Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 31 A compromise strategy
The strange man was about to walk out of Hengxing Antique Store angrily with the box in hand, when someone behind him said: "45, Hengxing took it."

He immediately withdrew his left foot, which was about to step out of the store, and moved his right foot a few times on the tiled floor with his standing right leg as the axis, and then turned his whole body around.

His eyes showed the joy after despair.

However, after seeing clearly that the person who said "45, Hengxing took it" was the young master behind the counter, the joy in his eyes was replaced by doubt.

"Little master, are you in charge?"

the strange man asked Shen Yunfeng, who was standing at the counter.

"Okay!" Shen Yunfeng nodded to the strange man, then looked at Song Yijiang whose face was covered with black mist, smiled lightly, and said, "Master Song, if you have no objection, I will accept the authentic painting of Leng Mei just now." The mastermind received 45."

"Shen Yunfeng, you..." Song Yijiang's voice changed obviously, he stared at his eyes and suppressed his anger and said, "Do you know what you are doing, 45, hehe, I think you are going to dig a big hole for Boss Liang before you leave Bar!"

Song Zhong was standing aside with a teacup in his hand. If he hadn't been concerned about the presence of customers in the shop at this moment, he would have rushed to help his second uncle, Shen Yunfeng, who was making his own decisions.

"Master Song, let me emphasize again, don't use what I said before to judge my current thoughts." Shen Yunfeng had a faint and disdainful smile on his face, "Also, I know exactly what I am doing now, I Shen Yunfeng is bidding for this customer as an appraiser of Hengxing Antique Store."

The strange man was confused, holding the box, looking at Song Yijiang and then at Shen Yunfeng, not sure for a while, since there are two appraisers, which appraiser in Hengxing Antique Store has the final say.

Of course, as a seller, he naturally hoped that the young master Shen Yunfeng would have the final say. In comparison, it was a full 15 more.

Although the 45 bid only reached the price that his father expected, but after comparison, Hengxing Shen Yunfeng's bid was relatively honest.

"Well, since you insist on asking for 45 yuan to buy this gentleman's ancient painting, I have nothing to say." Song Yijiang smiled coldly, "Song Zhong, go and invite Miss Pingru to come over and ask her to make a decision." Decide, to buy or not to buy.”

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands to the strange man, and said with an apologetic expression: "I made you laugh, our little boss is here today, please wait a moment."

The strange man said "hmm", looked at Song Yijiang for a long time, nodded towards Shen Yunfeng, went over and sat down.

"Okay!" Song Zhong agreed, curled his lips at Shen Yunfeng, and with an expression of "Your boy is dead", he was about to go to the quiet room to call Liang Bingru.

"I heard everything." Liang Bingru walked over slowly, first smiled and nodded at the strange man sitting, then glanced at Song Yijiang, and finally, took a deep look at Shen Yunfeng.

"Logically speaking, as a buyer, I naturally hope that the price is as low as possible," Liang Binru said with a smile. "I won't look at the paintings. To be honest, I don't understand them very well now. Now since the two people in the store An appraiser has a disagreement about the price of your ancient painting. If I insist on Master Song's 30 yuan, you will definitely take the painting and leave immediately. But if I agree to Master Shen's 45 yuan quotation, you will definitely think that I am a little person. Isn’t the boss a bit stupid, why do you turn your elbows outward?”

Speaking of this, Liang Bingru laughed. Her gentle voice and exquisite attire added a bit of bright color to the awkward atmosphere of the antique shop.

Liang Bingru looked at the strange man, "How about this, I will offer 40 yuan to buy your painting, what do you think?"

When Liang Bingru said this, Song Yijiang and Shen Yunfeng felt a little unbelievable at the same time, and soon, both of them felt that their faces began to feel hot.

As an appraiser hired by Hengxing Antique Store, it is really embarrassing to almost yell because of differences in front of outsiders.

Liang Bingru came up with a compromise method to save Hengxing's face.

The strange man took a few glances at Liang Bingru, then slowly stood up, glanced at Song Yijiang and Shen Yunfeng who looked embarrassed, and said to Liang Bingru, "If it wasn't because the family was in urgent need of money, you wouldn't have seen this authentic painting of Leng Bingru at all. "

Slowly stroking the box on the table with his fingers, he looked up at Liang Bingru, "45, not a lot."

"I understand your feelings," Liang Bingru nodded, "I really want to help you, but unfortunately, Hengxing can offer up to 40 yuan."

Hearing what Liang Bingru said, the strange man couldn't help but sighed again, got up and walked towards the door with the box.

Before going out, he took a look at Shen Yunfeng, squeezed out a smile and said, "Master Shen, right? In business, I still want to thank you."

"You wait first." Shen Yunfeng raised his hand to stop the strange man, walked out of the counter in a few steps, stood next to Liang Bingru and said, "Miss, I will take 50000, and the store offers 40. Accept this ancient painting."

"Speaking is better than singing." On the side, Song Zhong sneered, and said in his heart, "Don't think that you are an appraiser now, but the increased salary will only be available next month. Your boy is now the same as your Grandpa Song. 2000 yuan.”

"Master Shen, 50000 is not a small number." Song Yijiang saw doubts on Liang Bingru's face, and pretended to persuade Shen Yunfeng without losing the opportunity, "Although you and I are appraisers, it is still difficult to make up this number at once. Besides , you have just been promoted to be an appraiser by your boss, and you haven't received your salary yet."

"I know that my pocket is cleaner than this face." Shen Yunfeng laughed at himself, "Miss, this gentleman, wait for me to make a call, and promise to collect 1 yuan within one minute."

Liang Bingru frowned and nodded.

There was a faint mist in the eyes of the strange man.For a moment, I couldn't help but open my mouth and say, "40 yuan, I'll buy it for you." But when I thought of my old mother lying in the hospital bed suffering from illness, I swallowed these words again.

He wants to wait.

"Fatty Yuan, transfer 50000 yuan to me right away, it's urgent." Shen Yunfeng dialed Yuan Dongliang's number in front of everyone.

Seeing Song Zhong's mocking eyes, he pressed the hands-free button.

"Oh, Brother Feng, we both have a good understanding." There was a burst of hearty laughter on the phone, "I just said I wanted to call you, and you're here right now. That one jade."

"Let's talk about it later, now, 50000 yuan, turn it over. It's not convenient now, so we can talk about it later."

Shen Yunfeng interrupted Yuan Dongliang.

"Ah? Okay, immediately for half a minute, hang up!"

In the silent antique shop, there was a beeping sound immediately after the phone was hung up.

Ten minutes later, the strange man took Shen Yunfeng's hand and walked out of Hengxing Antique Store. The two stood at the door, talked for a while, and the strange man left.

Shen Yunfeng watched the man walk away, then turned and walked into the shop.At this moment, without looking up, he could guess the expressions of Liang Bingru, Song Yijiang and Song Zhong looking at him.

"Master Song, Master Shen, things like today can't happen again." Liang Bingru spoke slowly, breaking the silence.

Shen Yunfeng and Song Yijiang nodded at the same time.

Today, it is true that they did something wrong. Even if there is a gap, they cannot let the internal conflicts intensify in front of the guests and expose them to outsiders.

"Then, please tell me, two masters, why you quoted different prices." Liang Bingru raised his hand to open the box, and pointed to the cold painting, "You can tell me why the same painting produces 15 Ten thousand difference?"

(End of this chapter)