God Level Golden Eye

"Oh??"

"What are you talking about?"

"Humph!"

"This is not the first time he has invited me to dinner!"

"The toad wants to eat swan meat too!"

"Don't pee, take a look at what you are!"

Tang Miaomiao waved and shook his head.

Song Yun looked at Tang Miaomiao seriously and found that she had a face of disdain, and she was clearly telling the truth.

"what?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I think Fang Xiong looks good, at least he is a handsome guy. His grandfather Fang Jun is an authority in our circle. The conditions should be good, right?"

Song Yun was very puzzled and continued to gossip.

"It looks good, but so what?"

"Of course the conditions at home are fine!"

"Fang Jun gave birth to a son in his entire life, and his son gave birth to a grandson. There are really a lot of antiques collected over the past few decades, especially when Fang Jun played antiques collection early. Good thing, someone said, I have been able to go in and visit Fang Bao's treasure house. The contents in it add up to no less than 2 billion, but what about this?"

"All this can't hold back Fang Xiong is a straw bag!"

"Besides, what does two billion count?"

"My mother, I won't be able to earn it in a few years."

Tang Miaomiao looked disdainful and at the same time full of confidence.

Song Yun now understood what was going on. It proved that Fang Xiong’s appraisal skills were in a mess. Tang Miaomiao didn’t like it at all. Money is definitely not an important thing to Tang Miaomiao, playing antiques. Yes, especially for people like her who are already well-known, it is really not too difficult to make money. This can be seen from yourself, as long as you pick up a few omissions, one hundred million When he got it, although Tang Miaomiao didn't have the ability like himself, he had the ability to look at it and made a lot of money. It was not a problem at all, and there was no need to worry about Fang Jun's wealth.

Song Yun had no gossip thoughts, and now this situation may not seem to be at all.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao found a place to eat, and returned to Zhenbao Pavilion after eating.

Tang Miaomiao transferred 90 million to Song Yun, which was the money for buying the Fenqing Dazun and two large yellow famille rose bottles.

Tang Miaomiao sighed very much. The Fenqing Dazun and the two yellow famille rose bottles were bought by others in one day and earned more than 10 million. This is really a huge sum of money, and it is very good. Earning, but comparing others is really maddening. The money he earns is compared with Song Yun, and he suddenly feels unhappy. Song Yun is doing business without capital. He goes home and goes to the market. After shopping around, 90 million can be obtained, even if it is white powder, it can't be as fast as this money.

"The ancient book hasn't been sold yet. First press that thing, find a suitable opportunity to find a suitable buyer and then sell it, so that the price is relatively high."

"Also, those dozen plates, don't worry, I put them in the store, and release one every three to five months, so that I can sell them at a good price."

Tang Miaomiao explained the situation of the remaining antiques.

Song Yun didn't have any different meanings. When it comes to doing business, especially the antique business, Tang Miaomiao is the real expert, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with her making arrangements.

Song Yun stayed in the Treasure Pavilion all afternoon. He and Tang Miaomiao carefully studied the information provided by Gong Yangqiu.

Tang Miaomiao and Gong Yangqiu are best friends, and they know exactly which antiques they want to get at the auction this time, and she circled them all.

Song Ming was surprised to find that the antiques that Gong Yangqiu wanted to photograph were all relatively expensive.

"All these antiques have to be photographed?"

Song Yun rubbed his brow vigorously, his face very solemn.

In the information provided by Gong Yangqiu, all the antiques that he wants to shoot have an appraised price or a market price, which is roughly calculated to be more than 10 billion and close to 20 billion. The price may rise sharply due to fierce competition. If this factor is taken into account, the total of these antiques that Gong Lanqiu wants to take is estimated to be at least 40 billion. This is really an astronomy. digital.

Tang Miaomiao nodded, that's what Gong Yangqiu thought.

"These antiques are very representative in the history of China. A large part of it. In our country, I am a private collection or a related department museum. I have no collection. As long as I have the opportunity, even if the price is relatively high, I must have it. Take it down."

"What we have to do is to make sure that these antiques are all real!"

The expression on Tang Miaomiao's face was very serious.

Song Yun didn't speak, but he looked at the information more seriously.

Early the next morning, Song Yun took his luggage and went straight to the airport. After meeting with Gong Yangqiu and the others, he boarded the plane and the destination was Xiangjiang.

What Song Yun didn't expect was that Gong Yangqiu was with someone he knew very well, and that was Pan Sichen.

Song Yun really wondered how this classmate he had confessed would appear next to Gong Yangqiu.

Pan Sichen saw Song Yun, did not speak, just nodded, and then followed Gong Yangqiu like a stranger.

Monk Song Yun's Second Zhang was puzzled, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, but this situation is definitely not suitable for asking, he can only look for opportunities after the meeting.

After Fang Xiong got on the plane, he tried every means to sit with Tang Miaomiao, but Tang Miaomiao was obviously prepared for this and lived with Song Yun from the beginning.

Seeing this, Fang Xiong found an opportunity to tell Song Yun that he would change his position.

Song Yun was not a fool. He knew that Tang Miaomiao would definitely look down on Fang Xiong and would never agree to it. After refusing it, he became Fang Xiong's thorny eye and even was threatened.

Song Yun didn't care at all. After graduating from high school, he wandered all over the society. He hadn't seen anything or anyone. The flowers in the greenhouse like Fang Xiong were vulnerable.

Ninghua City is not far from Xiangjiang, it will be there in a few hours.

Gongyang Qiu had already arranged everything. As soon as he left the airport, he drove directly to the five-star hotel, with one room per person. The arrangements were very good.