Super black turtle clone

"Little brother, please stay."

Just a dozen or so steps away, a hasty shout sounded, which made Zhuo Yun stop involuntarily.

Turning his head and looking, an old man in his fifties quickly chased after him, followed by two bodyguards in black suits. His rich appearance was not ordinary.

"Little brother, can you let me have a look at the jade bottle in your hand." The old man glanced at the jade bottle in Zhuo Yun's hand, and said eagerly.

Staring at the old man for a while, Zhuo Yun nodded.

After receiving the Buddhist jade bottle, the old man observed it carefully, and the more excited he looked, the more intense his expression became.

"Okay, that's really great. What a Buddhist Eight Treasure Vase, it's a perfect combination of Buddhism and art."

After admiring, the old man raised his head and said with burning eyes: "Little brother, I am willing to bid 50 for this eight-treasure vase."

When the people around heard the old man's words, there was an uproar immediately, and some people looked greedily at the eight treasure vases of Buddhism.

Even in the antique world, there are only a few antique treasures worth more than 50 yuan. Such antiques are like buying lottery tickets, and they are not so easy to find.

And the owner of the antique shop who appraised the antiques for free was also questioned by everyone. Some smart people quickly figured out the tricks, and only the two men were left in the crowd of onlookers in a short time.

"50!" Hearing this, Zhuo Yun froze in place, and stacks of hundred-yuan bills appeared in his mind.

The old man misunderstood Zhuo Yun's meaning, and hurriedly said: "Little brother, this jade bottle is a product from the late Qing Dynasty, both in material and carving are well done, but jade bottles like this are usually in pairs, Moreover, it is not a popular collectible in the antique world, and the appreciation space is very limited. If it is sold to ordinary antique collectors, it will be worth 40 yuan. If you are not satisfied, I am willing to bid 60 yuan."

"Also, this is my business card. If you are worried that I will deceive you, you can ask some antique masters. If what I said today is false, you can ask me to return your jade bottle at any time. 60 will be regarded as It's my compensation." The old man took out a bronzing business card from his pocket and said seriously.

Taking the old man's business card, Zhuo Yun glanced at it, secretly shocked in his heart.

He didn't expect that the old man in front of him turned out to be Ming Zhenbo, the chairman of Mingtian Group. You must know that Mingtian Group is definitely the leader of the food street in the entire city of Z. He had seen such a person on TV before.

As the saying goes, being rich is not benevolent, but Ming Zhenbo is not such a person. Every year, tens of millions of funds are invested in charity, and he is known as a good businessman in the entire Z city.

After confirming the other party's identity, Zhuo Yun's original doubts were completely dispelled. With Ming Zhenbo's worth, let alone hundreds of thousands, even millions of people would not frown, and there was no need to deceive him, an unknown person.

"It turned out to be the chairman, nice to meet, nice to meet." Zhuo Yun put away the bronzing business card, shook hands with Ming Zhenbo and said with a smile: "With the worth of the chairman, there is no need to pay for a jade bottle." Lying, I have no doubts, I just have a question in my heart."

"Oh, young man, just ask if you have any questions." Ming Zhenbo nodded with a smile.

Zhuo Yun asked suspiciously: "Since the market price of this jade bottle is only around 60 yuan, why did you bid [-] yuan to buy it? It's not a big disadvantage."

It stands to reason that Ming Zhenbo, as a businessman, especially a successful businessman, would never make a loss-making business.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that my mother believes in Buddhism. What I like most in my life is Buddhist jade. I especially love jade vases. In a few days, it will be her [-]th birthday. I'm going to buy this piece." Yuping, give her a surprise for the old man."

"So that's how it is." Zhuo Yun's mind shook slightly, and he secretly lamented that the reputation of Zhenbo is really well-deserved. Although the two just met and chatted a few words, from these few words, people have a strong affection. He doesn't have the arrogance of ordinary successful people, and his words are very simple, every word is so real. < ren is beautiful. "

"Thank you so much, little brother. This is the gold VIP card of my Mingtian Group. You can enjoy a [-]% discount in any hotel of my Mingtian Group. Please accept it." Ming Zhenbo showed joy , reached out and took out a golden VIP card from his pocket, and handed it to Zhuo Yun.

"My mother, I sent it. Of course I will accept such a good thing." Thinking to himself, Zhuo Yun quickly put away the golden VIP card.

In order to facilitate the trading of antiques, there are several banks in the Qingfeng Antique Market, and everyone went directly to one bank, and soon Zhuo Yun's account increased by five zeros.

"It's a happy cooperation. If you have similar antiques in the future, please contact me." Ming Zhenbo shook hands with Zhuo Yun angrily.

Standing on the edge of the counter, watching Ming Zhenbo's leaving back, Zhuo Yun's suppressed excitement burst out, and he glanced at the balance change reminder on the text message on his mobile phone, and his mouth was so happy that it almost reached the ears.

"Haha, I'm also a 60 millionaire. It's so damn cool to be rich, whoever underestimates me, dammit, I'll beat him to death with money, hehe!"

Excited, he danced around in the bank, and unconsciously let out a wretched laugh. He didn't notice it at all. Others consciously distanced themselves from him, and some even considered whether to call 110 or 120.

"Husband, this person seems to be out of his mind, let's get money elsewhere."

"Well, let's go quickly, don't go crazy and hurt us."

A man and a woman who had just walked into the bank glanced at Zhuo Yun with strange expressions, and hurriedly fled from the place.

Zhuo Yun: "......"

Stepping out of the bank, carrying a bank card with 60 yuan in his pocket, Zhuo Yun felt that his chest was straight and his waist was straight when he walked. That feeling is definitely a word of cool, two words are very cool, and the word "three" so fucking cool

Looking at the passers-by passing by in a hurry, an inexplicable pride suddenly surged in his heart. He was just an ordinary person before, but now he has extraordinary capital.

"Since God gave me the special ability to possess a black turtle, then I will make a career, 60 is just the beginning, I will earn 600 million, 6000 million, [-] million, or even more .”

Zhuo Yun, who was in a turbulent mood, did not notice that there were several figures quietly following behind him, with malicious looks in their eyes.

As soon as he walked out of Qingfeng Antique Market, three men rushed up and surrounded Zhuo Yun.

"Boy, if you don't want to die, come with us."

After a short period of panic, Zhuo Yun calmed down quickly. He felt the resistance from his waist. He knew that the other party must be holding a sharp weapon against his lower back. If he struggled at this time, he would definitely be pierced.

Zhuo Yun didn't have much fear in his heart when he suppressed the mysterious tortoise that sent out violent killing intent. Now he is not the former self. With the mysterious tortoise around, he really didn't pay attention to these few people.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"Hmph, you're a smart kid." The man behind sneered, pressed Zhuo Yun and walked towards a nearby alleyway, surrounded by the three of them.

The alleyway was a dead end, and at the end of the alleyway, the man behind pushed Zhuo Yun violently, pushing him to the innermost side, and the three men with daggers in their hands blocked the alleyway tightly.

"Hey, brat, I didn't expect that." Accompanied by some familiar laughter, a middle-aged man came out from behind the three of them.

"It's you!" Seeing the person coming, Zhuo Yun couldn't help exclaiming.

The person who appeared in front of him was none other than the owner of the antique shop who appraised antiques for free at Qingfeng Antique Market.

The owner of the antique shop who took off his glasses, the image of the original scholar was completely destroyed, and a pair of triangular eyes revealed a vicious and cunning look.

"Stinky boy, you are shameless. I think I think highly of you by buying your eight-treasure vase for 1 yuan. How dare you refuse in public, and let all the popularity I have accumulated through hard work be scrapped." Speaking of this, the expression of the owner of the antique shop It became ferocious, and said with fierce eyes: "Stinky boy, if you want to live, give me the 60 you just got, or I will let you walk in and lie down today."

Hearing the threat from the owner of the antique shop, Zhuo Yun showed a terrified look on his face, and his legs were trembling slightly.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Zhuo Yun's timid look, the owner of the antique shop laughed arrogantly, and the three men beside him were also full of complacency, their vigilance dropped to the lowest point.

Just when the four of them were arrogant and proud, imagining in their hearts that they could easily get 60 yuan immediately, they didn't notice that the frightened look on Zhuo Yun's face disappeared, replaced by a stern look.