I'm afraid I can't hide my ability

Chapter 31

Hu Yan walked out of the stall with a smile on his face, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out two and handed one of them to the middle-aged man.

"Brother, smoke a cigarette first, let's chat slowly."

The middle-aged man looked puzzled, glanced at Hu Yan, hesitated, and took the cigarette: "What do you say?"

"of course."

Hu Yan pointed to his badge: "An appraiser at my level still has a little right to speak."

"Senior appraiser??"

Looking in the direction of Hu Yan's finger, the middle-aged man was taken aback. Although he didn't know the grades of appraisers in the pawn shop, when he was talking to Wang Quansheng just now, he saw that the other party was a senior appraiser. , this senior appraiser is still very good.

"Let's go inside and talk."

Hu Yan pointed to the negotiating room next to him. After all, smoking in the lobby is not good, and in Hu Yan's opinion, this is a big deal.

"Ah."

The middle-aged man nodded, carrying a wooden box and followed Hu Yan into the negotiation room.

Seeing this, Wang Quansheng in the stall frowned. He thought that nonsense should be very self-aware, and coming to a pawn shop is just a fool's day, but he never expected that this is still a master who likes to "show off". It is obviously a fake bottle, so there is no need to continue the chat.

"Old Wang, what's the situation with that kid, nonsense?"

Zhao Jingan approached Wang Quansheng and asked curiously.

"What else can happen, just pretend to understand if you don't understand." Wang Quansheng shook his head and sighed: "I thought he could live in peace and stability, but I didn't expect him to find something for me when he first came here. Alas, I have to go and watch point."

As Wang Quansheng said, he walked out of the stall helplessly.

Negotiation room.

At this moment, Hu Yan and the middle-aged man had already chatted.

The middle-aged man's name is Wang Yong, who is a native of Jiangcheng. According to him, his family was considered a famous family in Jiangcheng during the Republic of China. Zhi has been staying in Jiangcheng to develop, but it has become more and more miserable until his father's family no longer has any property, and opened a tavern to make ends meet.

And the porcelain vase he wants to pawn now is passed down from generation to generation, and it is said to be a priceless treasure, but now his wife is lying in the hospital, and all her savings have been spent on seeing a doctor, and he has borrowed hundreds of thousands. In order to treat his wife, he I had no choice but to take out this ancestral treasure.

When Wang Yong made a statement, Hu Yan looked at him silently while smoking a cigarette. From his expression and look, it can be seen that he is not lying. Of course, this is only one aspect of it. The most important thing is that Hu Yan has "cheats" When Wang Yong walked into the pawn shop, he saw his worth.

180 million.

For a native of Jiangcheng, this price is not high. After all, the housing prices in Jiangcheng are astonishing, and a house costs at least several million.

"Since you are a native of Jiangcheng, you should have a house in Jiangcheng, right?"

Hu Yan spit out a puff of smoke and asked.

"Well, there is a house, but it is a relocation house. At the beginning, our old house was demolished and divided into three houses. The three of us happened to have one house for each of us. But you know, the relocation house is worthless. I have already hung the house on the With an intermediary, it’s only worth more than 100 million.”

Wang Yong sighed depressingly.

"That's a little low indeed."

Hu Yan nodded sympathetically. It is basically difficult to apply for a house certificate for relocated houses. Therefore, the transfer of ownership is a big problem. If you want to trade, you can only go to the notary office to get notarized, but there are many variables in it. The risk is also great, so the price of relocation housing is often very low.

And after listening to Wang Yong's narration, Hu Yan can basically be sure that what he said is the truth, at least, what he said matches his social status very well.

The house is worth more than 100 million, minus hundreds of thousands of debts, it is 80.

As for the 100 million, it is in Wang Yong's hands.

That's right, it's the porcelain bottle he wants to sell——

box.

Just as Wang Quansheng judged, the porcelain bottle that Wang Yong took out was not worth much, but the box that could hold the porcelain bottle was worth millions!
"You two are chatting!"

At this time, Wang Quansheng walked into the negotiation room with two glasses of water, and put the glasses in front of the two of them with a smile.

"Master Wang, you didn't do this job!"

Although Hu Yan understood that Wang Quansheng just came in to "supervise" him for a reason, he still said politely.

"Little things, little things."

Wang Quansheng waved his hands indifferently, then pulled a chair and sat down, and asked, "How is the talk going?"

"This is not a chat."

Hu Yan shrugged, and then said to Wang Yong, "Brother Wang, are you going to take this bottle to death, or live?"

(End of this chapter)