My system is not decent

Chapter 129

Chen Wenzhe didn't want to waste time, and he was afraid of accidents, so he offered the price very simply.

"No, [-] a year, only [-] a month, how is it possible? Besides, how can there be no transfer fee for a transfer store?"

Uncle Chen is not happy, the price is a bit insulting.

Those porcelains of his aren't money, are they?
Even if it's a little cheaper, it's worth thousands of dollars!
Zhang Yijie couldn't stand it anymore, he said directly: "Uncle Chen, this price is not low, my brother is a ceramics student, and he specializes in making high-quality imitation porcelain, will he not know the value of your things?
Do you know that a teapot he made can sell for [-] yuan, and he doesn’t accept appointments. Also, there is a renovation period for other people’s rented houses. You have to give up ten days and a half months for the renovation period. How much is that? money? "

"I can also give a ten-day renovation period, with an annual rent of [-] yuan, no less." Looking at Zhang Yijie, Uncle Chen said helplessly.

As for making a teapot for [-] yuan, just listen to it, so young, and Zhang Yijie's classmate, would he have such an ability?Who would believe it!

Zhang Yijie smiled and said, "Pay the rent for three years and sign the contract for ten years. How much do you say? Quote yourself. If you can't satisfy us, forget it."

When Uncle Chen heard this, his face changed. They are all decent people, how could they throw money at people like this?
"It's only [-], just for your sake, Xiaojie, or else"

As he said that, Uncle Chen was very excited. He was not afraid of being insulted by money, and he made money on his knees without shame.

If he didn't need money urgently, how could he agree so easily?

They are all smart people. If he didn't say [-] yuan, he would probably be an asshole!
He glanced at Zhang Yijie bitterly, this bad boy must know that he is short of money!
Chen Wenzhe looked at Zhang Yijie's performance foolishly. Was it so easy?
[-] a year, only [-] yuan a month, there is no transfer fee, and there is no money to pay for the goods. Chen Wenzhe is very satisfied.

No matter what Uncle Chen thought, Zhang Yijie was very happy. He dragged Uncle Chen to sign the initial agreement, stipulating that the business registration should be changed, and the signboard should be changed immediately.

The next whole day was busy with revising the industrial and commercial registration and handling tax matters.

The next day, Chen Wenzhe transferred the money to Uncle Chen's account.

If you have money, you don't need to deliberately delay the time. After signing a formal contract, Chen Wenzhe simply paid the money.

Back at the shop, Chen Wenzhe took out an oak signboard with three characters on it: One Thought Hall.

The wood was found by Chen Wenzhe yesterday, and the characters were also carved by him, which means one thought of heaven and one thought of hell.

This is a warning to myself all the time, no matter how strong my ability is, I still have to stick to my heart, otherwise, I might die!
System warnings should be taken seriously.

On Sunday, at nine o'clock in the morning, Chen Wenzhe's Yi Nian Hall officially opened.

Zhang Yijie, Cao Qingchun and Zheng Yu all appeared in the small shop to help hold the line.

When a new store opens, it needs to adapt to the surrounding stores, which Zhang Yijie has already reminded.

No matter which line of work you enter, your peers are enemies, and in this antique city, all the shops are enemies.

Chen Wenzhe was naturally not afraid. Since he dared to open the door to do business, he was not afraid of any challenges.

They just sat down here, and before they finished their cup of tea, an old man walked in.

"Qian Qinggu, the boss of Qingguzhai, is treacherous here, be careful." Zhang Yijie reminded the old man as soon as he came in.

Chen Wenzhe stood up, and immediately went up to greet him. Bullying newcomers seemed to be something everyone from all walks of life liked to hear.

Although he was a little dissatisfied, Chen Wenzhe was still looking forward to it.

No matter what people come to do, etiquette must be in place.

"Old man, what do you want to see?"

Chen Wenzhe showed his eight teeth and served with a smile to the extreme.

This store will be handed over to his brother and sister-in-law in the future, so he will naturally not offend anyone, otherwise, his brother will not be able to continue working here.

"Young man is not bad, there is a little traitor, you should know, what am I doing here?" The old man said with a smile, stroking his mouse whiskers.

"Extend me? See how good I am? Let's say yes first, old man, I'm a worthless person."

"Okay, I like young people like you, look at this, old man, I want to sell, give me a price!"

Chen Wenzhe laughed when he saw it. This is a Qing Dynasty Huang Ge glaze blue and white figure knife horse painting tube bottle.

The tube bottle, also known as the elephant-leg bottle, is a new type of vessel created during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, it is a kind of bottle that looks like a tube, which is not common, but Chen Wenzhe has inherited too many things after all.

When he was studying this thing in his dream, he made a few more, how could he not recognize it?
Although it is recognized as genuine at a glance, you have to get started and take a closer look.

In the antique shop, one can only have a good eye and jump to conclusions after just a few glances, but it doesn't end well.

Before getting started, however, there are some things to keep in mind.

He looked away from the bottle, and when he looked up, he saw three young people walking in together.

This place is really good, at least there is no shortage of traffic, as long as you use a little snack, you can do business if you want to.

Signaling Zhang Yijie to come and entertain him, Chen Wenzhe looked at Qian Qinggu.

"Old man, what are you going to do with this bottle?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

Qian Qinggu looked at the pretentious Chen Wenzhe, and felt a little funny. What does such a young guy know?
He found out yesterday that he was born in the rural areas of Dongshan, and his family's ancestors were farmers, and there was no educated person.

There is no inheritance, just relying on reading a few books in college before entering the antique business?I can't blame him!
"Sell!" Qian Qinggu said firmly.

If you don't take advantage of the opening of the new store and grab some wool, you won't be able to grab it in the future.

Chen Wenzhe smiled: "Is this really going to be kicked out of the gym? Old senior, don't blame me for standing up!"

"Haha, I'm here only for communication within the industry, how can it be called kicking the hall? But if you stand still, you can hang around here."

"This is Doubao?" At some point, a middle-aged couple walked in with two children.

"This is Doubao? Use that porcelain cylinder?" The young man next to him asked curiously after hearing it.

This store is really too small, everyone can hear them clearly when they talk.

"If you guys are interested, just take a look and listen. Not everyone can enter this antique shop." Qian Qinggu was even more excited when he saw people watching.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Wenzhe carefully checked the bottle.

While checking, Chen Wenzhe also asked, "How much does the old man want?"

In fact, he knew the value of this thing as soon as he held it in his hand.

Things look good, but the value is not high, there must be something wrong.

(End of this chapter)