God Level Golden Eye

Sun Guohua, Ma Dali, Zhao Yuan, Li Li and Fang Ying are not people with brain problems. In fact, people who can make big money in their respective fields are actually geniuses. These words said by Tang Miaomiao In their ears, it is simply deafening. No one has ever said something like this to them. The so-called expert appraisers and appraisal experts who were invited to the past always confuse the antique appraisal. How complicated? How? What about difficulties?

"Miss Tang, you are not the same as the people who opened antique shops we have met before, or experts in appraisal. No one has ever said this to us."

Zhao Yuan was silent for a long time, and he immediately got a sentence like this. Sun Guohua and others nodded their heads in recognition.

"Do you know why?!"

Tang Miaomiao smiled. Of course she knew why the others were different from what she said.

Sun Guohua and the others shook their heads. They really didn't know why Tang Miaomiao said this.

Tang Miaomiao pointed to Song Yun who was sitting next to him.

"There is Song Yun in the Treasure Pavilion!"

What Tang Miaomiao was telling was the truth. There were people like Song Yun in the treasure pavilion, and they didn't need to do those crooked things to make enough money.

"You have already seen Song Yun's ability to pick up leaks. With this alone, we can make a lot of money. Another thing is that the antiques sold by our Jumbo Pavilion are all fidelity. In other words, if For the fake antiques you bought from our Jumbo Pavilion, you can always ask us to settle accounts. Do you have enough firmness? In fact, it has nothing to do with us and will not affect our business. In fact, if your appraisal level is higher High is better for us."

Tang Miaomiao knows very well that if there is no Song Yun in Zhenbao Pavilion, it may be the same as other antique shops. But with Song Yun, you have confidence. You don't need to care about those little tricks at all. More capable of erecting the sign that Jumbo Pavilion only sells genuine antiques.

Sun Guohua thought for a while and knew that Tang Miaomiao was telling the truth. Because of Song Yun, Zhenbaoge really didn't have to do such a thing. The reality has proved this. Zhenbaoge is now selling real antiques so hot. , I made a lot of money, but it was not enough to sell. There was no need to sell fake antiques, and there was no need to fool anyone. What I depended on was the hard-fought golden sign.

"The antique shops in Ninghua City, including our antique shops here, and even the entire Huaxia antique shops, do not exist at all if they are like yours."

Li Li played antiques over the years, traveled to many places, visited many antique shops, and interacted with many people in the antique circle. This is the first time I have met people like Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue. .

"Speaking of this, it's definitely not. We Yelang arrogantly sell and boast. Zhenbaoge is indeed the only antique shop like this."

Shen Xue was very confident and gave herself a like. Zhenbaoge can indeed do this, and it is indeed the only one in the entire Huaxia Antique Store.

The things Song Yun just ordered were delivered one after another. Everyone was eating and chatting. The atmosphere was very relaxed and harmonious. This is what the host and guest were talking about.

The problem that Sun Guohua and others ate very fast. It was solved after 20 minutes. This is still deliberately slowed down. Otherwise, maybe the whole breakfast can be solved in 5 minutes, or even a bowl of porridge. They were always thinking about the tens of millions of antiques that Song Yun last cut out. Seeing Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue eating breakfast slowly, they didn’t care at all, and they didn’t worry at all. Just take the antique that Song Yun had picked up and walked to the sofa next to it to appreciate it carefully.