Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Song Pan'er did a mental calculation and found that the asking price for the ten antiques plus the yard was a total of 22.1 million. According to the old man's habit of raising prices, he estimated that the expected price should be around 17 million.

"Fifteen million, I want all these antiques and the yard." Song Pan'er suddenly made a bid.

The old man didn't react so quickly, and it took him a long time to calculate the total price. He really didn't expect that this little girl wearing an ordinary cotton-padded jacket and woolen hat was so rich that she wanted to wrap up these things for him.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, the old man shook his head and said, "Twenty million, not even a penny less."

Song Pan'er didn't speak in a hurry. She saw that the old man's plate of walnuts had slowed down, and she knew in her heart that the price she offered was definitely within the range that the old man could accept.

After about half a minute, Song Pan'er spoke again: "In that case, I want this snuff bottle, blue and white plum vase and this wash for six million, no bargaining."

The old man stopped plated walnuts and subconsciously glared at Uncle Jin, thinking that this old guy must have shaken off his old bottom.

I brought four treasures for appraisal, but as soon as I left the door of the Appraisal Pavilion, I was followed by someone. If I hadn't been clever and hid in the garbage heap to avoid the disaster, I would probably have three feet of grass on the grave now. Taller. After this happened, the remaining treasures were no longer dared to be seen, and no one knew whether they were genuine or fake.

Thinking of this, the old man stopped holding it and said honestly, "Miss Song, to be honest, the only remaining seven treasures are the cassock, which is definitely not worth collecting. The authenticity of the others is yet to be determined. In this way, I will give you the cassock." If you take the others for one million each, the yard will be sold to you for four million, what do you think?"

It's rare to find a buyer who can make things right, and the old man also wants to sell it out neatly. His son had just told him that his foreign daughter-in-law was going to give birth and the due date was next month. He had to quickly deal with domestic affairs so that he could go back and welcome the next generation.

From the moment the two began to discuss the price, Old Man Jin didn't say a word. He was suddenly glared at just now. He was unhappy and said angrily, "Girl, if it's a fake, it's not even worth twenty yuan." ! It’s good to buy three.”

"You old man Jin, what are you causing trouble? Are you no longer in a relationship?" The old man was waiting for Song Pan'er to speak, but he didn't expect the troublemaker to come.

"I saw all these items in one family's house. Each one is authentic."

Uncle Jin sneered, "But stop it and go to the countryside. Who knows who you got it from."

"Hey, you..."

Seeing that the two old men were about to quarrel, Song Pan'er quickly interrupted, "The price is not bad, but you can't move the furniture in this room, and you have to give me the walnuts in your old hands. Take the lead."

The two old men, who were fighting like cockfighters, looked at Song Paner with wide eyes.

Old Man Jin was surprised that Song Pan'er suddenly knew the goods. The furniture in this room was indeed good.

The old man in Hong Xiuhuan was angry that Song Pan'er dared to dream of his walnuts.

"I won't sell these walnuts, so don't worry about it."

"That's okay, then give me another five hundred thousand less from the total price." Song Pan'er said this quickly.

The old man blinked, a little confused about the situation. Don't you want my walnut? Why do you feel a little cheated?

"The most I can give you is two hundred thousand less." The old man said angrily.

"It's worth two hundred thousand?" Song Pan'er glanced disdainfully at the pair of shiny walnuts on the quilt.

"That's more than that, it..."

The old man subconsciously wanted to refute, but suddenly realized that the walnuts were indeed not worth even 200,000 yuan. He bought them from others for 50,000 yuan. This piece of art is not an antique and has little collection value.

After turning the walnuts in his hand a few more times, the old man suddenly felt that he didn't like the walnuts that much anymore.

"Okay, I'll sell you! Alas~" The old man stuffed the walnuts into Song Pan'er's hand, sighed heavily, and went out to greet his son.

Seeing him like this, Old Man Jin felt a little uncomfortable. Fallen leaves are supposed to return to their roots, but in order for his son to take care of him in old age, he, who is half-buried, has to travel across the ocean to stay away from his homeland. What a helpless life!

Song Pan'er didn't notice Old Man Jin's sentimentality at all. She was completely surprised by the touch on her hands.

Shouldn't this walnut be hard? Why are you touching the flesh? I tried to cross it twice, don’t tell me, it feels really good.

Song Pan'er didn't even think about it and just put it in her pocket.

The next thing was easy to handle. Uncle Jin provided the guarantee and the two parties signed a preliminary purchase agreement. After Song Paner left a deposit of 500,000 yuan, she went home with walnuts to raise money.

It has only been a few months since I last bought a house. Calculating the profit of the store during this period and the money from the new sales, there is still a big difference.

It would be difficult to borrow such a large amount of money from my classmates, so I had to borrow it from a bank.

Song Pan'er took her three houses in Beijing and went to the bank to make mortgages, and borrowed a total of 10 million. Including the store's income and the money from selling scripts in the past few months, we finally collected 16 million.

The day before the transfer of ownership, Song Pan'er was lying on the bed while texting with Yan Bin, and said casually: "Sister, you and I will go to transfer the ownership tomorrow."

"I'm not free. I have to go to a cram school tomorrow. Let me go with you." Song Lai'er wiped her hair and walked out of the bathroom.

"Go a little later! The yard is in your name, you have to sign it."

"Sister, does being in my name mean that this house is mine?" Song Lai'er stopped wiping her hair and looked sideways at Song Pan'er.

"Yes."

Song Pan'er nodded, her thumbs flying around on the buttons, cursing Yan Bin for not eating on time, making money at the expense of his life.

"I don't want it." Song Lai'er refused firmly and then wiped her hair.

"Hmm, ah? What did you say?" Song Pan'er agreed smoothly, then suddenly reacted and threw down the phone, "Why not?"

"I have hands and feet, and I can buy it myself in the future."

"Why...are you still a heretic with me?" Song Pan'er felt a little depressed.

Song Lai'er put down the towel, sat by the bed, looked at her sister who was looking at her with big eyes, and explained softly: "You are good to me, I know it, but I want to pass the 100 test with your own efforts, not your help." I get 100 points for submitting the answer.”

Two pairs of similar eyes looked at each other for a long time, and Song Pan'er pursed her lips and let out a 'hum'.

"I don't understand!" He turned over and faced Song Lai'er with his buttocks.

They were all excuses, just because she was separated from her sister, Song Pan'er thought angrily.

Song Lai'er had no choice but to start selling miserably, "Oh~ my sister ignored me. I am helpless in this city. No one understands me, and no one understands me. My life is so miserable!"