The richest man starts with mining

Chapter 7

"Mr. Song, don't worry, art appraisal is a very rigorous process, and it is worth spending some time to figure out its value!"

Zhou Qi has been observing the expression on Song Qian's face, and found that the other party still doesn't buy it, she quickly said: "What we can confirm now is that your scepter is pure gold, but its age is really hard to determine, and There is no name of the sculptor on it, whether these characters are mysterious ancient Greek characters or not, we need to consult the classics, please give us a little more time!"

Are you in a hurry now?

Appreciating treasures is appreciating treasures, and a question pops up in three sentences, do you really think he can't hear it?

Trying to trick him, no way!
"How long will it take to appraise it, and how much price can be given, it's OK, if it's not, it's not."

"Originally, I sold the treasure that my third master gave me, and I felt uncomfortable enough. I still have to endure you picking and choosing here. This is my third master's care for me, and it is an elder's expectation and recognition for the younger generation." ,do you know?"

With Song Qian's aggrieved look, those who didn't know it thought Zhou Qi had done something to offend him.

What Zhou Qi could do was to coax him cautiously. Seeing that Song Qian's expression softened, "Two ten minutes, two ten minutes at most, we will give you a result."

Song Qian nodded, now the initiative is in his hands, he has the qualifications to take Joe.

"This golden scepter must be from abroad, but the age cannot be determined for the time being. This style is too weird!"

"Call it a scepter, but the whole body has such weird ripples! Comparing all the scepters, there is no similar one."

"It should be easy to handle." The female appraiser said.

"As for the singing sound, it should be caused by the lines carved on the surface of the small ball. You see, there are thousands of lines in an area the size of a thumb. When it shakes, the sound of the wind passing through the lines will give off a special singing similar to that of a beautiful woman."

"The text can be determined to be similar to ancient Greek, but what is recorded needs to be translated!"

"There are ancient Greek translations on foreign archaeological websites, we can compare the translations!"

Everyone discussed for a while, and Zhou Qi also had a difficult time. This is indeed a rare and exquisite work of art.

But the provenance is doubtful.

"Mr. Song, as a result of the discussion, this golden scepter is indeed a beautiful work of art, but I can't give a price right now!"

"What do you mean?" Song Qian frowned.

"We can't determine its age, and it will take time to translate the text on it, but from the perspective of artwork, its price is far more than twice the price of gold!"

Song Qian's heart was pounding.

Isn't that 2000 million?
He frowned calmly, and said to Joe, "So much? You're not mistaken, are you?"

Zhou Qi's heart tightened, "Of course, this is just our evaluation. If you meet someone you like, the price may be higher. Why don't you keep your things and I'll ask an expert in this field, and there will be one in the evening at the earliest." As a result, if the above text can be translated, the price will definitely be higher."

"It's impossible to stay, you can take pictures, and I have to make a move in these two days, I can only say sorry if I exceed this time limit."

Zhou Qi gritted his teeth and thought, "Tomorrow our company will have an auction, and I can take this treasure of yours as the finale, and I won't give you a price. How much can I sell? Let the customer decide what?"

"Then what if the price you give is very low?"

"Sign the contract, and I'll give you a guaranteed price of 1000 million. If it's lower than this price, our company will buy it out without charging any commission. If it's higher than this price, our company will charge a 20% commission!"

"The reserve price is too low, at least 2000 million. I am a work of art, not purely selling gold, and I will give you a commission of up to 10%!"

The two sides saw-saw for a while, and the guaranteed price was finally set at 1800 million, and a 12% commission.

So fine.

Zhou Qi admitted that he was wrong.

It seems to be out of tune, but in fact it is not ambiguous at all.

If she had hesitated just now, the other party would definitely pick up the things and leave without procrastinating.

"I'll take it away, see you tomorrow!"

After signing the guarantee contract, Song Qian took the lockbox and left directly.

800 million, exciting!

Instead of leaving directly, he took a taxi to his cousin Lin Moli's law firm.

Said to be a cousin, but in fact there is no blood relationship at all, she is the daughter of his mother's colleague.

He was three years older than him, so he was naturally top-notch.

But Song Qian was afraid that she was afraid to the core, and bullied him badly when he was a child.

Just like that, his mother encouraged him to chase Lin Moli every day.

I can't wait to send him to be my son-in-law.

Lin Moli is beautiful because she is beautiful, but she is so familiar that it is difficult to get her hands on her.

And he's a lawyer, he can speak well, so why don't he eat him to death?
The car stopped in front of Lin Law Firm.

After thinking about it, I still didn't go up, so I took a photo and sent it to Lin Moli, "Sister Jasmine, a friend of mine signed a guarantee contract, if you have time, please help me to see if there is any problem."

After sending the message, he asked the driver to drive away.

Why did he dare to say that he would accompany Cui Mingya to fight the lawsuit to the end in front of Zhao Ming and others?
This is his bottom line.

Although this cousin loves to bully him, she is too protective of the calf!
At this time, Lin Moli was dealing with a divorce case.

In the past few years, she has taken on the most cases of this kind, which has also caused her to see too many dark sides of marriage.

Even though her parents urged her to marry, she remained unmoved.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of that ghostly guy, "This guy, last time I asked him if he wanted to go home together on the National Day, he hesitated, maybe there are other arrangements?"

Just as she was thinking, her phone vibrated, she picked it up and looked, who else could it be if it wasn't that little slicker.

After clicking on the message, she read it seriously, and then replied: "The contract is fine, it is a formal contract."

Then, she asked again: "Little Squirrel, will you go home with me on National Day?"

Song Qian heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the news, and Lin Moli said it was no problem, then it was no problem.

When he saw the second message, he immediately became bitter.

As a 'childhood sweetheart', Lin Moli did well, earning several million a year.

Drive more than 200 million Range Rover and live in high-end villas.

He can only take the bus and live in an 800-yuan rental house. It's a lie that he doesn't feel inferior.

But when he thought about it, he would be rich immediately, and he no longer had to feel inferior, "Go home, and, I'm not a little squirrel, I'm a potential dragon!"

Little Squirrel is Lin Moli's exclusive name for him.

"Okay, when the time comes, my sister will drive to pick you up!"

Putting down her phone, Lin Moli's mood improved.

After returning home, Song Qian picked up Dong XZ and took a taxi directly to the pedestrian street.

Buy yourself a decent outfit.

Size is also a boss, so you can't wear sportswear to work, can you?
As the CBD of Changnan, Honggutan has a lot of luxury clothing here.

Usually, Song Qian would go shopping on Taobao, and later, in order to save money to buy a scooter, he used a knife.

But today!

He decided to uninstall Taobao and uninstall Pindaodao!

"Sir, do you want to see the clothes?" A female shopping guide with an eighty-tenth figure and good looks came over.

As soon as Song Qian entered the door, she was attracted.

A hunk, an absolute hunk!
This appearance, this muscle, this height, she really didn't see anyone on this street who could compare with Song Qian.

"Well, casual suits, recommend me a few." Song Qian smiled.

"this way please."

The female shopping guide smiled, "Sir, this is our new autumn style, take a look"

"This, this, and this, bring them all for me to try!"

Song Qian pointed to the clothes, so this is the feeling of buying without looking at the price?

The female shopping guide narrowed her eyes with a smile.

This is not only a handsome man, but also a handsome man!
Twenty minutes later, when Song Qian came out of the Gucci store, Song Qian had already changed into the latest autumn Gucci Xizhuan.

Walking on the road, the return rate is 100%.

Passing by the Warwick store, Song Qian bought a foldable phone directly.

When I came out, there was only 200 yuan left in my pocket!
The tens of thousands of dollars accumulated from doing part-time jobs and working in college for two years were squandered in just one hour.

That feeling is not good, but good!

If given the chance to choose, Song Qian would choose to be rich every time!
With the remaining 200 yuan, Song Qian ate a plate of 199 crab roe fried rice, took a bus worth [-] yuan, and went back to the rental room.

Thinking that he was about to become a multi-millionaire, Song Qian smiled contentedly!

Early the next morning, Song Qian was still asleep when he was awakened by the rapid ringing of the phone.

In a haze, he answered the phone with a very pleasant female voice, "Mr. Song, the auction will start in half an hour, have you come?"

Song Qian opened his eyes suddenly, what the hell, it's nine o'clock!

I was so excited last night, I didn’t go to bed until [-] in the morning, I almost overslept!
"Here we are, on the way, arrive in 10 minutes!"

(End of this chapter)