After about ten minutes, Song Xingjun and his brother seemed to have reached an agreement and came back. Both of them seemed hesitant to speak. Finally, Song Huan spoke to Uncle De: "Can we take this porcelain?"
If I sell it to your pawn shop, I don’t need 2 million, just 1.5 million. As for whether you repair it and auction it, or keep it for yourself, we don’t care. Is that okay?”
Song Huan also knew that her suggestion was a bit unreasonable, and after finishing speaking, she lowered her eyes in embarrassment.
Song Huan's words made Zhuang Rui and Uncle De look at each other. Neither of them expected that Song Huan would come up with such an idea. It was not impossible to do this, but it just grafted all the risks onto the pawn shop.
"Xiao Zhuang, how about you buy this thing yourself? If you keep this thing for a few years, you won't suffer any loss even if you don't sell it."
Uncle De thought for a while, if he followed Song Huan's approach, it would be a bit illegal, because if this chicken pot cup was pawned, the pawn shop could only get out about 200,000 RMB at most, which is different from the 1.5 million RMB that Song Huan said.
Very different.
When all readers see this, you should say, this chicken cup is obviously worth more than one million, why does the pawn shop only give you two hundred thousand at most after accepting it? This is also the rule of the pawn shop, no matter how good your gift is.
, after taking it in, it must have been bitten by insects or broken porcelain and broken tiles. This was also passed down from the previous pawn shop. Although this saying is not shouted nowadays, the price given by the pawn shop is generally
It is about one-fifth of the value of the pawn itself.
"I would like to keep it, but I just bought a house and don't have so much money on hand."
After listening to Uncle De's words, Zhuang Rui said helplessly. If he had mentioned this matter yesterday, he still had the check in his hand. As for now, I am afraid that the boss would have transferred the check into cash and bought the house.
Already.
What Uncle De said just now was because he wanted Zhuang Rui to take advantage of this. He was sure that after re-repairing the porcelain, he could sell it at a good price. Not to mention if it changed hands, he could still earn three to five million yuan, but he didn't
I know that Zhuang Rui only has three to five million yuan left in his pocket.
It's not that Uncle De hasn't thought about accepting the chicken cup, but the price Song Huan asked for is a bit high. If this thing is auctioned, it is estimated to be more than 2 million. After deducting all the expenses, it can only be obtained in hand.
There are more than one million left. Nothing in this world is absolute. If the auction fails or the transaction price is not ideal, it will be a loss-making transaction. Moreover, this is Zhuang Rui's personal matter, so Uncle De did not say anything.
Take it into yourself.
"Hey, Uncle De, why did we forget about the leak-picking king?"
Seeing the embarrassed expressions of Song Xingjun and his sister, Zhuang Rui's eyes suddenly lit up. How could he have forgotten this person?
"You mean Lao Yang? Well, he will definitely want it. You should call him and ask him."
As soon as Uncle De heard Zhuang Rui's words, he knew who he was talking about. Father Yang had been trying hard to find a big leak in the past few years, but he only collected a house full of scraps and scraps, and only a few real things. Over time, the circle
When people here mention him, they call him the King of Leak Pickers.
After Yang's father's family business got on track in the past few years, he hired professional managers to manage it. He usually didn't have much to do. He mostly drank tea with old friends or wandered around the antique market. He just finished lunch and was in the middle of the day.
I was about to take a nap, but when I received a call from Zhuang Rui, I immediately became energetic and told Zhuang Rui not to sell anything to anyone, and I would be there right away.
Within half an hour, Yang's father rushed over. After listening to Zhuang Rui's introduction, he happily patted Zhuang Rui's shoulder and said: "That's right, Xiaozhuang, Uncle Yang's love for you is not in vain. I have a good thing."
You can still think of me."
"Uncle Yang, these two are my friends. I am helping my friends with this matter. Look at the price..."
Zhuang Rui actually regarded Father Yang as a firefighter, and he really deserved the compliment.
"One and a half million, right? There's no problem, but..."
Father Yang's eyes turned around and landed on Uncle De, and then said: "Brother De, I have no problem accepting this thing. The price is as you said, but you have to agree to two conditions."
Uncle De and Father Yang were very familiar with each other and were used to making jokes. He said with a smile: "Hey, do you like it? I'm afraid I won't be able to sell this thing. That is to say, Xiaozhuang wants to keep it for you. You
This old boy actually wants to impose conditions."
Yang's father didn't take Uncle De's words seriously. He pointed at the Chenghua chicken pot cup and said, "First, brother, you have to help me repair this cup. Secondly..." Yang's father is also fifty.
Even though he was many years old, he actually became arrogant when he spoke, looking at the people in this room, he felt a little embarrassed.
"Don't be out of breath when you speak, and finish it in one breath." Uncle De saw Yang's father's appearance and was a little curious about his second condition.
"The second thing is this object. Don't tell me how much I paid for it. If you agree, I will buy it." Father Yang finally stated his conditions. As soon as these words came out, Uncle De and Zhuang
After Rui and Boss Cheng looked at each other, they couldn't help laughing.
"You are an old boy, you are almost 60 years old, and you still have such thoughts, haha, okay, I promise you, and you guys, please don't spread the word about today's incident."
Uncle De smiled and said to the somewhat confused Song Xingjun siblings and Miao Feifei. These people all nodded in agreement. After thinking about it, Boss Yang must have asked them to keep the money secret because he didn't want the money to be exposed.
Zhuang Rui and Uncle De knew that Yang's father's request was actually to satisfy his desire to pick things up. In the past few years, he had collected a lot of items and spent all his money, but he had never found one.
Excellent product.
Every city has a circle of collectors. In this circle, whoever has the most collections and who has the best collections speaks louder and has authority. Although Father Yang is a big boss outside, but when he enters the collection
After entering this industry, he paid tuition one after another, so he was often ridiculed by people in the circle. He put forward this second condition, presumably because he wanted to use this Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup as his own income.
It was Uncle De and Zhuang Rui who laughed out loud when they boasted in the circle.
"Brother, you haven't thrown away the cabinet you opened last time, right? When I finish repairing the porcelain, you can just put it in it. Hey, this is such a face-saving thing, haha."
Uncle De didn't care about the presence of these juniors and joked with Yang's father. The cabinet he was talking about was specially built by Yang's father last year for the Xuande stove he bought from a follower. There were also several spotlights on it.
.
Seeing a few people reminiscing over the old days, Zhuang Rui quietly told Miao Feifei and others about Yang's father. They heard them purse their lips and snicker. The Song Xingjun siblings would be able to settle the medical bills that had been bothering them right away.
, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Okay, I paid a lot for my tuition. Don't be disrespectful to me in front of the juniors. Xiaozhuang, please ask them if they want a bank transfer or a cash check? If you want to transfer, I'll call someone.
I'll go do it with you."
Yang's father suffered a lot and didn't care about Uncle De's attack on him. He turned around and asked Zhuang Rui how he wanted to trade.
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Rui looked at the Song Xingjun siblings and said, "Let's just cash the check. I won't bother you, Uncle Yang."
"Okay, next time if you have something good, remember to leave it to me. You are better than that little brat of mine. I have a whole house full of stuff, but he will take out a few pieces and sell them all at random.
spendthrift."
Yang's father's words made Zhuang Rui laugh. Yang Wei really took out a few objects from his collection room, but after showing them to Uncle De for appraisal, they all turned out to be fake. Viagra was so angry that he refused to enter his home again.
It's what I call a treasure room.
Zhuang Rui took the check with the amount written by Father Yang, glanced at it, and handed it to Song Huan. After seeing Song Huan look at it for a while, he was about to fold it and put it in his pocket. Zhuang Rui quickly stopped him and said: "
Be sure not to fold this check, otherwise the bank may refuse to accept it. Now you can open an account at Bank of China and transfer the money on this check to your account."
"Zhuang Rui, thank you!"
Zhuang Rui's words startled Song Huan, and he quickly handed the check in his hand to his sister. After Song Xingjun took it, he carefully put it in his bag, pulled his younger brother to stand up, and bowed deeply to Zhuang Rui.
"No, what are you doing, Nurse Song, if I want to thank you, I would also like to thank you. If you hadn't enlightened me when I was injured, I don't know what would have happened. Let's not thank you anymore. Go to the bank and get the money.
Turn around and take the time to see your uncle. When I have time, I will go to the hospital to visit my uncle."
Zhuang Rui didn't dare to accept the courtesy of these two people, so he leaned over and let him pass. This meant that he recognized Song Xingjun. Otherwise, Zhuang Rui would have definitely taken out 300,000 yuan to pass this on to the City God's Temple.
After winning it, the change of hands was worth more than one million, but Zhuang Rui did not regret it. This time he helped Song Xingjun, which was regarded as fulfilling one of his wishes.
"Let's go, let's go shopping."
After the Song Xingjun siblings left, Zhuang Rui saw the three old men chatting happily and left with Miao Feifei.
Although Zhuang Rui has been in Zhonghai for five or six years, he has not been to many places besides going to school and working part-time, let alone surrounding places such as Suzhou. He picked up Miao early the next morning.
Feifei and the two drove to Zhouzhuang, Suzhou, and had a good day of fun. After two days, Miao Feifei seemed to regard Zhuang Rui as a good friend.
After spending a pleasant weekend, Zhuang Rui returned to work at the pawn shop. His responsibilities now are much larger. He not only has to do overall management, but also takes into account the direction of the pawn shop's capital investment and the auction house.
Bian's business was basically handed over to Wang Bingding and Lai Jingdong.
In the blink of an eye, more than two months have passed. Over the past two months, Wang Ding and his wife have taken out several items from their inventory, with impressive results. As for the authenticity of the items, Zhuang Rui did not care.
He has made it clear to the investment company that all auction-related business should be handled by those two people, and their rights and responsibilities should also be borne by them.
…
"Uncle De, look at the incredible items that have been collected during this period. I feel something is wrong."
After get off work one day, Zhuang Rui kept Uncle De behind and handed over a piece of paper in his hand. The paper recorded the extraordinary items that Wang Ding had collected in the past month, the amount on it, and the items collected. , which is very strange.
