God Level Golden Eye

"Tang Miaomiao, don't go too far. Be careful that I pay a high price. There will be a vicious competition. I will pay 2 million or more for one million things. I don't believe Song Yun will not sell me!"

Gong Yang Qiu gave Tang Miaomiao a fierce look.

"First of all, Ramqiu, you have money, and I am not bad. I can also afford the price you can afford. This is not a problem at all."

"Second, the antique circle has the rules of the antique circle. In a sense, Song Yun was brought out by me. He has to read this sentiment. I have to speak now. If there is something, he has to first. Show it to me, unless I am not satisfied with the price, otherwise, he has no reason not to sell it to me."

Tang Miaomiao was not afraid of Ramqiu at all, so he went back directly.

Ram Qiu is even more depressed.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

Tang Miaomiao smiled triumphantly, happily, and arrogantly.

"Gongyangqiu, there is actually a way to let Song Yun leave things to you."

"You are alone, Bai Fumei, a domineering female president. You can't refuse a man. Song Yun, this kid, I think it's good. Or you can accept him. In this case, no matter what good things he misses, it is all yours. , A typical talent has both!"

The more Tang Miaomiao talked, the more proud he was, the more he talked, the happier he smiled.

"you are vicious!"

"Let's wait and see!"

Gong Yangqiu couldn't take it anymore, he stood up and stamped his foot, turned and walked out.

Xu Desheng stood up helplessly, and walked outside, but this situation has already been commonplace, every time he meets. Tang Miaomiao and Gong Yangqiu both had each other, and they broke up with each other. The only thing was that it would not be two days before, and it was as good as honey.

"Cool!"

"It's so cool!"

"Today is a complete victory!"

"The soul is beautiful!"

Tang Miaomiao decided to change a pot of water, make another pot of tea, and go back to sleep after having a good time.

Song Yun went to the chain hotel one day he had stayed in the previous two days and opened a room.

"It seems that you have to rent a house, and you can't live in a hotel every day. This is really too luxurious."

Song Yun came out of the shower, thinking about finding a time to rent a house. Although he has money now, it is fine to stay in a hotel every day, but there is no reason to live like this.

"Maybe you can buy a house?"

An idea suddenly popped up in Song Yun's mind. The grass grew like grass immediately, and he couldn't pull it out.

Should I buy it or not?

Song Yun hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't make up his mind.

I missed it several times, and there was a lot of money in my pocket, especially the red square box I just picked up from the auction house. It sold for 15 million in one go. If you want to buy a house, this money is enough. .

However, the housing price in Ninghua City is not a joke. Even in a remote place, it costs tens of thousands per square meter. If you buy a house, you don't have much money left.

Song Yun finally gave up this tempting idea. Although the money in his hand looked a lot, it was still useful. He was in business, not a fixed salary. For example, if he fell in love with a certain antique If you want to accept it, you have to have cash, and more importantly, he now has a goal, which is to open a shop in the antique market. There is indeed a lot of money in his hand, but it is far from enough to open a shop. , The antiques just to be kept in the store are a bottomless pit, a good one costs millions, and a better one can count millions.

"It looks a lot, but in fact it's just a drop in the bucket!"

After thinking about it for a while, Song Yun shook his head with a wry smile. He thought he was a rich man, but he was far from thinking about it.

Song Yun stood in front of the window. Tonight, in order to take a good look at the night scene, he deliberately chose a relatively high room, which was brightly lit and bustling.

Song Yun suddenly felt that life was very wonderful. Ten days ago, he was still working on construction sites or doing odd jobs in various markets. He was so tired that he was so tired that he was worried about whether he would have work or food tomorrow before going to bed. , The place to sleep is all over the bridge hole or the grass. In a blink of an eye, I have already stayed in the hotel. There are nearly 20 million in the bank card, but I still feel that there is little money and I can't do anything.

Song Yun knew that this was because people always wanted to go to a higher place. When they were unable to eat, they had headaches for serving. After the problem of food and clothing was solved, they naturally had higher goals.

"Work hard!"

"There will be houses, cars, and antique shops!"

Song Yun shook his fist vigorously to cheer himself up.