God Level Golden Eye

Guo Ziming sat in his antique shop, his face was a bit unsightly. After hurried back from the ghost market, he had opened the antique pieces and was ready to do business, but two hours later, no one entered. I buy antiques in my own antique shop, and there are not even people who come to watch the excitement in my own antique shop.

"This is really not as good as the sky! There are too many things to miss, and it is no different from grass!"

Guo Ziming glanced at the piece that he had collected at the counter was actually his own antique. He shook his head and sighed. Yesterday, when Situ Kongming picked up the leak, he was in an empty alley and squeezed into his antique shop to see the antiques Today, he did not pay attention to picking up the leaks. He knew that the most important reason was that there were too many people picking up the leaks in the ghost market that just ended. There were more than a dozen people including himself. With so many people picking up the leaks, people would not have any Looking at the excitement, it is not surprising that no one comes to his antique shop. He knows that other antique shops must be in the same situation.

"In this matter, it seems that the only benefit is Situ Kongming."

Guo Ziming has mixed flavors in his heart, I don’t know how to describe it, but one thing is certain is that Situ Kongming must be affected by the large number of leaks in the ghost market today. The antiques in the store are definitely not as good as before Selling, I thought that it was a little better at last. I can't make money for myself, and others who toss about can't make it. At least I don't need to continue to envy and hate.

"At this time, Situ Kongming thinks he is going to hate him."

Guo Ziming suddenly thought of this incident, and immediately laughed. In this incident, Situ Kongming must have suffered the most. Because the first is simple and solid, many people come to his antiques. Looking at antiques and buying antiques in the store, if nothing special happens, this wave of market can last at least three days and five days, or even half a month. In such a long time, it is decided to sell a lot of antiques. I made all the money I spent in my ten lifetimes, but because the owners of other antique shops, including myself, arranged a lot of bureaus and made a lot of leaks, Situ Kongming missed the heat of this matter. It suddenly fell to freezing point. At this time, there should not be many people going to his shop to see antiques and buy antiques. Watching the money that should have been in his pocket fly away, it is definitely the most uncomfortable in my heart.

"Happiness is always based on the suffering of others. There is nothing wrong with this."

Guo Ziming shook his head. He really felt that he was in a very good mood at this time. He turned and returned to the antique shop. At least now, there is no need to watch Situ Kongming make money. What will happen next, or Is it possible for me to make money from the rounds laid down? I can only let it go.

Sun Mengyan is sitting in her office, listening to her little secretary reporting the general situation of the ghost market in the early morning. The most important point is of course how many people are picking up the leak. Not far away, Tang Miaomiao is sitting on the sofa, drinking slowly. With tea, she didn't sleep all night, but she didn't see a tired look on her face.

After listening to the report of the situation, Sun Mengyan waved the little secretary to leave the office, stood up and sat down on the sofa opposite Tang Miaomiao.

"Do you know how many people missed the ghost market in the early morning?"

As Sun Mengyan said, she poured herself a cup of hot tea. After drinking it, she felt much better. The intensity of work in the last few days has been a little bit heavy. After staying up all night, she still feels a little tired.

Tang Miaomiao shook his head, not knowing the specific number, the only thing that can be determined is that the number is very large.

"17!"

"The accurate data is 17!"

"Never thought that there would be so many people in the ghost market one day."

"This is really terrible! Or it is really shocking!"

Just now, Sun Mengyan heard the statistics of her little secretary and was stunned. She has been managing the antique market for several years. Basically, she hasn’t heard much about picking up and missing things. He often hears about things about punching, but now suddenly It is really jaw-dropping to come here for a while.