As an international metropolis, Hong Kong Island is not just a financial center and a tourist paradise.
The antique market here is also very famous.
Due to historical reasons, for a full hundred years, Hong Kong Island was the only way to sell antiques, calligraphy and paintings in mainland China.
From needles and threads to coffin stone slabs, you can resell them from here as long as you want.
Many mainland Taobao customers like the most is to come to Taobao on Hong Kong Island.
Many people find treasures, but more people are fooled.
But there are only ones like Su Mu, but also very few.
This is no longer a problem with Taobao.
It is hard to imagine that thousands of antique shops are scattered in an international metropolis like Hong Kong Island.
It is called an antique shop, but it is actually a stall, just like a street stall in mainland China.
Here you basically have everything you want.
Ceramics, bronzes, jades, stones, clocks, old leather bags, bird cages, tile tiles, coins, old pens, old phones, Mickey Mouse, Barbie dolls.
Just touch an old word, come on.
There are absolutely everything.
Even condoms used a hundred years ago can be found for you.
Su Mu picked up the bargaining store. The owner is an old guy with a slutty face. He couldn't hide the aura of the members of the club in Tang suit.
He was still proud and just now he cheated a mainland mainland tourist of 5,000 yuan.
Hula.
The boss's eyes were straight.
A group of beauties who far surpassed the Miss Hong Kong champion rushed into his store directly.
It looks like that, just like the aunties who are scrambling cheap eggs in the supermarket.
Before the boss could even wake up, the surroundings drowned him with a sweet voice.
"Boss, how much does this cost? Pack it."
"And I want all this."
"Don't snatch me, it's all mine."
"You have to have some face."
The boss was immediately overjoyed.
"Beautiful girl, is it a credit card or a mobile phone payment? Cash is OK, I provide redemption here."
The more happy the boss is now, the more painful it will be next.
When he saw the sucker just now walking in with another elegant and luxurious socialite, he hadn't come to say hello.
call.
A gust of wind swept by my side.
"Su Mu, let me see if this is worth 200 million."
Looking at Mo Liusu's expression of anticipation, Su Mu's after-light light fell on the stiff boss behind her.
The broken computer in the boss's hand hit the ground with a clatter, falling to pieces.
What are 200 million?
What are two hundred million?
The boss has been in a club for decades and can get out of it until he gets out of the way. He can't do it without some ability.
He looked at Su Mu straight and immediately understood.
Did this guy find a treasure in his store just now?
Is it worth 200 million?
You're a flop!
Even if it is 200 million cold coins, it is still more than one million Hong Kong dollars.
What this girl is definitely not talking about yen.
So……!
The boss just felt that he was in black and there were stars in the sky.
He spent his whole life on the road, and the money he had saved was only 10 million Hong Kong dollars, which was only enough to buy a house of fifty square meters.
This shop is the property of a club. The club rents it to him at half price, and the monthly rent is 500,000 yuan.
That’s right, the housing prices and land prices in Hong Kong are the most abnormal in the world, even as abnormal as a shop of 100 square meters, with a monthly rent of up to two million.
The boss looked at Su Mu and his eyes turned red.
Falling, you have made a living and found my head.
When the old guy was young, he was also a double flower red stick in the club. He retired and became a second-way marshal, that is, an advisor and veteran.
Just now, Su Mu chose a forged Shuba in a pile of rags. The old guy asked for 10,000 yuan, but he bargained to 5,000 yuan with a look of pain.
After saying that, I was afraid that the boss would agree, so I turned around and applied oil to the soles of my feet.
The boss was indeed fooled and grabbed him on the spot:
"make a deal."
When buying and selling antiques, you must learn to bargain.
If you agree to the price, the other party will never sell it to you.
I'm afraid you'll find a bargain.
Unexpectedly, the leak that Su Mu picked up would definitely be a shocking leak in the top three of the antiques in Hong Kong Island that has been around for more than 100 years.
This thing can't be thought of at all.
The more you think about it, the more painful it becomes.
The more you think about it, the more crazy you become.
In Hong Kong Island, although the club disappeared after its return, its influence is still astonishingly large in secret.
Many people generally don’t want to find police when something happens to them, but instead ask a club to come forward, which is even more effective than the police.
Xie Yutong obviously noticed the change in the boss's expression and knew something was going to happen.
I'm afraid it won't happen, but there is no need to cause these messy things.
So she glanced at the boss coldly and shouted:
"Okay, let's go."
If Mr. Ye said this, half of the nine people would not listen.
But Xie Yutong's words, no one dared not to listen.
A few words can stimulate Mr. Ye’s furious elder sister, and she also has to give Xie Yutong a face.
Just kidding, this is my man’s fucking sister, which is equivalent to my sister-in-law.
It’s nothing to offend these little bitches, but offend your sister-in-law?
Humph.
It's just that it's easy to come in, but it's difficult to go out.
As soon as Su Mu turned around, there were a few little hooligans with yellow hair and tattoos at the door.
He looked so stunning, fearing that others wouldn't know that they were in a community.
Su Mu couldn't help but feel funny.
The gangsters in Hong Kong are still such a ghost fire.
What era is it?
Which one is really a dark person?
Is it okay if they all look gentle?
That is, Hong Kong Island, only the seniors can see such a group of idiots.
There is nothing to worry about like this kind of incompetent slut.
"Boy, you can't leave."
The boss doesn't pretend anymore, changing his face is faster than taking off his pants.
The moment before, the enthusiastic antique shop owner was still the one who was the fierce and evil Black Club elder brother.
"I don't make things difficult for you. I'll refund you the money you bought just now."
Only then did Mo Liusu realize that he had made a mistake.
She glared at the old guy in anger and shouted loudly:
"Why?"
The old guy smiled gloomyly, and a fierce light flashed on his face covered in pockmarks:
"Little sister, let your boyfriend be obedient, otherwise you will be so beautiful that you can sell it for a big price."
Except for Mr. Ye, even if there is no Su Mu, one of these beauties is counted as one. If they are really bullied, showing their identities will probably allow Hong Kong Island to directly fight the most stringent crackdown on gangsters and evil in history.
So they are not afraid at all.
But Xiao Liusu grew up in an ivory tower after all. She was so scared by the old guy that he directly grabbed Su Mu's arm with a dangerous face, and hid half of his body in his arms:
"Su Mu, he is so fierce."
Su Mu smiled slightly, reached out to rub her head, and looked at the boss and asked calmly:
“Which one?”
The boss was stunned. A yellow-haired man beside him was holding a cigarette in his mouth and his nostrils were facing Su Mu:
"Fuck, you're so arrogant? Do you know who we are?"