gifted collector

Chapter 7 Party
"Sister Avon, you are finally back!"

Fang Ming waited until it was dark, and Fang Ming was about to lose his patience, when Zhou Yafang finally appeared at the door of the store.

"Ah? What's the matter? What happened?"

Zhou Yafang froze for a moment, she noticed that Fang Ming's face was full of anxiety, obviously something happened, but the strange thing was that if there was something urgent, she should have called herself.

"Sister Avon, take a look at these antiques, is there something wrong?"

Following the direction Fang Ming pointed, Zhou Yafang found three antiques on the table.

"Isn't this something from the store? What's the matter?"

Zhou Yafang sat down on the chair, took a sip of tea, her eyes lit up, and said, "This tea is well brewed, I never thought you would have such a skill."

If it was normal, Fang Ming would definitely be taken aback if Zhou Yafang praised him like this, but at this time he didn't have such thoughts.

"Sister Avon, don't you think there is something special about these antiques?"

"Everything in the store is collected by me and has been carefully identified. If there is anything special, I don't know?"

After a pause, Zhou Yafang suddenly laughed, and she suddenly understood Fang Ming's thoughts, "You don't mean to tell me that I'll drill eyes on these three antiques, do you?"

"This one……"

Fang Ming was indeed thinking this way, but at this time he hesitated again when he heard Zhou Yafang say this. When the three antiques in front of him were held in his hands, monsters did appear - this was different from other antiques, but who would Can you guarantee that the appearance of this monster will prove to be a good antique?So far, all the abilities of the monsters have been inferred from his own imagination, and have not been verified at all.

Therefore, he didn't know how to answer Zhou Yafang's rhetorical question.

After drinking a few cups of tea, Zhou Yafang stood up contentedly, patted Fang Ming on the shoulder, and said, "It seems that you carefully studied all the antiques in the store today. This kind of spirit is quite valuable. Still I think you will catch the leak sooner or later, don't worry. Now, you and I will go to Mr. Zhao's place, and the time is about the same."

"Ok."

Fang Ming scratched his forehead, glanced at the three antiques on the table "reluctantly", and finally grabbed the finger wrench and stuffed it into his pocket without giving up.

Zhou Yafang naturally saw Fang Ming's action, smiled and said nothing. In her opinion, people who play antiques must have such a spirit.

Fang Ming and Zhou Yafang found a place to eat and then drove on the road to the outskirts of Ningdong City.

"Zhao Benhua is over 60 years old this year, and he is a native of Ningdong City. He entered the industry 30 or [-] years ago, before the rise of antique collection. Naturally, he has already become a famous figure over the years—don't Speaking of being in Ningdong City, he is the number one figure in the national collection industry."

"He is best at porcelain and miscellaneous items. I have been to his home, and the collection of things is top-notch in terms of quantity and quality. It is really admirable."

"I understand porcelain, that is, bottles and bowls, but what are miscellaneous items?"

A puzzled look appeared on Fang Ming's face. He had never heard of miscellaneous items.

"Porcelain is a big category in collections, and bronzes, for example, are also a big category. In addition, the collection of some small items is classified under miscellaneous items. The so-called miscellaneous items are the many types of collections that involve There is a wide range of aspects, and there is no special category, generally speaking, it refers to collecting gourds, the four treasures of the study, etc. By the way, the wrench you stuffed in your pocket can also be regarded as a type of miscellaneous items.”

This is also one of the things that Zhou Yafang admires Zhao Benhua the most—miscellaneous items involve a wide range of subjects, and it is impossible to play without extraordinary vision and knowledge accumulation. Zhao Benhua can not only play well but also play well. easy.

While driving the car, Fang Ming and Zhou Yafang were chatting. Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a villa in the suburbs.

Pushing the car door down, Fang Ming looked around and found that the villa was located halfway up the mountain. The parking lot alone was half the size of a football field, and then there was a huge grass field. Behind the grass field was a three-story villa.

Fang Ming was secretly surprised, even if he had never seen the world again, he knew that the villa in front of him must be quite valuable—and it must be an astronomical sum.

Seeing the look on Fang Ming's face, Zhou Yafang smiled and said, "If you started playing with antiques 30 or [-] years ago, unless you were very unlucky, you would have gotten along well."

Fang Ming also laughed, and said, "I heard a story when I was a child, and now that I think about it, it should be related to collection."

Leading Fang Ming in, Zhou Yafang asked curiously, "What story?"

"Twenty or thirty years ago, some people in our area collected things, such as jade. There was an old man in our village. A piece of jade was passed down in his family. Give him the money. People in that era were relatively honest, so I believed it.”

"As a result, once you go, you won't come back?"

Zhou Yafang sighed. Twenty or thirty years ago, such a situation did exist in the collection industry. As for Zhao Benhua, would he have done such a thing?No one is sure of this.At that time, there were all kinds of people who made a fortune.

"Miss Zhou, you are here."

Entering the villa, Fang Ming saw Luo Shi, and as soon as he saw Zhou Yafang, he walked over quickly.

"Luo Shi, you came so early."

Zhou Yafang's face was calm, but she was secretly surprised. Today in the store during the day and now Luo Shi had a faint intention of currying favor with her. They were both people in the antique world. They had met many times before, but But never so polite.

"This... just say hello."

Luo Shi came here originally intending to mention the matter of pulling the finger, but he swallowed it after thinking about it inappropriately, but his eyes fell on Fang Ming who was beside him. It was this kid in front of him who ruined his big business today.

"Isn't this kid too young? How could he be able to identify things that Zhou Yafang couldn't identify?"

Luo Shi murmured in his heart, besides being young, the person standing next to Zhou Yafang didn't look like a master at all. He couldn't understand why Zhao Zhu would ask for 100 million yuan when he went - this is basically the finger puller. The exact price, how can you get it if you are not a master?
"Sister Yafang, have you noticed that Luo Shi looked at me strangely just now, as if he was very annoyed."

Fang Ming looked at Luo Shi who left after chatting for a while, with a puzzled look on his face. This person had only met him twice, and he didn't even say a word. Logically speaking, it was impossible to offend him.

"This... I also feel the same way, but you don't even know him, so it's impossible for such a thing to happen, right? I remember you just came to Ningdong City for a few days and you couldn't be so strong that you seduced his woman, right? "

Zhou Yafang also felt this way, and she also found it very strange.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

After thinking for a while, Fang Ming realized that he couldn't think of a reason, so he simply gave up thinking about it. It never occurred to him that he had unintentionally blocked Luo Shi's way of making money.

There were quite a few people who came to Zhao Benhua's house at night, perhaps because it was still early, so they were scattered in different places and chatted in small groups.

Zhou Yafang is a beautiful woman, which is definitely a rare sight in the collector circle, so no matter where she goes, people will greet her, and she is also a well-rounded person, socializing like a fish in water.

Taking Fang Ming around the villa and saying hello to everyone, Zhou Yafang took Fang Ming in. After passing through a corridor, a smaller hall appeared. There were no people here. There were so many halls before, and everyone deliberately lowered their voices when they spoke, so it seemed very quiet.

Zhou Yafang sized it up and walked to the southeast corner. There were two people gathered there, one of them was an old man in sixty or seventy years old, his white hair was like silver threads, and his face was as rosy as a full moon. It is like a baby, and a pair of eyes are shining with bursts of light. As for the other, it is a young man in his forties. The mouth is big and the ears are extraordinary.

"Heh, Miss Zhou is here. Have you found any good things recently? If so, remember to take care of me, Lao Zhuang."

"Boss Zhuang, you are the one who takes care of me, and you are my parents."

Zhou Yafang turned to Fang Ming and said, "Fang Ming, this is Zhuang Jie, the boss of the Zhuang Group, and this one is Mr. Qian Fangqian, a senior in our collection industry."

"Hello, Mrs. Qian, I'm Fang Ming, the man Sister Afang hired just now."

"Boss Zhuang, hello."

It is not surprising that there are many people who are polite, Fang Ming greeted immediately, whether it is a businessman like Zhuang Jie or a senior in the antique industry like Qian Fang, they are all people in the circle, and it is very important to make good friends.

Qian Fang looked at Fang Ming for a while, then nodded lightly, and said:

"Heh, the young man looks good, full of energy and energy."

"Thank you, Mr. Qian."

"Miss Zhou, do you have anything good recently? Take it out and let me have a look."

When Qian Fang heard it, he laughed and cursed: "Zhuang Jie, what's the matter with you today? I just came to ask Avon again after asking?"

Hearing what Qian Fang said, Zhuang Jie felt embarrassed, and said, "Mr. Zhuang, you don't know how hungry you are when you're full! Collectors like you have a lot of treasures. How can we, who are new to the industry, compare to them? So, I can only catch people as soon as I see them to see if there are any good things-if I kill someone, I don’t let it go, even if I get a hole, it’s considered a tuition fee.”

Hearing such words, Fang Ming couldn't help being happy. He didn't know Zhuang Jie's ability in antiques, but at least he knew that he was not short of money.

Sure enough, when Qian Fang heard what Zhuang Jie said, his eyes widened and he said, "You pay several million tuition fees every year, right? I have been in this industry for decades, and I have never seen someone like you. What a shame."

"Mr. Qian, I have told you many times that I would like you to be my collection consultant with an annual salary of 500 million, but you always refuse."

When Fang Ming heard it straight away, he could earn 500 million a year just as a consultant?
"I'm such an old bone, what kind of consultant do I still have? Wouldn't it be good to plant flowers and raise fish at home?"

Qian Fang obviously had no interest in Zhuang Jie's proposal, so he rejected it decisively.

"Yes, Mr. Qian, I knew it must be the result, so, I'd better just ask if there is any good stuff when I meet people."

Zhuang Jie put on a bitter and bitter look, turned to look at Fang Ming, and said, "Fang Ming, do you have anything good to sell me?"

(End of this chapter)