At the age of ten, I was a professional prodigal and refused to accept it.

Upstairs, Guo Xiaotian let the managers of the bank into the master bedroom. He opened another door of the master bedroom and took out dozens of real estate certificates.

The real estate certificate is very large, 33 centimeters long and 22 centimeters wide, just like a 10-inch tablet.

Even an adult feels that the real estate certificate is very large.

Guo Xiaotian, who weighs less than 120 pounds, held these dozens of real estate certificates, which really exhausted him.

"I'll come, I'll come." The manager of the bank was even more excited when he saw dozens of real estate certificates.

Zhang Gong, the manager of the bank, is not a local. He has worked in the imperial capital for more than ten years. Even with a monthly salary of [-] yuan, he can only rent a house.

So when he saw that Guo Xiaotian, a ten-year-old child, had dozens of real estate certificates for old houses, his mouth was almost drooling.

He really wants to have a suite of his own.

The moment he got the real estate certificate, the bank manager's excited hands began to tremble.

Slowly opened the real estate certificate and looked at it seriously, as if it was his own.

Pick up another book, it also has Guo Xiaotian's name on it.

That is to say, the old house built on the whole land belongs to Guo Xiaotian.

"These real estate certificates, we will put them in the safe immediately." Zhang Gong, the manager of the bank, said while holding the real estate certificates.

Taking photos and stubs are all carried out in the villa.

"Thank you." Guo Xiaotian said.

"No, no, it's not hard work." The manager of the bank said shyly, "We should thank you."

"We thank you for letting us serve you."

Banks always put a long line to catch big fish like this. As long as the service is good today, big customers will come to their door tomorrow.

I served Guo Xiaotian today, and if Guo Xiaotian made money tomorrow, he would definitely give priority to their bank.

When Guo Xiao went downstairs, Wang Hanlin and others just carried the last antique into the car.

"Finished?" Guo Xiaotian looked at the side, and the antiques he placed were gone.

"The last one." Wang Hanlin wiped his sweat: These things are really heavy. "

"Some things weigh tens of catties, and I found someone to fix them at the beginning." Guo Xiaotian said.

The two chatted and shook hands.

"If you still have antiques in the future, remember to call my cell phone." Wang Hanlin said before leaving.

"I know." Guo Xiaotian replied: "In the world of antiques, I believe you are number one."

After sending Wang Hanlin away, Guo Xiaotian chatted with Zhang Gong, the manager of the bank, and declined his request to let Guo Xiaotian go to the bank.

After finishing everything, Guo Xiaotian collapsed on the sofa exhausted.

"When I have a chance, I will definitely arrange everything for others." Guo Xiaotian was paralyzed for half an hour, and opened Weibo to check.

The trending searches on Weibo these days are all very common things, such as which celebrity ate KFC, which celebrity broke up, etc. Guo Xiaotian is not interested in these things at all.

Looking through the followers, Guo Xiaotian saw that Wang Hanlin and the others placed antique scarves.

'Isn't this the batch you took from home? ' Guo Xiaotian thought after seeing the photo. 'They're pretty fast. '

These antiques have been placed in the museum by them, probably because they want to make money back as soon as possible.

However, Guo Xiaotian reckons that he won't be able to make money back in a few years, after all, few people go to museums these days.

Looking at the comment area, there are already thousands of people commenting.

Just like what Guo Xiaotian thought, other people's official microblogs have tens of thousands of comments at least, and millions of comments at most.

As for the Weibo comment area on the museum side, there are only a few thousand people, and they are the ones who make repeated speeches.

Such a little attention is really miserable.

Guo Xiaotian thought for a while, forwarded their Weibo, and then commented: "I have time to visit another day."

His Weibo has nearly 1000 million fans, so within 10 minutes after he posted a Weibo, tens of thousands of people participated, and more and more people followed.

"How did Xiaotian start paying attention to museums? Isn't he in finance?"

"Who said that a financial person can't pay attention to other things? Besides, the reason why he pays attention to museums is because he sold all the antiques in his hand to museums."

"Oh yes, I almost forgot, he dug up a bunch of antiques in the old house before, which alarmed the museum."

"So how much did these antiques sell for?" This sentence was followed by a drooling emoji.

"I went next door to check, it's [-] million, and there's a screenshot of the transfer." Someone replied.

"How much? One hundred million? Damn, is this money so easy to earn?"

"I'm so envious, [-] million, I can't earn it in eight lifetimes."

Ordinary netizens are envious of Guo Xiaotian's luck, and some bad self-media see Guo Xiaotian making money again, so they become jealous.

Some people are like this, when their own luck is bad, they think that others are lucky, so it shouldn't be.

Someone was typing on Weibo.

"I don't know what's wrong with the current social atmosphere? A ten-year-old kid just follows capitalists' eye for money all day long, without even thinking about his academic performance." A self-media editor went on to sneer at the museum: "Your museum That’s right, obviously you can take away the antiques in Guo Xiaotian’s hands without spending a penny, but if you have to spend [-] million to buy them, is this how our taxpayers’ money is used?”

Bad self-media posted this Weibo, complacent.

In his eyes, the remarks he made not only allowed him to stand on the commanding heights of morality, but also resonated with ordinary people.

Sure enough, his Weibo quickly resonated with many people who were not determined.

"I am a financial retail investor who has been searched by capitalists, and capitalists will give the green light sooner or later."

"A ten-year-old child should really work hard on his studies, instead of just knowing about money and money. Money can be earned sooner or later, and learning is the most important thing."

"Although Guo Xiaotian is the number one student in the college entrance examination, he has never been to college after all, so his academic performance will definitely plummet."

"I see, Guo Xiaotian probably has poor academic performance, so he can only make money from other sources, so as not to become waste in the future, hahaha."

"Spend [-] million to buy antiques? I don't know who came up with the idea, I suggest looking it up."

"Not only check myself, but also check whether those antiques are fakes. I always feel that there is something wrong with them."

The bib has been quarreled by bad self-media.

Guo Xiaotian posted on Weibo to see where the antiques were. By the way, he got in touch with the museum and the archaeological team to learn how to correctly recognize antiques and fakes.

Unexpectedly, posting a Weibo, in addition to attracting a large number of fans, there are also a lot of black fans.

But how did he know, let alone 100 million, even if the other party had [-] million more, Guo Xiaotian would not sell it.

Who made the other party want to sell the old house for less than [-] million yuan.