"Li Housheng's mother-in-law, just have fun secretly. This inkstone can be sold for at least 800,000 yuan, and the value will increase in the future.
Calculate for yourself, if five hundred yuan is exchanged for eight hundred thousand, how many times will your net worth increase?
Your son-in-law gave you such a valuable thing, but you almost ruined it." Liu Hongen said on behalf of Li Yiyang.
Zhang Qin, who was still acting condescendingly, her eyes widened immediately after hearing this. She immediately took the inkstone from Liu Hongen's hand and said in disbelief: "Is this thing really worth 800,000?"
After saying that, she protected it in her arms like a treasure, as if someone would snatch it away.
Faced with his mother-in-law's impolite behavior, Li Yiyang apologized to Liu Hongen and said, "Mr. Liu, I hope you don't mind. My mother-in-law has no other intentions."
Liu Hongen stretched out his hand to indicate that Li Yiyang didn't need to say more: "I understand, there's nothing else for me to do here, so I'll leave first."
"Mr. Liu, why don't you leave after eating?" Wen Chuangao glared at his wife and said hurriedly.
Liu Hongen shook his head: "No need. If there are any cultural relics that need to be identified in the future, just contact your son-in-law directly. His professionalism is no worse than mine."
This sentence gave Li Yiyang great affirmation.
Li Yiyang then drove Mr. Liu to the hospital in person.
"Zhang Qin, you were so unreasonable just now. How could you take something from Mr. Liu's hand?" After Wen Chuan Gao Jianren left, the smile on his face disappeared.
Zhang Qin carefully held the inkstone and said nonchalantly: "What's wrong if I get my own things back? This thing is so expensive. If Mr. Liu doesn't hold it securely and it falls to the ground, whose fault will it be?"
Looking at people who haven't realized that their behavior is inappropriate, Wen Chuangao is very tired: "With your personality, no one likes you wherever you go."
After saying that, he suddenly thought that his leader was still here.
"Director, congratulations, this blue and white porcelain vase is real. You can sleep peacefully from now on."
The smile on Liang Hongbing's face never faded: "I have to thank you for inviting Mr. Liu for me. If he hadn't personally promised that this was true, or if he had the appraisal certificate, I wouldn't be able to sleep.
But your son-in-law is really capable. Mr. Liu is feeling unwell and is still in the hospital. He came all the way to help me identify him, which shows that your son-in-law is not as useless as the rumors say!"
Seeing that Liang Hongbing praised his son-in-law, Wen Chuangao was very happy, but he still looked very humble: "Where, Director Liang's son is really young and promising, he became a boss at a young age, and he just bought a blue and white porcelain
A bottle costs more than a glass, which is enviable!"
No one likes others to praise their children. Liang Hongbing said with a smile: "Let's not praise each other. One day when we have time, let's go out for a drink. I will go back first. This thing is too expensive. I don't put it in the safe at home."
, I'm really not worried.
The same goes for your inkstone, collect it quickly and don’t tell others its price, or you’ll be spotted.”
Wen Chuangao nodded: "I understand. Director Liang drove here, so I won't see you off. I hope the director will give you more support in the future in the company."
"Look at what you said. You work hard and seriously. You should have been promoted a long time ago. Don't worry, the company will give you a promotion and a salary increase in less than a month."
If he hadn't seen Li Yiyang's importance in Liu Hongen's heart, and if he had seen Li Yiyang's appraisal ability with his own eyes, he would have made 800,000 just by buying an inkstone.
Otherwise, Liang Hongbing would not have made such a promise to him. After all, he might still be able to find a way to pass on Gao's son-in-law in the future.
Hearing Liang Hongbing's promise, Wen Chuangao smiled happily: "Thank you, Director Liang, please go slowly!"
After Liang Hongbing left, Wen Chuangao saw Zhang Qin still holding the inkstone, looking like he was obsessed with money, and said nervously: "Don't rub it. If you bump it, this inkstone will be worthless."
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Zhang Qin then carefully placed the inkstone on the coffee table, and then found a box.
"I really didn't expect this inkstone to be so valuable. Do you think Li Yiyang is really rich?"
Zhang Qin picked up the inkstone, put it in the box, and responded at the same time: "I didn't hear him say, did he buy this inkstone for 500 yuan? It's just opportunistic.
I'm telling you, if you give this thing to us, it belongs to us. If he asks you for it, don't give it to him! Did you hear that?"
Wen Chuangao nodded impatiently: "I know, I know."
As soon as the two locked up the inkstone, Wen Chengjie came, holding a wad of money in his hand, estimated to be about thirty thousand.
Seeing the money in his son's hand, Zhang Qin immediately asked: "Son, where did you get so much money?"
Wen Chengjie smiled and replied: "I just walked downstairs when I met Uncle Zhao. He said that the money was returned to our family and asked me to give it to you. He also said that he would treat our family to dinner another day and said thank you.
I lent him money when he was in trouble."
After hearing what his son said, Wen Chuangao looked puzzled: "We have lent this money to us for four years, how come we suddenly have the money to pay it back?
I remember that some time ago, they were still worried about his son's lack of money to marry a wife, but now they have returned the money quietly, could it be possible that they have become rich?"
Zhang Qin was also very puzzled: "I have asked Lao Zhao's family for this money many times, but they have made various excuses for not paying back because they have no money.
The sun really came out in the west today, and he actually took the initiative to pay back the money."
As she said this, she took the money handed over by her son and counted them carefully one by one.
After listening to his parents' doubts, Wen Chengjie opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of water and drank several gulps before answering their doubts.
"Dad, Mom, you don't know, right? Uncle Zhao's old house has been sold. It is said that it cost more than 600,000 yuan. How can you not be rich!"
When Zhang Qin heard this, his eyes immediately widened: "What? Are you talking about a house in a village in the city?"
"What else can there be besides that!" Wen Chengjie said, putting the unfinished water into the refrigerator and continuing to keep it cold.
This water, in order to save money, pretended to be cold and had it iced.
Every year when the weather is hot, Zhang Qin will specially prepare a few mineral water bottles to drink cold and boil, which is clean and hygienic and saves money.
Wen Chuangao was surprised and said: "But didn't I hear that the houses in that place have never been sold?
In order to find a wife for his son, Lao Zhao had always wanted to sell the house there, but it had been pending for three years and no one even asked.
Suddenly it was sold as soon as I said it was for sale."
Wen Chengjie sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and said: "I heard that a few days ago, four young people drove a luxury car and brought tens of millions of cash and went there to buy a house.
The four of them bought a total of 119 houses, worth more than 40 million, so they are so rich."
Speaking of this, Wen Chengjie couldn't help but be envious of him. He was also a young man, but he was paid tens of millions without blinking an eye.
Unlike him, he couldn't save a hundred thousand yuan.
Not to mention a house, he can't even afford a car.
Wen Chuangao looked at his wife who was still counting the money and said, "Stop counting. How many less can I give you, Lao Zhao?"
After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh: "Now, Lao Zhao should be proud. After selling the house, he will have money to buy a wedding house for his son to get married.
Maybe I can hold a big fat boy next year."
Zhang Qin paused and pretended to be disdainful: "What do you know? That little money is just enough to make a down payment.