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"Boss, how much is this thing? I want it."

The moment Bmw Man arrived beside Han Feng, he asked while pointing at the white jade in Han Feng's hand.

A hint of awkwardness flashed across the boss's face. He continued, "We can take this thing away for 5000 yuan. However, this sir seems to have taken a fancy to it first."

After all, Han Feng still had Bai Yu Guan Yin in his hands and had not put her down yet, which meant that he was planning to buy her.

Han Feng also ignored Bmw Man and Chen Ping, and didn't even look at them, he himself was not in the mood to care about this kind of trash.

Bmw Man snorted and said: "Boss, I will pay six thousand, sell that little thing to me."

It was very obvious that the Bmw Man was going to oppose Han Feng. He was going to suppress Han Feng in front of him and make him scram.

"This?"

The boss became embarrassed again.

As the owner of the store, earning more money was more important than anything else.

Someone offered six thousand, which was far more expensive than the store. It would be a fool not to sell it.

"This little brother, you …" Did you see that? If you don't buy it, I'll sell it to someone else. "

The owner was embarrassed to say it out loud, but he still wished to sell it to the Bmw Man since the price offered was obviously too high.

Being robbed of the thing he loved the most was not a pleasant feeling at all.

Previously, Han Feng's girlfriend had been snatched away by Bmw Man, but now, this Bmw Man was here to snatch away the Bai Yu Guan Yin that he had set his eyes on.

It would be a great shame for a man to be robbed of his beloved things by the same person.

"I bid seven thousand, I want this." Han Feng immediately said.

Hearing that Han Feng actually bid seven thousand, both Bmw Man and Chen Ping were slightly surprised.

Chen Ping was very clear that even though Han Feng had been muddling along rather miserably, the clothes on him, which only added up to less than a hundred yuan, actually took out seven thousand yuan to buy a White Jade Guan Yin pendant? Is he crazy?

However, looking at Han Feng's attitude, it seemed as though he did not have any hesitation.

"Hmph, fight with me? I advise you to forget about it, what qualifications do you have to compete with me? "I am stronger than you in every aspect. How laughable. Then, I will offer eight thousand. In short, I will definitely pay for it."

Bmw Man originally thought that after he bid six thousand, the other party would definitely give up on him.

This aroused Bmw Man's competitive spirit even more, let alone in front of his own girlfriend, he absolutely could not lose.

"I'll pay ten thousand." Han Feng continued to speak calmly.

Was this the tempo of a bloodbath? Bmw Man was slightly stunned.

If I don't buy this pendant today, I won't be called Qiu Zhengwen, I'll pay twelve thousand. "" Okay!

Han Feng knew clearly in his heart that he had to obtain this thing. After all, it contained the remnant soul of Hua Tuo.

He snorted lightly and said, "Then prepare to bleed. I will bid 15 thousand."

"What the f * ck …"

Hearing Han Feng raise the price again, the Bmw Man was a little shocked and secretly took in a breath of cold air.

He was very clear in his heart that even though he was a little bit rich, he couldn't treat it like this. An ordinary small pendant like this was actually raised to fifteen thousand, which also caused Bmw Man to break out in a cold sweat.

Seeing that Bmw Man was not willing to call out a price for a long time, Chen Ping, who was at the side, spoke up unhappily: "Hubby, what's wrong? If you don't bid, that item will be bought by someone else. "

When she was speaking, Chen Ping was acting a bit spoiled, her arms still shaking nonstop.

"Pingping, do you really like that thing that much? How about we buy something else? " Bmw Man suddenly hesitated.

"No, I want the pendant in his hand." Chen Ping insisted.

Qiu Zhengwen clenched his teeth and said: "I bid 16,000."

"Twenty thousand!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Han Feng immediately blurted out.

Qiu Zhengwen did not give him the slightest bit of face, and tightly suppressed the price a bit.

"Twenty-five thousand." Qiu Zhengwen clenched his teeth, he wanted to see if this diaosi in front of him still dared to continue raising the price.

He didn't believe it at all. As the manager of Yuanhong Group's purchasing department, his monthly salary was around 50,000 to 60,000. How could he lose to the diaosi in front of him?

"Thirty thousand." Han Feng immediately lost his patience, and directly raised the price to thirty thousand.

After saying thirty thousand, Han Feng was still calmly admiring the pendant in front of him, as if he didn't care about the amount of money at all.

At this time, the one who was the most shocked was Chen Ping.

In the days he was together with Han Feng, Han Feng probably earned less than thirty thousand, but now he had to fork out thirty thousand in a single breath.

Could it be that Han Feng was really rich? Not the same as before?

Even the indifferent expression on Han Feng's face and the determination that was being emitted from his entire body seemed to be completely different from before.

Her entire temperament and spirit had changed, as if she had become a completely different person. This made Chen Ping incomparably suspicious.

What exactly happened to Han Feng? Was he really rich?

In the end.

When Han Feng raised the bid to fifty thousand, Qiu Zhengwen was so angry that his face turned pale, and did not dare to continue bidding.

On one hand, 50,000 was the limit of his bid. On the other hand, he had only brought 30,000 or 40,000 today. It was impossible for him to offer 50,000 all of a sudden.

Seeing that the other party did not bid anymore, Han Feng then coldly looked at him and said: "What? You aren't bidding anymore? You're giving it to me so easily? "Hehe, if you keep on shouting out prices, I might give up."

"You …"

Qiu Zhengwen never thought that he would actually lose to Han Feng.

A diaosi that he looked down upon had actually suppressed him with regards to money, causing Qiu Zhengwen to feel a burst of anger in his heart, but was unable to burst forth with it.

"Don't be so arrogant, I want to see if you can actually take out fifty thousand. If you can't, then you're really going to die from laughter."

Qiu Zhengwen thought that Han Feng was just randomly raising the price. If they really had to ask him for so much money, he definitely wouldn't be able to afford it.

Unfortunately, Qiu Zhengwen was wrong.

Last time, after being scrubbed clean, Han Feng received 120 thousand, so he could still take out this money.

Not long after, Han Feng went to the bank to retrieve the money, and then brought the fifty thousand back to the store.

In front of Qiu Zhengwen and Chen Ping, he placed fifty thousand yuan on the table.

The boss, on the other hand, was beaming with joy. He had never thought that his items would be sold for ten times more, so of course he would be happy.

However, Han Feng did not feel like he was at a disadvantage, because with the Hua Tuo's Sacred Hand, coupled with his own Penetrating Eyes, it would be too easy for him to earn more money.

"Boss, I heard that we can find Gambling Stone here. Where is it?"

Han Feng knew that the Gambling Stone here was very famous, it was just that he had never come here before. Now that he had the Penetrating Eye, Han Feng wanted to try it.

"Turn left when you leave the door. We'll arrive after a hundred meters." The boss said.

"Thank you."

With that, under Qiu Zhengwen and Chen Ping's surprised expressions, Han Feng elegantly turned around, hummed a tune, and walked out of the antique shop.