Chen Jing is young, and if he doesn't talk, it's hard to see from his appearance that he is an antique businessman.

Therefore, the boss of the Gubao Building did not care too much about Chen Jing, and he also felt that he was just a tourist who came in to see him because of curiosity. Such people rarely ended up becoming customers who bought items.

As for antique cultural relics, most people will think of taking a look even if they don’t have the idea of ​​buying them for collection.

Chen Jing also knew some of the boss's thoughts. He was indeed like an ordinary tourist at this moment. He looked around in the store, but he really didn't get started.

After a while, Chen Jing confirmed that this shop was a very, very ordinary small shop and there was nothing good.

There are a few genuine items, but they are all ordinary items worth about a few thousand. Chen Jing naturally looked down upon them, and the rest of them can be said to be handicrafts at most.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Chen Jing's eyes flashed with thought, and he raised his hand and pointed at a piece of porcelain and asked.

When the boss heard this, he glanced at him impatiently and said, "If you don't buy it, what price should you ask?"

Chen Jing said: "Boss, you are wrong. How can you conclude that I won't buy it?"

"Ha, you don't look like a buyer at this age. Look, let's go quickly and don't disturb me in business." The boss sneered and waved his hand and said.

Good guy, it's the first time I see a customer who comes to the door and is also age-discriminatory.

However, this boss's bad attitude also made Chen Jing feel more at ease when he picked up the bargain in his shop.

Although it depends on their own eyesight, if you take a look, you won’t blame others. But people are always a little ashamed. It is always better to find a reason to find a safe and secure bargain.

"Hey, boss, you look at people so accurately." Chen Jingjun's face showed a somewhat embarrassed smile, looking like a young man who had just come out of society and didn't know anything.

The boss said proudly: "Boy, it's not that I can see people accurately. The main antiques are not something that ordinary people can afford. You have to have the capital, do you understand?"

"Indeed, I can't afford any of these antiques in your store, boss." Chen Jing nodded in agreement with his words.

"Nonsense." The boss said disdainfully, then said: "Okay, go quickly. Don't accidentally break something for me later. Then you kid can't afford it."

When Chen Jing heard this, he hesitated for a while, and then said embarrassedly: "Boss, I don't want to see these antiques recently. I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" the boss asked subconsciously.

Chen Jing raised his hand and pointed to the miscellaneous items piled in the corner and said, "I want to ask if you don't want that stuff anymore. If you don't want it, can you sell it to me? I think there seems to be copper inside.

Iron.”

The boss was stunned when he heard his words, and then said in surprise: "You are so young to collect waste?" He paused for a moment, and he smiled contemptuously: "You have the shame too."

Chen Jing frowned slightly: "Boss, the profession is not distinguished from the high and low. These 360 ​​professions are the top scorer."

"Bad." The boss cursed and said, "If there is no distinction between high and low, why are there no one willing to do some professions, but thousands of people rush to do some professions?"

After a moment of pause, he added: "Not to mention the occupations are divided into high and low, even people are divided into high and low. Some people are born expensive, while others are born cheap!"

The boss's words were full of anger and jealousy.

Chen Jing heard this and said, "Everyone is born differently. It is not just a distinction between noble and low, but a distinction between destiny. In essence, everyone is human, and no one is more noble than anyone else. Billionaires and beggars on the roadside are in the essence of life.

There is no difference."

Chen Jing also admitted that the world is unfair. As the saying goes, some people were born in Rome, and some people would never reach Rome in their entire lives, but this is just innate unfairness.

Unfairness does not mean there is a difference between high and low.

The boss was stunned when he heard Chen Jing's words, and then sarcastically said: "There is no difference in essence, haha, there is no difference in all life in essence."

Chen Jing shook his head. The boss of the Gubao Building was a little too angry and jealous. Of course, what he said could not be completely unreasonable. It was just that everyone's views were different in this kind of matter and did not argue.

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But there is one thing that Chen Jing firmly believes.

Unfairness is unfairness, not a difference between high and low, especially for the people of Huaxia, they should not have the views and ideas of the boss of Gubaolou.

Why?

Because we have learned from childhood that "kings, princes, generals and ministers would rather have a seed?"

Then, Chen Jing walked to the pile of miscellaneous items and said directly: "Boss, how much can these things be sold to me." He didn't want to argue with the boss anymore, it didn't make any sense.

The boss glanced at him and said, "I gave it to you. I was going to find someone to throw it away. How much money can a pile of rags be worth? Only people like you who are so busy collecting waste can like you."

After a moment of pause, he smiled sarcastically: "Look, you have to work hard to make money from the three melons and two dates I despise. Do you still say that people do not distinguish between high and low?"

Chen Jing also smiled: "This only means that I am poor. You are rich. Where is the difference between high and low?" He paused for a moment, and looked back at the boss of Gubaolou, and asked with a serious tone: "

Also, are you sure you give me these things?"

"Ha, you come to help me clean up for free, can I be uncertain?" The boss said with a little sarcastic hearing the words.

Chen Jing nodded, and did not say anything else. He picked up a bag next to him and put away some copper and iron debris, including the big chime.

Then, Chen Jing walked straight to the Gubao Building with his bag in his arms. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, boss, although there is no distinction between people, there is a difference in ability."

After saying this, Chen Jing didn't care about the boss's reaction and walked away quickly.

"What's the matter?" The boss of Gubaolou cursed when he heard this, and did not take Chen Jing's words to heart.

It was not until a while that he happened to see an authentic antique similar to the Eighteen Arhats' chime, that he suddenly remembered the big chime that he gave to Chen Jing as a waste and what Chen Jing said at that time.

"There is no distinction between noble and humble people, but there is a difference between ability..."

At that moment, he understood what Chen Jing meant, and his face turned green immediately, because Chen Jing was almost obviously telling him that his eyesight was not good enough and he was taken away by Chen Jing...
Chapter completed!