Super mall system

Chapter 47 Why is the fist so round
Daily Auction House.

There was still an hour before the auction started, but Zhao Hao was already sitting in the chairman's office, concentrating on brushing up his circle of friends.

"Zhao Hao, it's bad, we might not be able to overwhelm Du's auction."

Ling Yun's loud voice sounded outside the door, and then he saw Ling Yun running in out of breath, with a look of panic on his face, and wanted to say something, but he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"Calm down, calm down, and speak slowly, we at Ritian Auction House are never afraid of trouble." After stopping the great journey of brushing Moments, Zhao Hao raised his head, and then took out from behind him three days ago Another Ding kiln porcelain that he got from Yue Fei was slowly placed in front of his table.

"Say it, it's overwhelming."

"Yeah." Seeing that Zhao Hao took out another Ding kiln porcelain, Ling Yun narrowed his eyes and jumped in front of the porcelain.

After observing carefully for a few minutes, Ling Yun raised his body with eyes looking at evildoers, "I said that you, Zhao Hao, only have Yue Fei as a friend, you have robbed the Southern Song Dynasty, or what else? With so many top Song porcelains, this porcelain can sell at least 6000 million." Ling Yun exaggeratedly compared the number six with his fingers.

"Hahaha, low-key and low-key, I don't have any other advantages as a person, but I have two more prominent advantages, one is tall and handsome, and the other is relatively low-key."

Zhao Hao touched his hair again without exaggeration.

After pretending to be invisible, Zhao Hao touched the Dingyao porcelain he just took out and said calmly, "Uncle Ling, tell me, can our Ritian Auction House beat Du's Auction House?"

"No."

"What." Zhao Hao almost fell to the ground, holding on to the table and wondering, "Not even two top-notch Ding kiln porcelain? Don't lie, I have a bad heart."

"Hehe." Ling Yun smiled wryly and shook his head, "I'm not as good as you. I only have one advantage in this life, and that is that I can't lie. Du's Auction House got Xu Bei's "Eight Horses Picture" from somewhere. Knowing that this is a very well-known work in the domestic painting industry, I conservatively estimate that its price will not be less than [-] million."

"Hold the grass, hang like this."

Zhao Hao stood up from the chair abruptly, shaking his head, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to make him fly even a cooked duck."

"Yes, yes, our other auction items are not as many as Du's Auction House. If you want to achieve your goal of overwhelming Du's Auction House, these are not enough." Ling Yunyao's eyes were full of loneliness.

Originally thought that under Zhao Hao's leadership, the Lingyun Auction House, which was like his own child, could really overwhelm Du's Auction House. There is no scum left.

"It's okay." Zhao Hao saw Ling Yun's thoughts, and said comfortingly, "Sun Houzi can't escape from the palm of the Tathagata Buddha, let alone a half-cooked duck in the Du family?"

"He, Du's Auction House, will be completely defeated by us today."

After laughing a few times, Zhao Hao walked out of the room.

Antique Street.

A street in Qingyuan City that mainly sells antiques and jade.

"Boss, do you have Xu Bei's "Eight Horses Picture" here?"

After parking the car, he casually walked into a small shop mainly selling paintings, Zhao Hao said loudly.

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper saw that Zhao Hao's face was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he took down a painting and unfolded it in front of Zhao Hao.

"Little brother, let me tell you, you are really right to come to my store. My "Eight Horses Picture" is Xu Bei's genuine work. It costs 10 yuan. I will wrap up this painting for you right away."

"Hehehehe."

Zhao Hao originally thought that his level of boasting was already quite high, but he didn't expect that the owner of a random shop today would challenge him for the title of No. [-] bragging king.

A rotten counterfeit, at best a street stall worth a few hundred dollars, wants to sell it for 10 yuan.

This mouth is obviously trying to call red as green, this guy dares to think that he is red-green blind!

Taking out a piece of chewing gum and throwing it into his mouth, Zhao Hao smiled at the owner, "This owner, is your surname Wang?"

"Yeah." The shopkeeper's face brightened, "How do you know my surname is Wang?"

"Wang Po sells melons, she sells melons, she sells her own boast, no, you are a prince, a prince." Zhao Hao smiled and patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder, "You dare to sell 10 yuan with a street stall, Wang Po will be surprised when she sees you!" You have to hit melons and commit suicide."

"What do you mean?"

The shopkeeper's expression froze obviously, and all the smiles from just now disappeared. He stared and said in a deep voice, "You can scold me, but you must never doubt my vision for decades. I'll tell you that it's Xu Bei's fault." It’s real, how can you not believe it.”

"How can I believe it?"

Zhao Hao spread his hands, "If it's really Xu Bei's picture of eight horses, would you sell it to me for 10 yuan? You still need to open such a small shop? Lie to the handsome guy?"

"Hahaha." The shopkeeper said to himself that it wasn't the first time that the kid in front of him came here, smiled awkwardly, and pressed on the painting on the table, "I'm sure I read right, little brother is a discerning person, okay, This is the "Eight Horses Picture" copied by a well-known painter in Dongshan Province. The price of his paintings and calligraphy can reach 3 yuan, because this painting is a fake, and I will give you [-] yuan."

The shop owner observed Zhao Hao's expression while talking, and when he saw a smile gradually appearing on Zhao Hao's face, his eyes lit up, and he worked harder and harder to explain to Zhao Hao.

This said, it took 3 minutes, and the shopkeeper didn't stop until he felt his mouth was dry.

"How about little brother, if you sincerely want to buy it, I will give you twenty-five thousand."

"It's not that good, you'd better keep watching the [-] paintings for yourself."

Zhao Hao didn't want to compare with this person any more, so he turned around and left, and waved his hand at the shopkeeper's association by the way.

"I wave my sleeves, don't take away..."

"Well, I don't have any sleeves." Zhao Hao realized that he couldn't hold on anymore, and coughed twice.

"You can't go, little brother, tell me how much you want, we can discuss it." Seeing that the first customer was leaving today, the shopkeeper was obviously in a hurry, and quickly ran behind Zhao Hao, and grabbed Zhao Hao. on the shoulders.

It's just that when he wanted to hold Zhao Hao, he suddenly found that it was as if he had caught a huge boulder, which couldn't shake Zhao Hao at all.

"Here, little brother, don't go, I'll sell you for five thousand."

The helpless shopkeeper found that Zhao Hao couldn't be held back, so he had to run in front of Zhao Hao, and stopped Zhao Hao with his arms outstretched.

"Little brother, two thousand five."

"Five hundred, I'll take it if you sell it. If you don't sell it, I'll leave right away. There are definitely not such expensive ones in other stores."

"Five hundred?" The shopkeeper's face darkened, it was terribly dark, and a sinister aura filled the air.

"I wanted to show you some face, but you fucking dare to show shame. I'll sue you today and spend 1 yuan to buy this "Eight Horse Picture". Can't get out of my shop."

"boom."

The shopkeeper's voice was too loud, like a loudspeaker, and people outside gathered at the door of the shop.

A few seconds later, three or four big men with scars on their faces ran in from outside with baseball bats in their hands, and stood behind the shopkeeper. The baseball bats in their hands were already ten centimeters away from Zhao Hao. .

"Old Wang, old Wang, is this kid causing trouble, let us clean him up and he will be well-behaved."

"It's this kid who damaged a picture of mine worth 1 yuan. I asked him for the money and he left it there for me."

The corner of his mouth curled up in disdain, and the shopkeeper's eyes widened, and he looked into Zhao Hao's eyes.

From his point of view, the stunned young man in front of him will definitely call his family obediently and ask for money later.

He has already used this trick dozens of times. It is not too much to say that Bailing is used for a hundred times. Almost no one dares not to take money after showing his gangster background.

"Sigh." Zhao Hao sighed softly, and said helplessly, "I am a kind person, I will give you three seconds to get out of my way, or I will definitely let you know why flowers are so popular and why fists are so popular. So round."

There are too many people here, and Zhao Hao doesn't want to show his strength. After all, he is such a low-key person. If these dogs in the way move out of the way wisely, he can still consider letting them go.

Nai He Nai He, the shopkeeper obviously didn't realize how lucky he was, and thought Zhao Hao was a sign of fear, so the corner of his mouth couldn't help but raised a very high angle.

"Young man is awesome, I'll give you five seconds, hahaha, did you find that I'm more merciful than you, haha, woo."

Before the owner could finish his happy smile, Zhao Hao's big fist had already hit the owner's stomach.

Because they couldn't stand their own power, Zhao Hao even deliberately controlled his own power.

It's just that, but the shopkeeper was still beaten by Zhao Hao's punch so much that he could only hold his stomach and howl.

"Only you can compare." Zhao Hao quickly threw two punches after glancing at the shopkeeper, knocking down the two gangsters.

"Here, you, you don't speak honesty. You clearly agreed to do it in three seconds." The last remaining gangster stuttered, his calf weakened by Zhao Hao's powerful fighting power, and he stammered.

"Puff, you're so smart, I'm going to start counting."

"three."

Punching the bastard in the stomach, Zhao Hao spit out the gum in his mouth aggressively, and walked out of the shop.

He bought a fake "Eight Horses Picture" for [-] at another shop, and Zhao Haocai drove to the door of Du's Auction House.

(End of this chapter)