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Chapter 356 Help Me Move Home
"Why not?"

"Is it true that as Ye Fan said, only one wooden dragon has a dragon soul?"

"It should be right! People are proficient in ventilation and water, can't they see it?"

"Why didn't he buy two? Probably because the other one is trash!"

……

Listen to everyone's discussion.

Zhang Song gradually panicked.

He did it again in disbelief.

But still no response.

The wood carving is still the same wood carving, unchanged.

"No, it's impossible! Ye Fan, it must be your conspiracy."

"I didn't believe that the golden dragon soaring to the sky was all your trick."

"Everyone, don't be fooled by him."

He was so angry.

At this time, he regretted everything.

A wood carving with a dragon soul was sold for only 1000 million yuan.

If he discovers the vision by himself, won't he earn hundreds of millions?
No, I must get the wood carving back.

Zhang Song rolled his eyes, and suddenly he was concerned...

Others didn't believe Zhang Song's words at all.

No one is a fool.

Can't tell the difference between real feelings and tricks?
It's just that Zhang Song is jealous.

"Brother Ye Fan, do you want this wood carving to be useful? If not, sell it to me."

"Why sell it to you? You only offered 3000 million."

The man sighed heavily: "Brother Ye Fan, you may not know! I don't want it for making money, let alone offering it."

"I want to make a wish to help my 80-year-old mother to heal her illness."

"Can you satisfy the wish of a filial child?"

"What a father without a mother!"

It was originally a tearful story.

But another broke the vibe.

"Fart! I know you, Sun Laoliu! Your mother died more than 20 years ago, do you want to help her resurrect?"

"Uh... You have seen through all of this."

Ye Fan smiled.

Everyone really did everything for this wood carving.

Some things just do.

It may not be worth much by itself, but if you give it the value it deserves, the price will double.

Just when everyone was fighting.

Suddenly a middle-aged man shouted loudly.

"Don't grab it, I'll buy it for [-] million! Brother Ye Fan, will you sell it?"

The price is really not low.

It is estimated that even if it is placed in the auction, it will be so much.

Don't think that wood carvings can induce visions.

But exactly what effect remains to be ascertained.

It's really a big deal to bet a billion dollars on an illusory wish.

Ye Fan felt that the time was almost up.

Assume to agree.

Sudden.

Zhang Song stood in front of him.

I saw the latter's eyes were red, and there was a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ye Fan, you can't sell it."

"Huh? Why can't I sell it?" Ye Fan pretended to be innocent.

"Because this wooden sculpture is not yours."

"Bullshit, I spent 1000 million to buy it, why can't I say it's not mine? We signed the sales contract just now."

With that said, Ye Fan took out the contract, which was clearly written in black and white.

Zhang Song shook his head silently.

"No, you're wrong! Contract No. 15 states that due to some special reason, the buyer has the right to take back the wood carving."

"What? You want to take it back?"

Ye Fan clutched his chest, as if he had been hit by [-] points.

"That's right, I won't sell it to you."

"Then even if you breach the contract, you must compensate me five times the price, which is clearly stipulated in the contract."

In fact, Ye Fan had already seen the regulations of the contract.

Just pretend not to know.

This purchase contract is very protective of the seller.

It was almost an unequal treaty.

For example, if there is a defect, it is not allowed to return or exchange, and if there is an accident during transportation, the buyer will be responsible.

In fact, these regulations are not important.

Ye Fan only cares about the five times compensation.

"Hehe, then I will pay you back."

Zhang Song came to the middle-aged man who had bid [-] million just now.

"Hi, this wood carving is mine now. If you want it, I can sell it to you for 8000 million, but you have to pay a deposit of 5000 million first."

His calculation is quite good.

You don't have to spend a penny yourself.

As long as you flip your hand, you can make 2000 million immediately.

But he underestimated the middle-aged people.

How could he be a fool to own billions of dollars?

He would never touch such a messy product.

"Sorry, I can't pay the deposit! Unless you redeem the wood carving completely, the ownership of the wood carving becomes clear."

"You...then it won't be cheap if you want to buy it later."

"It's okay, I'm not short of 2000 million."

Wealthy.

Ye Fan couldn't help giving him a thumbs up.

If he really foolishly agrees.

The only one who suffers is him.

"Okay, then I'll deal with it."

Zhang Song returned to Ye Fan and took out a bank card from his pocket.

"I'll transfer the money to you."

Ye Fan smiled coldly: "Didn't I look down on you, do you have 5000 million?"

He did not.

An ordinary treasure appraiser, even if he has made a lot of money as a deduction victim in the past few years.

But there is no way to accumulate such a huge wealth of 5000 million.

His face was ugly: "Is it okay if I pay you some deposit first? 3000 million, how about it?"

"Not good! Either you let me take the wood carving away, or I call the police, you choose."

"Yes, when you made black money just now, why didn't you give Ye Fan a little bit more? It's a retribution for the world, right!" An Yang said indignantly.

"That's right, it's not too much to ask you to pay 5000 million yuan. People like you are the scum of the green stalls in Xianyou, the scourge of the market." Mo Ziqing also cursed angrily.

She really saw the shamelessness of people today.

There is almost no bottom line.

All conspiracies are operating on the bright side.

The greed is interpreted to the extreme.

"Okay, you wait."

Zhang Song gritted his teeth and left the courtyard, turned around and returned to the room.

I guess it was to collect money.

Ye Fan was not in a hurry, just waiting here.

Whether you can make money is all in one fell swoop.

10 minute later.

Zhang Song returned with a very ugly face.

"I only got 4000 million, okay?"

"No." Ye Fan was still determined.

"You... stay on the line in life, so that we can meet each other in the future. Ye Fan, aren't you afraid of becoming a deadly enemy with me?"

"Not afraid."

Ye Fan's expression looked like a stern, just like he didn't care about anything.

"Okay, the other wood carving will deduct 1000 million, okay? You have made a lot of money this time, if it doesn't work, forget it, none of us can make this deal."

It can be said that Zhang Song did his best.

Out of pocket 3000 million, not to mention borrowing 1000 million.

He also deducted 500 million worth of wood carvings to Ye Fan.

If the middle-aged man repented, he would almost be done with it.

It is estimated that it will not last in a lifetime.

But he was also telling the truth.

If Ye Fan refuses to agree again, then there is really nothing to play.

He pretended to be extremely hesitant, looked left and right, and finally... he stomped his feet cruelly.

"Okay, I promise you!"

"Come here, help me move another wooden sculpture to my house."

(End of this chapter)