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Chapter 5553

Although Zhang Ermao's request was harsh, when they thought about the considerable income, they both agreed unanimously.

Zhang Ermao was unambiguous and directly transferred 30,000 yuan to each of them on WeChat and said to them: "This money will be treated as an advance payment for your 10 days of labor costs. If you dare to be lazy in these 10 days,

You're just being slippery, but don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Zhao Laosi patted his chest without thinking and promised: "Brother Ermao, don't worry, just because you are so cheerful, I will wear an adult diaper to watch you! I would rather pee my crotch than leave my post.

Half a step!"

Xiao Teng also immediately expressed his position: "Brother Ermao, I don't eat or drink during the day, and I will never let you down!"

"Okay." Zhang Ermao nodded, took out the two jade rings from his pocket, handed them to the two of them respectively, and said: "Wear these two jade rings on your hands, and never take them off. This is

A token used by major customers to verify your identity."

The two of them didn't hesitate and immediately took the wrench.

Zhao Laosi played with the ring in his hand for a moment, put it under his nose, smelled it, and said in a low voice: "Damn Brother Ermao, this... this ring is made from a pit!"

"Really?" Xiao Teng on the side also sniffed the same thing and asked doubtfully: "Fourth brother, how can you tell that this thing is familiar with it?"

Zhang Ermao interrupted the two of them and warned: "If you two want to make this money, you must remember to talk less and ask less questions."

Zhao Laosi chuckled and said quickly: "Brother Ermao is right, we are responsible for picking up people anyway, and we don't ask about other things."

Zhang Ermao nodded and said to the two of them: "Lao Si, go back to the printing shop and make a sign and write 'pick up Hong Kong businessman Chen Jiawei'. Xiao Teng, you can also make a sign and write 'pick up Hong Kong businessman Luo Qidong'."

, you can start working directly after the fight, and your wages will be calculated today!"

Zhao Laosi said in surprise: "Brother Ermao, are you in such a hurry? I haven't had time to settle down in this stall yet. Why don't you wait for me for a while and I'll ask my brother-in-law to come over and help me keep an eye on it..."

Zhang Ermao waved his hand: "I'll keep an eye on your stall. Anyway, all your stuff is fake, so I'll try my best to sell it at a higher price for you. Once you get the customer, you can bring him to me."

When the two heard this, they no longer hesitated, nodded immediately, and happily went to the printing shop together.

Zhang Ermao knew that it was impossible for these two people to pick up anyone. After all, these two names were made up by him on the spur of the moment. It would be crazy if he could pick them up.

He didn't know why Ye Chen asked him to do this, but like a human spirit, he knew one purpose very well in his heart, that is, never ask about things you shouldn't ask, let alone try to find out the truth.

So, he sat down directly at Zhao Laosi's stall, looked at the rags all over his stall, and placed the piece of lightning strike wood given by Ye Chen in the center.

Although he didn't know what the use of this thing was, he kept Ye Chen's instructions in mind. No matter who asked the price, they would ask for five million.

After waiting at the stall for more than an hour, a few idiots from the antique street came. They were trying to find something missing from Zhang Ermao's stall. Zhang Ermao also gave full play to his talent as an antique dealer and sold several worthless items.

The broken handicrafts are all sold for high prices of more than 4 figures.

After closing a few transactions, Zhang Ermao couldn't help but feel like a fish in water. Although selling fake antiques to deceive people didn't have a big future, for him, doing this was really a great sense of accomplishment.

Seeing those villains who had dreams of picking up leaks and getting rich, spending high prices to buy fake things, and all of them looking happy, Zhang Ermao felt particularly happy.


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