God Level Golden Eye

"Next I have to introduce this to everyone!"

"Now in the crowd, some people are well informed about what happened in He Wenshi and the owner's antique shop yesterday."

Song Yun continued.

"Ms. Song!"

"What you said is now known to the entire antique market!"

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"Who said no? Now not only the antique market, even the antique collection circle of our entire city and the whole country, maybe we already know what happened in the He Wenshi antique shop."

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"Ms. Song!"

"The 1.3 million transfer fee, right? We heard that it was a very young person who made the move. Would you like to tell us that this is the one standing next to you?"

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"Ms. Song!"

"I heard that the people who sold 1.3 million to win the antique shop in He Wenshi's hand have a lot of background. I don't know if it is like this?"

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The crowd of onlookers is now more and more. There are three floors inside and three floors outside. Not far away, people can still be seen coming over. Hearing Song Yun mentioned what happened yesterday with the aragonite antique shop, the sentiment suddenly became apparent. It became turbulent, and this incident spread throughout the antique collection circle at the speed of light. There are too many people who know it. At the same time, the price of 1.3 million is jaw-dropping.

"Everyone's guess is not wrong at all!"

"The one standing next to me now is the one who has taken He Wenshi's antique shop."

"I think there must be an owner who runs an antique shop here. Congratulations to everyone. Since then, there has been one more colleague and one more competitor."

"Don’t talk nonsense, I’ll introduce to you now, Mr. Zhang Ping Zhang or Boss Zhang, you may hear this name seldom, but it won’t take much time, everyone will be very familiar with the name Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping is Zhang Wenhua The grandson of Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang is very famous in our antique collection circle. Perhaps there are many people who have not been in contact with antiques for a long time and do not have a special understanding, but you will know Zhang Wenhua and Zhang Lao if you go back and inquire. How high is your position in our circle?"

Song Yun introduced Zhang Ping very enthusiastically.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue were sitting in the antique shop. They did not go out with them, but the door of the antique shop was not far away. Song Yun spoke loudly and could hear clearly.

"Song Yun, this kid is holding bad in his heart!"

Zhu Deyuan shook his head as he listened. Until now, Song Yun's words have been very normal, constantly introducing Zhang Ping, and more importantly, it sounds like he is holding Zhang Ping, but as an old fox , I can hear the fact that this is not the case at all.

"Humph!"

"The little guy who grew up in a greenhouse like Zhang Ping is very good at appraisal, but he has very little experience in this society. Even if it’s a tender flower, it’s not like Song Yun. A person who has been growing up in various social environments since he was a child, today this incident has made him a long-term knowledge and let him know that the world is definitely not as easy to talk as he knows. In fact, if he hadn’t A good grandfather, if it weren't for Zhang Wenhua's identity and status in the antique collection circle, when others saw him, how could he be so respectful and polite."

"Today, a person came to Treasure Pavilion to kick the pavilion. I really don’t know that the sky is so great that he can’t even cope with the situation in front of him. Does he really think that if he goes to other people’s antique shops to find faults and troubles, others will be abrupt. Did he follow his imagination one by one with him?"

Xu Desheng curled his lips and was very disdainful. People like Zhang Ping grew up under Zhang Wenhua’s care when they were young. Perhaps because of various reasons, such as talent or acquired education, the appraisal is indeed very good. Yes, but if you want to survive in the antique collection circle, just having the ability to appraise is far from enough. To put it bluntly, it is very likely that others will not be able to eat the bones left. For example, in the current situation, Zhang Ping simply He didn't know how to deal with it, as if it was like a puppet, being tossed by Song Yun, there was no way to refute it, and there was no way to deal with it.

"People like Zhang Ping want to play a big sword in front of a little fox like Song Yun. He really doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. Does he think Song Yun can't see his purpose here, or he thinks Song Yun will be polite with him? , Give Zhang Wenhua face?"

Xu Desheng shook his head straight.

Zhang Ping is really not Song Yun's opponent.

If it’s just for everyone to communicate, identify antiques, etc., in terms of Zhang Wenhua’s face, three points are polite, like the people Zhang Ping usually meets, but now it’s Song Yun and business. What the competitors on the field are doing is smashing other people's fields. No one will be polite. The business field is like a battlefield. It is like a battlefield. It is more scary to see blood than to see blood.

Zhu Deyuan nodded. These short words, or what happened in this period of time, are enough to prove that Zhang Ping is indeed a small flower in the greenhouse. He usually encounters sunny days, never In contrast, Song Yun has been rolling around construction sites and the like since he was a child. He has seen all kinds of people and has done many things like intrigue. The gap is not so big.

Tang Miaomiao was drinking tea slowly. What Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng said was not wrong. Zhang Ping was just a naive child in front of Song Yun. He was a mentally retarded child. There was no way to fight back. Ping has gained an extraordinary ability to appraise, but this grandson also has no social experience at all. It is even more difficult for such a person to survive in such a mixed environment of antique collection.

"This Zhang Ping must have been fully prepared before coming here, but his full preparation only exists in his imagination, thinking that Song Yun will perform according to his imagined script. For example, at this time, he brought out the antiques he brought. Song Yun would obediently appraise and tell him whether this antique is true or not. He never thought that Song Yun would make this matter so big, and would directly call all the people visiting the antique shop nearby to look at this antique together."

"I think at this moment, Zhang Ping's heart must be like a weak little rabbit. He has no idea what to do next. This situation has exceeded his expectations and is no longer in his imagination. , Has no ability to react at all."

"Could it be said that this Zhang Ping was sent by the monkey to tease?"

Shen Xue looked at Zhang Ping, who was standing at the entrance of Treasures and Antiques very contemptuously. She really couldn't figure out who gave Zhang Ping the courage to run to Treasure Pavilion and Song Yun.

Tang Miaomiao smiled and nodded. Indeed, Zhang Ping had no chance of winning at all today. Song Yun slipped away like a stupid donkey.

"We are all people who eat melon!"

"You don't need to worry about anything, just watch a good show."

Tang Miaomiao looked at it and found that the water had already been boiled. He re-made a pot of tea for himself, and Shen Xue, Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng poured a cup. The aroma of the tea rose with the steam. He was still thinking about it. Go to the door to see, for example, Song Yun made the wrong decision and remedy it when he said the wrong thing, but now it seems that there is no need at all, just sitting here on the sofa and watching the show.