Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

Although he wanted to continue to hold on, he still took many steps back with a very honest body, from the gate to the side of the road.

Bao Changhong was completely discouraged.

Not to mention how the punishment will be for gathering a crowd to fight, just one point, he can't attract hundreds of people!

But if there are not so many people.

Let alone teaching Du Heng a lesson, if he is not unilaterally hanged and beaten by the villagers of Sangzhi, it will be considered that his brothers have exploded into a small universe.

But when I thought about what Du Heng and others said just now, there was only one incense burner on the table.

It's worth 600 million!

How could Bao Changhong be willing to let go when he was fascinated by wealth?At this moment, at the risk of being beaten, he was clearly scared to death, but he still didn't turn around and run away.I'm just afraid that as soon as the person leaves, the sky-high priced incense burner will be gone!
Then, his eyeballs rolled around rapidly.

Bao Changhong began to have all sorts of twisted thoughts again, thinking that he must snatch all these valuable antiques.

An incense burner costs more than 2000 million!No matter how underestimated the antiques in the hands of other villagers are, at least there are not several million pieces, right?With so many antiques on the field, the total value should exceed [-] million!
His fruit company has a net profit of about 1000 million per year, which is equivalent to 50 years for his company!

But whether he himself can live another 50 years.

These are questions that can be answered directly in the negative.

If he can get all these antiques, he will start a ball company, and then he only needs to lie in the pile of banknotes and sleep soundly!
Du Heng looked at the way Bao Changhong's eyes rolled around.

He signaled the old village head not to rush people away.

Instead of driving people away, waiting for the other party to make dirty tricks is hard to guard against.Why don't you go face to face now and see what the hell this guy is trying to do?
And Bao Changhong thought for a while.

It really made him think of an idea!
After making up his mind, he immediately became crazy again, and looked at Du Heng and the people of Sangzhi Village with a sure chance of winning.

"Hey, you're waiting for me to speak, is this?"

"Yes, after you have been thinking for so long, what do you want to do? Tell us."

Bao Changhong replied to Du Heng with a cold snort: "Actually, it's okay to tell you, my method is an overpowering conspiracy, you can't resist it!"

"But I won't tell you, I want you to be in a state of fear before the imminent disaster!"

"Just now I wanted to use the money to buy antiques, and you don't want them. Next, I will ask you to spend the money instead, and obediently give me all these antiques!"

Finish the harsh words.

Bao Changhong made a phone call.

He also deliberately lowered his voice so that no one could hear him clearly.

"...Okay, I'll be here waiting for you." These were the only words Du Heng and others could hear clearly, and there was no other valid information except guessing that the person on the other end of the phone might be a big man.

After hanging up the phone.

Bao Changhong looked at the crowd with the lofty eyes of "I am the knife and you are the fish", and stood by the side of the road without saying a word.

Du Heng saw that Bao Changhong was just waiting for someone to come, so he naturally didn't waste time with him.

Turning to look at the old village chief Sang Bai.

"Village chief, the villagers who are willing to sell ancestral antiques should not have had time to count?"

The old village head nodded helplessly: "I'm sorry, I was disturbed by Bao Changhong, a local turtle, and I just patronized and scolded him."

"It's okay, I'll do the same."

"Well, let me ask the big guys first." Du Heng looked around at the villagers, "I want to make a rough count first, how many people are willing to sell their ancestral antiques? I have to estimate the overall number."

"Anyone who is willing to sell me raises his hand, and if he sells a few antiques, he will put up a few fingers."

Arms are raised one after another.

Du Heng made a rough count, and it was estimated that it was a little less than Niu Fa Cai's previous estimate, and he could probably buy about [-] antiques.

"Boss Du, I didn't get through to my boss. I'm not sure if he's selling it or not. What should I do?"

A villager asked loudly.

"It's the same with my family. We haven't discussed it yet."

"Please don't worry about this. I will be in the village for the next few days. If you want to sell, you can contact me at any time. The price is all based on today's estimated price. Even if you can't decide for a while, the village chief has my contact information. What are you doing?" If you want to sell it at any time, just ask the village chief to contact me. The transportation information is very convenient these days, and time and space are not a big deal.”

After listening to Du Heng's promise.

The villagers who raised doubts were relieved.

"In addition, if someone is not satisfied with my valuation, you can also go to compare the prices of three companies first, and finally sell me."

"This is about business, so you don't have to feel ashamed."

However, as soon as Du Heng finished speaking.

All the villagers patted their chests one after another and assured them that there was no need to compare prices among the three. They all believed that what Du Heng offered was the highest purchase price in the market.

"Thank you for your trust. I'll make a call and arrange for someone to transport the antiques first."

Du Heng called He Feng.

Originally, he wanted to distribute these antiques to various sales channels.

But he just remembered that He Feng had said before that according to his family's arrangement, he would organize an auction independently in the near future, and he just needed good items.

The orderly inheritance and history of Sangzhi Village can be tested, and Du Heng identified them as real antiques.

Naturally, it is too good to be auctioned.

It is suitable to help He Feng.

On the phone, as soon as Du Heng finished talking about the antiques in Sangzhi Village, He Feng immediately thanked Master with all kinds of excitement.

"Brother Heng! You are a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering!"

"I was worried that I couldn't find a good auction item, and I was worried that I couldn't start the first shot of my independent auction. My hair was gray, and I wanted to slap you and my uncle. I didn't expect you to be so timely. Yes, there are at least seventy antiques for auction!"

"Stop flattering and talk about business."

"I'll tell you this right now. One is to solve your urgent needs. The other is that Tianhe Auction House has a branch in the provincial capital of Hui'an, right? It's best to send someone to pick it up today, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

"Okay, I'll arrange it now."

Du Heng heard a series of orders on the other end of the phone to arrange.

"Brother Heng, I'll wait for you to say thank you for your words. But there is one thing right now. We are talking about business. In terms of price, you can't just count it as the cost price if you resell it to me!"

"It's the He family who paid the money, not me, so you don't have to discount my face."

Du Heng smiled puzzled and said, "Even if I look at your face, I can't discount it! But, it's a good thing that you have such confidence!"

He Feng's face darkened upon hearing this.

Brother Heng, can you have a bit of the majesty of a master?Is it fun to joke around with your apprentice?If you don't look at my face, you won't sell me all these good things.

"See you later! Hang up!"

Du Heng hurriedly shouted: "Don't worry, let's do a little calculation first, just now you said you wanted to pluck me and your uncle, what do you mean?"

"It's just to buy the antiques in your collection. Brother Qingyu has already reluctantly sold me a batch of his personal collection! Brother Heng, if you sell me one or two of your national treasure-level antiques, I will make a grand finale at the auction..."

"Go to the side! Hang up!"

Not to mention national treasures, everything in my underground collection is a treasure!
sell to you?
Go dreaming!Dreams have everything!
Put down your phone.

Du Heng greeted the villagers with expectant eyes: "We've all been contacted, now let the village chief help organize the order, everyone come to register one by one and hand over the antiques to my secretary."

"Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. We don't play tricks, and just transfer the money to the card. They all issue bills and certificates, everyone, please rest assured."

"Lao Niu, do I have enough money in my card?"

Only then did Du Heng remember to ask.