Shengshibaojian

"I'm sorry..." Bai Zhangting disdainfully rolled Shen Qiu's business card into a ball, and threw it into the trash can at his feet.

"I only accept business cards from the ranking list of national teachers. Shen Qiu, you are still far behind. Send me a business card after you rank on the list of national teachers!"

Shen Qiu didn't take it seriously, pointed to the business card in the trash can and said, "You will pick it up."

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Coming out of the Bai family antique shop, Zhao Sihui grabbed Shen Qiu doubtfully: "Shen Qiu? Did we leave the Bai family just like that? Just let Bai Zhangting take my golden phoenix tail bracelet like this?"

"Don't worry, Police Officer Zhao, in two days, after two days, Bai Zhangting will consciously return the golden phoenix tail to you! It will not exceed two days at most!"

"What? Why? Why did Bai Zhangting give it back to me?"

"Yes, brother!" Master Pao also asked curiously: "Don't be foolish with us, there must be a reason why you dare to say that!"

Only Zuo Xiaoqing pursed his lips and smiled: "I think! Big brother Shen must have caught something about Bai Zhangting! You must have seen something wrong! Big brother Shen, right?"

Shen Qiu gave her a thumbs up: "Xiaoqing is still smart..."

"Brother Shen? Then what preparations should we make now?" Zuo Xiaoqing was also curious to know what kind of medicine was sold in Shen Qiu's gourd.

Shen Qiu pondered for a while and said: "Officer Zhao, go back and help us get ready, rent a farm truck, and let's go to Baiya Village in the northern suburbs at night!"

White Duck Village?Hearing this place, several people couldn't help shouting: "Brother! We are doing well! Why go to Baiya Village in the northern suburbs? It is more than 100 kilometers away from Yanjing! Besides, the northern suburbs are not a thousand-year-old city, and that place is also There is no baby and Louer to pick it up!"

"Master Cannon! This statement is wrong!" Zuo Xiaoqing corrected in time: "Although the northern suburb is not a thousand-year-old city, its area is directly south of Yanjing, especially Baiya Village. The central axis of the village and the Forbidden City of Yanjing With one orientation, and Baiya Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, although the height of the mountain is not high, but it is foggy and surrounded by spiritual energy all the year round, and the continuous mountains are like dragons churning, so its Fengshui orientation is particularly good. All the emperor's tombs are chosen there!"

"Although it shows that almost all the tombs in the dynasty have been stolen, but it can't change the ancient legend of the Fengshui dragon veins in Baiya Village. It is said that many high-ranking officials and rich people choose their tombs in Baiya Village. It was not broadcast on the news last year. Is it gone? Landslides washed out two large tombs of wealthy merchants in the Qing Dynasty. Therefore, although there is no antique market in the northern suburbs, there are many lost treasures hidden in the tombs. The suburbs will definitely gain something!"

"Not bad, not bad!" Shen Qiu nodded approvingly to Zuo Xiaoqing's analysis, since this girl entered the antique business, her progress has been by leaps and bounds, especially her grasp of historical allusions is not less than her own.

"Xiaoqing, what you said is indeed good, but you guessed wrong on one point. The focus of our visit to Baiya Village is not to pick up leaks and treasures, but to eat the most famous red duck hot pot!"

"..."

"I said brother! What kind of play are you singing! Isn't there a ready-made hot pot in Yanjing? Why do you want to go to Baiya Village to eat?"

"Brother Shen? Does this have something to do with Bai Zhangting? Or does it have something to do with Miss Zhao?"

"The secret cannot be leaked."

……

He was still in Baijia Antique City in the morning, and in the afternoon Zuo Xiaoqing took Shen Qiu to see the transfer of the antique shop.

This is a store called "Haibao Antique Store". The plaque on the top of the head is simple. It only uses a neon signboard made of a display screen, which is far from the custom-made antique signboard of a big store.

The location of Haibao Antique Store is not in the Antique Market either, it is two streets away from the Glass Factory Antique Market, which is considered to be the kind with particularly poor flow of people.

The front of the antique shop has only one front, but the depth of the store is a little bit more. In short, this antique shop is a small shop, no matter whether it is in Yanjing or Jiangcheng, it is an insignificant existence.

The owner of the antique shop is surnamed Zhou. He looks like a traitor with treacherous eyebrows and a standard traitorous hair. He looks like a traitor on TV.

Although the antique business doesn't pay much attention to appearance, Boss Zhou's appearance is indeed daunting. Standing at the door with his image can scare customers away from entering.

"Hello, hello! Little girl! Here, here!" Boss Zhou recognized Zuo Xiaoqing, and Zuo Xiaoqing was the only one who had visited his antique shop in the past month. People beckon.

"Hi Boss Zhou! This is our boss, Shen Qiu... I came here specially to see your antique shop today!" Zuo Xiaoqing nodded politely, and introduced Shen Qiu by the way.

The two sides exchanged polite greetings, Shen Qiu focused on the situation of this antique shop, the first thing he felt was one word, small!

Not only the facade is small, but also the antiques displayed inside are pitiful. Shen Qiu roughly glanced at the commodities displayed on the shelves. They were all rough imitations, which had nothing to do with antiques at all. The ones with a little value were his counters. A few things in the display.

It can only be said that the situation is a little better. Basically, they are all old things from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China era, which are no different from the ones on the antique stalls outside.

From the furnishings of this antique shop, it can be seen that none of the products in the shop can be put on the table, and only antique idiots who don't understand the market can be deceived. It is normal for the planting shop to be forced to close, but it would be strange for the owner to make money.

Shen Qiu heard from Zuo Xiaoqing before that among all the antique shops, this Haibao antique shop has the lowest transfer fee, and there are two years' rent left. If the owner takes all the things in the shop away, he needs to pay a transfer fee of 20.

This fee is not cheap, but compared to other stores that cost hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars, it is already considered affordable.

"Boss Zhou, I have mentioned the situation of your house to Brother Shen. I am here today to show Brother Shen a look at your house, if possible! You can sign the contract today!" Zuo Xiaoqing reminded Boss Zhou.

"Okay, okay... The little girl is really quick to talk, to be honest, someone came to look at the store this morning, and the other party made a decision on the spot and signed the contract. I promise the little girl, wait for your response, and be honest! Do it!" Boss Zhou nodded and bowed.

Zuo Xiaoqing smiled and bowed to Boss Zhou: "Then thank you Boss Zhou, we have already prepared the money, and we can sign the contract anytime, anywhere..."

"Yes, yes! I will prepare the contract now..." Boss Zhou said with a smile on his face: "The total is 38, and I will draw up the specific contract right away!"

"Wait!" Zuo Xiaoqing suddenly shouted: "Isn't it right? Boss Zhou? Didn't we agree in advance? A transfer fee of 20 yuan? Why did it become 38 yuan?"

Zuo Xiaoqing didn't understand Shen Qiu but he understood.

The most fearful thing about doing business is that others will see through their minds. Xiaoqing is too innocent, and every word and deed is seen by the boss this week. The other party predicts that they will eat this store, so the price immediately skyrocketed , Why someone signed a contract in the morning is just a rhetoric.

"Little girl... I'm not wrong! 20 is indeed 20, and the other 18 is the inventory in my store. I'm going to change my career to the catering industry. I can't bring these broken pots and tiles to open Does the restaurant cook?"

Zuo Xiaoqing frowned and said anxiously: "Boss Zhou, you didn't say that the day before yesterday. You said that you would deal with these antiques in stock. We only need to pay a transfer fee of 20 yuan!"

"Boss Shen, little girl, I did tell you what I said, but the market of this shop is just like antiques! The market changes every day! Didn't no one fancy my shop before! It's not too late this morning. A competitor? They are not only willing to pay the transfer fee, but also willing to help me deal with the inventory! Hehe!"

Pao Ye got angry, and slapped the boss's counter with a stick: "You are a boss! You are just sitting on the ground and raising prices! You are clearly bullying us outsiders! You don't do business like this!"