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Chapter 175 The Old Man With Thirty Thousand Cash in His Arms
Qin Fei was thinking that he signed a contract with Lao Sun at seven o'clock, and he was a little rushed to go to Qin Sangui's house at nine o'clock, but it would be better at noon.

As for going with Liu Yuling, forget it.

Qin Fei didn't think much about Tan Sangui's proposal to let Liu Yuling go with him. He just thought that Tan Sangui still thought Liu Yuling was easy to talk to.

Last night, Tan Ruohai and his wife slept late, and when Qin Fei got up, both of them hadn't woken up yet, so Qin Fei tried to move as lightly as possible, simply ate something and went out directly.

Lao Sun didn't have any bad intentions. The two met at the agreed time and finalized the details of the contract. Tan Fei had a clairvoyant eye, which was like a piercing eye. He had specifically looked at the items in the store before, and this time he scanned them again, and it was clear. Just fine.

Within an hour, the contract between the two was signed.

Tan Fei had planned these things for a long time, and when he came to sign the contract, the person who painted the facade would also arrive.

After Qin Fei finished transferring the account, Old Sun walked out of the door. He looked back and saw workers climbing up to the door to clean dust and paint. His nose couldn't help but feel sore and he sighed.

People who are nostalgic are all about friendship, besides, Qin Fei understands very well that the shop that Lao Sun has guarded for decades belongs to someone else, and he must feel uncomfortable.

Qin Fei also wanted to ease Lao Sun's psychological mood, so he smiled and stepped out of the door and joked: "You have 400 million in your hand now. If you don't have big requirements, it will be enough to support you in retirement, and you will still be a small rich man."

Old Sun sighed again: "Do you think it's so easy to maintain this store? I've already paid various accounts in various banks. It's not bad that these two thousand four million are enough to pay off all accounts."

Qin Fei thinks about it too. It is really not easy to maintain such a big store in Lao Sun's state, so he doesn't know how to comfort people.

Fortunately, Lao Sun was not a pessimist. He patted Qin Fei on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, little brother. If there is any news about my son in the future, please inform me. I will definitely thank you very much."

After speaking, he waved at Qin Fei and left.

When Qin Fei looked away from the old grandson's back, he caught a glimpse of a disheveled beggar who was sitting at the corner of his shop wall, with a bowl in front of him and a howling wolf and an inkstone.

What a coincidence, Tao Dayong.

Tao Dayong also happened to look over, rolled his eyes, and quickly turned his face away.

At this moment, a thin old man was squatting opposite Tao Dayong.

If Tao Dayong hadn't covered it up like this, Qin Fei wouldn't have thought that something was wrong. The more evasive he was, the more he would have caught Qin Fei's attention.

When Qin Fei pretended to be walking into the store, he made a detour to Tao Dayong and pricked up his ears.

Tao Dayong pulled the things in front of him: "Let's go over there and talk."

The old man opposite him was a little anxious: "Don't leave. Is this an antique? You can give me a price. If it suits me, I will take it away."

At first glance, the old man was not an ordinary old man. He had sunken cheeks, but his eyes were piercing. He was really intimidating, and he had the aura that if you don't explain it clearly, I won't buy it.

No matter in terms of orientation or momentum, Tan Fei felt a familiar breath coming towards him.

But for a while I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

Tao Dayong was also stunned for a moment. He looked at the old man, and then gave Qin Fei a blank look. He simply couldn't see or worry, and turned around, leaving his back to Qin Fei.

Then I said to the old man: "You are not a layman anymore, why is it not true? Can't you see the famous Tang Duanyan? You just met me, an old beggar who regards money as something outside of him, or You'll be tricked again."

The old man had a bookish air about him, and Tao Dayong couldn't help believing what Tao Dayong said: "Tang Duan inkstone is one of the four famous inkstones. Of course I have heard of it. How much do you sell it for?"

"Look, I know that you are a good person. Antiques are valuable, but they have no cost. I don't care about glory and wealth. This ancestral thing only sells for 120 million." Tao Dayong said.

Qin Fei guessed that Tao Dayong must have paved the way for a lot of his "family history" before he came out, and he was talking about his way of living outside the world.

That's why the old man believed that a beggar had antiques in his home.

Qin Fei sighed in his heart, not convinced.

He was thinking about his own affairs in his mind, and he didn't intend to meddle in such nosy matters.

Thinking so in his heart, Qin Fei quickened his pace, ready to go back to Yuzhai.

But when he raised his foot and was about to step into the threshold, the old man squatting opposite Tao Dayong suddenly shook out a string of beads from his sleeve and began to twist them in his hands.

It was a string of bodhi bracelets.

Qin Fei subconsciously retracted the foot that had already stepped in.

Because he knew that Bodhi bracelet. It was the first time he met Mayor Sun at Ren'an Hospital. The bracelet that Mayor Sun asked him to look at was made in the middle of the Tang Dynasty and was known as the best monk in the world. bodhi bracelet.

Qin Fei looked at the old man again.

He didn't pay attention to it just now, but now with the bracelet as an introduction, Qin Fei suddenly realized where the strong familiar atmosphere came from, and the eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as those of Chief Sun.

The facial features of Mayor Sun seemed to have been peeled off from the old man's face and then given a facelift.

Since he is the father of Mayor Sun, there is absolutely no reason for Qin Fei to ignore him.

Furthermore, if Chief Mayor Sun finds out in the future that his father was cheated next to his antique shop, Qin Fei can't justify this matter.

Qin Fei stopped in his tracks.

Mayor Sun's father was all focused on the inkstone and did not notice Qin Fei at all. However, Mayor Sun's father was not a three-year-old child. No matter how fancy Tao Dayong said, no matter how much he liked this thing, more than 100 million was not enough. The strong wind was blowing, so he couldn't be careless.

City Chief Sun's father twirled the bracelet, pondered for a while before saying, "Can I ask a friend to come over and take a look for me?"

Tao Dayong bearded: "You question my character, I will not sell you."

After speaking, he grabbed the things on the ground and left.

Tao Dayong was able to make a living, and drive a sports car to bluff and deceive, he must have two brushes.

Seeing people's ability to order dishes is first-class, he can figure out the heart of the person opposite, he must take things like "character" very seriously, and he really likes this thing.

Sure enough, this provocative method immediately worked, and Mayor Sun's father quickly stopped Tao Dayong: "120 million is a large amount for me, and I'm right to be cautious. Don't be so stingy, we two Do some more research."

Tao Dayong gave a childish "hum", and he had the upper hand in terms of momentum, but now he also wanted to make a quick decision: "Then you pay a deposit of [-] yuan first."

Mayor Sun's father was a little hesitant. He was looking for the phone in his pocket, wanting to make a call and ask.

But as soon as the signs appeared, Tao Dayong grabbed the bag he picked up and was about to leave.

City Chief Sun's father said quickly, "All right, all right, I'll pay the deposit first."

Qin Fei thought that if he called Mayor Sun right now, he should have time to stop him. Who knew that just as he picked up the phone, he saw Mayor Sun's father take out three stacks of bright red RMB from his arms.

"It's also fate, my uncle just gave me 3 yuan yesterday, and I'm about to save it.

(End of this chapter)