Especially when the original owner of the bronze ware secretly found various ways to contact Bo Qingrong and hoped to buy it back, this feeling of pleasure rose to the peak.

In fact, he didn't think too much at that time, and he simply didn't want him to be noticed by Uncle Song, so he turned a corner and bought the bronze ware. Unexpectedly, he had such an unexpected surprise.

He rejected the man's request very neatly, thinking he was stupid?

Now no one knows that that man has a complete set of bronze ware. If he can take down all of these, it would be no different from owning a mountain of gold.

He has already picked up a bargain, so he still lets him spit it out?

He also said that he would add a 10,000 or 20,000 yuan to the hard work fee, who would he lose?

Bo Qingrong snapped his fingers happily and stood up: "Uncle Song, I'll go out."

"Well, huh? Where to go?" Manager Song subconsciously raised his head, very puzzled. After all, Bo Qingrong usually stayed in the store with any problems, looking very nervous.

After hearing his question, Bo Qingrong subconsciously thought about his temper.

It's here again! Always care about this and that, are you upset?

But now he hadn't thought about turning against him, so he suppressed his temper and said with a smile: "Go out to have fun, haha, no one came in today, I'm afraid they'll go to Zhenpinzhai to watch the fun."

Manager Song frowned and said in a deep voice: "Don't go to the other side to make trouble. Although we are happy to see this situation now, it is not good for the store if it is put into trouble."

Although he didn't care much about the store's future reputation, since it was in his hands, there was no way to make any mistakes.

Bo Qingrong laughed and waved his hand: "Although I really want to see how Shen Fengmian will solve this problem this time, I will definitely avoid suspicion!"

If you encounter such a thing, no one will take the initiative to deliver it to your door.

Seeing that he was quite sensible, Manager Song breathed a sigh of relief and did not care about where he was going.

Bo Qingrong went to the antique city on his own, and the man called several more times during this period.

He didn't answer any of them, and finally gave a message back: [I won't sell it. If he is willing to sell it, I can consider it.]

The other party replied quickly, obviously very anxious: [Sir is like this. The seller has only found three items now. The rest may be in his hometown. He wants to buy back your item into a whole set... He is willing to buy it twice the original price, and he is very sincere.]

Tsk, Bo Qingrong stopped and replied: [I also want to collect a whole set, not sell it, just buy it.]

There is nothing to talk about, the other party didn't reply to the message for a while.

Bo Qingrong was not in a hurry at all.

Even if the other party doesn't sell the remaining ones to him, this item has a collection value and you won't have to worry about sales if you want to sell it.

What's more, he doesn't need this money now, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't sell it.

But if the other party was anxious, he would take all his remaining ones in!

How wonderful that would be!

Bo Qingrong was so happy just thinking about it.

"I'm so happy today..." He hummed a little song all the way, feeling that everyone likes him.

He is happy, but some people are unhappy.

In Zhenpinzhai, the original owner sat in the sand with his head in his arms, looking like he was desperate.

It was noon, and Shen Fengmian was about to have a meal, and people gradually dispersed.

"It opens on time at 1:30 pm, yes, it must be." Shen Fengmian stood up and walked to the counter.

Some people were not in a hurry to leave, looking at them without hesitation.

Xiao Ba felt a little embarrassed to urge someone to leave, but this was all given for free. I can’t let them pay for the meal?

Should he order two or two or two?

The man seemed to have noticed something, raised his head and saw Chen Fengmian opposite him at a glance. The grief in his eyes almost turned into reality: "Boss Shen!"

This call was both sad and sad, which scared Chen Fengmian.

He was drinking water and shook for a while and almost choked.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Boss Shen, I don't want to give it back to me, I've paid twice as much!" He hugged his head in pain, wishing he could snatch the ground with his head.

Chen Fengmian frowned and sighed: "He is willing to pay it back, that is a love affair. If he doesn't want to pay it back, that is his duty. There is nothing to say, after all... he also bought it for money."

"I understand the truth, but my heart is in my heart!" He slapped his chest with his palm and banged: "I feel uncomfortable, I can't accept it!"

It's also very upset to think about it.

He originally had a whole set in his hands, but he didn't know it. He picked up a golden key and sold it, but he couldn't open the vault.

If you have a heart disease, you will get angry every minute.

Everyone showed sympathy, and they persuaded each other.

"Don't be too sad, this is unreproachable. Alas, let's see more in the future and don't rush to take action."

"Don't talk about this, it's too late to say anything now. Let's go home and collect the whole thing, and sell the rest. Although it's not as valuable as the whole set, it's not a small amount."

"Yes, let the rest..."

"Well, yes, big brother, you see, I still want to buy it with sincerity. I will..."

The more he spoke, the more he became less and less sensible. Chen Fengmian patted the man on the shoulder speechlessly: "Think about a solution. This is either because the money is not in place or the other party is not short of money. Just ask what he needs."

"Oh, what are the needs?" The original owner stood up dejectedly and waved his hand: "He also wants all the bronzes left by me... Alas, people's hearts."

After all, it's all the same word.

greedy!

If it weren't for greed, he would have left the bronze ware for three or five days and nothing would have happened.

If the other party is not greedy, it has doubled, and it should be back to him and everyone will be happy.

But... why did things come to this point!?

Everyone felt a little regretful as he watched him leave staggeringly.

"I can't blame him for not being able to think about it. If I have to put this matter on me, I will regret it!"

"Not."

However, at the end of the discussion, what everyone cares most was actually the mysterious buyer.

Who will it be?

Even Manager Song was speculating and suspicious.

Could it be a drama directed and acted by Chen Fengmian? But it doesn’t look like it, and he can’t do it either.

What's more, it would be too extravagant to use a complete set of bronze ware such good quality to act.

Could it be that a big boss made the move? So he actually praised such a big mouth and said that he wanted to collect this set of bronze ware.

This is not a small amount. It has such a big appetite that ordinary people can't swallow it.

Manager Song thought about it for a while, with his current assets, he dared not say that he could buy the entire set of bronze ware in one breath.

"Oh, you can't even make money in front of you!" He smiled helplessly and shook his head, turning over a page of the account book: "This money is hot."

"What's the hot?" Bo Qingrong walked into the store with a smile, looking very happy: "Uncle Song, you're settled the accounts again."

Manager Song nodded, looked up and glanced at him: "Why, what good things have happened? He is full of spring breeze."

After hearing this, Bo Qingrong felt guilty and immediately smiled vaguely, and subconsciously said: "It's nothing, I'm sleeping when I see Chen Feng."

This is not considered lying to him. When I came back just now, I did meet Chen Fengmian.

Thinking he was still having fun secretly, Manager Song didn't say anything: "I'll have dinner soon, you have a rest."

"Yes." Bo Qingrong looked at him, and saw that he was not suspicious, and felt much more at ease: "Uncle Song, what were you talking about just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just about the bronze ware." Manager Song lowered his head to settle the score and said casually: "I heard that the person who bought the bronze ware said he wanted to collect the whole set. I was laughing that I didn't encounter this good thing."

Even he said so!

Bo Qingrong's heart was swaying, and he almost blurted out that it was himself.

But the next second, Reason returned to the cage and changed his tone: "Just... I want to have such good luck too."

Manager Song looked up at him, smiled and shook his head: "You can't."

What men hate the most is that he can't do it.

Especially this is what he said, Bo Qingrong's eyebrows and eyes were slightly slight: "Why?"

"This thing is hot." After being interrupted by him, Shopkeeper Song had no idea, so he simply closed the account book: "What kind of financial support should I have to swallow this batch of bronze ware? So what if he collects it? Can he sell it? No matter how good the thing is, it will be piled with scrap iron in his hand."

These words made Bo Qingrong sweat.

The more he was, the more he was afraid of his words at that time.

Fortunately, the other party didn't agree. If he took it seriously, where would the money come from now?

Bo Qingrong hesitated for a long time before he said arduously: "Maybe, I can find the next one and then take the next one..."

This idea was a stroke of genius, which made him feel refreshed.
To be continued...