Chapter five hundred and sixty third: How many people are stupid?
Longsha's words put the staff at the door in a dilemma. Jubaozhai was a big customer of the auction. If they were offended by such a trivial matter, they would definitely not be able to bear the responsibility.
However, if you put this Lafeng brother in, will it really make people laugh at our Jiuquan antique world? The most important thing is that the auction does have requirements, and you must wear formal clothes to enter. This is an auction, not a dance. .
"Wait a minute, let's ask for permission," the staff decided to ask for permission, so that even if something happened, they would not be blamed.
"Yeah," Long Sha nodded, but she was complaining a little bit about Xiao Feng in her heart. Does this guy have to be so unconventional? Really, it will cause more trouble.
Xiao Feng didn't realize it at all, as if he was not a real character. He kept looking around, occasionally seeing one or two acquaintances, he would lower his head and pretend that he didn't see them.
"Ms. Long, you can go in," the staff said to Long Sha after the communication was completed.
"Well, trouble," Long Sha nodded: "Let's go in,"
"Okay," Xiao Feng followed Long Sha, very low-key, like a little follower.
Seeing Xiao Feng acting like this, Long Sha couldn't help but laugh. She also understood Xiao Feng's status in Jiuquan, but now he was her follower with a low eyebrow. If she said she was unhappy, it was definitely a lie.
Jubaozhai is a big customer at auctions and participates in almost every auction, so its position is one of the best in the front row.
Long Sha found a seat and sat down. When she turned her head, she saw not far away, Mr. Zhang was holding the charming woman in his arms and sneering towards her. His eyes were full of contempt and fun, and his meaning was very clear. See the real chapter at the auction. .
"Hey, Sasha, what's that one for? Does it have any grudge against your Jubaozhai?" Xiao Feng glanced at it and asked casually.
Long Sha nodded: "Well, this Mr. Zhang, named Zhang Shengli, is the owner of Huanrui Antiques. He and Jubaozhai are indeed old enemies. Every time there is an auction, they have to kill each other to the death."
"You die and I live, haha," Xiao Feng sneered: "With me here this time, there is only one result, that is, he dies and we live."
"You're not going to deal with him, are you?" Long Sha asked hurriedly.
"It depends on his performance and my mood," Xiao Feng said lightly. It was really difficult for a small antique dealer to catch his eye.
"Don't do anything illegal. There are rules in the antique world," Long Sha warned. She was really worried that Xiao Feng would find someone to rub Zhang Shengli's neck.
Xiao Feng smiled: "Well, I know, I absolutely abide by the rules of the game,"
"Oh," Long Sha felt relieved.
Suddenly, there was a burst of noise, and many people looked towards the door, and many people stood up, putting on smiling faces and saying hello.
"Second Master, you are here too,"
"Second Master, having you here tonight is really a blessing."
"Second Master, when did you also like antiques?"
A figure came in from the outside, surrounded by stars and the moon, but at first glance, the moon was a bit big, maybe a fifteen-year-old moon, and its diameter was comparable to the height...
"Haha, I just came here to play," Feng Laoer said with a smile, playing with the ring on his thumb.
"Second Master, please take a seat over there," the person in charge of the auction came out. Feng Laoer is a great person in Jiuquan. They have a small auction and naturally they don't dare to neglect it.
"Yeah," Feng Laoer nodded, suddenly his eyes glanced at one place, his fat face trembled, why is this kid here?
When Xiao Feng saw Feng Laoer looking at him, he shook his head gently and signaled him not to come over and show off, so as not to attract a swarm of flies. To be honest, his face is not as recognizable in Jiuquan as Feng Laoer's. He has a fat face and a tall face. After all, his rise was too short, and many people only heard of his name but never saw him.
Seeing Xiao Feng being like this, Feng Laoer didn't bother to come over to talk to this guy. When he saw Long Sha, he understood that this guy was here to play with his girlfriend.
Surrounded by everyone, Feng Laoer walked towards the front position.
"Hello, Mr. Er. I really didn't expect to see you here. Haha, I don't know what you like. I'll give you one some other time." As soon as Feng Laoer sat down, a flattering voice sounded.
Feng Laoer raised his head: "Who are you?"
"I, I am the boss of Hengrui Antiques, Zhang Shengli, this is my business card," Zhang Shengli hurriedly took out a golden personal business card and handed it to Feng Laoer with both hands.
Feng Laoer took it over, looked at it casually, and nodded: "Oh, it turns out that he runs an antique shop. Do you have anything interesting?"
"Yes, yes," Zhang Shengli nodded hurriedly. He was afraid that Feng Lao Er would not be interested. As long as he was interested, it would be fine. "When the second master is free, you can come to my place and sit down and pick whatever you want."
"That's so embarrassing." He stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling person, not to mention that this person wanted to give him antiques, so Feng Laoer smiled a little and said politely.
"No, no, I am filial to the second master. As long as the second master likes it, that's fine," Zhang Shengli smiled, but murmured in his heart, as long as he got close to Feng Laoer's big tree, he wanted to swallow the Jubaozhai, but it would only be a few seconds. A matter of words.
Seeing that this guy was so sensible, Feng Laoer would be pretentious if he refused, so he nodded: "Yeah, okay, I'll go look around when I have time."
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you at any time," Zhang Shengli said hurriedly.
"By the way, you are into antiques, right? Come on, help me see how my thumb ring looks like." Feng Laoer thought of something and raised his left hand, revealing the emerald green ring finger on his thumb.
Zhang Shengli pretended to watch carefully, and then flattered him: "Second Master, this is a very good thing. It's very good. It's hard to buy for a thousand pieces of gold. If you've had enough fun and are willing to give up, someone will definitely pay a high price." bought,"
"Oh, really," Feng Laoer raised his eyebrows, but he cursed in his heart. The grandson of Mahler Gobi turned out to be a parallel importer. It's terrible. It's hard to change it for a thousand pieces of gold. Let's change it to a j8. This finger is his. On the way here just now, I was thinking that I should wear something to show that I also like antiques, so I bought it at a roadside stall for fifteen yuan. I don’t know what the material is, but it’s quite green anyway.
Counterfeit goods are obviously being sold all over the place, but now they are praised as treasures by Zhang Shengli. Feng Laoer just scolded him in his heart. If not in front of so many people, he would have slapped him. What bullshit? Just look like this. Antique world.
However, Feng Laoer can also understand. With his current status in Jiuquan, who would have thought that he would wear street stall goods worth fifteen yuan. This is often the case. When his status is high, wearing a fake one is also real. If he has no status, , if you buy a gold chain and wear it, people will wonder if it is the kind of counterfeit that sells for ten dollars and fifty centimeters on the street, and will fade when you wash it.
"Of course,"
"How about I sell it to you?" Feng Laoer glanced at Zhang Shengli.
"Okay, as long as you are willing to part with me, I will definitely pay you a high price." Zhang Shengli didn't look at the ring at all. In his opinion, what Feng Lao Er can wear can't be any worse.
"Fifteen million, I'll give you the purchase price," Feng Laoer said casually.
"Oh, Second Master, you are really giving me face. Otherwise, I will keep 20 million. Second Master gave me face, so I have to keep it," Zhang Shengli said hurriedly. Although 20 million is not a small amount of money, It's worth it to be able to establish a relationship with Feng Laoer.
Feng Laoer's eyes were a little strange, but he was overjoyed in his heart. Damn it, who the hell can I make money from? Half an hour ago, I spent fifteen yuan to buy a ring, and now it is sold for fifteen million. This is a huge change. How many times more, and this fool even offered himself an additional five million. There are fools every year, and this is the stupidest one in front of me.
Since everyone asked for 20 million, Feng Laoer was not polite. He immediately took off the ring finger and threw it to Zhang Shengli: "Here, it's yours."
"Okay." As soon as Zhang Shengli took advantage of it, he felt something was wrong. Why was it so light? However, he did not dare to show anything. He had to act like he regarded it as a treasure and held it with both hands: "I will write a check to the second master right away. ,"
"Well, you are a good boy. If I have any antiques to sell in the future, I will contact you." Feng Laoer nodded. He was thinking about whether he would buy three or five more of them on his way back later, and then sell them to this person. Where's the boy?
"Yeah," Zhang Shengli nodded quickly.
"Okay, you go back first. I will call you when I have time," Feng Laoer was in a good mood. Anyone who made 20 million would be in a good mood.
Zhang Shengli returned to his seat, picked up the wrench and took a closer look at it. He was immediately dumbfounded. Damn it, what kind of material is this made of? Why have I never seen it before?
"What's wrong, Brother Shengli," the charming woman asked hurriedly when she saw Zhang Shengli's ugly face.
"This this……"
The charming woman took it and took a look at it: "Isn't this one made of organic plastic? There are many for sale at street stalls."
"What?" Zhang Shengli's eyes widened. Organic plastics. Even if they usually distinguish between genuine and fake, no one would pass this crap off as an antique. Therefore, he has never seen this kind of organic plastic, but he never expected it. , Feng Laoer would wear such a thing.
"Yes, it probably costs no more than twenty yuan," the charming woman nodded, and then asked, "How much did you buy it for?"
"Twenty, twenty million," Zhang Shengli gritted his teeth. It was a trivial matter to worry about the money. The key was that he was a coward. Feng Laoer wanted fifteen million, but he was like a fool and got an increase of five million.
"Ah," the charming woman's eyes widened. Twenty million dollars would buy a piece of this crap. No matter how stupid people are with the money, they still wouldn't buy it. "Send it back to him quickly."
Zhang Shengli glanced at Feng Laoer out of the corner of his eye. He really wanted to ask Feng Laoer, but he also had to have the courage. This time, he had to knock out his teeth and swallow the blood in his stomach. At the same time, he I also wondered in my heart whether Feng Laoer didn't know it was a fake, but the probability was no more than 1%.
"Humph, didn't you give him any money? We don't need to give him any money," the charming woman said again.
"Do you want to kill me?" Zhang Shengli's heart twitched. If he didn't give him the money, he would probably be tied up with a stone and drowned one day. This was Feng Laoer's favorite thing to do.