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The supplier was overjoyed when he heard that they were willing to buy the stamp.

This stamp has been in their hands for some time, but because the profit is really not big, they have never been able to sell it.

Unexpectedly, I finally sold it today, which solved a large capital turnover problem.

Tang Feng took the stamp as if he had found a treasure, turning it over and over again.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yanan couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

I really don't know what this guy is doing.

It was just her first day at work, and she had spent nearly three million in funds. How would she live her life after meeting such a prodigal?

In fact, Tang Feng felt a little uneasy at this time.

Because he just used the scanning system to detect it, the system valued the stamp at 4 million.

Although he didn't know the reason, he still chose to trust the system.

At least so far, the system has not tricked him.

Just when the two parties reached a verbal agreement and Qin Yanan was preparing to make the payment, the mustache suddenly received a call.

I don’t know what was said on the other end of the phone, but the face of Mustache, who was smiling just now, suddenly changed.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Qin Yanan with an embarrassed look, "I'm really sorry, but I can't sell this stamp to you."

Qin Yanan was holding her mobile phone and preparing to transfer money. She was startled when she heard his words, "Why?"

"Ahem, because this stamp... someone wants it. I forgot about it just now. I'm really sorry." Mustache apologized quickly, and then wanted to take the stamp back from Tang Feng.

But Tang Feng dodged his hand and stared at him displeased, "You can't go back on your word after you finalize the price. Do you want to break the rules?"

He is now learning and selling now.

I just learned the rules from my master and used them when I changed hands.

The mustache's face was full of anxiety, but he was helpless.

Although the other party has not paid yet, according to the rules of the antique shop, as long as an agreement is reached verbally, it is considered a done deal.

If it were some small stall hawkers, they might be able to regret it shamelessly.

But once a supplier like them does something like this, their reputation will be ruined.

Zhang Jicheng saw that there must be something wrong here, so he immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket and entered an internal industry group.

I asked in the group, "What's the latest news about the Black Queen?"

This group is full of elites in the antique business. Some are good at jade and porcelain, some are good at calligraphy and painting, and of course many are good at collectibles such as stamps.

Less than a few seconds after he asked, someone answered.

"Oh, I didn't expect Master Zhang to be so well-informed. I just received the news. I didn't expect you to be one step ahead of me."

The speaker's name is Fan Shiming, a well-known stamp collector in the Zhonghai antique circle, and he has many priceless stamps in his hands.

As soon as Zhang Jicheng heard what he said, he knew something must have happened and hurriedly asked, "Can you tell me in detail?"

Fan Shiming quickly sent a long text, "Actually, the matter is very simple. There was a fire at the National Museum of Canada. Many priceless collections were burned, including two Black Queen stamps. There are only ten Black Queens left in the world. Zhang, there are only eight left now, and the price will definitely rise sharply..."

When Zhang Jicheng got the news, he immediately looked at Tang Feng in surprise.

Judging from his determined look just now, it was obvious that he had received the news in advance.

This is even more shocking.

Fan Shiming, as the master of stamp collecting in Zhonghai, had just received the news.

Where did Tang Feng's information channels come from?

At this time, Fan Shiming sent another message, "I am here to buy Black Queen stamps, the price is four million, as much as you want."

Zhang Jicheng's hand shook and he almost dropped his phone to the ground.

Although he had expected that the price of Black Queen would skyrocket, he did not expect such a huge increase.

In other words, he, his precious apprentice, made more than one million for Yayuan by flipping it off so easily.

This is almost as much as his performance in one month.

He really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Seeing that his expression was different, Qin Yanan hurriedly came over and asked, "Master Zhang, what happened?"

Zhang Jicheng showed her the phone.

When Qin Yanan saw this message, she looked at Tang Feng in shock, "You...how did you know this news?"

Tang Feng looked at her confused, "What's the news?"

"There's news about the fire at the National Museum of Canada. Didn't you know the news in advance and let me buy this stamp?" Now it was Qin Yanan's turn to be confused.

"I don't know, I just think this stamp is pretty good-looking." Tang Feng really didn't know, but he couldn't say it was the system's credit, so he could only find a lame excuse.

Zhang Jicheng and Qin Yanan looked at each other and were completely speechless.

If the other party did not get the news in advance.

Then it can only be attributed to luck.

And it's unbelievable luck.

Pei Tianyuan, who had been watching the excitement, suddenly changed his expression after hearing the conversation between the three.

He was also in that group. He immediately took out his phone and looked at it, and his expression became shocked.

In other words, he lost more than one million with just one thought.

Although more than one million is not a lot of money to him.

But in front of him, someone else found out such a big mistake, which still made him unable to get off the stage.

In today's fashionable terms, it is not very harmful but extremely insulting.

The eyes looking at Tang Feng were full of complexity.

Tang Feng put the stamp away and reminded Qin Yanan, "Sister Nan, don't be stunned, hurry up and transfer the money to others."

"We are all insiders. I believe this gentleman will not do anything contrary to his promise, right?"

His last question was about the mustache.

Although the mustache was so regretful that his intestines were turning green, he could only eat Coptis chinensis in silence now. He smiled and nodded, "Oh, this is fate. Just follow what this little brother said."

Seeing that he had no objection, Qin Yanan transferred the money to him on the spot.

Before leaving, the mustache did not forget to praise Qin Yanan, "With the help of this little brother, Boss Qin will definitely have a lot of money. I hope we can maintain a long-term cooperation."

After that, he left her a phone number.