Chapter nine hundred and forty fourth baby becomes brick
The other party asked for 900,000 yuan, which can be said to be a very fair price, but precisely because of this, Xue Chen vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he agreed immediately without any hurry and started chatting for a few more words.
"Mr. Sun, is this turtle-shaped pottery inkstone handed down from your ancestors, or was it bought from the market?" Xue Chen asked casually.
"Well...it's been passed down from our ancestors." The man surnamed Sun nodded repeatedly, "Hey, Mr. Xue, do you want to buy it or not?"
Xue Chen glanced at the man and said with a half-smile: "It seems that Mr. Sun is in a hurry to sell. Is he in urgent need of money?"
The man surnamed Sun said vaguely: "I need money."
"Why are you in urgent need of money? Mr. Sun, are you sick?" Xue Chen leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and asked again with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.
The man surnamed Sun looked at Xue Chen, without thinking too much, he just followed the words and continued: "Ah, yes, I have been feeling a little unwell recently, so I am in a hurry to use money."
With a sudden sound, Xue Chen sat up straight, stretched out his hands to hold the hand of the man named Sun, sighed heavily, and said with great sympathy: "In order to see a doctor, I need to sell my ancestral treasure. I am so anxious."
It requires hundreds of thousands of dollars to be hospitalized. Mr. Sun's condition must not be serious, right? Is it lung cancer caused by smoking too much? Or AIDS, leukemia..."
The man surnamed Sun stared blankly as he listened to Xue Chen's mouth talking about several terminal diseases in succession. His face darkened, he pulled his hand back, and said with some displeasure: "That's not what you said! It's just a small child.
The problem is, do you want to buy it or not? I have other things to do and I am in a hurry to leave. If you don’t buy it, I will leave.”
"Buy, of course!" Xue Chen stood up, "Mr. Sun, do you want to transfer money or cash?"
The man surnamed Sun thought for a while: "Let's transfer money. It's hard to get a lot of cash. My account number is..."
"Okay, I'll ask someone to prepare it right now. Please wait a moment."
He held the inkstone in his hand and admired it carefully.
After a while, Xue Chen went downstairs again, and when he came back, he said to the man surnamed Sun in a very apologetic tone: "Mr. Sun, I'm really sorry, there is something wrong with our store's bank account, and we are temporarily unable to do so."
The transfer will take at least twenty-four hours. You see, why not find a hotel to stay in first and transfer the money tomorrow..."
When the man surnamed Sun heard this, he frowned impatiently and said, "Is it just a bank account? Can't it be transferred from another account?"
Xue Chen shook his head: "That's not possible. We are a regular store. This involves taxation and shareholder audits, so we can't do that."
"Why is it so troublesome? I think you just don't want to buy it!" The man surnamed Sun stood up unhappily, took out a box of cigarettes, lit one and stuffed it into his mouth, "Since transfer is not possible, then just use cash.
Cash is fine too.”
"If you want to withdraw 900,000 yuan in cash, you have to say hello to the bank in advance. You can also take it out tomorrow."
Mr. Sun will stay in the hotel for one night, I will pay for it, and we can trade tomorrow?"
"Why is it so troublesome!" The man surnamed Sun was a little unhappy. He wrapped the turtle-shaped pottery inkstone in cloth again and stuffed it back into the leather bag in his hand. "I don't need you anymore. I can find a place to live on my own. As for what else I can do?"
Let’s decide whether to sell it or not.”
After saying that, he picked up his bag and stomped downstairs.
Xue Chen followed him to the door of the store and said, "Mr. Sun, have you got everything?"
Hearing this, the man surnamed Sun subconsciously opened the black bag in his hand and took a look to make sure that the things were inside and there was no problem. Then without saying anything, he zipped up the bag and left without looking back.
Xue Chen stood at the door of the store, with his hands behind his back, he glanced briefly, then turned and went back. After a while, another guest from afar came to receive him.
After the man surnamed Sun left, he carefully held his bag in his arms, walked out of a street, took out his cell phone and made a call.
"How is the situation? Did you sell the thing to him?" A suppressed and angry voice came from the other side of the phone. If Xue Chen heard it, he would definitely recognize that this voice belonged to Jiang Han, the former vice president of the Beichang Antique Collection Association.
The person who once sent someone to break into his guest room in an attempt to steal the cup was later given a lesson by him and even taken away by the police.
"No." The man surnamed Sun lowered his voice and said,
"What's going on?" Jiang Han asked displeasedly.
"It's like this..." The man surnamed Sun briefly explained the general situation of the matter, and finally asked, "What should I do now? Stay here for a day and trade with him tomorrow?"
Jiang Han on the other side of the phone heard what happened and felt a little strange. Just because there was a problem with his bank account, this business that was guaranteed to make a profit was postponed. This is a bit strange for anyone who plays antiques.
Nonsense.
Even if you can't transfer the money, you can still get cash. Don't say that the bank can't withdraw that much money. It's only 900,000. It's enough to just scrape it together. After all, if you buy it for 900,000, it's 12,300,000.
It's very easy to sell it. You can make a net profit of three to four hundred thousand once you sell it. Anyone would be interested in it.
Jiang Han thought about it for a while and asked: "Is Tao Yan still in your hand? Be careful. You find a place to stay first. I'll think about it and then call you."
"Hey, okay, I have the stuff in my hand, don't worry."
The man surnamed Sun nodded repeatedly, hung up the phone, had a delicious meal at a nearby restaurant, and then found a hotel nearby to stay. He took a shower first, and then prepared to lie down and sleep.
Before going to bed, he took the purse over and planned to put it under the pillow. After all, the contents of the purse were worth more than one million. He had never seen so much money in his life.
I thought I could successfully complete the above instructions today and get a reward of 100,000 yuan, but I didn't expect that the transaction was not completed.
He held the leather bag in his hand, and just when he was about to put it under the pillow, he couldn't help but open it and take another look, so that he could sleep well.
"I really can't understand these people. A broken ceramic turtle is worth more than one million." The man surnamed Sun shook his head, opened the bag, put his hand in, and planned to touch it to confirm.
"Um?"
After reaching in and touching it twice, his whole face suddenly changed. He felt something was wrong in his hand. The thing was obviously wrapped in cloth, so why did it feel so rough? Where was the cloth?
He hurriedly opened the bag's opening to the maximum, lowered his head and looked inside. When he saw that it was okay, he let out a panicked exclamation: "Where did this brick come from?!"
He reached in and took out something. It was red and bright under the light, and it was half a brick!
Throwing the brick aside, he hurriedly picked up the black leather and shook it out, but except for some coins, paper towels, and tickets... there was nothing left. The turtle-shaped pottery inkstone wrapped in cloth... disappeared.
When he realized that the baby had disappeared from the bag, and instead there was an extra brick, the man surnamed Sun was dumbfounded, his whole body started to tremble, and he collapsed on the bed, almost peeing.
"This... is impossible, impossible!"
The man surnamed Sun took the brick in your hand, held it hard, and rubbed his eyes hard. He couldn't believe what he saw. The treasure was gone and turned into a brick.
After more than ten minutes passed, the man surnamed Sun was wet with cold sweat, as if it had been rained down, and his face was very pale. He took out the cigarettes shakily and stuffed two of them into his mouth at a time.
, I lit it and sucked hard, closing my eyes and remembering when the baby was dropped.
However, both cigarettes were smoked until only the butts were left, and he did not think about when exactly the accident happened.
After extinguishing two cigarettes, the man surnamed Sun was breathing heavily, and his pale face was filled with gray again, as if he was ill. After thinking for a long time, he took out his mobile phone and dialed out.
"Didn't I say that? I've thought about it and will call you. It's already so late now and I've already had a rest, you know?" Jiang Han said slightly unhappy.
The man surnamed Sun was silent for a while and said with difficulty: "Boss Jiang, something is lost."
"Something is lost, what is it? An ID card or a wallet. Why are you so stupid? You always have problems when you do something." Jiang Han said displeased.
"It's not the ID card or the wallet, it's the thing you gave me...it's lost." The man surnamed Sun's voice became weaker and weaker, and in the end it was almost inaudible.
But Jiang Han still heard it clearly, and as expected, he asked a harsh question: "Sun Liansheng, what did you say? Say it again!"
Sun Liansheng swallowed and said again, "The treasure you gave me to trade with others is lost."
There was a long silence on the phone.
"Boss Jiang, listen to me. I really don't know what to say about this. It's really haunted. When I left that store, I took a special look and then zipped up my bag.
I was held in my arms all the way, just for fear of being targeted by pickpockets..."
"Just now, I wanted to take one more look before going to bed, so I could sleep peacefully. But for some reason, the thing was gone, but there was an extra brick."
Sun Liansheng's voice trembled when he spoke, and he was really about to cry. That was a treasure worth more than one million yuan, and it just disappeared.
"Turned into a brick?" Jiang Han sneered, suppressing his deep anger, "Sun Liansheng, you are really courageous."
"Boss Jiang, what do you mean?" Sun Liansheng wiped the sweat from his face. (To be continued)