Chapter 2752 New Script

Author: Ye Gongzi

Chapter 2752 New Script

Chang Shengbo felt like a person who had wanted to win the lottery for a hundred years, but had never won once, and suddenly won two top prizes in a row this morning.

To put it more bluntly, it is like buying lottery tickets for a lifetime and never winning the final prize of five yuan. As a result, this morning I won the first prize of the Double Color Ball and then the first prize of the Grand Lotto.

At this moment, his one hundred and fifty-six years of life experience did not make him doubt whether this was a trap.

The reason for not having any doubts is also very simple, because there are not many British masters who have such things as magic weapons.

He had worked with the British master for so many years, and the British master only gave him a magical weapon for self-defense. Moreover, the magical weapon was not given to him by the British master. Once he returned, he had to return it to the British master for safekeeping.

Therefore, if the British master is reluctant to give him one thing, who would give him two to deceive him?

Deep in his soul, he felt that he was not worthy at all.

Because there was no doubt, Chang Shengbo's heart was filled with only ecstasy.

He calmly walked to Zhang Ermao's stall and asked him: "Boss, are you Zhang Ermao?"

Zhang Ermao nodded and said casually: "It's me, what's wrong?"

Chang Shengbo smiled slightly and said: "Hello, I just met your little brother at the airport and happened to take a fancy to a ring on his hand, so I asked him to inquire about it and came to talk to you.

"

Zhang Ermao looked at Chang Shengbo with some vigilance and said, "Oh, are you the one who is willing to spend three million to buy that ring?"

"It's me." Uncle Chang Sheng nodded and said with a smile, "I'll pay three million, no counter-offer."

Zhang Ermao asked curiously: "You like antiques very much?"

Chang Shengbo said subconsciously: "Yes, I like it very much."

Zhang Ermao frowned and asked: "If you like it very much, you should be more knowledgeable about goods. That thumb ring is not worth three million. My brother wants you three million and you are willing to buy it? I think you are sent by Lei Zi."

Fuck me?"

"Uh..." Chang Shengbo was stunned for a moment.

He has been practicing in seclusion for many years and has little understanding of the market price of antiques.

In addition, I haven’t been to China in twenty years, so I don’t really understand the prices in China.

But to be honest, he vaguely felt that the asking price of three million for a jade ring from the Qing Dynasty, and it was an ordinary jade ring.

But fortunately, I didn't lack the money, and I really wanted the magic weapon, so I was anxious to get it quickly, so I didn't think about it in detail.

Now when I heard Zhang Ermao ask this question, I was confused.

What's more, what he didn't expect was that he didn't doubt Zhang Ermao, but Zhang Ermao suspected him instead.

After thinking for a moment, Chang Shengbo said with a little embarrassment: "Boss, you have misunderstood. I am an overseas Chinese who has returned to China to visit relatives. I am not a brat. And I do like that jade ring. The higher price is fine for me.

It doesn’t matter.”

Zhang Ermao sneered and said with a smile: "I see you are not young anymore, how can you open your mouth and tell lies? Who would believe what you say? Just a finger ring, if you put it in the antique market, it would only cost you 30,000 yuan."

If you really like it, why don’t you give me fifty thousand? With a price of three million, only those of you who don’t understand antiques can agree to it!”

When Uncle Chang Sheng heard this, he was completely stunned.

He didn't know that this was the latest script arranged by Ye Chen for Zhang Ermao, so he could only explain in a pale and innocent manner: "Boss, I'm really not a scoundrel..."

"Stop talking." Zhang Ermao waved his hand and said impatiently: "To tell you the truth, I asked him to quote three million, just to use this price to find out. Anyone who really understands antiques will hear this.

The quotation is absolutely outrageous, and only plainclothes thugs who want to dig up clues will agree to it and then take the opportunity to find more clues."

Having said this, Zhang Ermao said again: "But let me tell you, this trick of yours will not work with me!"

Chang Shengbo felt for a moment that he was really speechless.

He really didn't expect that the other party's offer of three million turned out to be this intention.

Combined with Chang Shengbo's previous speculation that these people were a group that specialized in robbing tombs and selling stolen antiques, he believed Zhang Ermao's words even more.

Because he feels that if this kind of criminal gang can survive, it must be very cautious and cunning, and there are countless counter-investigation methods. When they go to the airport to pick up Hong Kong businessmen, they are also afraid of being taken advantage of by undercovers, and they use some small tricks to distinguish the true identity.

False affirmation is also necessary.

Combined with the overall more rigorous and cautious organizational structure of the Po Qing Society, Chang Shengbo had almost no doubts about Zhang Ermao's performance.

The more this happened, the more afraid he was that Zhang Ermao would misunderstand him, so he quickly said with a complacent smile: "Boss, you have really misunderstood me. I am not a thunder child. I really want to buy something good that I like..."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Ermao said perfunctorily: "Whatever you say is fine. If you like good things, right? If you like, just stroll around the antique street and buy more. Don't delay my business."

Seeing that Zhang Ermao didn't listen to his explanation and even wanted to drive people away, Chang Shengbo was extremely angry and wanted to slap Zhang Ermao to death here.

If that doesn't work, you can just grab the lightning strike wood!

However, he gave up these two thoughts almost instantly.

Because he knew very well his mission in coming to Jinling this time.

Killing the An family and waiting for Ye Changying's son to show up was the death order given to him by the British master.

When I arrived in Jinling, I should have started working on how to complete the task without stopping, but I got off the plane and went straight to the antique street. This was already disobeying the holy order and treason.

If this causes any more trouble, if the news reaches the ears of the British Master, he will have no way to defend himself.

Therefore, Chang Shengbo could only suppress the anger in his heart and said to Zhang Ermao in an almost pleading tone: "Brother, you really misunderstood me. If you don't believe me, just give me your bank account number."

, I will directly transfer three million to you! The Leizi you are talking about will not really use three million to buy your antiques, right?"

"Then who knows." Zhang Ermao curled his lips and said: "It's not like I haven't encountered fishing law enforcement before. What's the use of giving me the money? If you are really a thief, this money is the mission funds, and you don't need it yourself.

Once I collect the money, I will be convicted of illegal reselling of antiques. When the time comes, you will flash your police badge and handcuff your hands and take them back to me, and you will get a lot of the money you gave me.

If I take it back, I won’t get any money by then, and I will have to spend three to five years in jail crying behind bars. What do you want me to do?”

"You...why can't you get enough of it?" Changsheng Bo anxiously stamped his feet on the spot.

He never expected that this Ermao would be so cautious, even a little too cautious.

Moreover, no matter what he said, he didn't believe it. He didn't believe it when he said he wanted to give him money. This was completely denying him the chance to mediate!

He was so angry that he cursed in his heart: "Damn it, if the law didn't care, I would have pulled your kid's head off long ago!"
Chapter completed!