Chapter 101: Are you worthy of competing with me for your son?

Obviously, Qin Hao knew about these things, but he didn't think Qin Zhiyuan was wrong. Besides, the industry rules for antiques are like this, so I can buy them and leave them.

Whether others lose or make money has nothing to do with you, and you have already cleared the money on the spot.

Besides, Qin Zhiyuan was willing to give him 500,000 yuan afterwards, which was already valuable, but he even spoke up and wanted to swallow 90%. How could this be possible?

People like him deserve to be vulgar here for the rest of their lives.

But what he said just now still made Qin Hao a little unhappy. Originally, Qin Hao didn't plan to care about this matter, but Qin Zhiyuan glanced at him, which made Qin Hao understand immediately.

My father’s meaning is very obvious, just to let himself see if he has any other top-notch products here?

If so, give him another lesson.

If not, it would be fine.

But let alone, Qin Hao saw a good thing when he saw it, but Qin Hao just looked at Qin Zhiyuan with a look of motionlessness, which surprised Qin Zhiyuan slightly.

But there was no expression.

But Mazi didn't know. He looked at Qin Zhiyuan coldly and smiled: "Okay, Boss Qin has gone bankrupt now, and I'm really honored to think of me."

"You can choose any items here, as long as Boss Qin, you can get the money."

"Hurrah."

Qin Zhiyuan squatted down and took a copper coin casually. This was the Five Emperors' money commonly used in Taoism, and it was not worth much at all. He took it out and looked at Wang Mazi and asked, "How much is this?"

"One million."

"Where is this?"

"One million."

Qin Zhiyuan took several items casually, but Mazi didn't even look at them, and directly quoted them for one million. It seemed that he was still obsessed with what happened back then and wanted to find the place he had back then.

Of course, Wang Mazi still doesn’t know how much these objects are worth?

Speaking of which, only one plate of his pile of things was real, but it was also an object from the Qing Dynasty. Although it was from the early Qing Dynasty, it was only worth hundreds of thousands.

But if you can sell one million, you will still make money by yourself.

So no matter what Qin Zhiyuan gets, he will offer one million. If you want it, just get out of here. I took my bad money back then, but now I'm bankrupt?

Deserve it!

Today I was deliberately playing tricks on you. What can you do to me?

Although Qin Zhiyuan picked up the price and asked, he was choosing the item that Qin Hao was interested in. After all, he understood Qin Hao's eyes, and there was a top-notch product here.

But he searched and looked around, but he didn't look like anything, until he picked up a pair of calligraphy and paintings, with the inscription Tang Yin, but the paper was modern, so he could still tell this point.

But at this moment, Qin Hao nodded to him indecisively. He was slightly surprised, and then looked down, but he still didn't find out what he thought.

But this painting is quite a bit.

Although he couldn't see the reason, he still believed Qin Hao, and so what if he really bought a fake one?

My son just gave me 50 million, why don’t you get the one with 1.8 million?

"How much does this painting cost?"

"No need to ask, it's still one million, you don't need to ask anymore. Anyway, the things I have here are all one million. No matter how you ask, the price will not change at all."

"You're too much!"

"It's too much!"

After saying that, he smashed the painting heavily on the stall. Seeing this scene, Qin Hao couldn't help but jump slightly, and looked at Qin Zhiyuan in surprise.

Even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He doesn't know the value of this painting, right?

Qin Hao swears, if my dad knew the value of this painting, let alone falling like this, he would probably be afraid of falling in his arms, and if he was slamming his palm, would he believe it or not?

Wang Mazi grabbed his hand: "Okay, Boss Qin, it's fine if you go bankrupt, but you're still so excited now?

Even my Wang Mazi’s stall dares to smash it?"

"If you don't smash it, it's okay, but now, this painting is one million, you have to buy it, and you have to buy it if you don't buy it. If you dare not buy it today, I will not let you go out of the old street!"

"you……"

Qin Zhiyuan stretched out his hand, glared at Wang Mazi and shouted: "Are you planning to force a buy and sell?"

"hehe……"

"I just bought and sold forcibly today. What can you do to me?"

Wang Mazi was very arrogant and picked up the painting on the ground and threw it to Qin Zhiyuan. He spread his hands and said coldly: "Give it money!"

"Oh shit!"

"I'm going to admit defeat!"

After saying that, Qin Zhiyuan threw the painting to Qin Hao. Qin Hao was still a little unbelievable until now, and he got the painting like this?

It turns out that he has been acting all the time?

Just act like acting, and it’s so realistic. If the painting is broken, the price will be greatly reduced. Qin Zhiyuan will probably feel sorry for him.

When Wang Mazi heard his words, he sneered on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and smiled sarcastically: "Okay, then you give it to me, one million, even if you don't have a penny left!"

"Just, can you take it out?"

Speaking of this, Wang Mazi didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and continued to mock him: "Old Qin, don't say that I don't miss my old love, I know you have no money."

"Let's do it, decades have passed since that matter. I don't want to be too concerned about you. You kneel in front of me, kowtow three times, and say you are wrong."

"We'll turn this article around. This painting is also what I gave to you, how about it?"

"Who told you that I had no money?"

Qin Zhiyuan looked at him with an expression of looking at the mentally retarded, and smiled sarcastically: "I have no money, but I have a son. I have no money. Isn't it enough for my son to have money?"

"hehe……"

"Your son?"

"That's this guy?"

The sarcasm on Wang Mazi's face became even stronger: "Qin Zhiyuan, I didn't expect that you are already so miserable now. Your son should still be in school, right?"

"How much money can he have?"

"You, a father, are also a failure. You actually let your son, who is still studying, go out to make money to support you?

If this were mine, I wouldn't have the shame to say such things!"

"That's because your son is not capable of my son!"

"So what if my son is studying, he can buy a villa worth more than 200 million yuan, a car worth more than 2 million yuan, and a pocket money of 50 million yuan for his father in Jinxiujiangshan."

"Do your son have this ability?"

“What’s wrong with me using my son’s money?

That's because my son has the ability. If your son has the ability, you can spend it too, and you still need to set up a stall?"

"Compare my son?"
Chapter completed!