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So, he doesn't know Ye Chen!

The female receptionist of the gold shop came over curiously.

"Is this your courier?"

asked the female receptionist.

"Yes! Let me check first."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he opened the first express delivery.

As soon as I cut the tape on it with a razor blade, I saw a heavy thing fall out of it and landed on the ground with a dull sound.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank.

This is a gold-plated ancient pistol with ten rounds of ammunition beside it.

Xiaoli and her sisters had already entered the elevator, but at this moment, she suddenly reached out and blocked the elevator.

They are all gold diggers, and they can't move when they see gold.

"Gold antique?"

The female receptionist froze for a moment, and quickly squatted beside Ye Chen.

You know, what she was wearing today was a professional miniskirt, and after squatting down, it suddenly became faintly visible.

Ye Chen tried his best to move his eyes to the golden handgun, Xiaoli couldn't help it, and also squatted opposite Ye Chen.

Ye Chen hastened to see no evil.

"Are you sure it's not a mistake?"

Ye Chen was stunned.

He held the pistol in his hand and flicked it up and down, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

After a while, Ye Chen understood instantly.

This was not sent by the director team, but by Mr. Hanged himself from overseas.

It seems that this guy is indeed a rich man, and he also collects this kind of gold antiques.

"Are you gold-plated?"

At this moment, the female receptionist spoke.

"It seems so. If it's really pure gold, this pistol would be worth hundreds of thousands, right?"

Ye Chen sneered.

However, the female receptionist stretched out her hand.

"Can you lend me a look?"

"Take it, you."

Ye Chen was also very generous, and immediately handed over the golden pistol.

"Gold-plated indeed."

The female receptionist is a veteran in the gold shop, and she can tell if it is pure gold by touching it.

Xiaoli next to her suddenly looked disappointed.

I thought Ye Chen was a super rich second generation pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but I didn't expect it to be a gold-plated hanging silk.

"However, judging from the appearance of this handgun, it looks a bit like an antique hundreds of years ago. Regardless of the value of gold, the value of the antique alone is at least 50 yuan."

The next sentence of the female receptionist made Xiaoli's second daughter squat down again in an instant, and they looked at Ye Chen curiously.

I usually feel that Ye Chen is shy and introverted, doesn't talk much, has no good looks, and is actually an antique collector.

50 is a lot of money for a small anchor like them.

Xiaoli is a very realistic girl, she immediately decided to squeeze Ye Chen dry, no matter what method she uses.

"Sir, I didn't expect you to be so secretive!"

Xiao Li looked at Ye Chen with a smile.

"Uh,"

Ye Chen was speechless.

"Please, please help me unpack the other couriers."

Ye Chen said to the other couriers.

"Okay, we'll unpack it for you right away."

The courier boy realized that he had met a real rich man, and he was a low-key rich man, so his attitude suddenly became respectful.

The second courier was opened, and a box fell out of it, and the box hit the ground heavily.

"Hey hey!"

The courier boy jumped up and rubbed his toes with his hands.

Because the box landed squarely on his toe.

"Are you all right?"

Ye Chen asked.

"It's all right, sir, please hurry up and check it out. I'll put up two ok cloths in a while."

The courier boy said in pain.

Ye Chen nodded, and immediately opened the box.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Because, their eyes all turned golden.

I saw that in this half-meter-square box, there were all ingots of gold ingots, and each gold ingot was as big as a fist.

"This?"

Lily's eyes widened.

After all, she is also at the petty bourgeoisie level, so she has some knowledge.

Whether it was real gold or not, she could tell at a glance.

Ye Chen stretched out his hand, ready to gently pick up a piece of gold ingot.

However, under his strength, Jin Yuanbao remained motionless.

Because this thing is too heavy, although it is only the size of a fist, its density is very high, and most people can't hold it without two hands.

In desperation, Ye Chen could only use his strength. After all, his body has been strengthened several times, and his strength is the average person in the Yuan Dynasty!

He directly picked up a gold ingot with force.

Good guy, it weighs at least ten catties.

Ye Chen turned the gold ingot over again, and there were several small seal characters on it.

"Chongzhen official seal, 100 taels of gold."

"let me see."

The female receptionist of the gold store was not calm immediately, and their gold store often recycled some gold, so she was still very discerning.

"Take it, and help me identify the authenticity."

Ye Chen handed over the gold ingot with both hands.

The female receptionist straightened her body, and with all her strength, she finally took Xin Yuanbao over.

The heavy hand almost made her fall.

"This is really gold. Although the purity is not high, it is at least 90.00% nine."

The female receptionist said in surprise.

If she recycles this ingot of gold, based on the current gold price of 100 yuan per gram, the [-] taels of gold is equivalent to five kilograms.

Multiply five thousand by five hundred, that's a full 25 yuan!

Looking at this box again, there are actually more than 50 ingots of gold ingots, that is, fifty times 25, that is 250 million yuan.

Chapter 261 The Invitation of Three Beauties

God, this is an astronomical figure!

The female receptionist was stunned.

"Sir, do you want to convert them into cash? My lowest estimate is at least around 250 million. What does that mean? Even if you deposit it in the bank and calculate it at an annual rate of return of 3.65, your daily interest is, With 250 yuan, that’s more than 7000 yuan a month, and more than 40 yuan a year.”

said the female receptionist.

Xiao Li next to her immediately covered her mouth.

She herself tried her best to show off her figure in the live broadcast room and try her best to please her elder brother, but it only cost 5 yuan a month. Moreover, the elder brother was not available all the time, and sometimes his monthly income was less than 1 yuan.

That is to say, her annual income is about 30.

But people are dead compared to others, and goods are thrown away when compared to goods. She has worked hard for a year, and Ye Chen's interest for a year.

The most important thing is that even if Ye Chen lays flat at home every day, he can still receive more than 40 yuan in net profit a year. How does this compare?

Moreover, their career as an anchor belongs to Qingqinghu. Once they are no longer young, they can only be laid off and go to the factory to work on the assembly line. It looks like five or six thousand a month.

"So your name is Ye Chen, brother Ye Chen, my name is Xiao Li."

Xiaoli quickly reached out her hand to Ye Chen.

This is her natural reaction, as an anchor, it's like this, if you see a rich person, you have to post it yourself, otherwise, she can only eat soup in this line of work.

Facing such a hot beauty, Ye Chen had no resistance at all.

"Hello, my name is Ye Chen."