This is a common trick used by many bosses in the antique street, and the effect is very good.
People who originally came here to buy things had the idea of picking up missing items, even though they understood that since the boss treated the things as gifts, they were probably not good things.
But after all, people are all lucky.
Just like a gambler.
If I didn't have this kind of mentality, I wouldn't be here.
"Damn it, how could he meet such an easy-to-kill customer?"
"One hundred thousand yuan, this guy is really greedy."
"Then Tiantou is a fake at first glance!"
Many stall owners whispered.
There are rules in the industry. Before the business is done, they cannot interfere with it. Otherwise, the business will not be done. Next time it comes to them and others treat them like this, the entire antique street will be in chaos.
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Therefore, they will only discuss these matters privately.
Tang Jia was unmoved, turned to look at Chen Qiye and said, "Mr. Chen, what do you think?"
The previous boss was confused!
I originally thought that Chen Qiye was a country bumpkin, but now... it seems that he is still a country bumpkin. But the question is, this rich girl actually asked such a guy for his opinion?
But soon, the boss looked calm again, so what?
Is it possible that such a country bumpkin can understand antiques?
Usually, most of the people who come here to pick up missing items are amateurs, so they are easy to deceive. This is why the antique street business is so good.
What does this country bumpkin know?
"Ten yuan, I bought it."
hiss!
Chen Qiye's words were no less than a cannonball exploding in the crowd!
Even a fool can understand what he said, which means that this ring is fake and only worth ten yuan.
One hundred thousand yuan to ten yuan, a ratio of ten thousand times!
Even many people in the crowd who picked up the leaks felt a little unbalanced in their hearts!
What's the meaning?
Does this mean that the things they spent a lot of money to buy may be worthless?
"I think this guy probably did it on purpose. This ring is worth tens of thousands of dollars."
"What does a guy like him know about antiques? He probably wants to show off in front of beautiful women!"
"That's true, this kind of person likes to sensationalize."
Many passers-by among the crowd commented.
Even Tang Jia was a little surprised. She was not stupid, but she didn't know much about antiques after all. She would never believe him when he said 100,000 yuan, but Chen Qiye said 10 yuan...
Isn’t this a bit too exaggerated?
This difference is so huge that even a normal person would find it impossible.
In their eyes, no one dares to be so bold as to raise the price ten thousand times, which sounds incredible.
Chen Qiye didn't care either. In his eyes, this thumb ring was indeed worthless. Ten yuan was a euphemism. To be honest, he wouldn't take it even if it was given to him for free.
"Mr. Chen, this..."
"What, can't you accept it?"
Chen Qiye smiled.
Seeing that Chen Qiye didn't look like he was joking, Tang Jia realized that this finger pull might not even be worth ten yuan!
As for Chen Qiye's words, Tang Jia naturally believed him. There was no need for the other party to lie to him, regardless of his identity or strength.
"Mr. Chen, I believe you." Tang Jia nodded.
When the boss heard this, he was immediately furious. This was not a business worth a few hundred yuan, but a business worth one hundred thousand yuan!
Especially seeing Tang Jia's expression before, he could guess that the other party didn't believe that the ring finger was worth 100,000 yuan, but there was still hope for 50,000 yuan.
If I were more eloquent, I might be able to earn 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.
This is almost half a year's income, especially if he is unlucky, it can be worth a whole year's income.
Now that everything has gone wrong, how can the boss not be angry?
As the saying goes, cutting off someone's money is like killing one's parents!
The boss's face was full of anger, his eyes were full of anger, and he shouted: "Boy, what are you talking about? Ten yuan? You are a bumpkin and you know nothing. If I sell such a good thing for 200,000 yuan, people are rushing to get it."
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"If I hadn't seen this beautiful girl, I would have sold it for at least 150,000 yuan!"
Tang Jia frowned slightly, how dare the other party be so presumptuous to Mr. Chen?
Just when she was about to speak, there was a sound of footsteps in the crowd, and then, three big men in black went up and grabbed the shouting boss, and then beat her up.
Beat the boss until he doesn't dare to be arrogant anymore.
When everyone saw this, they all took a deep breath. Who is this? Isn't he too brave?
It is a well-known fact that counterfeit goods are sold in antique streets. Even those who pick up goods know that if they are all genuine, they cannot afford them. What else do they call them?
So in this kind of thing, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. There is nothing to say.
As long as you are on this antique street, your money and goods will be cleared, and you will not owe anyone anything.
If it is later discovered that a counterfeit item has been purchased, guests will not be allowed to cause trouble in the antique street.
Similarly, if a stall owner finds that the price of something is too low, he cannot go back on his word.
This is a one-shot deal!
This is a well-known rule in the antique street. For so many years, no one has dared to openly cause trouble in the antique street, especially when the other party doesn't care about anything, arrests the stall owner, and then takes action.
"Hmph, who do you think you are, deceiving Jiajia?!"
At this time, a man walked out of the crowd, wearing a well-tailored expensive suit and gold-rimmed glasses, looking like a successful man.
Behind him, there were several strong men in black clothes.
"Master."
The three strong men in black who made the move earlier bowed and saluted the young man, then walked and stood behind him.
The crowd that was a little restless before suddenly became quiet.
Even the aggrieved antique street stall owners did not dare to say anything. They were not fools. This young man's style was not simple at first glance. They did not dare to get into trouble.
The beaten stall owner had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He wanted to get angry, but when he saw the situation, he instantly gave up. He cried and shouted: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I, I deserve to die."
"Damn it?" The young man raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Okay, then I will help you and let you die now."
"You guys, go ahead and kill him and feed him to the dogs."
"Yes, Master!"
Seeing this scene, everyone in the crowd was dumbfounded.
How strong a background does this have to kill people in public?!
Thinking of this, they were even more glad that they had not stood up before. Looking at the young man's attitude, if anyone stopped him today, they would probably end up like this boss.
"Ah, no, no! Please spare my life!"
The stall owner was so scared that he almost peed.
He just said it casually, but this person actually wanted his life?
"That's enough! Song Yang!"
Tang Jia stopped him.
"What's wrong, Jiajia, this kind of scum is a waste of time in the world. Wouldn't it be better to die? Moreover, he dared to lie to you. I, Song Yang, will make him pay the price."
The young man's eyes flashed with a ruthless look, full of murderous intent.
"This is my business, you don't have to worry about it!"
Although this stall owner cheated money, it doesn't mean anything, and the crime will not lead to death.
Song Yang actually wanted to kill the other party!
This made Tang Jia somewhat disgusted with this person.
"Okay, Jiajia, since you are so merciful, I will let this guy go for your sake." The young man named Song Yang said with an elegant smile, as if what happened before had nothing to do with him.
The stall owner took a deep breath and walked through the gate of hell for a while. He even felt exhausted.
"Boy, why are you standing there? Why don't you disappear in front of me?"
At this time, Song Yang turned his eyes, looked at Chen Qiye, and said coldly. (To be continued)