God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun was satisfied. After buying this batch of antiques, coming here tonight is definitely not in vain, it can be said to be full of harvest.

"The boss, can I inquire about one thing?!"

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao just stood beside them for a while, and someone came up to have a conversation.

"Oh?!"

"I don't know what you call?"

"I don't know what it is?"

Song Yun was a little bit puzzled. He didn't know what the other party was looking for.

"My surname is Zhang, and my bow is Zhang Zhang. I am also an antique collector."

Zhang Mingyang didn't know why he felt a little nervous.

"Hello Mr. Zhang, I don't know what's up with you?!"

Song Yun is even more confused at this moment. He has nothing to do with the antique collectors here. The one he met is Jiang Guangming, and he only met through the introduction of Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng. A typical nodding acquaintance, this is in front of him. It is impossible to guess why the surname Zhang is looking for himself.

"I saw you bought a lot of antiques just now, and I was wondering if you still need more antiques?!"

Zhang Mingyang was watching the excitement just now. I don’t know why. I think Song Yun should still need to buy more antiques. He happens to have some antiques in his hand, which is not a special need. If it can be sold, it is definitely a good thing. The people who came here tonight are all in the antique collection circle, and ask, if it succeeds, it will be the best, and if it fails, there is no loss.

Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue couldn't help it. You look at me and I look at you. They didn't expect anything like this to happen.

"Do you have antiques in your hand? Want to sell them to us?"

Song Ding suddenly realized that this was definitely an opportunity. He just madly collected a batch of antiques in Ninghua City. The short-term problem of Zhenbaoge antiques was immediately changed. If you can also collect a batch of antiques here at this time. , Zhenbaoge will not need to worry about antiques at all in the future.

"How many antiques do you want to sell?"

Song Yun pressed his excitement and asked quickly.

"There are always thirty or forty items. Although they are not particularly good things, I can guarantee that all the antiques are genuine. They will not be worse than the antiques you collected at the stalls just now, and they will be better. ."

Zhang Mingyang is very confident about this. According to the antiques on the few stalls just now, there are few antiques that can exceed 100,000 yuan. Such antiques can be seen by Song Yun. There is no reason to look down. He collected in his own home. Those are definitely not bad.

"We have to take a look at the antiques in your hand. If they are all true as you said, if the price is right, we will buy them all."

Song Ding did not hesitate to make a decision immediately. If he could buy the antiques in the hands of this person, the news might have to be spread right away. The plan to collect a wave of antiques here can be realized immediately, He Leer Not for.

Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue didn't speak, but the two of them thought the same as Song Yun's. Pies falling from the sky, if you can't catch this opportunity, it's just like the sky is angry and people blame you for this is a thunderstorm.

Zhang Mingyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He has collected antiques for so many years. There are some antiques, especially those that he bought when he first started collecting. Now it seems that there is not much meaning at this time. If it can be at a reasonable price If you sell it, you will have a sum of money right away, no matter what you do.

Zhang Mingyang immediately took out his business card and handed it to Song Yun, so that when he meets tomorrow, the meeting place will be at his home.

Song Yun watched Zhang Mingyang leave, and the smile on the corners of his mouth grew bigger and more obvious. This is really a deliberate planting of flowers and unintentional willows.

"What happened in Ninghua City has to happen again!"

Tang Miaomiao looked at Song Yun. She knew very well that as long as Zhang Mingyang's business was completed, a large number of antiques would be available for purchase.

"Who said no?"

"I really didn't really think that there would be such an unexpected surprise!"

Song Yun was very satisfied. Coming here this time was just an idea of ​​picking up the omissions, and there would be such a reward no matter how he expected it.