Super Treasure Hunter

In the middle of the week, I couldn’t help but laugh when I heard a few people chatting there. Suddenly a group of people came in in the antique shop, about six or seven. The leader was the uncle Wu in the antique street in Jiangling City, and he followed him. That fat guy!

When these people came in, they were all arrogant and commented.

"The location here is too desolate, there is not even a tall building around."

"Yes, you have to walk a distance by car, and this commercial street is so deserted, there are no shops at all."

"Don't talk about the shops, I think there are still workers working on the old broken buildings nearby. Are they going to be demolished? Haha, there are no people living nearby, so can there be customers in this commercial street?"

"And this antique shop, it's so big, it's just playing the piano! What's the use of an antique shop that is so big, it takes advantage of the antique street in our Jiangling City. After earning it two days ago, I really regarded myself as a museum. It's really a bun, and I can't help it. I think the Zhou antique store must be yellow."

This group of people speaks without scruples, and deliberately amplifies their voices, for fear that the people in the antique shop will not hear them.

Store Manager Zhang and the staff heard that they were slandering the Zhou's antique store, and the fire suddenly rose. Actually, their feelings for the Zhou's antique store are even deeper than midweek. Although he is the boss in the middle of the week, he is just a throwaway shopkeeper, who doesn't care about anything. But the manager Zhang and others work and live in the shop every day, watching the development of the antique shop a little bit, just like their own children. .

"A few gentlemen, our Zhou antique store has not opened yet, please go out!" Although the manager Zhang is angry, he still has the professional ethics. They are naturally part of the service industry and enter the store. No matter who you are here, you must have the attitude you should have.

The fat man sneered, and said with disdain: "Do you think we are here to buy things? Just what good things you can sell in the antique shop, that is, those laymen are so fooled that they were deceived by you."

Manager Zhang suddenly said more angrily: "Since you don't buy anything, you have no reason to come in, please!"

Uncle Wu said with a gloomy expression to the manager Zhang: "Little girl, what is your service attitude? Customers are God in the service industry! It seems that I need to react with the China Overseas Antiques Association. Me and China Overseas The vice president of the Antiques Association is a good friend for many years. Your behavior has damaged the reputation of the China Overseas Antiques Association!"

Manager Zhang's face flushed with anger. You went into someone else's store, rudely pointing there, and didn't buy anything. Are you polite? Manager Zhang thought of a sentence that had been circulated on the Internet in the first two years. It wasn't that the old man had become bad, it was really that the bad guy had grown old. This old thing depends on his age, seniority, right and wrong, and he is just an old hooligan.

At this time, the middle of the week came over and nodded to Manager Zhang to signal her to go back, and then sneered and said to Uncle Wu: "You are so old, why don't you have any shame, like a dog skin plaster, you all follow Zhonghai. Up?"

"In midweek, what is your attitude!" Fatty asked angrily from the side.

He glanced at the fat man in the middle of the week and said in a deep voice, "What is my attitude? I didn't deal with you directly, it is already a very friendly attitude. If you don't want to be beaten, just give me the fuck! I don't care what your old man is Association’s, believe it or not, I’ll send you directly to the medical association and ask you to make a test for them?"

After talking about the icy murderous intent flashing in the eyes of the middle of Zhou, Wu Bo and the others immediately struck a spirit, and a strong sense of fear rose in their hearts, and they did not dare to stay here anymore. Before leaving, they said, "Boy You wait, your antique shop must be closed down!"

Seeing that Uncle Wu and others were bullying Shanmen, Manager Zhang and the staff were very angry and began to greet Uncle Wu and others.

In the middle of the week, I walked over and said to everyone: "Okay, what is the ability to say that those useless? If you want to be proud, then you must open an antique shop and make it popular! If you want to be recognized by customers, you must do When it's perfect, everyone gets up and continues to work to see where else needs to be revised."

After listening to the words in the middle of the week, the originally angry people suddenly turned their anger into strength and did not rest anymore. They all got up and started to work. They were all very serious. They revised any unreasonable places and tried to open the antique shop. Time to reach perfection!

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In the afternoon of the second day, Kong Ziliang arrived at the hotel to pick him up in the middle of the week, and then went to the Longting Hotel to participate in one of the world's largest auction houses, the auction house of Sulandi. As the world's largest auction company, there are several auction transactions that sensationalize the world at annual auctions in Surandi. Otherwise, the auctioned items are shocking, or the auctioned prices are shocking, because those who can participate in the Sulandi auction are all rich men.

When we arrived at the Longting Hotel, Kong Ziliang led the way unimpeded. The two came to the auction hall and sat in the front VIP seats. As a five-star hotel, Long Ting Hotel is also one of the top hotels in Zhonghai City. The decoration is very good, even this sofa is extremely comfortable.

"Brother Zhou, it is said that there are a lot of good things today, so you can take it hard, not afraid of nothing, but afraid that you don't have enough money, hahaha!" Kong Ziliang said with a big smile to Zhou Zhong.

Feeling his nose in the middle of the week, he whispered: "I'm really afraid that I won't be able to spend the money."

Kong Ziliang was startled slightly. He knew that there was someone who was capable in the middle of the week, and he would certainly not speak big words. He asked carefully: "Brother Zhou, how much money did you stay with?"

Zhou Zhong stretched out two fingers, Kong Ziliang thought boldly; "Twenty million?"

For anyone, it is very extravagant to take out 20 million to buy goods, but in the middle of the week, he shook his head.

"Twenty million is wrong? Wouldn't you say that it is 200 million?" Kong Ziliang took a breath and asked in disbelief, 200 million, that would be a lot of money for him, the Confucian boss. The number, if you take out the full amount, you can also score several times.

Midweek smiled, then shook his head again.

Now Kong Ziliang was dumbfounded, not 20 million, not 200 million, that is... "Two billion!"

After talking about this number, Kong Ziliang himself was shocked, and then stared at Zhou Zhong, waiting for him to confirm, until he saw Zhou Zhong nodding, Kong Ziliang smiled bitterly.

"Brother Zhou, I am a poor man when compared to you, brother!"

Zhou Zhong said with a smile: "Brother Kong, it's not right for you to say that. Two billion is not a drop in the bucket for Confucius."