Chapter 50： Eight Immortals Table and Official Hat

Tang Miaomiao smiled very brightly.

"Song Yun, where did you get this thing?"

Xu Desheng was very curious.

Song Yun told the story again.

After listening to Xu Desheng, he was speechless for a long time. There was a tea set with Qianlong famille rose and flowers in the Qing Dynasty before it, and a set of Ming Dynasty Eight Immortals table and official hat chair. I really don’t know how to describe this kind of luck.

"Elder Xu, can you please estimate a price for these chairs and tables, I have to accept them."

Tang Miaomiao squinted. Grandpa likes antique furniture the most. He bought this set of things and gave it to him. He could definitely laugh so that only a few teeth were lost.

"Ming dynasty furniture with high-quality materials and exquisite workmanship has always been expensive."

"It's not surprising that each of these official hat chairs sells for 7 to 8 million."

"Four chairs at a price of 30 million yuan."

"This table of Eight Immortals is also made of huanghuali, the same material, the same workmanship, the same age, and it has sold 15 million yuan, no difficulty."

"Considering that four chairs and a table are a set, and their appearance is absolutely perfect, I think 50 million is no problem."

Xu Desheng knew the market of antique home furnishings well and quoted the price after a little consideration.

Tang Miaomiao turned to look at Song Yun.

Song Yun nodded, he was also very excited, earning another fifty million.

Tang Miaomiao was very excited, took out a professional camera, took a lot of photos from multiple angles, and posted them to the circle of friends. The response was very strong, and they wanted to buy.

"Mr. Chen, I'm really embarrassed, I don't plan to deal with that set of things."

"Boss Zhao, I understand what you mean. Money is of course not a problem for you. I don't want to say anything whether it is the Eight Immortals table or the official hat chair. I intend to give it to the old man at home."

"Dong Sun, I am really embarrassed, I plan to collect it myself."

...

Song Yun shook his head straight. After receiving the things, he didn't intend to make a move but released the news. Tang Miaomiao was clearly enjoying the fun of rejecting others, a full of evil taste.

Song Yun stood up and walked out of Zhenbao's drive. He really couldn't stand it anymore.

Ninghua City Auction Company.

Xie Feng's office.

Han Xue used her mobile phone to scan Moments.

"Isn't it?"

"Good stuff again?"

Unsurprisingly, Han Xue saw Tang Miaomiao's circle of friends, clicked on the picture, looked at it for a while, and shook her head except for the sticky soup.

Han Xue sent a message to Tang Miaomiao, asking if Song Yun had missed it. After getting the affirmative answer, she was even more speechless.

"Isn't it?"

"What the **** is going on?"

"Tang Miaomiao has received a good thing again, and he is in despair!"

Xie Feng quickly saw Tang Miaomiao's circle of friends.

"Song Yun picked up the leak, I just confirmed it!"

Han Xue sighed, really can't figure it out. Simple is extremely difficult for others. How to get to Song Yun is as simple as drinking water, just another one.

"Isn't it?"

"It's him again?"

"Does this make others live?!"

Xie Feng's eyes widened.

Han Xue shrugged, then spread her hands, speechless and helpless.

"Song Yun hasn't returned my information until now. It seems that he does not intend to be our consultant!"

Xie Feng shook his head vigorously, then patted his thigh. He talked to Song Yun about the consultant yesterday, but he still hasn't responded until now.

"Song Yun has a unique vision. It's not surprising that he doesn't want to come to our company. He can earn tens of millions of dollars in one pass, and he doesn't like the consultant fees we give. Not to mention that once he becomes our consultant, he adds a layer of shackles. It's really inconvenient to do things."

Xie Feng is very clear about why Song Yun is unwilling to be a consultant. In fact, true expert appraisers are usually reluctant to do such things. Song Yun is not the first and definitely not the last.

Zhu Deyuan took a cell phone and looked at the photos posted on Miao Miao's Moments for a while, and walked out without saying a word.

"Mr. Zhu, what are you doing?"

Xie Feng saw Zhu Deyuan walking out, and he had just finished a small meeting and planned to go to dinner together later.

"I went to Jumbo Pavilion and took a look at the table and chair. You don't have to worry about me when it comes to eating!"

Zhu Deyuan left without looking back, knowing that such a good thing, if you don’t hurry to look at it, once it falls into the hands of others and enters the door of another’s house, it is almost impossible to see it again. You have to hurry to appreciate it while you are still in the treasure pavilion, there is absolutely no such shop after passing this village.

Han Xue thought about it for a while, and it was not interesting to eat. He said hello to Xie Feng and caught up with Zhu Deyuan. She decided to also go to Zhenbao Pavilion to see the table and chairs. Compared with eating, antiques are undoubtedly much more interesting.

Xie Feng's face was bitter, like a bitter gourd, he also wanted to see it, but as the general manager of the company, it is impossible not to show up for dinner, so he can only give up very helplessly.