God Level Golden Eye

"I always think that antiques are alive. We have to sell antiques when we open antique shops, but every antique is especially a good antique. I have a lot of affection for it. Find him someone who knows how to appreciate it."

"Old man, from what you looked like just now, you really like this gourd bottle. I think you should be the best buyer of this gourd bottle. I don’t think the price is particularly important. I don’t know how to open my mouth. After all, antiques have to be sold to people with fate."

"If you really like this gourd bottle, you can take it away with 8 million. This price is definitely a very good bargain. I can save up to 10 million in a few years. Guaranteed."

He Wenshi had calculated his price, and originally wanted to open 10 million, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart and automatically reduced it by 2 million.

When Jiang Zhonghua heard He Wenshi talking like this, he almost couldn't help but laugh. Any antique has a life, something must be found in a suitable buyer for the antique, and it must be sold to a destined person. All of this is fudge. The real big flicker, what he didn't expect was that more than ten or twenty years had passed, what people like himself said back then, and now some people will say that there is nothing new at all. In other words, people like him used it back then. These people continue to use the trick, and they haven’t made any progress for so many years, which is really disappointing. Not to mention the asking price of 8 million. Even if the real market price of the gourd bottle in front of you is between 3 million and 5 million, it suddenly reached 8 million. This is really taking oneself as it is. A huge water fish, otherwise, it would be impossible to speak like this. He originally thought that his behavior had already put enough pressure on He Wenshi to let him know that people like him could not offend him, but now it seems that he really wants to It's a bit too much, or He Wenshi doesn't care at all under the temptation of huge profits. Is there any problem in doing this? In order to make money, everything can be done.

"Old man, what do you think of this price?"

He Wenshi saw that Jiang Zhonghua hadn't spoken for a long time, and he couldn't help it. Although he knew that he would lose the initiative to speak at this time, he still had to speak. I don't know why. He is uneasy at this time. It feels stronger and stronger.

"800w?"

"Are you sure this is a sincere price? Didn't you just say that price is not particularly important, and you want to find a good buyer for this antique?"

"How do you offer such a price?"

Jiang Zhonghua was not polite at all, and directly stunned He Wenshi with one sentence.

He Wenshi is a little dumbfounded. Jiang Zhonghua definitely disagrees with the price he offered. In his imagination, even if he disagrees, he should be a milder objection. Doing business has always been asking for a price to pay back, and he set a price of 8 million. Those who do business want to make more money, Jiang Zhonghua wants to spend less money to buy it, there is no problem, and it is fine to counter-offer. It is rare to come back so hard.

"Sir, this antique is really good, it's worth the price."

He Wenshi reacted very quickly, forcibly squeezing a smile on his face. In this case, it doesn't make any sense to quarrel with Jiang Zhonghua. If you want to sell the antiques, you have to keep your breath down. It looks like you can make hundreds of dollars. For the sake of 10,000, don’t say just being soft, even if you put your face on the ground, you must have this kind of ability if you want to make a business and make money.

"Oh?!"

"Are you sure this antique is a good thing?"

"I really want to know where you can tell that this antique is a good thing?!"

"I don’t even want 80 yuan for such a tattered item. You dare to ask for 8 million. Do you really treat us old men as old-fashioned? You can even see whether an antique is real or fake. Not coming out?!"

Jiang Zhonghua looked at He Wenshi with a sneer, buying antiques and selling antiques. He wanted to pick up the leaks. Of course, he had a chance to see who was better at it. Selling fake antiques in antique shops is actually very common, but if you even sell fake antiques Others can tell at a glance that there is no professionalism at all, not to mention that coming here today is actually a planned slap in the face, and there is no need to be polite.

He Wenshi's complexion became very ugly. As long as anyone who is playing antiques knows very well, no one guarantees that the antiques in the antique shop will be real. Generally speaking, even if you see fake antiques in the antique shop, you will not buy it if you die. Turning around and leaving, it is impossible to say such ugly words. The old man in front of him used this to prove that he was not sincere to buy antiques at all. It is very likely that he came to find fault.

"Old gentlemen, each flower is in your eyes. If you think antiques are good things, it is very likely that others think they are worthless, or if you think it is fake, others will think it is real. If you feel dissatisfied, or if you think it is fake, there are many other antiques in my antique shop. You can look at other things."

He Wenshi wants to go crazy, but it is absolutely abnormal for a shop owner and a customer to go crazy. Another more important thing is that he can't figure out the origin of the old man in front of him. If he really breaks with him Is there anything else waiting for him on his face, forcibly suppressing the anger that has already emerged.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Look at the other antiques in your antique shop?"

"Do you know why I picked this gourd bottle?"

Jiang Zhonghua laughed, He Wenshi certainly didn't know why he chose the gourd bottle in front of him instead of other antiques, so he could say such a thing.

"Oh?!"

"Old sir, please advise."

He Wenshi felt angry with every word he uttered, as if a volcano was stuffed in his body, and he had to erupt immediately.

"I chose this gourd bottle not because it is real, but because it is among the antiques in your shop. The fake one looks the most real, and the other antiques are worse than this one. You don’t even need to look at it. As soon as you walk into the antique shop and smell the air with your nose, you will know that none of the antiques in your antique shop are genuine."

As Sun Zhonghua said, he pointed his finger at the gourd bottle beside it.

"This kind of junk can't deceive people 20 years ago, not to mention now, in my opinion, you people who play antiques now are getting worse and worse, and you are embarrassed!"

Jiang Zhonghua was not polite at all, pointing to He Wenshi's head and face and began to curse.