Only children in Siheyuan make choices. I want them all.

A cup of tea had just been brewed and Zhang Jianjun had just taken a few sips when there was a knock on the office door again!

Who is it again! Every day!

Zhang Jianjun muttered something in his heart, then walked over and opened the door himself.

Before Director Yang even entered the room, he smiled and said, "Jianjun! Are you going hunting this weekend?"

When Zhang Jianjun heard this, he knew what Director Yang was up to, so he deliberately smiled and asked back, "Why! Director Yang wants to go into the mountains too? To experience the feeling of hunting?"

Director Yang smiled and waved his hand.

"I'm not going! If you're going hunting this weekend, can you sell me some prey? I'll pay a high price for it! It's best if it's a whole prey."

Zhang Jianjun secretly found it funny. Could it be that Director Yang was also like Deputy Director Li, wanting to use his prey to show off?

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether he drives one sheep or lets two sheep go, so Zhang Jianjun simply agreed to Director Yang's request.

"No problem, Director Yang! Since you've said so, how can I not go? I'll go to the mountain area myself during the weekend break."

Director Yang nodded and continued, "How about this! I'll add one dollar to the market price. I'll give you three dollars and twenty dollars per pound for bison meat, two dollars and eighty dollars for mutton, one dollar and eighty dollars for pork, and two dollars for pheasants, ducks, and rabbits."

"No problem, Director Yang! This price is absolutely fair. Please leave me your address and I will deliver the prey to your home as soon as I kill it. I guarantee that it will be intact, so that you can be proud in front of your friends!"

Zhang Jianjun had to continue patting his chest and making a promise. This was the second time he had made a promise today. He really hoped there wouldn't be a third time.

"Okay then! If there's nothing else, I'll leave first! Do your best, Comrade Zhang Jianjun. I have high hopes for you."

Director Yang patted Zhang Jianjun on the shoulder and walked out of the office with his hands behind his back.

It’s soon time to get off work!

"Oh! I'm off work again. This day has been so fulfilling! After a whole afternoon of exercise, my muscles have become much stronger."

Zhang Jianjun packed up his exercise equipment and headed out of the factory. He had to go to the antique night market tonight, so he walked in a hurry.

As soon as Zhang Jianjun walked into the factory, a large group of female employees cast infatuated glances at him, which made the newly hired announcer Yu Haitang very curious.

"Hey, sisters! What are you looking at? The look in your eyes is almost tearing."

A female employee pointed at Zhang Jianjun and explained unhappily, "We are looking at a handsome guy! He is our factory's most handsome guy, Zhang Jianjun. He is so handsome that I really want to marry him."

Yu Haitang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "What's the point of being handsome these days? You can't eat it!"

"You know shit! Not only is he handsome, he's also our factory's technical consultant, and his salary is 126 yuan a month! Get out of the way, don't block me from looking at this handsome guy."

The female employee was dissatisfied and pushed Yu Haitang.

Yu Haitang was stunned! She came to the factory to work as an announcer, and her salary was only 29 yuan, which was already a very high salary. Who knew it was only a fraction of Zhang Jianjun's salary.

If I can get him, won't I have no worries about food and drink for the rest of my life? Besides, he's handsome and young! He's simply the perfect match.

Thinking of this, Yu Haitang's brain worked rapidly, and soon she came up with a good idea.

She deliberately walked in front of Zhang Jianjun, and suddenly staggered, about to fall to the ground.

Humph! With my beauty, I don't believe you won't lend me a hand. Then I'll lie in your arms, and a perfect encounter will be born! A true hunter often appears as a prey.

Just when Yu Haitang was daydreaming, Zhang Jianjun ignored her and avoided her from a distance.

This caused Yu Haitang to fall heavily to the ground.

"Are you kidding me? I'm such a beautiful woman, and you had the heart to watch me fall? You really don't have any gentlemanly manners at all."

"Comrade! Excuse me, do I know you? Your fall has nothing to do with me. You are actually blaming me here. Isn't that a bit too much?"

Zhang Jianjun was convinced! He was walking on the road just fine, without provoking anyone, but this woman could blame him for falling down. It was really speechless.

Yu Haitang pouted and said with a wronged look: "You are a grown man, and when you see a beautiful woman like me fall, can't you come over and help her?"

"Really? You have no gentlemanly manners at all. I don't understand how you got into the factory."

Zhang Jianjun had something else to do today, so he didn't bother to argue with her and just turned around and left.

This made Yu Haitang very angry. As a beauty, she was always treated like a star wherever she went. She had never suffered such injustice.

"Zhang Jianjun, just wait! Sooner or later, I will make you fall at my feet. When the time comes, I will confiscate all your wages and not give you any pocket money. Let's see what you will do!"

With Zhang Jianjun's current hearing, he naturally heard what Yu Haitang said. After cursing "lunatic" in his heart, he drove to the big shot's house.

After giving acupuncture to the big shot, Zhang Jianjun declined the big shot's offer to invite him to dinner and drove to the largest antique night market in the city.

As night falls and the lights come on, stalls are lined up on both sides of the narrow streets, and a wide variety of antiques and treasures sparkle mysteriously under the lights.

Ancient porcelain, exquisite jade, rusty bronze, and precious ancient calligraphy and paintings can be seen everywhere here.

Zhang Jianjun walked around for a long time with a bag as tall as a person on his back, and couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment. Most of these antiques had little room for appreciation in value and did not arouse his interest in buying them.

Suddenly, a fierce quarrel broke out in front of a stall not far ahead, which immediately aroused Zhang Jianjun's interest.

I saw two middle-aged men, probably around 50 years old, fighting over a painting on a street stall.

"Boss Sun, I was the first one to see this painting. Why are you interfering?"

"Hey! Manager Liu, what you said is true. The highest bidder wins. Since you haven't made up your mind, why don't you let me bid?"

Seeing the two people arguing, the stall owner also spoke up.

"Stop arguing! I'll sell it to whoever offers the highest price, but I only want cash."

Hearing what the stall owner said, both Manager Liu and Boss Sun were a little hesitant. After all, the painting had already been sold at a high price of three thousand yuan, and it would not be worth it to add more money.

Zhang Jianjun walked over and took a look, and was immediately shocked! This was Tang Yin's "Viewing the Waterfall at Mount Lu". This painting was later auctioned for a whopping $5.9 million, or 36 billion.

After carefully examining it with his golden eyes, he could not find any faults with the canvas, the scroll, or the colors of the painting. It was undoubtedly an authentic work.

Zhang Jianjun suppressed his excitement and deliberately asked calmly, "Boss, how much is this calligraphy and painting?"