Chapter 1700： The mall is like a battlefield

"Hahaha!"

"Cash is too much trouble. I have to go to the bank to deposit it and transfer it directly."

He Wenshi saw that the young man really took out the money, and knew that this was not a joke with him, and his face reappeared with a bright smile. Feng Feibai just gave out 850,000, and now it has become 1.3 million in a blink of an eye. In a word, it just made an extra 450,000 in one go. I originally thought that this young man was here to make trouble, but found that it wasn't the case.

Feng Feibai knew that there was nothing for himself at the scene, and he couldn't compete with the young people. He slapped his face severely in front of everyone, and staying there was meaningless, meaningless, and would even become the object of ridicule. He simply turned around and walked out of the antique shop. Yang Hongfei and Jiang Wensheng followed behind and left quickly.

"Old man Feng stay!"

After Feng Feibai walked out of He Wenshi's antique shop, he kept his head down, stopped when he heard the shout, and turned to look at Ding Shan, who was walking quickly to him.

"Is there something wrong? Is this my situation now, do you want to tease me?"

Feng Feibai looked at Ding Shan, his old rival for many years, and the scene that happened in the antique shop just now was definitely a good tease.

"Hahaha!"

"Old man Feng! You clearly treat a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart. The two of us are indeed rivals. We have fought many times before, but do you think I will make fun of you for things like this?"

Ding Shan shook his head.

Feng Feibai’s face looks a little better. Ding Shan is not wrong at all. There is nothing to laugh at about this kind of thing. Although it was himself who was beaten in the face just now, Ding Shan was also on the scene. The most important thing is Ding Shan and himself were of the same generation and wanted to take down the antique shop. Zhang Ping slapped himself in the face and also hit Ding Shan on the face.

"The young man was called Zhang Ping, Zhang Wenhua's precious grandson."

Feng Feibai shook his head and sighed. He knew that Ding Shan came to him to find out the origins of the young man. In fact, as long as anyone with experience knows, such young people must have a history. Where it comes from, it is impossible for a layman to get into the antique collection circle. The rich second generation is of course rich, but the average rich second generation will not spend money on antiques. They will only spend money on antiques and throw them away for fun. In a word, that young man is definitely a member of the antique collection circle.

"Zhang Wenhua's grandson? I have heard of this person's name. It is said that he is very talented in the identification of antiques. The most important thing is that he grew up in the antique pile and is a very powerful person."

Ding Shan did not expect to hear such a name from Feng Feibai’s mouth. He thought that the young man would be the second generation in the antique collection circle, but he was just someone who didn’t know the heights of the sky, or the origin. In general, what I didn’t expect was that there was not only a backing, but also a very big backing. Although I didn’t want to admit it, it must be said that Zhang Wenhua’s identity and status or ability in the antique collection circle is much stronger than himself. Older than himself and Feng Feibai.

"It's no wonder that we don't put you in the eyes at all, or in other words, don't put you in the eyes. It turns out that there really is a background."

Ding Shan was very depressed. He thought that even if a young man like Zhang Ping took possession of He Wenshi’s antique shop, he was just a play house, and it was impossible to cause any threat. But now it seems that things are not as simple as they thought. Zhang Wenhua is here. The contacts in the antique collection circle are very broad. Although Zhang Ping is young, he has a certain reputation. Once such a person opens an antique shop, he is definitely a huge competitor. Let alone, the antique shop After the opening, Zhang Wenhua will definitely show up and help the horse to take a walk. In this way, both himself and Feng Feibai will be challenged.

"The wind is surging and the undercurrent is surging!"

"Ding Shan!"

"Sun Mengyan's antique market here is developing too fast, and seeing that it is getting more and more prosperous, it has attracted the attention of many people in our circle. Not only the old men like us have re-emerged, but also the more experienced people. I can’t help the restlessness in my heart, even if I don’t go out in person, there will be a second and third generation running out!"

"If you really open an antique shop here, you will face huge fierce competition!"

"This seems inevitable now."

"We should still be mentally prepared, and then we will kill a **** storm and see which one can survive in the end!"

Feng Feibai turned around and left after saying this.

Yang Hongfei and Jiang Wensheng didn't speak, they took a deep look at Ding Shan, and walked away quickly behind Feng Feibai.

Ding Shan watched Feng Feibai, Yang Hongfei and Jiang Wensheng gradually disappear from the back, the expression on their faces became more and more solemn.

"Could it be that everyone is optimistic about the current antique market, and they all ran out to open antique shops?"

Ding Shan shook his head. Zhang Ping shouldn't be afraid. Even if this person is indeed well-known in the circle now, he is still a young man, and he wants to compare with an old fox like himself. , But Zhang Wenhua behind Zhang Ping is not a joke. It is definitely a famous figure in the antique collection circle. Whether he or Feng Feibai and others want to fight against Zhang Wenhua, or if they want to compete with Zhang Wenhua, no A simple and easy thing, at least it must take a lot of trouble, and more importantly, from this thing, it can be seen that it is very likely that people like Zhang Wenhua who are older than himself and Feng Feibai are a generation. Running out to open an antique shop is the most troublesome thing. No matter what kind of market it looks like, no matter how prosperous the market is, the fewer people compete, the better, but now suddenly I find that more and more people are competing. It's getting stronger.

"Mountain and rain are coming and the wind is all over the building, the blood and the rain are all over the building. Feng Feibai's words are not wrong at all. The antique market here in Sun Mengyan is definitely going to be a life-and-death fight. In the end, I don't know who can do it. Whoever survives, or who will be able to eat with oily mouth, the rest, the rest of his people may only be able to solve the problem of food and clothing."

Ding Shan saw a taxi came over and beckoned. After stopping, he opened the door and went straight back to the hotel. The next thing must be carefully considered. The second phase of the antique shop is now There is no other choice. How to do it really has to be calculated carefully. It must not be taken lightly. Otherwise, it may be a place where death is not lost. The shopping mall is like a battlefield. This is definitely not a joke, let alone At this time, there are so many awesome characters involved, even if you are also very awesome, you have to deal with it carefully.