After Han Feng saw it clearly, he calmly put the bowl down and asked, "Miss Yue, how much are you prepared to sell this bowl for?"
Yue Ruowei looked at the cold wind and thought that this young man was too young and probably didn't have much experience. He shouldn't be able to tell whether it was real or fake. She thought for a while and said: "I don't understand antiques, but my father
He said this must be an old thing, so I don’t dare to sell it if it’s too cheap. If you want it, just... give it... fifty thousand." As soon as he said this, Yue Ruowei felt that he was too greedy, because the bosses just saw it
The bowl was sent away without even asking the price, which made her generally think that it was a fake. Although she didn't know anything about antiques, the bowl looked not only uneven in color and ugly, but also felt very strange.
Astringent! She gradually lost confidence.
In order to treat my father's illness, I am counting on this thing now. If it can be sold for 50,000 yuan, not only can I pay off the 30,000 yuan I owe to the hospital, but I can also have 20,000 yuan left, and my father's illness will be cured.
I have money to continue treatment.
After Yue Ruowei finished speaking, she felt a little embarrassed. She looked at Hanfeng with a red face, secretly blaming herself for asking too high a price and whether she would scare the young man away.
Unexpectedly, Hanfeng thought about it and smiled: "Okay, I'll give you fifty thousand, but I don't have that much money with me. Can we go to the bank to get it together?"
Yue Ruowei was overjoyed and said quickly: "Okay, let's go then."
Hanfeng stood up and wrapped the bowl again, put it in the box and returned it to Yue Ruowei. The two walked out of the teahouse and walked towards the parking lot.
In the car, Hanfeng asked while driving: "Miss Yue, what disease does your father have?"
Hearing this, Yue Ruowei lowered his head and said sadly: "Cerebral thrombosis, the doctor said that an operation is needed, but the operation fee alone will cost 200,000. I...I..."
Han Feng knows very well that patients with cerebral thrombosis are indeed very painful. Even if they are cured, they will leave serious sequelae. Once the brain is damaged, it will cause difficulty in movement, speech difficulties, etc., and completely lose the ability to take care of themselves. They rely on the careful care of their families.
It's just a matter of time and place a very heavy burden on the family.
After a while, they arrived at the bank. Hanfeng parked the car and asked Yue Ruowei to wait in the car. He walked into the bank and took out his bank card to withdraw 50,000 yuan. He returned to the car and handed it to Yue Ruowei. Yue Ruowei took the money and handed it over.
He handed the box to Hanfeng and said, "Thank you, Mr. Han. I still have to go to the hospital, so I won't bother you." He was about to get out of the car.
Hanfeng said: "I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll just send you to it. Which hospital is it at?"
Yue Ruowei said apologetically: "Then why are you so embarrassed? It's quite a long way to the Second People's Hospital."
Hanfeng smiled and said: "Haha, it's quite far so it's convenient for me to take you there. Let's go." After starting the car, he drove out of the bank.
After parking the car at the hospital, Yue Ruowei was about to say thank you when Han Feng said, "I'll go up with you and take a look, okay?"
Yue Ruowei felt that this young man was too enthusiastic and wondered if he had any purpose, so he declined: "Oh, no need, Mr. Han, I'm very grateful for you sending me here. Why do I have the nerve to let you go up?"
Hanfeng smiled and said: "Haha, I'm fine anyway. Since I'm at the hospital, it's okay to go up and see my uncle. Let's go."
Yue Ruowei saw that he had already got out of the car, so he had no choice but to get down. Thinking of the bowl, he said to Hanfeng: "But is it safe to leave that bowl in the car? Is it better to take it with you?"
Hanfeng looked at his beautiful BMW and felt it was safe, so he said, "It's okay, let's go."