
However, before everyone was upset, Mr. Zeng seemed confident and went back directly to the 9980s and 9980s, which almost reached the 100 million yuan mark, which naturally made everyone present feel excited.
It’s nineteen eight, is it still far from exceeding 100 million?
Everyone had no answer because the two or three big collectors who were qualified to participate in the competition were silent. I don’t know if they were reconsidering or planning to give up the competition.
But it doesn't matter. Jia Qin is very satisfied with the price. In fact, 99.8 million is not much different from 100 million yuan, so there is no need to be too petty.
Thinking of this, Jia Qin smiled again, "Is no one bidding? Then it's decided."
Under Jia Qin's questioning, several large collectors had thoughtful expressions, but they did not mean to respond. Jia Qin was in a good mood and stopped urging him anymore, and waited patiently.
After a long time, the Buddhist collector gave up and showed helplessness on his face: "Brother Zeng, you won."
"Haha, luck." Mr. Zeng smiled and said, "If you add more, it's my turn to say this."
"One hundred million..."
Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, a sound came from the corner, which almost made everyone unable to react. At this moment, Wang Guan walked out lightly and stretched out a finger: "100 million
One million!"
"What?"
Many people were stunned and were filled with joy. They thought it was the dust that was settled, but they didn't expect it to be a turn of things. Cheng Yaojin came out on the way, and there was fun to watch.
"you want?"
However, Jia Qinshen was a little more suspicious and obviously did not trust Wang Guan’s wealth, so he kindly reminded: “This is a cash transaction, and it is settled directly. Instalments are not allowed.”
"Don't worry. Several old seniors are present. I won't make a fuss and become a laughing stock for everyone. I will never be able to gain a foothold in the circle in the future." Wang Guan said casually, but received everyone's nodding and approval.
This is indeed the truth. It depends on the specific situation when making a fuss. Playing tricks on such occasions is simply not going to be in the industry, so I did such a thing that self-destructed my reputation.
Besides, even if Wang Guan asked for the price, it might not be the money he paid. Many people glanced at the monk Banshan next to him, but they misunderstood in their hearts. No wonder they misunderstood that Wang Guan went out,
He brought a monk here and then suddenly participated in the competition for the Golden Pagoda, which was difficult to make people not misunderstand.
So after thinking about it, Mr. Zeng walked straight to the monk Mid-mountain and asked, "Where is the master coming from?"
"Singapore!"
In a state of excitement, the monk Banshan didn't care about the mystery and told the truth directly.
As expected...
In an instant, many people thought to themselves. They subconsciously felt that the crossing river was coming.
Even Mr. Zeng thought so. He frowned and after thinking for a while, he kindly advised: "Master, you should know that such a treasure is probably not out of the customs."
At this time, Wang Guan also understood a little in the reaction of everyone, and suddenly felt amused and crying. It turned out that in everyone's heart, he was just a substitute and could not afford that much money.
Shaking his head gently, Wang Guan said bluntly: "Mr. Zeng, you misunderstood. I bought the things and have nothing to do with the master."
"oh!"
Everyone nodded in understanding, but their faces showed a clear expression of disbelief.
Yes, I just defended myself. Wang Guan was speechless for a while and simply reminded: "I bid 101 million, is there any higher price than me? If there is nothing, it will belong to me."
When he said this, Wang Guan felt heartbroken when he thought of the empty bank account for a while, and his tone was inevitably a bit lacking, which made others more convinced. If it was really his own money, then he should be very confident.
It is right to speak loudly when you speak, how could it be as soft as it is now?
Of course, the misunderstanding is a misunderstanding, but the price cannot be ignored.
At the right time, everyone looked at Mr. Zeng again, wanting to see if he answered the call. However, Mr. Zeng smiled bitterly: "I just said that 99.8 million is the bottom line, who can add more
One point, I can't do anything about it."
"ah!"
The great Buddhist collector suddenly regretted it and couldn't help but sigh. If he had known it, he should have tried his best, but it would be too late to regret it now. Because he had given up, he appeared and made a new offer, which was to go back on his word and easily make it happen.
People despise.
Perhaps some people think it doesn't matter if they do this, but they definitely do not include real experts. For real experts, reputation is more important than anything else. It is impossible to destroy the reputation that you have built after most of your life in business, even if it is
Even if something is a rare treasure, it is not possible.
So Mr. Zeng withdrew from the competition, which means there is no suspense in the result. As long as Wang Guan can afford to pay, he can move things away at any time.
At this moment, Wang Guan sighed in his heart and greeted Jia Qin and said, "Come and sign the contract."
Jia Qin naturally had no objection. Anyway, it was enough to give money. As for who bought the Golden Pagoda, it was not within his consideration, so he cooperated to sign the transfer agreement.
After that, Wang Guan took some time to transfer a huge amount of money to Jia Qin's account. At this moment, he finally realized what it was to work hard for decades and return to before liberation.
It tastes so good.
It’s useless to say more, and it’s too late to regret it.
Besides, Wang Guan didn't feel much regretful. On the contrary, he smiled a little, and then greeted the monk Banshan who was a little excited. The two of them worked together to move the heavy golden pagoda outside.
"The boss..."
At the right time, Cao Xiang and the others drove over. When they saw the Golden Pagoda, they also looked a little amazed: "What a pagoda, it must be very valuable."
"Stop sighing." Wang Guan waved his hand and said, "There is a lot of stuff inside, take people in and move them out."
Cao Xiang nodded quickly, took his friend in, carefully moved out the things and placed them in a van, and then slowly drove them back to Shiyi Pavilion to count them in the warehouse. As for the Golden Pagoda, of course, Wang Guan took them directly back to the gate of the mansion.
"Come back?"
Not long after, in the living room of the mansion, he heard footsteps. When Mr. Qian looked up, he naturally discovered the Golden Pagoda. A hint of surprise flashed through his eyes.
However, Mr. Qian was obviously more calm. He glanced at the Golden Pagoda and didn't care much. Instead, he looked at the monk Banshan and said curiously: "What is this master?"
After putting down the heavy golden pagoda with difficulty, Wang Guan introduced it: "Old Qian, this is the master of the Mid-Levels that I mentioned to you. I just flew to see me from Singapore."
"It turns out to be Master Banshan." Old Qian smiled even stronger on his face. He also heard Wang Guan talk about the deeds of the monk Banshan, and he was somewhat admirable. Now he naturally welcomed him politely.
"Hello, donor of money!"
After the two greeted each other, under the inviting of Mr. Qian, the monk Mid-mountain sat down and seemed to have returned to his calm expression. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that he is watching the Golden Pagoda from time to time, feeling a little restless.
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At the same time, Wang Guan complained: "Old Qian, I am now penniless."
"Why, you won't really buy everything, right?" Mr. Qian was very surprised.
"I think, but there are too many things and the value is beyond my imagination. Even if I sell me, it is not enough." Wang Guan sighed: "Besides, the Jia family is not stupid. In addition to me, there is also Mr. Chang,
Mr. Zeng was present. I snatched this golden pagoda from them after losing everything. Then I turned into a pauper. How could I make other extravagant wishes?"
"It's nobody else's fault."
Qian Laoqing smiled and said, "I thought you were picking and choosing in the warehouse. I didn't expect that you actually went to the secret room, and changed your stingy nature in the past, and you were willing to spend a huge amount of money to buy the pagoda.
Tell me, how much did it cost?”
"One hundred million!" Wang Guan said frankly: "I regret it now. I plan to contact my next company to take action, so I can't hit it in my hands. Mr. Qian, do you have any good suggestions?"
"Don't……"
The monk Banshan suddenly stopped him, and then realized that he had been in trouble. After silently reciting the Buddha's name in his heart, he advised him seriously: "Wang Shi mainly thinks twice. This is a great Buddha's fate, how can he easily give up?"
"The Buddha's fate cannot be eaten as food. If you are really poor and anxious, you will probably sell the gold directly by pound." Wang Guan sighed, this is the most realistic.
"How can this work..." A hint of hesitation flashed through the eyes of Monk Banshan, and he wanted to speak but stopped.
At the right time, Mr. Qian seemed to have seen a little clue. After pondering for a while, he had a smile in his eyes, and then he slowly poured tea and hosted guests, and watched the fun.
At this time, Wang Guan stopped talking, just looked at the monk Banshan with a bright smile on his face.
The monk Banshan naturally noticed it so blatantly, and said a little unnaturally, a little confused: "Amitabha, why did the donor look at me like this?"
"No, I just want to ask the master for advice. Can monks lie?" Wang Guan said with a smile, the cunning light in his eyes was like a fox.
"Natural!" Monk Banshan was stunned, then realized something, and immediately smiled bitterly: "Does the donor Wang understand?"
"I know, but I don't know if what I know is the master, you know." Wang Guan raved and smiled brighter: "So I want to know what the master knows, but I'm afraid that the master will avoid talking about it, so I asked clearly first
Chapter completed!