At the critical moment, Lao Bao raised his hand and stopped Mr. Tang...
Young Master Tang was stunned when he heard this. Ten million was just the next number he had. Is this guy really willing to pay?
"Mr. Bao, are you kidding?" Young Master Tang said.
"Of course not, ten million is ten million, don't change your mind!" Lao Bao said hurriedly.
He was also afraid that Young Master Tang would regret it.
After all, it is really possible that this is one of Sun Quan's Six Swords. No matter which one it is, as long as it is confirmed, it is not just a matter of ten million, but tens of millions...
"Uh, okay, but do you have 10 million?" Young Master Tang asked.
Ten million in cash is naturally a drop in the bucket for him and Wang Jun, but for Lao Bao and the others, it is not a small number.
Even though Lao Bao is not a small store, it has a lot of stuff, but it is packed with money. Even the shop plus stuff can be worth three to four million, which is not bad. The main reason for this is the value of this store.
If even the shop is rented, and the items in the shop alone are really not much, far less than 10 million...
"I don't have ten million, but my son does..." Lao Bao said.
In terms of assets, Lao Bao feels that his shop, plus savings and antiques collected at home, can exceed 10 million, which is no problem. If it is just cash, he can only take out 1 million at most...
"Dad, I just bought this painting for you in Xiangjiang. It cost more than 10 million, and I don't have much left. I can't use the remaining funds, otherwise my company's capital chain will be broken.
..." Mr. Bao said with a bitter smile.
"You bastard, what did you buy? Ten million was wasted!" Lao Bao shouted angrily.
"Dad, I don't want to either. I just want to honor you..." Mr. Bao felt aggrieved. Who would have thought that something bought from an auction house could be fake...
"Stop talking nonsense to me. Give me 10 million first. If you don't have it, go to the bank to get a loan and give it to me!" Lao Bao stared at him like a cow. If you don't give it to me, I will beat you.
Posture...
"Dad, bank loans are so easy to get, and 10 million..." Mr. Bao said with a wry smile.
"I don't care about that. Please give me the money. I still have some on hand. I lent you this money and I will pay it back to you later!" Lao Bao said, constantly gesturing to Mr. Bao with the corner of his eyes, and then
Then look at the ancient ingot sword and Baihong sword placed on the table...
Mr. Bao is also a smart man and understood instantly...
What’s ten million?
If the long sword you buy is one of Sun Quan's six swords, you can easily sell it and get several times the money...
"Okay, I'll give you the company's working capital first!" Mr. Bao said, taking a deep breath.
"Ahem, Mr. Bao, Mr. Bao, would you two please think about it again? If this sword is just an ordinary sword and not Sun Quan's Six Swords, then your 10 million will be included..."
Young Master Tang's face seemed to be very tangled, and then he reminded him.
After listening to Mr. Tang's words, Mr. Bao's face looked a little ugly...
These tens of millions are the company's working capital. If it were all filled in at once, his company would have to break its capital chain, and the losses would be huge. If not, the company might go bankrupt...
"My little friend, you don't want to regret it..." Lao Bao said.
Compared to Mr. Bao, Lao Bao strengthened his determination when he saw Mr. Tang's troubled face...
In his opinion, the reason why Young Master Tang is so entangled is that this sword is most likely one of Sun Quan's Six Swords!
He was reluctant to sell it for 10 million, so he was struggling...
However, what he didn't know was that this was not what Young Master Tang was struggling with. It was because he had misunderstood...
Young Master Tang was struggling. They met by chance and was sprayed by Mr. Bao. Now this revenge can be regarded as revenge.
First, he lost 10 million to buy a painting, then Wang Jun disgusted Lao Bao, and then he took out two magic weapons from their hands.
Young Master Tang felt that he was almost done with the blows one after another. Should he stop with this last blow...
It's a pity that I was misunderstood by Lao Bao...
At this time, Mr. Bao also saw the tangled look on Young Master Tang. He was very unhappy with Young Master Tang. When he saw this, he was just like his father. He thought that Young Master Tang was suddenly reluctant to let go...
"How can you, a manly man, return at will with just a drop of spit? This will disappoint the beautiful lady..." Mr. Bao said, squinting at Yun Changshang beside Young Master Tang...
Young Master Tang was immediately furious. This bastard is still thinking about his own clothes at this time?
Since you are all clamoring for this thing, I will give it to you...
"Okay, transfer 10 million, and this sword will be yours!" Young Master Tang said.
"Brother, are you really selling it?" Wang Jun said with a look of displeasure. According to his idea, Sun Quan's Six Swords cannot be sold for 10 million...
"Oh, who told me to say this before..." Young Master Tang said speechlessly, but he secretly made a gesture to Wang Jun.
Since Mr. Bao and Lao Bao were facing away from each other, neither of them saw it. After Wang Jun saw this gesture, a faint smile appeared on his face.
That is to say, as a brother, I always get the benefits first, how could I share it with others for no reason?
Especially Mr. Bao, who has evil intentions towards Yun Changshang...
After listening to the conversation between the two, Mr. Bao had a smile on his face.
After all, he is still a young man, and he cannot stand the provocation of others...
He thought that Young Master Tang agreed because he was afraid of losing face in front of Yun Changshang...
"Son, transfer the money!" Lao Bao said.
"Haha, Brother Wang also took a snuff bottle, which is exactly one piece. The snuff bottle is 240,000 yuan. The amount you transferred to me is 9.76 million. The Bank of Communications card number is 6222********
***" Mr. Tang smiled and said his card number.
Young Master Tang helped Wang Jun pay the money, but Wang Jun was not polite. Between the two brothers, this little money was just a drop of money. He held the snuff bottle in his hand with a smile on his face.
As a boss, Mr. Bao naturally has a strong ability to memorize numbers. Mr. Tang just said it once, and Mr. Bao immediately remembered it. Then he called his company's finance and asked him to transfer 9.76 million to Tang.
On the account of the young master.
The transfer speed was very fast. Within a few minutes, Mr. Tang received a text message saying that the money had arrived...
"Okay, now that the money has arrived, this sword is naturally yours. Mr. Han, let's go." Young Master Tang said.
He wanted to leave now, but he couldn't bear to see the expressions on Big Bao and Xiaobao's faces after they smashed the sword apart...
Young Master Tang picked out three weapons from the pile, one sword and two swords. Each of them was rusty and looked extremely ugly. Even the scabbard and sword were already rusted.
Together.
Among them, two were what Young Master Tang really wanted, and the third was just thrown in to make up the numbers.
Young Master Tang was afraid that the two weapons he had chosen would be seen by Lao Bao, so he brought another weapon in for fun.
At first, Young Master Tang just wanted to teach Da Bao Xiao Bao a profound lesson with the help of the ancient ingot sword and Bai Hong Sword.
Xiao Bao covets Yun Shang Shang, which Young Master Tang cannot bear.
But Lao Bao looked arrogant, he deceived a farmer, and he was so proud that he mocked Han Yiming in every possible way. Young Master Tang couldn't bear it for a long time...
But who knew that things would turn out to be so dramatic...
This old man was so cooperative that he would rather spend another ten million to buy back the last sword.
Originally, Young Master Tang couldn't bear it and thought that he had given him enough lessons, but who would have thought that Xiaobao would be so stubborn that he came to provoke Young Master Tang again, and finally Young Master Tang became cruel...
"Let's go? Don't you want to see what this last sword is?" Han Yiming said in shock.
"I won't read it, I'm afraid I will regret it..." Mr. Tang pretended to shake his head.
"No, don't look at it. This is one of Sun Quan's six swords. It's hard to find. It complements your White Rainbow Sword." Mr. Bao said.
"Yes, Tang Fei, Han Yiming, you will regret it if you leave like this. This is an eternal artifact!" Lao Bao said with a hearty laugh.
After getting the last sword, at this time, Lao Bao no longer called Mr. Tang "Xiaoyou", nor did he call Han Yiming "Teacher Han", but called him by his first name...
Young Master Tang sighed in his heart, as expected, they all have such a character of burning bridges by crossing rivers.
In an instant, Young Master Tang no longer felt any guilt in his heart...
There is no doubt that Lao Bao is very happy!
Although my son lost tens of millions when he bought the painting, he also spent tens of millions on buying back the sword. This is 20 million. Plus the ancient ingot sword and Baihong sword, he lost at least 100 million today.
!
But think about it from another perspective. The painting lost 10 million yuan, and it also cost 10 million yuan to buy a sword. However, the pile of weapons only cost 10,000 yuan in total. Relatively speaking, it is not worth it at all.
Not worth mentioning.
It was his luck that Tang Fei got the Ancient Ingot Sword and the Baihong Sword. Anyway, his cost was low.
Now I have also obtained one of Sun Quan's six swords. When this sword is released, it will be worth at least 30 to 40 million. If I am lucky, it may be sold for 50 million or more. After this calculation, I can earn at least one or two thousand.
Ten thousand.
Although Tang Fei earned more, the most valuable thing about being content is that you are always happy. Thinking of this, Lao Bao was naturally extremely happy.
Han Yiming's face looked very ugly. As expected, this old guy still refused to change his ways...
"Okay, since Mr. Bao insists that we take a look, let's take a look. I also want to see what this last sword is!" Young Master Tang said calmly.
"Well, actually I didn't want to leave in the first place. I also wanted to see what kind of sword this was!"
"If it is really Sun Quan's Six Swords, no matter which sword it is, as long as you are willing to sell it, I am willing to offer 50 million!" Wang Jun said very grandly.
The reason why he said it so grandly was because Wang Jun was sure that this sword could never be Sun Quan's Six Swords. Otherwise, wouldn't his brother have made a loss-making business?
"Fifty million? Haha, okay, Mr. Wang is so cheerful, I will definitely sell this sword to you!" Mr. Bao laughed.
"Wait a minute, the Six Swords of Sun Quan I mentioned..." Wang Jun said calmly, he would not buy any other swords...