Chapter 94 The Fat Man Who Plays as a Pig and Eats a Tiger
Chapter 94 The fat man who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger
"Boss Ma, I have already told you that this Tibetan Mastiff is not for sale, so you don't have to worry about it anymore."
After Zhuang Rui sat down in the car, he looked at Fatty Ma, who was looking at the interior decoration of the Hummer.
"Hey, your car is awesome. I'll buy two of them later. It's much more comfortable to ride in than those big jeeps."
Fatty Ma did not answer Zhuang Rui's words, nor did he show any interest in the little white lion. Instead, he talked about the Hummer.
"This car is not mine. I borrowed it from a friend. Boss Ma, if you have any questions, just tell me. Brother likes to be cheerful."
Liu Chuan took out the bottle and pacifier and prepared to feed his two little ancestors again. Although the two little ones who were not yet one month old were very strong and plump, they could only eat liquid food, and
The requirements for milk powder are also very high. In the first few days, I ate baby milk powder, and the little white lions were greedy for meat, and also ate some meat scraps, which caused continuous diarrhea. If Zhuang Rui hadn't secretly used spiritual energy to adjust them
, I'm afraid this meeting is already in danger.
However, since that time, the little ones are not picky about milk powder. In addition, the dog calcium tablets brought by Liu Chuan have always been very nutritious. The hair of the two Tibetan mastiffs is shiny, one is pure black, and the other is
One of them is now slowly turning golden yellow, quite similar to its father's style.
"Eh? Brother Liu Chuan, you are not kind. You obviously have three little Tibetan mastiffs, but you refuse to sell one to me. Isn't my money money?"
When the fat man saw Liu Chuan taking out two little Tibetan mastiffs from the trunk of the Hummer, the eyes that looked like two slits on his face suddenly widened and he said to Liu Chuan dissatisfied.
"That's just Zhuang Rui's. I own both of them, but if you can afford the price, Boss Ma, I can get one from you in the future."
Zhuang Rui knows Liu Chuan's thoughts best. He knows that Liu Chuan wants to keep the other one for himself. Who doesn't like this thing if he has been playing with dogs for many years? Besides, a relatively pure Tibetan Mastiff like this is also extremely
Hard to come across.
"Money is not an issue. As long as Brother Zhuang is willing to sell it, I can pay for it for 30 to 50 million yuan. Brother Liu, these two of yours look good to me. One is 3 million yuan. How about you give me one?"
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Fatty Ma really doesn't care about money. Problems that can be solved with money are definitely not problems.
Don't look at it. When Fatty Ma made an offer to Zhuang Rui in the tent, Liu Chuan kept encouraging him to sell. But now that it was on him, Liu Chuan also hesitated. Normally, he was in this business, and if someone was willing to buy it, he would pay the price.
The price was right, so of course he wanted to sell it, but this relatively pure breed of Tibetan Mastiff was really rare. Although Liu Chuan loved money, he was still undecided and couldn't make up his mind.
"Boss Ma, let's find another one for you when we have time in the future. A gentleman won't take what others like, so stop tempting us. Don't worry that we will kidnap you and extort you for a sum of money. That's better than selling someone else."
Dogs bring money much faster."
After what happened just now, Zhuang Rui's resistance to money became much stronger, and he started joking with Fatty Ma. The fat man behaved very lewdly and vulgarly in the tent, but after getting in the car, he spoke frankly, even though he was older than the other people in the car.
He was a few years old and had a net worth of hundreds of millions, but he didn't put on any airs, which made Zhuang Rui's impression of him much better.
"Hehe, I have no other abilities. I can survive until now because of my eyes for seeing people. You won't do those things. By the way, brother Zhuang, that painting of yours should be worth a lot of money."
Bar?"
Fatty Ma's topic no longer lingered on the Tibetan Mastiff. He changed the topic and actually mentioned Tang Bohu's "Li Duanduan Picture". Zhuang Rui was immediately shocked. He asked himself about the process from the beginning of going on stage to view the painting to the time he bought it after being squeezed out.
, no flaws were revealed.
"Boss Ma, you really know how to joke. I originally wanted to take a look at that painting, but old man Xie swayed it, so I bought it back and hung it up for fun. So many experts thought it was a fake. If it were real, where would it be my turn?
Come and buy it, how about you give me some more help?"
While Zhuang Rui was talking, he took out the painting scroll from the fishing rod holster and was about to hand it to Fatty Ma. He was also muttering in his heart. Is it rare that this fat guy is really a master?
"No, don't give it to me. I still don't know who Tang Bohu is. I don't know what he has painted. But, brothers, did you just think that I just took advantage of you and was slaughtered in the past?
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Seeing Zhuang Rui take out the painting, Fatty Ma quickly waved his carrot-like cattail fan hand to signal Zhuang Rui to take the painting back. He probably also knew that he was not above his level.
"Boss Ma, looking at your behavior just now, you really look like you were taken advantage of."
Liu Chuan has a straightforward temper. He always says what he thinks in his heart. Although they know Fatty Ma's net worth a little bit, Liu Chuan doesn't take it seriously. He and Zhuang Rui have this advantage. They don't care about anyone they meet.
You will feel like you are three points shorter.
"Haha, let me tell you, I have a collection room in my residence in Shanxi. Nine times out of ten, the collections in it are genuine, and most of them were paid for by me myself. Hey, you two brothers, why don't you two
I believe you will know if you have the opportunity to visit me as a guest in the future."
"Boss Ma, just like this cash cow today, you should know that the price of 700,000 is a bit high, but if you bid the price so high, doesn't it make people feel that you are being taken advantage of?"
Zhuang Rui was also a little puzzled. Even if you have money and can throw money at people, you can't guarantee that others won't set you up and that everything you give out is true.
Fatty Ma did not answer Zhuang Rui's words, but asked him: "Brother Zhuang, let me ask you, at that time, several people bid for 600,000 yuan for that money tree. Do you think it is real or fake?"
"Of course it's true." Zhuang Rui blurted out, then felt something was wrong, and explained: "Although I don't understand, and I didn't go up to see it, but Old Man Xie and Boss Li should be experts, otherwise they wouldn't understand it.
The price has been raised to 600,000."
"Brother Zhuang, you are right. We don't understand, but of course there are knowledgeable people who can help me look at it. What I need to do is to observe whether this black market auction is a game, a game designed against me. Just look at it.
Once I have this point, I can move forward and retreat freely. What you are looking at are objects, and what I am looking at are people. If I pay more money for an object that has been appraised by others, it will be over. Seven hundred thousand is only one hundred thousand more than six hundred thousand.
I'll just treat the yuan as the appraisal fee."
Fatty Ma's words made the three people in the car suddenly realize that this guy was so shrewd that everyone in the tent thought he was taken advantage of. However, they did not expect that this fat guy actually fooled all the people participating in the auction.
It seems that you really can’t judge books by their appearance in the future.
A few people thought about it carefully and understood that if this Han Dynasty bronze money tree was placed in a regular auction house, the transaction price would definitely be more than one million. The fat man spent 700,000. It seemed that he suffered a loss, but in fact he made a profit of one million.
The price he offered for the pen was only 100,000 yuan higher, which was just a little higher than Old Man Xie and the others' psychological price. He also showed an appearance of wealth and wealth, so that no one had the confidence to compete with him. If he started to follow
After calling out the price, I'm afraid I can't even get the cash cow with 700,000 yuan.
"Lao Ma, I've been around until today, but I don't know how many people are trying to plot against me. As a human being, it's better to be a little confused."
Fatty Ma didn't know what he thought of, and he actually got emotional.
"Then why does Boss Ma say this to a few of us? Aren't you afraid that we will spread this matter?"
Zhuang Rui looked at Fatty Ma's harmless smiling face and couldn't help but asked with some doubts. The relationship between them was not harmonious at the beginning. Could it be that the fat man took advantage and showed off?
"Hehe, well, to tell you the truth, I just like to think about people, and I can think about all kinds of people thoroughly. If I mess around in this world, I will definitely be disadvantageous. If I meet someone
If something cannot be figured out, I will not be able to eat well or sleep for several days.
I'm a bit confused by Brother Zhuang's performance today. I'm here to ask some of the guys. I just want to ask Brother Zhuang. Is the last piece of Tang Sancai a fake? I think he knows a lot about the antiques industry.
I’m not very proficient, I wonder how I saw it?”
To say that Fatty Ma saw that the painting of Tang Bohu was authentic, Zhuang Rui was just slightly surprised. He would have thought that he accidentally overheard Liu Chuan when he was talking to him, but this Fatty could actually tell that he knew that.
The three-color horse was a fake, and Zhuang Rui's heart was filled with huge waves, because until now, even Zhou Rui and Liu Chuan thought that the three-color horse was genuine. From this point of view, this fat man
Being able to amass a net worth of hundreds of millions is certainly not an easy job.
"Are you kidding? The three-color horse racing club is fake? Did you see that?"
Before Zhuang Rui could answer, Liu Chuan jumped up first.
"Brother Liu Chuan, you are not kind. During the auction, you made some remarks to provoke old man Xie and fell out with my brother. Is that intentional? You are a businessman. You don't understand the principle of making money by being friendly, so you pretend to be like that.
You can't fool me even though you look like a dandy."
After hearing Liu Chuan's words, Fatty Ma immediately changed the topic and brought it up to Liu Chuan again. Liu Chuan became silent after hearing the words. His behavior today had some artificiality in it.
"Boss Ma, what you said is just flattering me. To tell you the truth, I came here today with the same thoughts as you. My level of knowledge about antiques is not higher than yours. I came to participate in this auction.
Firstly, I want to gain knowledge, secondly, I want to make a move. As for the three-color horse, I think it is real, but I don’t have much money, only 300,000. I can’t snatch your money tree, but in the end
I wanted to bet on this three-color horse, but I didn’t expect that I didn’t have enough confidence and others wouldn’t buy it.”
Zhuang Rui replied with a serious face, the reason was so smooth that he almost believed it himself.
