gifted collector

Chapter 772 Acquisition
Early in the morning, the entire Demen market slowly became lively, just like the city of Beijing.Fang Ming also came here after getting up, he knew that he should appear here, so as to make those shops feel great pressure.

He has been here for the past few days, so when he came here today, he felt that the atmosphere here, especially the flow of people, was obviously completely different from before, and there were a lot more than before. Under normal circumstances, at this time because It is still not too crowded in the morning.

So once there is a change here, Fang Ming will feel it immediately.

There was a smile on his face, Fang Ming knew that this must be someone arranged by Sikong Zhe, because he found that these people were not antiques at a glance, on the contrary, they looked like white-collar workers playing finance.

"Oh, these people don't all belong to Sikong Zhe's company!"

Fang Ming made a malicious guess, and he believed that his guess should be correct. Even if it wasn't in his company, it was probably in his friend's company. Considering that this is the capital city, not Ningdong City, , so the biggest possibility is the staff in his friend's company.

However, Fang Ming has no interest in where these people come from, as long as he can complete his plan.

Of course, these people didn't know Fang Ming, and Fang Ming didn't know them either, so he didn't say hello to these people. He believed that since Si Kongzhe had already made arrangements, there would be no surprises.

So, Fang Ming walked forward slowly, found a shop that he had never been in before, walked in, and then slowly looked at the antiques inside.

Of course, when Fang Ming went in, the shopkeeper still didn't look good on him, Fang Ming didn't pay attention to this at all.

Soon, a young man with a briefcase walked into the store. From his dressing habits, he knew that he was working in the company and there was nothing wrong with him.

Fang Ming knew that this was someone arranged by Sikong Zhe, and with the mentality of watching a good show, he quietly stepped aside to watch.

The young people who came in were obviously not familiar with places like antique shops. At the beginning, they were a little uncomfortable, so they looked left and right.

When Fang Ming came in before, the shop owner had a gloomy face, but now he saw another person coming in, and it was a young man who knew he didn't understand antiques at first glance, he felt happy, so he immediately went forward and asked what he wanted Kind of antique.

Although the young man didn't know much about antiques, he was also a shrewd person. He didn't say which antique he wanted, but pointed to the antiques on the shelf and asked the price.

Because of Fang Ming, there were not many antiques on the shelf, only a dozen or so, so although the shopkeeper felt very strange in his heart, he still introduced them one by one.

"Oh, I think these antiques are all good. The tallest one among the dozen or so is only [-] yuan, right? Come on, I want them all. Let me buy them all."

The owner was very surprised by this behavior of the young man!
This is not one or two pieces, but more than a dozen pieces, and let's not talk about buying them all, and the price will not be cut?
Although I have opened a shop for more than ten years, I have seen many people who do not treat money as money, but it is rare to see such a straightforward young man in front of me today.

"How? No? Can't I buy so many?"

No?

If you have business, why not do it?
Moreover, when he asked the price just now, it was 20% higher than when he usually sold it, so he nodded and agreed immediately-it would be a fool not to sell it, so soon, the dozen or so antiques on the shelf were swept away. It was all gone, and the young man readily took out the cash from his bag, paid for it, and left with the wrapped antiques out the door.

After watching the show, Fang Ming smiled, glanced at the empty shelves, and walked out, and just as he walked out, he saw a person in the same attire coming out of another store. , Turning around, I found that there are several shops that can be seen around me, all of which are in the same situation.

"It seems that this action is very fast!"

Fang Ming knew that it was mainly because he appeared here, and those shopkeepers were so frightened that they took all the fake ones off the shelves, so it went so smoothly.

Of course, even if he received some fake ones during the acquisition process, he wouldn't worry about it, because as long as this was controlled within a certain percentage, it would be fine.

Time passed quickly, and an hour later, the market in Demen returned to calm, and those who appeared suddenly had already left.

Liao Quansheng's face was full of smiles. He sold more than 100 pieces of antiques in a short time. This situation has not happened in several years. The pieces were sold for more than 50 million yuan, which is considered a huge deal, and the net profit reached nearly [-] yuan.

Looking at the shelves in the store, Liao Quansheng suddenly found that all the real antiques in his store were sold out. As for the fake ones, they couldn't be placed for the time being, so even if someone came in to buy antiques, he had nothing to buy. Sell.

Thinking of this, Liao Quansheng simply closed the shop door, and then walked towards Zhong Xiang's shop, as soon as he entered the door of Zhong Xiang's shop, he yelled, "Old Zhong, my business is good today, Sold all the twenty or so antiques in my shop! Ha! A novice came and bought all of them without haggling the price. I have never encountered such a thing man."

When he saw Liao Quansheng, Zhong Xiang also had a smile on his face. He was about to say something, but he took it back before he could say it, and the smile on his face turned into a weird one.

"Ah? Old Zhong, what's wrong with you? Why such an expression?"

Liao Quansheng sat down on the sofa while talking. He has a good relationship with Zhong Xiang and has been to this shop many times, so he just made tea by himself.

"Oh, I just suddenly feel that things are a little weird."

Zhong Xiang also sat down, his brows were also wrinkled, and another pimple appeared.

"Huh? What's so weird?"

The water was so hot that it boiled quickly, so the water was ready after a while. Liao Quansheng quickly made the tea. First, he placed a cup in front of Zhong Xiang, and then picked up a cup by himself.He poured the hot tea into his mouth in one gulp. Even though he was in the air conditioner on a hot day, there was still a thin layer of sweat on Liao Quansheng's forehead, but it made him feel very comfortable.

"I also sold a lot of antiques just now."

Liao Quansheng laughed out loud when he heard it, nodded heavily, and said: "Hahaha! It seems that today is a good day, and our two brothers have done a good deal of business. By the way, old Zhong , How many antiques did you buy?"

Zhong Xiang didn't speak, but raised three fingers.

"Ha! It's not bad. I sold three pieces and made a lot of money."

Shaking his head, the expression on Zhong Xiang's face became even weirder, and he said, "It's not three pieces, but thirty pieces, but they all cost eighty million or tens of thousands, so although they sold a lot, they didn't actually make any money." It’s a lot, maybe around [-]. But what’s strange about this thing is that the person bought a lot on the one hand, and on the other hand, he didn’t counter the price at all. When he came in, he saw the antiques on my shelf and asked the price Immediately after that, I started. I have never met such a person."

Slowly putting down the teacup in his hand, Liao Quansheng knew that this matter was really weird!Because the same thing happened to me and Zhong Xiang!

If there is nothing weird about this thing, it seems that something is wrong, because normally very few people would buy antiques like this.

"What kind of people come to your store to buy antiques?"

Zhong Xiang recalled it for a while, and said: "This... is a young man, probably around 30 to [-] years old, he doesn't look like an antique player, I mean not just from our circle People, and they don't look like the kind of people who usually have the hobby of playing with antiques, but like a person who works in a company."

Liao Quansheng's heart sank for a few more minutes, the person Zhong Xiang described was very similar to the person who bought antiques in his shop.

"It's the same kind of person in my shop. I was still regretting that there were too few antiques on my shelf, because all the fake ones were taken down, and the ones left on them were all real."

Zhong Xiang nodded and said, "I was in the same state of mind at the time, so I didn't think much about it. Now that I think about it, it's very weird."

"Well, yes, let's call some other people and see if they have encountered such a thing, if there are many people like us, then there must be something wrong with this matter. "

Liao Quansheng and Zhong Xiang started calling, and after a few phone calls, their faces were so gloomy that they were about to drip water.

It was the one they were most worried about!
Especially when the first phone call was made and it was found that all the antiques in the other party's store had been swept away, they still called others in disbelief. After calling more than a dozen people, they finally gave up, because This is enough to prove that something is absolutely wrong.

"I think what happened this time is definitely a conspiracy!"

Zhong Xiang agreed with Liao Quansheng's analysis that there must be antiques in this matter, but he couldn't figure out why he would do this, because whether it was the antiques in his own shop or the antiques in Zhong Xiang's shop, they were all based on He sold it at a very affordable price, and he believed that others, including Liao Quansheng, did the same. That is to say, Liao Quansheng didn't suffer at all in this matter.If there is a conspiracy, what kind of conspiracy is this conspiracy?What is the purpose?
No matter how he thinks about it, he can't figure it out!
(End of this chapter)