my goddess sisters

A brand new BMW drove to the side of the road and stopped, the windows were rolled down, the driver was actually Chang Yao, he didn't know when he ran to drive the car over.

"Damn it! Brother Yao, where did you get the BMW!" Chang Yao's little follower exclaimed.

"My dad bought me a birthday present." Chang Yao replied in a calm tone.

The students were amazed.

Most of their birthday gifts were clothes and shoes, but Chang Yao's birthday gift was a luxury car worth hundreds of thousands.

People are more popular than dead people!

It's nice to have money.

"Meng Yao, come up, I'll take you." Chang Yao said.

"Have you taken your driver's license test yet?" Li Mengyao hesitated.

"Today is my 19th birthday, and the driver's license test was early."

Just as he was talking, the car horn sounded again.

When everyone looked up, they saw a luxurious luxury car approaching.

"Rolls-Royce Phantom! This car is more than 900 million!" A knowledgeable boy exclaimed.

The car stopped, and a beautiful woman got out of the cab.

This is an amazing and superb beauty, with delicate facial features like an angel, and a sexy figure like a devil!

"Which big star is this?" Someone exclaimed, wanting to go up and ask for an autograph.

The beauty of Xiangche is very eye-catching alone, and the impact brought by the combination is shocking!

The students couldn't help but stare at each other.

Seeing this beautiful woman walking straight in front of Wei Xia, she said, "Boss, I'm sorry, I started a bit late and got stuck in traffic on the road."

"It's okay, let's go." Wei Xia smiled, and the two got in the car and left.

The students were dumbfounded.

boss?

This level of beauty is actually called Boss Wei Xia, and she drives a luxury car worth more than 900 million yuan to pick her up. Is she Wei Xia's driver or secretary?

What is Wei Xia's identity?

The complacent Chang Yao's face turned green!

###Chapter 10 Antique Market###

Wei Xia first asked Huang Nanxi to drive him to the stock exchange.

The system can see the rate of return. He is going to buy potential stocks at a low price, and then sell them when the price rises.

"Relying on the system, I can make waves in the stock market and never lose money. Becoming a stock god is not a dream!"

Wei Xia was very excited, but he was dumbfounded when he got to the stock market.

At this time, it was a bear market, the stock market was bleak, and it was all green at first glance.

Most of the returns are either negative or frighteningly low. The best stock in the short term, Wei Xia's 300 million investment, can earn less than [-].

He planned to buy lottery tickets next, but in a blink of an eye, there were a total of 750 million sets of numbers in the Shuangseqiu lottery. If he wanted to make money, he had to rely on the system to eliminate them one by one.

If you're lucky, you'll soon find a set of all of them.

Bad luck, you can't find it until the lottery.

After thinking about it carefully, Wei Xia made a decision, "Miss, go to the antique market in the western suburbs."

Wei Xia didn't know that in a few days, Taojiang City would hold an antique auction conference. At this time, many domestic antique dealers and treasure appraisal experts gathered in Taojiang City.

When many people come here, they will naturally go to the antique market. At this time, many good things have been scoured.

The antique market is a street in the western suburbs. After Wei Xia arrived, he took Huang Nanxi around the street.

At first glance, the return rate is uneven, and most of the negative numbers are fakes.

"Hey, the rate of return is 10000%, a hundred times."

Wei Xia suddenly noticed a ceramic bottle, which was the one with the highest return rate he saw after walking half a street.

"Boss, how much do you sell this bottle for?" Wei Xia asked.

"You take the 1000." The boss replied without raising his head.

Wei Xia was a little disappointed, he could earn [-] if he bought it for [-]. If he was a dick who just owned the system, he would be very happy, but as a man who once owned [-] million, he really didn't like the [-].

But mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are, so Wei Xia decided to buy them.

After paying, Wei Xia took the bottle, looked left and right, and said to the boss mysteriously: "Boss, do you accept antiques?"

When the boss saw Wei Xia's appearance, his eyes lit up immediately, "Take it! Let me take a look at what you want to sell."

"That's all. In fact, this bottle is worth 20 yuan. You are at a big loss, but I am willing to sell it to you for [-] yuan. How about it?"

The boss squinted at Wei Xia, as if looking at an idiot.

Huang Nanxi almost laughed out loud.

"If you don't buy it, don't buy it, what kind of eyes!" Wei Xia muttered and left.

Continuing to wander around, Wei Xia walked to a large shop with a luxurious decoration outside, and saw the words "Antique Recycling" on the sign, so he led Huang Nanxi in.

There were a lot of people wandering around inside, and a waiter came over as soon as he entered the door. Wei Xia explained his purpose, and the waiter invited him to a room with an old man wearing glasses behind the table.

Wei Xia handed over the bottle, the old man took it, looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "Thirty thousand."

"Bullying me doesn't know how to do it? You are too greedy, how much more do you want to earn, and the price is [-] yuan." Wei Xia sneered with his arms folded, pretending to be an insider.

The old man with glasses squinted at Wei Xia for a while, then nodded slightly.

10 yuan in hand.

Huang Nanxi's eyes widened, and he asked after leaving the room: "Boss, how do you know this bottle is so valuable?"

"Miss, you may not believe me, I have clairvoyance." Wei Xia glanced up and down at Huang Nanxi.

"Don't look!" Huang Nanxi shuddered, and quickly covered her chest, but she immediately realized, what does having clairvoyant eyes have to do with being able to see the real price of antiques?

At this time, a group of people walked towards each other and stopped not far from Wei Xia.

"How about this bottle?" The leading middle-aged man pointed to a bottle and asked.

The old man next to him picked it up and took a closer look, and said, "Mr. Li, this bottle is a Qing Qianlong powder flower bottle. The price here is 40. You won't lose money if you buy it. If you keep it in your hand for two years, it can rise to nearly 50." .”

"Okay! I bought it!" Mr. Li waved his hand.

Hearing what they said, Wei Xia fell into deep thought.

More than half of the antique market is full of fakes. Generally, the sellers have identified the genuine ones themselves, and the selling price will not be much lower than the market price. Most people buy them for collection, or wait a few years to sell them to make money.

If you want to make quick money from antiques, you can only pick up the leaks.

While Wei Xia was thinking, the pedestrian had already arrived.

"What about this jar?"

"Mr. Li, this jar is an original porcelain jar from the Western Zhou Dynasty. The price here is 80. How should I say it? If you want to collect it, you can buy it. If you want to make money, you may have to wait ten or eight years." The old man said.

Mr. Li didn't seem to be short of money, so he waved his hand and bought it again.

He glanced at it, saw a crutch, and asked the old man again.

###Chapter 11 Hey, it's so big! ###

"This crutch is made of golden nanmu. Depending on the year, it was made in the 70s and 11s, but the price is [-]. I think it is a bit expensive."

"It's so golden, I bought it!" Mr. Li said.

"Mr. Li, you are in good health. It is unlucky to buy a crutch." Wei Xia said from the side.

"That's right, I don't want it anymore." Mr. Li felt something was wrong after speaking, and looked back at Wei Xia, frowning, "Who are you?"

"I'm passing by." After Wei Xia finished speaking, he led Huang Nanxi inside.

"Crazy!" Mr. Li scolded, and led a group of people around.

As soon as he left, Wei Xia came back again, "Waiter, I want this crutch."

"Boss, didn't you say that it's unlucky to buy this crutch because you're in good health?" Huang Nanxi was a little speechless, "Also, that treasure appraiser just said that this crutch is too expensive to buy at 11."

Wei Xia waved his hands and didn't speak. After getting the receipt from the transfer, he picked up his crutches and his eyes lit up.

The rate of return of this crutch is actually 100000%, and the price is 11. The rate of return of a thousand times is 1000!

However, no matter how valuable the golden nanmu is, it is not worth it.

"Could it be..." Wei Xia looked at the head of the crutch dragon and had a guess.

At this time, Mr. Li came back with someone wandering around again. Seeing Wei Xia holding the crutch like a baby, he realized that he had been fooled, and frowned and asked the old man: "Did you just look carefully? This crutch is definitely not even 11 yuan." value?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Li, there will be no mistakes! This kid thought he had found a treasure, but in fact he will pay at least forty to fifty thousand." The old man mocked.

Having said that, but being fooled by others, Mr. Li was still a little upset, and mocked: "Boy, are you not in good health, do you need this crutch?"

"Mr. Li, why don't you sell this crutch to you for 1000 million yuan?" Wei Xia said.

"Crazy." Mr. Li frowned.

Wei Xia chuckled, held the crutch upside down, and then smashed it hard on the ground!

Bang bang bang!

"Boss!" Huang Nanxi exclaimed, this is 11, no matter how rich you are, you can't lose like this!

"Stupid | Bi." Mr. Li shook his head, and was about to leave, but there was a clicking sound, and the faucet of the crutch was torn apart, and then there was the sound of steel knocking.

Taking a closer look, a sword hilt was exposed.

There is a sword hidden in the crutch!

"Sure enough, there is a universe inside!" Wei Xia slowly drew out his sword.

"Wu Wang Fu Chai Sword??!!! Isn't there only nine of these swords?"

An exclamation sounded, and an old woman ran over, staring at the sword with fiery eyes, and said, "Little friend, can I have a look?"

Wei Xia nodded and handed it to her.

"It's really the Fu Chai sword of King Wu! But this one is bigger than the nine that have been unearthed in the world. What's the matter?" , King Wu’s Fu Chai swords actually have ten swords in total, they are son-mother swords, and this one is mother sword!”

"How much is this sword worth?" Wei Xia asked.

"The market price of a sub-sword is about 3000 million. This belongs to the mother sword, and there is not much rust on the whole body. The integrity of preservation is the best. It is worth at least 5000 million, but I estimate that [-] million is willing. Yes!" replied the old woman.

Mr. Li and the old man were stunned.

"Grandma, then I'll sell it to you for 1000 million, do you want it?" Wei Xia asked.

"I can't afford it." The old woman handed the sword back reluctantly.

"President Li, do you want it?" Wei Xia asked.

Mr. Li's face was livid, he snorted coldly, turned around and left.

The car model lady covered her chest again, "Boss, do you really have see-through eyes?"

"Of course, young lady, you can't hold it, hehe, it's really big!"

The movement outside had already attracted the old man with glasses in the antique recycling room.

When he saw Wei Xia get out of the 11 crutches, which cost 1000, King Wu's Fu Chai Sword, he broke out in a cold sweat.

The old man is a treasure appraiser hired by this store, and he also appraised this crutch, but he didn't realize that there was something else in the crutch, but a boy picked it up and missed it.

It is equivalent to more than 1 million profits slipping out of his hands!

If the boss knows about this, he will not be skinned.

"Has he paid?" The old man with glasses hurriedly asked the waiter, still holding on to the last sliver of luck, if he didn't pay, he could just pretend not to sell it.

After getting an affirmative answer, the old man's heart felt ashamed.