"Five hundred thousand? Who is this fat man? Is he crazy?"
"The price is too high. Unless you really like this painting, you won't sell it."
"Hey, no one has much money. It's a pity."
…
The people around him sighed, rolled their eyes at Liu Haoran with envy and hatred, and gradually dispersed.
"Good painting, really good painting!"
Liu Haoran unfolded the painting, looked left and right, and smiled happily.
Xu Jia said: "Brother Liu, since you like this painting, I'll give it to you. You don't have to pay for it. How can it hurt our feelings to talk about money?"
Liu Haoran glared: "Then when I gave you the money just now, why didn't you want it? Don't do this to me. Give me your card number quickly and I will transfer it to you now."
"Brother Liu..."
Xu Jia was really embarrassed. He didn't expect Liu Haoran to offer such a high price.
"Stop being so wordy!"
Liu Haoran was impatient: "If I don't give you the money, I won't feel at ease. I always feel that this painting is not mine, and I will wake up in sleep."
"Oh well!"
Xu Jia had a sly smile on his face: "Brother Liu is stupid and has a lot of money anyway, so what is half a million? It's just one less lover."
"screw you."
Liu Haoran smiled and punched Xu Jia, and said proudly: "Brother, you don't know. I spent half a million to buy this painting without losing money. If I take this painting to Yanjing, it can be sold for two million.
All in all, I still made a lot of money."
"In that case, I won't be polite." Xu Jia reported his card number.
Thirty seconds later, a text message sounded.
Five hundred thousand has arrived.
"Haha, I also have a little money now."
Xu Jia looked at the ear with five zeros on the message and smiled with joy.
Zhang Yunxiang on the side looked at this with a cold and stern expression, almost furious.
Five hundred thousand dollars just slipped away from my hands.
This money is obviously mine.
Xu Jia, if you dare to cheat on me, let's see how you spit it out when I tell you.
Many antique shop owners heard that Yunxiangzhai had produced an authentic work by Chen Daolin. They came in groups to admire the masterpiece and even paid high prices to buy the painting.
Liu Haoran is not a man who is short of money. He will rush to anyone who wants to buy.
Zhang Yunxiang took advantage of Xu Jia being surrounded by people, ran away sneakily, grabbed a few of the wind chimes, put the caught wind chimes into a bag, and ordered the clerk to take them to the warehouse behind, and pretended to be smiling again.
, greet Xu Jia.
"Little brother, do you want to buy anything else? If not, just take the wind chimes away first. I have a POSS machine here, you can swipe your card, and after paying the bill, you can choose the wind chimes."
"Okay, I'll pay the bill." Xu Jia took out his card and wanted to pay the bill first.
Zhang Yunxiang hurriedly stopped Xu Jia: "Brother, I'm sorry, I just went to do the calculation, and the property report was wrong. The cost of this wind chime is 10,000 yuan each. If I sell it to my brother for 5,000 yuan each, I will lose a lot."
Already..."
Xu Jia immediately understood what Zhang Yunxiang was thinking.
This is based on making money yourself, so you have to raise the price on the ground.
"Okay, then it's 10,000 yuan a piece."
Xu Jia doesn't care about this. In his eyes, money is just a number.
"Brother, it's so refreshing." Zhang Yunxiang took the POSS machine diligently.
Xu Jia lightly swiped the money and 90,000 yuan was transferred out.
Zhang Yunxiang was ecstatic in his heart: "Boy, if you fight with me, I can't kill you."
"Boss Zhang, can I choose the wind chimes now?"
"Of course, little brother, you can do whatever you want."
Zhang Yunxiang opened the counter and smiled more cunningly and cunningly.
Xu Jia walked to the counter and looked at the basket of wind chimes. His eyes suddenly turned cold and he gave off a sharp aura.
This breath made Zhang Yunxiang, who was standing opposite, shiver.
The ancient spirit in the wind chimes is gone.
This means that the nine wind chimes from the Tang Dynasty have been taken away.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Xu Jia's mouth, and he locked eyes on Zhang Yunxiang: "Boss Zhang, are these the only wind chimes?"
"Yeah, these are the only wind chimes."
Zhang Yunxiang's heart skipped a beat, could this guy have seen something?
How come this guy is so young and has such good eyesight?
He endured the surprise in his heart, but still had a smile on his face: "Little brother, hurry up and pick it out. These are wind chimes from the Tang Dynasty. They are genuine and fair."
All the real wind chimes from the Tang Dynasty have been taken away, so who am I to pick?
Damn, what a profiteer.
The smile on Xu Jia's face became even colder: "Boss Zhang, I don't want to buy this wind chime. Please give me a refund."
"You don't buy it? You want a refund, why?" Zhang Yunxiang jumped to his feet and shouted.
Xu Jia said calmly: "You know it well!"
Zhang Yunxiang's heart trembled for a moment: Oh no, this guy really found out.
However, if you eat meat in your mouth, you will not spit it out even if you beat it to death.
Zhang Yunxiang called to several strong men to stand behind him.
These guys look fierce, and they look like local gangsters at first glance.
Zhang Yunxiang's eyes widened with four white eyes, and he looked fierce. He shook his arms and smiled aggressively at Xu Jia.
"Little brother, I don't know what you are talking about. I only know that you have to follow the rules. This is called buying and leaving! There is no refund after paying."
"You can either buy a wind chime or some other items. In short, if you want to get a refund, there is no way!"
Liu Haoran was furious: "What do you mean, Zhang? You want to trick my brother?"
Zhang Yunxiang said with a cold face: "Mr. Liu, it's your little brother who doesn't know how to show appreciation. He actually wants to refund the money after making the final decision? Is it so repetitive in business?"
"Hmph, if it weren't for your sake, Mr. Liu, I would never let it go so easily. You also know who I am..."
He said it confidently and confidently, making it clear that he was determined to win over Xu Jia.
"Zhang, how dare you threaten me..." Liu Haoran couldn't help but get angry.
"Brother Liu, don't behave like a villain."
Xu Jia pulled Liu Haoran away and looked at Zhang Yunxiang's treacherous white eyes with a playful smile on his lips.
He was really angry.
The original price of five thousand wind chimes increased to ten thousand, but they actually gave away all the Tang bells. You can't go so far as to deceive people.
The most annoying thing is that Zhang Yunxiang's deception was seen through, but he still refused to repent.
This is not deception, but blatant robbery.
Brother Monkey said it well: To eliminate evil is to promote good. Don't imitate Tang Monk and kill good people.
Xu Jia has always had a compassionate heart.
Such evil people need to be properly "educated".
"Boss Zhang, I don't want this money anymore."
Xu Jia pulled Liu Haoran to the door and said without looking back: "But, let me remind you, those who have evil intentions and deceive and abduct will surely suffer bad luck."
"In ten minutes, your hall will be black, your mountain roots will be red, and your eyes will be dirty. Not only will you lose money, but you will also be in danger of misfortune. Just wait and see."
Zhang Yunxiang jumped to his feet and scolded his mother: "You brat, you...you dare to curse me?"
Liu Haoran went out and pulled Xu Jia angrily: "Brother, let's forget it? You can bear this tone, but I can't bear it."
"never mind?"
Xu Jia sneered, stared at the small gourd in the mouth of the stone lion at the door, and said mysteriously: "Brother Liu, just wait and see the show." (To be continued)