Chapter 8

The middle-aged man came to Zheng Yuan, looked at him, very friendly said: "I Wang precious, is the boss here, little brother, I heard you have antiques for sale?"

Zheng Yuan took out the Jade Pendant: "boss Wang, how much do you think it is worth?"

Wang Baogui took the jade pendant from Guanyin and looked at it carefully. He said, "it's from the Tang Dynasty. It's exquisitely made and has a certain collection value. Do you want to buy it for 100000 yuan?"

Zheng Yuan felt that Wang GuiGui was a little unkind, and he only offered such a low price.

However, there is nothing wrong with thinking about it. After all, businessmen always want to make more money by changing hands.

He doesn't say it's fake, but he has a conscience.

Zheng Yuan said, "is 100000 yuan a little less?"

"I don't know how much you want to sell," Wang asked

Zheng Yuan said, "at least 800000."

Wang Baogui shook his head and said excitedly, "it's impossible. This jade pendant is only worth 700000 at most. I'll lose a lot if it costs 800000."

He felt that Zheng Yuan was a little greedy.

In fact, he could see that the jade pendant was worth millions. Even if he spent 800000 yuan, he could earn more than 200000 yuan.

But he didn't want to make so little.

Their business has been open for three years.

So to earn as much as possible.

After a pause, Wang Baogui continued: "at most, I can only give you 300000 yuan, which is a very fair price. I, Wang Baogui, have always been honest. If you don't believe me, you can sell it elsewhere, and I can only give you 200000 yuan at most."

"Forget it."

Zheng Yuan took the jade pendant back.

It's good that he is short of money now, but he doesn't like being cheated too much.

Good things can't be sold without worry.

Wang Baogui was a bit surprised, because most of the people who took Baolai to sell were short of money. They were all in a hurry to sell Baolai, and they didn't know much about the market and sales channels. As soon as they heard that there were two or three hundred thousand, they were satisfied and quickly closed the deal.

But now Zheng Yuan has no interest at all.

It seems that this boy is not easy to be with.

Wang Baogui clenched his teeth and said, "let's do this, little brother. Let's make a step for one person. It's 500000 yuan. I can't do more. I won't make any more money."

Zheng Yuan said, "I don't sell it without 800000 yuan."

Wang GuiGui said coldly: "forget it, no matter where you go, no one will take 800000."

He despised Zheng Yuan to the extreme.

Hum, it's just a poor boy. I dare the lion to open his mouth to see who will accept your things.

Zheng Yuan very calm way: "that line, let's wait and see."

"Little brother, can you show me the jade pendant?" At this time, a middle-aged man, about fifty, with ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes, came over.

Zheng Yuan is very straightforward way: "no problem."

Then he handed over the jade pendant.

The middle-aged man looked at the Guanyin jade pendant again and again, and praised it: "the craft is very exquisite. It should belong to the royal family. Little brother, I bought it for 1.5 million. How about it?"

Zheng Yuan originally intended to sell 800000 yuan, but he didn't expect that the old man was so straightforward that he offered 1.5 million yuan: "no problem, I'll sell you."

Wang Baogui said in a loud voice: "this gentleman, the jade pendant can't exceed one million at most. You'll pay one and a half million. It's a big loss."

The old man said with a smile, "it's hard to buy money. It's good. As long as it suits my appetite, it's priceless."

Wang precious eyes flashed a shock: "you are one of the four groups of Lingshi group of Lingzhong chairman."

"Pretty good," Ling said

Yu GuiGui regretted: "I knew chairman Ling would take a fancy to this jade pendant. I just spent 800000 yuan to take it. Now I can earn about twice as much."

If he makes 700000 yuan, he won't have to do business for a year.

Zheng Yuan praised: "Chairman Ling is really forthright."

Ling Zhong said with a smile: "little brother, do you want cash or check? Or transfer? "

Zheng Yuan said: "transfer it, convenient."

Say, gave oneself account number to say.

Soon, Ling Zhong took out his mobile phone and transferred 1.5 million yuan to Zheng Yuan.Seeing that the money in the account changed from two zeros to six zeros, Zheng Yuan was happy: "I didn't expect Zheng Yuan to get rich one day."

Just as he was about to leave, Ling Zhong suddenly covered his chest in pain.

Zheng Yuan and Wang GuiGui asked: "Chairman Ling, what's the matter with you?"

"My heart hurts." Ling Zhong said and fainted on the ground.

Zheng Yuan frowned, and quickly came forward to look up, found that Ling Zhong acute myocardial infarction attack.

The other guests of the antique shop came round to see if someone fainted.

Wang GuiGui approached and said, "little brother, what's the matter with Chairman Ling?"

"He had a heart attack and his condition was very serious," Zheng said

Wang GuiGui's face changed greatly. He knew that the attack of myocardial infarction was easy to die suddenly. If chairman Ling had an accident here, he would be in trouble. He quickly said, "call an ambulance."

Zheng Yuan said: "it's too late. When the ambulance comes, people will die."

"What about that?"

"Do you have any silver needles for acupuncture?"

"There is an antique set, which was used by imperial doctors in Song Dynasty."

"Then bring it to me quickly, and I'll help chairman Ling with acupuncture."

Wang precious no longer hesitated about anything, rushed to get a needle box.

Zheng Yuan opened the needle box and saw 108 exquisite silver needles inside.

He took out the silver needle and put it into chairman Ling.

"Stop it." Suddenly, a loud young man's voice rang.

As soon as Zheng Yuan looked around, he saw a handsome young man in his twenties, who was separated from the crowd and strode over.

Zheng Yuan looked at the young man: "brother, what can I do for you?"

"What are you doing?" Cried the young man, glaring.

"Of course, acupuncture saves people." Zheng Yuan said casually.

"Do you know what he has?"

"Myocardial infarction."

"It's myocardial infarction, but it's not ordinary myocardial infarction. It's caused by Yin evil Qi. You can't treat it with ordinary methods. If you do this randomly, you will only accelerate the evil Qi to stimulate the heart, and then you will be weak. So now you are not saving people, but killing people." Cried the young man.

Zheng Yuan didn't expect that the young man could see that Ling Chong was suffering from myocardial infarction caused by the invasion of evil Qi into his heart. He was slightly surprised and said, "this guy is a bit complicated."

However, he was not satisfied with the domineering attitude of the goods, and said coldly: "the evil Qi? Brother, are you sure you're not talking to me about Liaozhai? It's a superstitious age. "

The young man felt insulted and suddenly became angry: "I'm ignorant. Wu Bufan, the little miracle doctor of yin and Yang, never speaks freely."