I'm the big president

"Dear fiancee, I invite you to attend the party at Lance Manor on time at eight o'clock tonight. I will be very sad if you don't come."

A lazy male voice came out of the microphone. On the surface, it seemed to be inviting, but there was a hint of threat in the tone.

Christina said coldly: "I don't have time to go to any parties. Now I officially challenge you to bring your teacher with me in a week. I'll see you on the ring." drive.

Qin Yang smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "Actually, there is no need to make an appointment next week. I am always ready for a fight."

Christina glanced at him and said with a smile: "I know you are fine. The purpose of challenging Lance is to dissolve the engagement. I need to do some preparations in advance. I will take care of these things. What you have to consider now is this week. Where are you going to visit, do you want me to make a travel plan for you?" In fact, she has already contacted the venue and referees in advance, because she still needs to contact several friends from newspapers and media when it comes to the issue of breaking the engagement. Do some warm-up before the formal challenge, lest someone go back on their word.

Qin Yang said with a smile: "We will talk about the travel plan tomorrow. I heard that the flea market on the first weekend of every month is very interesting. We can go shopping!"

Christina smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I know that a lucky guy found a real antique from a flea market last month, worth millions of dollars. The flea market is a place where miracles often occur."

Qin Yang raised his chin a little bit, and pretended to be arrogant and said: "You don't know it, I have a nickname, the little prince!"

"Pick up the little prince?"

Christina snorted and parked the car on the side of the road, turned her head and stared at him for a few seconds with monster-like eyes, laughing profusely.

……

The Amsterdam flea market is the largest flea market in Europe. As Qin Yang knows, it is only open on the first weekend of each month. There are a wide variety of goods, including new and old antiques, African wood carvings, gypsy dresses, and old records. , gramophones, watches, old furniture, antiques, antique pieces, gold and silverware, books, calligraphy and paintings... only you can't think of anything you can't buy. In short, there are large and small commodities from all over the world. Amoy can find real treasure.

The charm of the flea market lies in the fun of Taobao. Although most of the goods sold here are second-hand goods, second-hand goods have the advantages of second-hand goods, which are cheap and affordable. For those in need, these second-hand goods are exactly what they need in their lives. Needed things, if one day they are no longer needed, they can be sold at a stall, and given to those in need, it can be regarded as making the best use of them.

Qin Yang came here purely because of the reputation. He had done some homework before coming to the Netherlands. The flea market in Amsterdam is a good place not to be missed. There are all kinds of goods here, even if you don’t buy it, it’s a good choice to browse around.

Christina seldom comes to the flea market, because it is a waste of time for her to go shopping here. If she is short of something, she can just go and buy it. Since the little prince wants to visit the flea market, she is happy to accompany her.

Qin Yang looked east and west, and occasionally picked up one or two things to inquire about the price and then put them down. After shopping for more than half an hour, he didn't buy a single thing.

"How much is this old vase?"

Qin Yang reached out and picked up a celadon plum vase from a booth. The vase should be quite old, and the whole body was cracked, which should be something from Huaxia.

The stall owner was a bald, fat man with two shiny black mustaches on his lips. He smiled when he heard Qin Yang asking the price: "This bottle is an antique, and it only costs one thousand dollars!"

Qin Yang put down the bottle with a smile, and said, "If it's a vase, I can still bring it back to China. It's fine as an antique. I don't want to get into trouble." Can't see any old gray, it should be a modern imitation.

The fat stall owner smiled mysteriously and said, "Actually, I still have two good things. If you buy them, you can bring them back as handicrafts."

Qin Yang smiled faintly, shook his head and walked forward.

Christina raised her hand and pointed to the front, said with a smile: "It's vague, there is a painting tube in front, do you want to try your luck?"

"Open the painting tube? How to open it?"

Qin Yang looked in the direction of her finger, and there were many people around a booth about ten meters ahead, who didn't know what they were doing?
Christina explained: "It's just some old paintings sealed in kraft paper. Most of them are worthless things. There may also be paintings by famous artists. This is purely luck."

Qin Yang frowned, and asked: "This kind of kraft paper tube can be fake, and we have a lot in our country." As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd in front cheered, and he quickly walked over.

The stall surrounded by the crowd was not big. The stall owner was a middle-aged man with long hair, fair skin, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Both ends of the paper tube were tightly sealed, and something similar to a seal was attached to the body of the tube, with the words and date of a certain museum written on it.

A little old man with a wrinkled face was holding a kraft paper tube in his arms, and he seemed to be muttering something in his mouth. Qin Yang was a little far away, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hear half of it clearly.

Christina casually asked a young man who was watching, and then leaned over to Qin Yang and said, "Did you see the little old man holding the paper tube? Just now, he bought a pair of Van Gogh's for ten euros. painting……"

"Van Gogh?" Qin Yang took a closer look at the paper tube in the little old man's arms, and said in a low voice, "Really, isn't this old man hired by the stall owner?"

Christina said, "I don't know about that."

Qin Yang smiled lightly, and said, "It's very simple, I just take the painting over and have a look." After speaking, he turned his head back and let out a soft shout, Ka!Mind synchronously recite silently, for 10 minutes...close your eyes.

10 minutes is not too long, more than enough to cut a Hu.

Time flies back, and the screen flashes suddenly.

The time went back to 10 minutes ago, Qin Yang opened his eyes, he and Christina were wandering in the flea market with their wrists on, suddenly, he quickened his pace, and walked directly over the booth selling bottles to the booth selling paper tube paintings.

The long-haired man was very enthusiastic when he saw that the business came to the door. He reached out and picked up a paper tube and held it in front of Qin Yang: "This is a painting in the museum. It only costs ten euros a pair. If you are lucky enough, you may find works by famous artists there. oh!"