God Level Golden Eye

"Mr. Guo, can it be said that these three antiques are all real?"

Zhao Tong stood by and heard the conversation between Guo Tian and Zhang Fan. He actually knew the answer, but he didn't give up, he had to ask.

"These three antiques are real!"

"There is no problem!"

Guo Tian nodded, there is nothing to hide from this kind of thing. Antiques are indeed true.

"Mr. Guo, can I ask you a question, how about the prices of these antiques?"

Zhang Fan looked at the speaker and found that it was one of the stall owners who sold the antiques to him.

"Do you want to know how much this antique is worth?"

"Don't you worry about not falling asleep tonight after you know it?"

Zhang Fan thought it was a bit funny, because he bought antiques from these stall owners. If you tell them how much antiques are really worth at this time, I guess they really want to die.

"I can't sleep tonight, that's for sure, but I still want to know how much the antiques I sell are worth."

A stall owner smiled bitterly and said that there is no need to think about this situation at all, no need to guess at all. The antiques he sold must have been sold at a low price. The only difference is how much money was sold.

"These few antiques are not particularly good ones, but they are not much different. The most expensive one is worth 1.2 million. One of the other two is 300,000, and the remaining 700,000. I won’t say which one is how much it is, so that it saves you from selling antiques. I really can’t sleep when I go back.”

Guo Tian gave three prices.

Zhang Fan was even more admired at this time. Song Yun said that he was really accurate. It really didn't exceed 2 million. This kind of vision is really too accurate, very amazing.

"Boss Zhang, this is my phone number. If you see Boss Song Yunsong later, can you tell him and let him call me if he has time? I'm always waiting for advice."

Guo Tian said as he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Fan.

"no problem!"

"Teacher Guo, please rest assured, I will definitely give your business card to Song Yun!"

Zhang Fan immediately nodded and agreed. This is just a matter of effort. He knows that Song Yun and his Treasure Pavilion are going to open in the antique market. Guo Tian has a very high position in the local antique market circle. Communication is also very necessary for Song Yun, and it is a good thing for everyone.

Guo Tian glanced at the three antiques on the ground, stopped for a while and turned around and left.

Zhang Fan turned around and looked at Zhao Tong who was standing next to him.

"Nothing to say now, right?!"

"Hurry up and give me a dollar!"

Zhang Fan said as he stretched out his hand to Zhao Tong.

Zhao Tong was very unwilling, but he had no choice but to take a dollar out of his pocket and photographed Zhang Fan's hand.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Today this thing is really so happy, I did not expect to bet against Zhao Tongyou, this kind of thing will only happen when the sun comes out from the west, but anyway, it really happened. It's really great. Tomorrow I will definitely have to greet some friends and set up 10 tables and 8 tables to celebrate!"

Zhang Fan clearly wanted to sprinkle salt on Zhao Tong's wound.

Zhao Tong glared at Zhang Fan fiercely. There was no other way but to turn around angrily and leave.

Zhang Fan put away the three antiques on the floor and left with Kou Min. At this time there are more and more people watching the excitement, especially the three stall owners who sell antiques to their own stalls. There are all expressions of incomprehension, so leaving here is the most correct choice.

After Zhang Fan and Kou Min left, the crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed.