Chapter 430： Puzzled (the fourth of the 20,000 words of the day explosion, please support!)

Luo Shuai saw that Rowan didn't speak, and sat motionless, knowing that he must be thinking about something important, so he didn't dare to speak, and also sat motionless.

"Unless...unless Zhao Weijun has retrieved the antique!"

Rowan suddenly patted his thigh and yelled.

Luo Shuai jumped up from the sofa in fright.

"Second Uncle!"

"What do you mean by this!?"

"Get that antique back?"

"Who brought back some antiques?"

Luo Shuai looked puzzled, wondering what Luo Wen thought of?

"Zhao Weijun is so confident and so confident that he doesn't put us in his eyes at all. The only possibility is that he has retrieved the Big Moon Bottle!"

The more Luo Wen thought about it, the more he felt that his analysis was not wrong. Apart from this point, there was no way to analyze why Zhao Weijun was so calm when facing himself.

"Is it impossible?"

"How can the Big Moon Bottle be retrieved?"

"This is a real good thing!"

"Who gets it and is willing to take it out for nothing?"

"It's impossible for Zhao to pay for it by himself, more than 100 million yuan, let alone whether Zhao Weijun has the money, even if he really has the money, he cannot be willing to spend it!"

Luo Shuai's eyes widened and he didn't believe what Luo Wen said.

Rowan thought for a while, and felt that what Luo Shuai said was not wrong. This is indeed the truth. The person named Song Yun had been in contact with him. He was very tough and didn't put himself in his eyes. Obviously he already knew that big moon The true value of the bottle, no one in this world would stupidly give such a valuable antique to others.

Pay?

Zhao Weijun must have this money, but after paying this money, he will definitely hurt his muscles and lose more than half of his family property. Zhao Weijun will definitely not spend so much money for the name of the museum curator.

"Is this weird?"

"What's wrong with Zhao Weijun?"

Rowan kept thinking about it, but couldn't figure out what was behind it.

"Second Uncle!"

"We don't need to think about this matter!"

"It's not necessary at all!"

"What if Zhao Weijun really retrieves the antique?"

"It is impossible to obliterate the fact that antiques once appeared at auctions. As long as this matter exists, Zhao Weijun will not be able to sit down in the position of the museum curator. As the curator, he has to deal with this matter. Be responsible for!"

Luo Shuai disagrees, he thinks that vulgar Rowan thinks too much about this matter, and it is not necessary at all.

"Hahaha!"

"Luo Shuai, this is very reasonable!"

"Forget it, we don't think about this matter anymore. The matter is now. No matter how you say it, it is impossible for Zhao Weijun to sit down in the position of curator."

Rowan laughed. He was in a very good mood at this moment. Seeing that the curator is about to get it, as long as he sits in this position, everything will be easy to handle.

"Second Uncle, it seems that the day when we make a fortune is not far away!"

Luo Shuai is equally happy. Once Luo Wen becomes the curator of the museum, there is no need to sneak in a lot of things like before. The antiques in the antique shop will surely spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain. This is a wasteless business, living money. .

Luo Wen waved his hand, meaning that the matter was not settled and could not be taken care of, but the expression on his face had already offended his heart. He felt that this matter was already a certainty. Zhao Weijun could not turn over again this time. The curator is already something in his pocket.

early morning.

The sun has just risen.

Song Yun got up, washed his face and brushed his teeth. He just walked out of the door of the room and saw Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng blocking his door.

"what?"

"What's the matter with your second elder?"

"Don't you sleep a little longer?!"

Song Yun was very strange. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng couldn't wait to sleep with that big jar of Yuan blue and white character story last night. Why did they get up early in the morning?

"Where are you going?"

Zhu Deyuan waved his hand and asked rhetorically without answering the explanatory question.

"Antique market!"

"Other than this place, where else can I go?!"

Song Yun spread his hands, and came here to go to the antique market.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng glanced at each other and followed behind without saying anything.

When Song Yun saw this, he knew that the two old men wanted to go to the antique market with him. This was not too good. I was feeling a little boring. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng were both very fun. They were both very fun. , Definitely not boring.

Song Yun was a little strange about why Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng no longer studied the Yuan Qinghua, and only after asking a question did they realize that they had been brought back to Ninghua City by Gong Yangqiu.

Song Yun smiled. It turned out to be like this. It's no wonder that Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng are going to the antique market with them. This is a boring rhythm of finding things to pass the time.

Song Yun, Zhu Deyuan, and Xu Desheng, the three of them arrived at the antique market and began to wander around. It is still early. There are so many people in the antique market, one after another, crowded.

"Old Zhu."

"Old Xu."

"We in Ninghua City are also doing something like this!"

Song Yun was chatting with Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng while playing **** the surrounding antique shops or antique stalls.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng shook their heads together.

"what?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you think this is bad?"

Song Yun didn't expect Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng to immediately shake his head in denial without even thinking about it.

"This thing is not bad, in fact it is very good, but the prerequisite is that it must be tossed."

Zhu Deyuan shook his head. Of course, things like antique carnivals are a good thing. Whether it is from a tourism perspective, or from a cultural perspective or even from the perspective of antique trading, it is very beneficial.

"Ninghua City can't toss it?"

"Is it impossible?"

Song Yun did not believe that Ninghua City was one of the earliest open cities. The economy was very developed and there were a lot of people buying and selling antiques. In his opinion, it should be a very simple thing to have such a big market for an antique carnival. .

"Song Yun, you think this matter is too simple. This is not as simple as setting up a flower market during the New Year. This matter is very complicated. It is easy to say that manpower and material resources are available. As long as you can invest, you can solve it immediately, but Ning Hua There is a fundamental difference between Tianding City and Ninghua City, that is, Ninghua City does not have the background of Tianding City."

Xu Desheng also shook his head. If this matter can be tossed up, he is of course willing, but the crux of the problem is that the whole matter is not that simple, and many things can be done successfully without investing money.