Collecting rags and leaks live broadcast, making huge profit of 100,000 times at the beginning

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was also driven by Wang Heng's words.

At this time, the number of online viewers had reached more than seven hundred, and they were all taken aback by Wang Heng's words.

"A fan for a suite here for us, it's too exaggerated

!" "It's a real hammer, Mr. Wang is here to rob money!" "Mr. Wang

, that girl is good, don't forget to rob it by the way, haha!"

"Make a wish to go to the temple...... Hahaha, no, XSWL

!""Is the anchor going to sell this fan?I've just come, please tell me, what kind of fan can be

worth a million?"It's only a million? I want Wang Duoyu, blind pig, money!" The

fancy ridicule of the sailors did not shake Wang Heng's asking price, since this fan was not repaired, the system gave a maximum estimate of 980,000 yuan, how could it be only worth 10,000 yuan!

A few minutes later, an old man with the same gray hair walked into the store, and as soon as he entered the door, he asked emotionally: "Where is Master

Mei's fan?" This person is the owner of Jing Anzhai next door, and he is also in the antique business, but he is very interested in all kinds of cultural toys, and when he learned on the phone that someone wanted to sell Mei Lanfang's folding fan, he immediately rushed over.

Old Man Zhang gestured with his eyes: "It's this little brother, Boss Zhao, you give me the palm of your hand."

Zhao Changbin was about to reach out to take it, but suddenly stopped, and proposed like a smiling tiger: "Little brother, can you put this fan on the table and let me carefully identify it?"

Whether it is a literary toy or an antique, there is an unwritten rule in the industry, before the transaction, you can try not to touch it, in case you accidentally don't hold it steady and fall on the ground and break it, it will be a bad dish.

At least it will be a false sum, or it will be a lawsuit, and it will be impossible to distinguish whose responsibility is for several months.

Wang Heng was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was afraid of being falsely accused, so he smiled and unfolded the fan and put it on the table, "Please ask the old gentleman to identify it."

Only then did Zhao Changbin take out a folding magnifying glass with copper edges, hunched over and looked at it carefully.

After reading it, he suddenly knew what to expect, and introduced it to everyone: "This fan is amazing, it is a gift from Mr. Mei to a close friend in the early years, the painting on the mountain was painted by him, and this seal is also his personal seal, good things, good things!"

Hearing this, Zhang Liangying and her grandfather were stunned, and the real estate boss Liang Fuquan hurriedly asked: "Boss Zhao, how much is this fan worth?"

Zhao Changbin put away the magnifying glass and said with a smile: "How can there be any fixed price for this kind of literary play, it's hard to buy it for a thousand dollars, I like it, little brother, how about giving me 300,000 yuan?"

Wang Heng immediately glared: "Old man, what kind of international joke are you making, people pay 300,000 yuan, you only give 10,000 yuan, why should I sell it to you? The highest bidder doesn't understand?"

Old man Zhang was not angry, and immediately changed his words: "Just now I didn't understand the price quoted indiscriminately, since Brother Zhao's appraisal is true, then I will pay 350,000!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Changbin said with a straight face: "400,000!".

He understands the value of this fan better than Mr. Zhang, and if it is sent to the auction, at least 500,000 yuan will be the foundation, and the final transaction price can even be doubled or tripled on this basis!

After all, there are many old guys who have lived from that era to the present, especially some retired bigwigs, as well as elderly entrepreneurs, company CEOs, and so on.

No matter how bad it is, there are still the only remaining old-timers in Liyuan, who spent 1.8 million yuan to buy Mr. Mei's

fan, and it is not a problem at all! Listening to the quotations of the two bosses, all the sailors in the live broadcast room were frightened by 100,000 points

! "the groove, the groove! Really let Mr. Wang pick up the leak successfully? If I remember correctly, he only spent 100 yuan, right?" "What 100

yuan, that's the price of the transmitter, this fan is worth 10 yuan at most!"

"Such a broken fan, can it be sold for 480,000 yuan? Those two old men are actors invited by the anchor, right

?" "Anchor, don't sell it, sell it to me for 600,000 yuan, I'll be there in three hours!" Seeing

that someone in the live broadcast room actually made an offer, Wang Heng was instantly happy, and immediately said to the screen: "Don't tease me, okay? If you really want it, please give a deposit first, otherwise let me wait for a few hours, what if you don't come?"

Then he said to Mr. Zhang and Zhao Changbin: "The old iron in my live broadcast room has reached sixty-five...... 880,000, do you want to add more?"

The two old men were all stunned for a moment.

Zhang Liangying explained beside her: "Grandpa, Grandpa Zhao, he's starting a live broadcast, the quotations of those netizens can't be believed, who can't shout empty, they can shout tens of billions in a while." "

The number of online viewers in the live broadcast room has reached 2,090, and the people who are coaxing have grabbed a lot of them, and someone has quoted 50 trillion as early as just now.

Wang Heng smiled nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter how much they report, I won't sell this fan if it's less than one million!" Unexpectedly

, as soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Liang, who was wearing a gray suit, waved his hand and said: "This is a million check, I want this fan from you!"

Wang Heng looked at the check in his hand and didn't dare to take it at all, because he was not familiar with this thing, he had only seen it in film and television dramas, what if it was a blank check.

So he smiled and said, "This boss, can you transfer money directly? I won't use this thing."

Liang Fuquan was stunned for a moment, and immediately took out his mobile phone: "Send me your account, and I will transfer the money to you immediately!"

Old Man Zhang and Zhao Changbin, who were still scrambling just now, were silent at this time.

It's not that you can't get a million, but the price ceiling of this thing is only that, and buying at a high price is not in line with the style of businessmen.

In the live broadcast room, someone offered a sky-high price of two million or three million, but Wang Heng didn't dare to believe them, it was better to exchange it for one million cash directly according to the price evaluated by the system.

After a while, he received a text message from the bank.

Looking at the series of zeros on the mobile phone screen, Wang Heng was so excited that he almost boiled his throat.

One million! A whole million

! It hasn't opened for half a month, and it's a grand slam! It's

not too cool!

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Boss Zhang, what are you doing here? I just received a good product...... Huh, why are you too?" It

was the original owner of the safflower bird fan, Zhang Jincai!