C813 This Is Definitely the Foundation
C813 This Is Definitely the Foundation
But the thing that opened his eyes the most was that he actually saw a bottle he had never seen before.
The key was that this bottle, whether in terms of glaze, sculpting, or quality, was excellent. It was not any worse than the bottle he had spent five hundred thousand to collect, or even better.
"Brother... No, Sir, that thing, can I get it?"
At this time, Zhu Xiwen was very cautious and respectful to Zhao Quan.
He called Zhao Quan 'sir' in the Wen and Playing Magazine. That was equivalent to the meaning of a master.
In Zhu Xiwen's eyes, Zhao Quan, who could pick up real bottles through fake bottles, was definitely worthy of the title of' sir '.
After getting Zhao Quan's permission, Zhu Xiwen carefully put the pink hollow bottle in his hand.
He held it with both hands and leaned against his chest, afraid that it would break into pieces.
He used all kinds of hands to examine it. Finally, Zhu Xiwen reluctantly gave it back to Zhao Quan.
At the same time, he pushed the five stacks of money on the trunk of the car to Zhao Quan.
"Sir, I, Zhu Xiwen, have opened my eyes today. You are Sir. I was blind just now. I am here to apologize to you!"
Zhu Xiwen's attitude and behavior undoubtedly proved that this thing was real.
Although the value of the item was unknown, the scene in front of them was enough to shock the idle people who were watching the show.
"Damn, did he really bump into a dead rat?"
"What do you know? What blind cat bumped into a dead rat? He's a master. Master, do you understand?!"
"This time, she's going to lose a lot of money. The person who goes home and kneels on the scale must be her wife, and she must be the kind who smiles shamelessly!"
All kinds of admiration and admiration were vastly different from the sarcastic and sarcastic attitude from before.
However, the most bitter ones were Mao Xiaojun, who had personally sold the bottle to Zhao Quan.
At this moment, he was so angry that he was about to cry. Who the hell was this wicked dog that hid the real bottle and the fake bottle?
Moreover, he had been in the antique industry for more than ten years. He didn't even need to practice. He could tell that this item was expensive just by looking at it.
Let's put it this way. The most valuable bottle he had ever seen was 800,000 yuan, but it was not as valuable as this porcelain bottle!
He had never seen such a design before. He still had to ask experts for guidance or look up information on antiques.
Mao Xiaojun was anxious. He did not care too much. He rushed through the crowd and reached out to grab the bottle.
However, before he could get close, he was kicked to the ground by Zhao Quan.
He held the newly opened pink hollow heart turning bottle with one hand. Zhao Quan gestured at Mao Xiaojun's head. Mao Xiaojun was so scared that he quickly covered his head with his hand. He was not afraid of his head being smashed, but he was afraid that this bottle would be broken. Even if it was not broken, it would be at least a few hundred thousand!
Zhu Xiwen, who was standing next to him, was also shocked. This Zhao Quan was too much of a waste, wasn't he? Not only was this bottle valuable, but it was also lifted up to shatter a person's head. How much of a squandering thing was needed to do such a thing?
However, they did not know that Zhao Quan had seen this kind of bottle many times in the past.
What millions, tens of millions, everything was there. Compared to those things, this bottle was nothing.
Zhu Xiwen comforted him, "Sir, please pay more. This bottle is good. Be careful not to break it."
Zhao Quan looked at the pink hollow bottle in his hand, "It's just a small broken bottle with a hole in the eye. Why should I pay more?"
A small broken bottle with a hole in the eye. This adjective made Zhu Xiwen have the impulse to violently beat up Zhao Quan's language teacher.
Next to him, Mao Xiaojun stood up with the help of Big Dog.
Ignoring the big dog, Mao Xiaojun held his stomach and stumbled in front of Zhao Quan.
"I'll give you the 3000 yuan. I'm not selling this bottle anymore. Give it back to me!"
Zhao Quan was amused. "I've heard of people forcing others to sell it. I've never heard of anyone forcing three bags to return it. What? You treated me like an idiot and sold me a broken vase made from Hongde, and now you want to buy it back? "
Zhao Quan's words made the onlookers understand what was going on.
"This boss is really a chicken thief. When he cheated people, he didn't discuss it. When he found out that he was cheating people, he wanted to buy it back. Is there such a good thing in the world?"
"In my opinion, he is an idiot. He is afraid that he will not lose face, so he quickly comes out and shouts."
"That's right. If it were me, I would have gone into hiding and found a place to cry. If someone asked about it and refused to admit it, it would be so embarrassing!"
The surrounding people pointed and pointed at Mao Xiaojun, causing his face to turn red and white. It was very embarrassing.
But compared to this bottle that was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, what was the point of losing face?
In the next moment, he started to act shamelessly, "This bottle is not for me to sell to you at all. It was you who threw away 3000 dollars to buy it. If I don't sell it, you can run out while I'm not paying attention. "I have a witness for this!"
As he spoke, Mao Xiaojun pulled the big dog over." Big dog, you were there too. Don't you think so? "
The big dog immediately went forward. "No, Little Master Mao, don't talk nonsense. I wasn't even there at that time. There were surveillance cameras in the shop, and you even told me that it was better to have as many idiots as possible. Two hundred dollars worth of bottles were sold to him for three thousand dollars."
The big dog's counterattack stunned Mao Xiaojun.
After a long time, he came back to his senses amidst the laughter of the surrounding people. He remembered what his master had said when he had just entered the profession.
Compedes are enemies!
He, Mao Xiaojun, had held his head high and puffed out his chest for many years on the antique street. On the surface, everyone was respectful to him, but behind his back, they scolded him and were jealous of him. Today, he had finally met with misfortune, and he was still thinking of providing timely help? Impossible, he could only add insult to injury!
This huge rock made Mao Xiaojun feel stifled, and he no longer had any moves.
Angry and angry pointed at the big dog. Without saying a word, Mao Xiaojun turned around and left.
But at this moment, the big dog started to yell at him, "Little Master Mao, I thought we were going to drink to celebrate? Don't go, I'll treat you!"
Mao Xiaojun was so angry that he staggered. He really hated the big dog to the point that his teeth itched...
The crowd that was watching the show dispersed, and the pink hollow heart bottle was once again picked up by the newspaper. Of course, he didn't forget the fifty thousand yuan.
After tidying everything up, Zhao Quan prepared to leave.
However, he still couldn't leave this time, and was stopped by Zhu Xiwen.
"What? Do you want to forcefully buy it or rob it? Let's get to the point. If you forcefully buy it, I won't sell it, but if you forcefully snatch it, you won't be able to beat me."
Zhao Quan wasn't polite at all, which made Zhu Xiwen feel awkward.
"Sir, you misunderstood me. I didn't mean that. Let me tell you this. My friend has a collectible that he wants you to see. " If he really does make a move, then there's no need to say anything. According to the industry's rules, I'll give you a 10% commission. "
10% commission, that's alright. 1 million is 100,000, 10 million is 1 million. You can leave this time.
Zhao Quan did not care about money, but he could earn another 20 cents. He could take it back and throw Zuo Lan's face in the face again. The next time she opened her mouth, he would directly use money to smack her face!
After Zhao Quan agreed, Zhu Xiwen hurriedly invited him to get on the car, and then suggested that Zhao Quan find a place to put the bottle down first.
Zhao Quan waved his hand and said, "No need. It's just a broken bottle. If you want to rob me, I will smash it. It's simple."
Zhu Xiwen was stunned by Zhao Quan's words. This was definitely a hidden force.
If it wasn't because he was used to this kind of thing, he would have smashed it into pieces. How could he say such domineering words?
Damn it, this person was too awesome in the field of antiques. He had to make friends with him!
Just as he was making up his mind, Zhu Xiwen's phone rang.
He picked up his father's phone when he was far away.
"Yes, I'm here. ... Oh, I know, Dad. I don't understand. It's just an old man's birthday. Why do you, the director, want to suck up to him... Alright, alright. "I will definitely go tomorrow night. I will definitely go!"