"Oh, God, this is the first time I have seen such well-preserved cultural relics of Dongshan Culture! It is really rare."
“This statue is so exquisite! It’s almost like it’s alive!”
"These jewelry are not bad, and there are some exquisite ones, such as this one, which should have come from the Majapahit royal family."
"Haha, look what I found? It's a very rare medieval gold coin! I'm sure it will sell for a good price."
In the hotel room, as each highly valuable cultural relic was identified, the expressions of Adel and his assistant gradually became excited.
His face was flushed, his mouth was grinning from the corners of his mouth to his ears, and from time to time, a few words of vent would pop out of his mouth, such as Fake and Shet.
When the auction house takes over the auction business, there is a commission. The higher the value of the things, the more they will make!
When you make money, you naturally want to be happy.
Time passed like this minute by minute, and most of the items in the box were identified unknowingly.
Adel gently put down a wine glass inlaid with various gems, stretched out his hand and tugged on his collar, and with great excitement, he took the list and read it word by word.
Although the appraisal has not yet been completed, he has already vaguely realized at this moment that Chu Heng's business will probably become the largest business he has undertaken since starting his business, and it is also the business with the most good things!
Earning more or less is now secondary to him. At this time, what he values is more than the additional benefits that business brings to him.
If this auction is done well, his company will become more famous, more people will come to them to discuss cooperation, and they will gain the trust of more customers!
Therefore, this is much higher than the added value of the transaction and much higher than the commission!
After reading the list, Adel's eyes sparkled and he felt very motivated. He stood up again, moved another box with the help of his assistant, and continued to identify other cultural relics with concentration.
Chu Heng, who had been paying attention to the expressions on their faces, saw this and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. Then he raised his hand and looked at the time. Seeing that it was already noon, he stepped forward, smiled and clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.
He said loudly: "Okay, friends, it's lunch time, what do you want to eat? I'll call the hotel people to bring it up."
"I won't eat it. Let's eat it together after we identify these things."
Adel, who was eager to calculate the value of these cultural relics, had no intention of eating. He waved his hands without looking back and continued to work.
The assistant didn't even eat when he saw the boss, so he could only grit his teeth and risk his life to accompany the gentleman. After all, the unemployment rate is quite high now...
Chu Heng didn't try to persuade the two of them. Hilton's meals were not cheap. If one person was missing, the cost would be less. Now they were actively helping him save money. Was there something wrong with him to try to persuade them?
So after asking everyone else what they wanted to eat, Chu Heng, who felt that he had made a profit, walked into the bedroom, picked up the internal phone on the bedside table and called the front desk, ordered a bunch of food and a bottle of red wine.
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I waited for almost half an hour.
There was a knock on the door, and two waiters walked in with a dining cart. They looked at the living room filled with various boxes in surprise. Then, under Chu Heng's command, they placed all kinds of meals on the coffee table and left with the dining cart.
Already.
Then Chu Heng and others sat in front of the coffee table and started having lunch, talking and laughing.
The assistant was so greedy that he almost swallowed his tongue.
The steak is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, the lobster is delicious and delicious, the spaghetti with a thick layer of meat sauce...
Ouch!
Can't look, can't look.
The assistant turned his head with difficulty and looked at Adel, who was squatting in front of the box and concentrating on his work. He wanted to divert his attention, but the smell kept getting into his nose. He was so greedy that he almost drooled, but he didn't dare.
Give your boss a suggestion.
Hey, poor migrant workers...
About ten minutes later.
Chu Heng and the three old men over there had almost eaten.
After all, they still had work to do, and they couldn't enjoy their lunch time as elegantly as usual. After eating most of the food, they drank a cup of coffee and continued working.
This process lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon when the appraisal work was finally completed.
"Twenty-four million, Chu, if you give these things to me, I can guarantee that I can sell them for this price!"
Shuimi didn't brush his teeth for most of the day. Adel put a contract on the table with hope, and seduced Chu Heng: "Come on, Chu, sign it. As long as you sign it, you will be worth tens of millions in a short time."
Rich man!"
hiss!
When other people in the room heard this, they couldn't help but take a deep breath, and even their breathing froze.
In Citigroup in the 1960s, a good house only cost tens of thousands of yuan, and an income of seven to eight thousand yuan was already a middle-class family. Twenty-four million is really an astonishing sum of money!
Stimulated by this huge fortune, their eyes when looking at Chu Heng were full of jealousy. There was even a hint of danger in the eyes of one of the old white men.
Not to mention now, even in future generations, more than 20 million dollars will be enough to tempt many people and make them take risks!
Cen Hao looked at the old man coldly, silently touched the dagger hidden in his waist, and prepared to ask Chu Heng later if he wanted to secretly make this old thing!
"Twenty-four million..."
But after Chu Heng heard the price, he was a little dissatisfied. According to the current exchange rate, the money was only a little over 130 million Hong Kong dollars, which was not enough for the price offered by the Land Group.
Even if the price is still negotiable, if you include the subsequent hotel operation costs, the money may be a bit stretched!
So it’s better to prepare more money to avoid being stunned when the time comes.
Seeing Chu Heng's brows furrowed, Adel thought he was not satisfied with his quotation and said hurriedly: "This is already the highest price I can offer, and it is also the highest price that can be offered on the market. Trust me,
Chu, apart from me, there will never be anyone else..."
"Wait a moment, I'll call the bank first."
Chu Heng raised his hand to interrupt him. After glancing at the old white man who looked a little strange, he turned around and entered the bedroom. He called Guofu Bank and asked the other party to send someone over to take the things away.
Chu Heng was well aware of the value of those cultural relics, so in order to prevent anything from happening, he went to Guofu Bank to rent a safe two days ago, and planned to send the things to the bank after Adel finished appraising them.
Don't take it out until the day of the auction.
After hearing the content of his phone call, the old man who had other ideas couldn't help but show disappointment on his face, and regretfully gave up the dangerous idea.
The security force of National Welfare Bank is quite strong. If he had the ability to get these things from them, he might as well just rob the bank.
After making the call, Chu Heng quickly returned to the living room, put a green magatama on the table, stared at Adel, and asked: "This is the magatama lost by the Fujiwara family, what do you think?"
