After just a dozen steps, a hurried shout rang out, causing Zhuo Yun to stop in his tracks.
Turning around, he saw an old man in his fifties quickly chasing after him. Behind him were two bodyguards in black suits. His rich appearance told him that he was no ordinary person.
"Little brother, can you let me see the jade bottle in your hand?" The old man glanced at the jade bottle in Zhuo Yun's hand and said with a longing expression.
After staring at the old man for a while, Zhuo Yun nodded.
Taking the Buddhist jade bottle, the old man observed it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more excited he looked on his face.
"Okay, that's great. What a Buddhist eight-treasure vase. It's a perfect combination of Buddhism and art."
After admiring it, the old man raised his head and said with stern eyes: "Little brother, I am willing to bid 500,000 yuan for this eight-treasure vase."
When the people around heard the old man's words, they were immediately in an uproar, and some even looked at the Buddhist Eight Treasure Vase with greedy expressions on their faces.
Even in the antique world, there are only a few antique treasures worth more than 500,000 yuan. Such antiques are like buying lottery tickets and are not easy to find.
The owner of the antique shop who appraised antiques for free was also questioned by everyone. Some smart people quickly figured out the trick. The crowd of onlookers left in a short time and only the two men were left.
"Half a million!" Hearing this, Zhuo Yun froze on the spot, and stacks of hundred-dollar bills appeared in his mind.
The old man misunderstood Zhuo Yun's meaning and said quickly: "Little brother, this jade bottle is from the late Qing Dynasty. It is very well made in terms of materials and carvings. However, jade bottles like this are usually in pairs.
Moreover, it is not a popular collectible in the antique world, and the room for appreciation is very limited. If it is sold to an ordinary antique collector, it will be worth 400,000 yuan. If you are not satisfied, I am willing to offer 600,000 yuan."
"Also, this is my business card. If you are worried that I will deceive you, you can ask some antique masters. If what I said today is false, you can ask me to get your jade bottle back at any time for 600,000.
Consider it my compensation." The old man took out a gold-gilt business card from his arms and said seriously.
Taking the old man's business card, Zhuo Yun glanced at it and was secretly shocked.
He didn't expect that the old man in front of him turned out to be Ming Zhenbo, the chairman of Mingtian Group. You must know that Mingtian Group is definitely the leader of the food street in Z City. He has seen such a figure on TV before.
As the saying goes, wealth is unkind, but famous people are not like this. Every year, tens of millions of funds are invested in charity, and they are known as good businessmen throughout Z City.
After confirming the identity of the other party, Zhuo Yun's original doubts were completely dispelled. With his famous net worth, millions of people would not even frown, let alone hundreds of thousands. There was no need to deceive him, an unknown person.
"It turns out it's Chairman Ming. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you." Zhuo Yun put away the gilded business card, shook hands with Ming Zhenbo quickly and said with a smile: "With Chairman Ming's worth, there is no need to pay for a jade vase.
Lie, I have no doubts, I just have a question in my mind."
"Oh, young man, if you have any questions, just ask." Ming Zhenbo smiled and nodded.
Zhuo Yun asked doubtfully: "Since the market price of this jade bottle is only around 400,000 yuan, why did you bid 600,000 yuan to buy it? It would not be a big loss."
Logically speaking, as a businessman, especially a successful businessman, Ming Zhenbo would never engage in loss-making business.
"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that my mother believes in Buddhism. What she likes most in her life is Buddhist jades. She especially loves jade bottles. Her eightieth birthday will be in a few days. I'm going to buy this piece.
Jade bottle, give her a surprise."
"So that's it." Zhuo Yun's mind was slightly shaken, and he secretly sighed that the famous name Zhenbo was indeed well-deserved. Even though the two had just met and chatted for a few words, these few words made people feel strongly about him.
He doesn't have the arrogance of ordinary successful people, and his words are very simple, and every word he says is so real.
Zhuo Yun smiled and said, "In that case, I can only be as beautiful as an adult."
"Thank you so much, little brother. This is the gold VIP card of our Mingtian Group. You can enjoy a 30% discount at any hotel of our Mingtian Group. Please be sure to accept it." Ming Zhenbo showed joy on his face.
, reached out and took out a golden VIP card from his arms, and handed it to Zhuo Yun.
"My mother, it's been given out. Of course I have to accept such a good thing." Thinking to himself, Zhuo Yun quickly put away the gold VIP card.
In order to facilitate the trading of antiques, there were several banks in Qingfeng Antique Market. Everyone went directly to one bank, and soon Zhuo Yun had five zeros added to his account.
"It's a pleasure to cooperate. If there are similar antiques in the future, remember to contact me." Ming Zhenbo shook hands with Zhuo Yun enthusiastically.
Standing at the edge of the counter, looking at Ming Zhenbo's leaving figure, Zhuo Yun's suppressed excitement burst out. He glanced at the balance change reminder on the text message on his phone, and grinned so happily that he almost reached his ears.
"Haha, I am already a six hundred millionaire. It feels so damn good to be rich. Whoever underestimates me again, damn, I will beat him to death with money, hehe!"
He was so excited that he danced around in the bank and let out obscene laughter unconsciously. He didn't notice at all that other people consciously kept a distance from him, and some were even considering whether to call 110 or 120.
"Husband, this person seems to be mentally disturbed. Let's get the money elsewhere."
"Well, let's go quickly, don't go crazy and hurt us."
The man and woman who had just walked into the bank glanced at Zhuo Yun with strange expressions and quickly fled the place.
Zhuo Yun: ".........."
Stepping out of the bank, holding a bank card with 600,000 yuan in his arms, Zhuo Yun felt that his chest was straight and his waist was straight when he walked. The feeling was definitely one word "refreshing", two words "refreshing", "three"
The words are so damn cool
Looking at the passers-by hurriedly around him, an inexplicable pride suddenly emerged in his heart. He used to be just an ordinary person, but now he has extraordinary capital.
"Since God has given me the special ability to possess black turtles, I will do something great. Six hundred thousand is just the beginning. I want to earn six million, sixty million, sixty million,
even more."
Zhuo Yun, who was in an agitated mood, did not notice that there were several figures quietly following behind him, with malicious looks in their eyes.
As soon as he walked out of Qingfeng Antique Market, three men rushed up and surrounded Zhuo Yun.
"Boy, if you don't want to die, come with us."
After a brief panic, Zhuo Yun quickly calmed down and felt the resistance coming from his waist. He understood that the other party must be holding a sharp weapon against his lower back. If he struggled at this time, he would definitely be pierced.
After suppressing the violent killing intention of Xuan Gui, Zhuo Yun didn't have much fear in his heart. He was not the same person he was before. With Xuan Gui around, he really didn't pay attention to these people.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
"Hmph, you're a smart kid." The man behind him sneered, pressing Zhuo Yun and walking towards a nearby alleyway, with the three of them tightly surrounding him.
The alleyway was a dead end. When they came to the end of the alleyway, the man behind him gave Zhuo Yun a hard push and pushed him to the end. Three people holding daggers blocked the alleyway tightly.
"Hey, brat, you didn't expect that." Accompanied by a familiar sinister laugh, a middle-aged man walked out from behind the three of them.
"It's you!" Zhuo Yun couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the person coming.
The person who appeared in front of him was none other than the antique shop owner who appraised antiques for free at Qingfeng Antique Market.
The antique shop owner took off his glasses, his original image of a scholar was completely destroyed, and his pair of triangular eyes revealed a fierce and cunning look.
"You brat, you're so shameless. I'm already thinking highly of you when I buy your eight-treasure vase for ten thousand yuan. I dare to refuse you in public, which makes all the popularity I've worked so hard to accumulate go to waste." At this point, the expression of the owner of the antique shop changed.
He became ferocious and said with fierce eyes: "You brat, if you want to survive, give me the 600,000 you just received, otherwise I will let you walk in and lie down today."
Hearing the threat from the antique shop owner, Zhuo Yun had a look of horror on his face and his legs were trembling slightly.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing Zhuo Yun's cowardly look, the owner of the antique shop laughed arrogantly. The three men around him also looked proud, and their vigilance dropped to the lowest point.
Just when the four of them were arrogant and proud, dreaming in their hearts that they could easily get 600,000 yuan immediately, they did not notice that the frightened look on Zhuo Yun's face disappeared and was replaced by a fierce look.
