God Level Golden Eye

XCMG was speechless. If someone else does not know his true identity, Shen Xue is obviously not included. This woman who is a little younger than herself has a much higher status in this circle than herself. There is no way to deny it anymore.

"Xugong, what do you do? I know very well, so I won't talk too much nonsense. You should leave now!"

The expression on Shen Xue's face suddenly became very serious. Tang Miaomiao just explained the basic situation. XCMG must be an agent for others to buy antiques.

"Shen Xue, even if I am really an agent, what about other people buying antiques?"

"It's not that I don't pay, real money, what is the difference between selling to me and selling to others?!"

XCMG doesn't want to give up at all, and huge commissions are waiting.

"Humph!"

"Xugong!"

"Don't be shameless!"

"Antiques belong to us. We have the final say if we sell it or not. We have the final say on whom we will sell or not, and we will not sell it to you.

"Is it possible that the antiques of my Jumbo Pavilion will not be sold?!"

Shen Xue's face was really as cold as frost. Why XCMG had to find a way to buy antiques after she had explained the situation. As a person in the circle, she knew very well.

"Shen Xue, like this, I will call you right now, and you can talk about this in detail."

When Song Yun heard XCMG say this, his anger rushed to his forehead immediately. He reached for Tang Miaomiao's mobile phone, and hung up without saying anything.

"Get out!"

Song Yun didn't bother to talk to Xugong again, pointed at the door of the store, and slapped his words directly.

Xugong's face blushed for a while, and he wanted to open his mouth, but when he saw Song Yun's face, he swallowed it again when he reached his lips, turned and walked out obediently, he knew that if he still stayed stubbornly. , Maybe Song Yun would really beat himself up, or directly call the police. In this way, the face would be lost even more, and there is no room for things to go around now.

"This is really a penalty for toasting and not drinking!"

"After being dismantled, and still stunned, do you think everyone else is a fool?!"

Song Yun shook his head. People like XCMG are really hard to say.

"It's just because of the commission. If this thing can be done, the commission will be a lot. Don't say 5% or 10%. Even 1% is incredible. Our gold and silver coins are at least 1 billion. Early."

Tang Miaomiao knew very well, it must be the commission.

Song Yun nodded, knowing that this is the case. XCMG must have done this for a huge commission. There is nothing wrong with it. There are many agents for antique sales or other things, and these people all rely on them. Commission life, the key to the problem is that I have already expressed my attitude and will never sell it to Yuki Yamaguchi. People who want to buy their own antiques must have a clear source, and they have to be entangled. This is the crux of the problem.

"Forget it!"

"Don't talk about this person!"

"Save yourself from getting angry!"

Tang Miaomiao stopped talking about XCMG.

"How to deal with this matter?!"

Tang Miaomiao pointed to the crowded people. This is the biggest headache right now.

"This matter has nothing to do with us. Although the thing belongs to us, there are too many people who want to buy it now. How to deal with it is that these buyers have to find a way. They are fighting with gods. We don't need to get together. In the past, they discussed the method and the result was negotiated. We just need to follow that method. If they can’t negotiate and compromise, it’s not our fault. The thing is in our hands anyway. We have nothing to worry about. !"

"It doesn't matter if you sell it to anyone. As long as these people have a clear source, no matter who you sell to, our money is indispensable."

Song Yun didn't care about this at all.

Tang Miaomiao was a little bit anxious. So many people came to grab those gold and silver coins. Everyone refused to accept that everyone wanted them. They just stood in a stalemate. It was a very headache. But now listening to Song Yun’s words, he found it makes sense. The whole person suddenly relaxed.

"Song Yun, you still see things transparently."

"There is nothing wrong with what you said!"

Tang Miaomiao was very impressed.

Song Yun raised his head and looked at the sky outside the Treasure Pavilion, and found that a hint of fish belly had been exposed from the horizon, and his eyes were about to dawn.

"I think I should have morning tea at this time, these rich old men, let them consume it here as they want!"

Song Yun said, raising his foot and walking out the door.

Tang Miaomiao immediately followed, holding his mobile phone when he was walking out, and sent a message to Ram Qiu. A few minutes later, Ram Qiu strolled out, and the three of them went to have breakfast. The people in the treasure pavilion just tossed them.