Perhaps it was Zhou Zichen's words that really made Wang Ziqi unhappy. Anyway, Wang Ziqi ignored Zhou Zichen that night, and Zhou Zichen was happy and at ease.
All night long, Zhou Zichen was thinking about three things: whether the Avengers Club could succeed, the matter of the two brands, and finally the issue of funding. He gave the Avengers Club half a million, and he would also give money to the orphanage later.
Even if I had two to three million, I couldn't afford the medical expenses of the dean's nanny and Yaya.
As for the Avengers Society, he has no way to control its development for the time being. He just needs to provide funds for the activities.
Regarding funds, you can earn money from antiques and gambling on stones. Maybe you can go to Mr. Cheng to cooperate. Mr. Cheng also happens to want to go it alone.
As for the two plaques, they look like ancient relics. Although my own eyes can tell that they are antiques, they cannot see the date. This is not a problem that can be solved by supernatural powers. It requires long-term accumulation of knowledge.
Among the people Zhou Zichen knew, the only one who was knowledgeable about antiques was Mr. Cheng.
In the early morning, when Zhou Zichen woke up, Wang Ziqi and Wang Zitao had already gone out. One had to go to school; the other had to work at the orphanage, go to the hospital, and take care of the Avengers Club.
Zhou Zichen washed up and went straight to Yangmao Antique Street. He had breakfast on the street and then called Mr. Cheng.
Because we are not selling anything, the place we have arranged for is the store.
When Zhou Zichen passed by, Mr. Cheng happened to be doing a business, and two men wanted to sell a box made of sandalwood.
Coincidentally, Zhou Zichen happened to meet these two men, and they were the two people who wanted to deceive Yang Tianming.
Last time, these two people were well-dressed and looked like "successful people". However, this time they were dressed in ordinary clothes, with loose clothes and mud that had not been washed away. They looked like uncles who had just come out of the countryside.
Zhou Zichen would have believed it if he hadn't been so impressed by the two of them last time.
These two people obviously recognized Zhou Zichen. One of them glared at Zhou Zichen fiercely and threatened Zhou Zichen not to speak. If he dared to talk nonsense, they would not be polite.
Mr. Cheng called Zhou Zichen in and was about to say hello, but saw Zhou Zichen shaking his head slightly at him, indicating that he should stop talking.
Mr. Cheng has been in this industry for decades. When he saw Zhou Zichen shaking his head, he immediately felt that there was something fishy: "Little brother, you just want to take a look. I'll be fine for a while."
Although Mr. Cheng sensed something was wrong, he secretly observed the two men and the sandalwood box on the table, but found no clues.
Following the procedure, Mr. Cheng asked the two men: "Boy, this is indeed an ancient object. It should have come from the imperial palace in the early Qing Dynasty. It is usually a box used by the emperor to place rewards given to officials."
"Although the box of yours is not in perfect condition, it is still in pretty good condition. There are no moths or major damage. The patterns on it are still very clear. How much do you want to buy it for?"
The two men pretended to be imitating and hesitated for a long time before trying hard to say two words: "One hundred thousand!"
Judging from the expressions of the two men, one hundred thousand seemed to be a very big number to them.
In fact, the value of this box is far from 100,000, at least it is worth more than a million. Generally speaking, as long as it comes from the palace and has something to do with the emperor, its value will not be too low.
Even if you get the urinal used by the emperor, someone will pay you millions for it.
But in the antiques business, it all depends on your eyes. You bid, I counter-offer, and everyone makes a deal if they think it’s appropriate.
After the transaction is successful, you have to bear the responsibility yourself regardless of the loss. If you sell something worth ten thousand for ten thousand, you will be unlucky. If you take something worth ten thousand for one million, you can only blame yourself for being short-sighted.
Mr. Cheng looked at it twice and nodded slightly: "Okay, do you two want cash? Or do you want to transfer money?"
"Transfer? We have no account!" a man said pretending to be stupid.
Mr. Cheng smiled slightly and explained: "Just transfer the money to the bank card."
The two men suddenly realized, and then said with a little embarrassment: "We don't have a bank card, we need money."
Mr. Cheng didn't say anything more. He turned around and shouted inside: "Xiao Li, go get 100,000 and give it to these two people."
Xiao Li inside responded: "Okay!"
Just when Mr. Cheng turned his head, one of the people quickly put the box into a snakeskin bag on the table, and took out an identical one from it. The whole process took less than two seconds.
Mr. Cheng just turned his head at that time and did not see all this. He had no idea that the box had been swapped.
Xiao Li soon came out with 100,000 yuan. They had ordered the 100,000 yuan themselves, giving them 10,000 yuan each.
Xiao Li put the money on the table and left.
Mr. Cheng said to the two men: "You two click to see if the number is correct. If there are no problems, then the transaction is completed."
In fact, the two men wanted to take the money and leave as soon as possible, but the characters they pretended to be came from a very poor rural area.
How should such a person react when he sees 100,000? Surprise? Ecstasy? No matter what reaction, he will not be very calm.
In their thoughts, they will naturally worry about whether the money is fake and whether the amount is correct, because many people with poor family finances have to go back and forth to withdraw a thousand yuan from the bank. Even if they get a hundred thousand yuan, how can they get it?
Just leave?
The two men could only pretend to be ecstatic, each took a bunch of money, counted them one by one, and from time to time checked whether the money was genuine or not. This was enough.
Mr. Cheng was not in a hurry, and watched the two of them count the money with a smile, and also gave Xiao Li some snacks and fruits.
The two men looked at Zhou Zichen from time to time. Zhou Zichen was wandering around the antique shop. Occasionally, he would make eye contact with the two men and smile slightly. This made the two men unpredictable, but he did not dare to take the money and leave immediately.
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Zhou Zichen walked over, and the two men immediately became vigilant. Sometimes they would threaten Zhou Zichen with their eyes when Mr. Cheng was not paying attention.
Zhou Zichen turned a blind eye to the looks between the two of them. He picked up the box on the table and inspected it for a long time: "Boss, can this box be sold?"
Mr. Cheng didn't know what Zhou Zichen wanted to do, but Zhou Zichen winked at him when he came in, and said cooperatively: "Little brother, I'm just showing the antiques in the store. When someone comes to sell something, I will go out."
Price, this thing has to wait for the owner to set the price before it can be sold."
Zhou Zichen nodded: "That's right!"
Zhou Zichen stood behind the two men. The two men did not dare to look back at Zhou Zichen all the time. They could only secretly hate themselves. Seeing that they were about to get one hundred thousand, they were unwilling to expose themselves now.
While Zhou Zichen was talking, he quietly put his left hand into the snakeskin bag. In fact, the snakeskin bag was beside the two men. The two men also knew that Zhou Zichen was behind them, and they would look back from time to time, but they couldn't always look back.
Zhou Zichen quickly touched the box inside with his left hand, pulled it out, and stuffed the box in with his right hand. At the same time, he handed the box to Mr. Cheng with his left hand: "Boss, let me see something else."
Mr. Cheng didn't answer and tapped the table with his finger: "Little brother, if you can't handle the antiques, put them on the table!"
"I'm new to the industry, sorry!" Zhou Zichen said and put the box on the table, not far from the two men, but half of it was blocked by the snakeskin bag.
The two men didn't see Zhou Zichen causing trouble behind him, and even Mr. Cheng didn't see it. Mr. Cheng's sight was blocked by the two men.
Zhou Zichen then wandered around the shop, picking up something from time to time and asking Mr. Cheng. Every time Zhou Zichen opened his mouth, the two men acted as if they were in danger and did not dare to show it, which made Zhou Zichen laugh for a while.
Finally, the two men counted the money and confirmed that it was correct, and the transaction was completed.
The two men just breathed a sigh of relief and were about to leave, but Zhou Zichen said with a smile: "You two should not come here again. Be careful of getting beaten. This is just a kind reminder."
The two men were stunned for a moment, and then looked frightened: "Brother, don't scare us, we are just from the countryside."
Zhou Zichen had to lament that it was a pity that these two people did not become actors: "Stop pretending, I know Mr. Cheng."
The two men immediately stopped pretending, glanced at the box on the table, quickly opened the snakeskin bag, and took out a similar box from it. After looking at it twice, they pointed at Zhou Zichen and said, "Boy, do you have it?"
You've ruined my good deeds twice, and the matter is never over."
"I'm just kindly reminding you." Zhou Zichen said.
At this time, the two men wanted to skin Zhou Zichen and cramp him. How could they believe Zhou Zichen's words?
Only then did Mr. Cheng react. He picked up the box on the table and took a look at it. He immediately understood that the box had been swapped by the two men at some point. When Zhou Zichen took it over to look at it, it was replaced again.
Come back.
Mr. Cheng, who had been working hard in the antique street for decades, suddenly turned cold and said: "Get out of here right now!"
The two men originally wanted to say some cruel words to Zhou Zichen, but when Mr. Cheng saw that the two still refused to leave, he immediately shouted: "Get out!"
Thinking that people like Mr. Cheng had a certain prestige in the antique street and responded to every call, the two of them did not dare to say anything more. They picked up the snakeskin bag and glared at Zhou Zichen before turning around and leaving the store.
Mr. Cheng stood up and walked over: "Xiao Zhou, I want to thank you for today's incident. I have been in this industry for decades and have seen all kinds of tricks. I didn't expect that I almost fell for it today."
Zhou Zichen said politely: "Mr. Cheng, you are too polite. I could only see through these two people the last time I met them."
"Anyway, I still want to thank you today. It's autumn now, so why don't I treat you to hot pot later!"
"Okay, I haven't eaten for a long time. By the way, I came to see Mr. Cheng today because I wanted to discuss something with Mr. Cheng."
Mr. Cheng made an invitation gesture, and the two of them sat down at the tea table. Mr. Cheng picked up the justice cup and said, "We are old acquaintances. As long as we can do whatever we can, we will do whatever we can!"
Zhou Zichen took out two brands and put them on the table: "Mr. Cheng, do you recognize this brand?"
Mr. Cheng poured two cups of tea, gave one to Zhou Zichen, and took one for himself: "Let me see!"
Zhou Zichen tapped the tea table a few times to express his gratitude, then picked up the tea and took a sip without disturbing Mr. Cheng to look at the two small brands.
Zhou Zichen has become familiar with this industry these days. There are some rules in the industry that he didn't understand before, but now he is more proficient in using them.