God Level Golden Eye

Zhao Weijun rubbed his nose vigorously, and he felt like a bucket of paste was stuffed in his head. He couldn't understand why the situation suddenly became like this. This style of painting is really difficult. Expected.

"How come it suddenly becomes like this?"

"The two were originally enemies, but now they have started a business?!"

Zhao Weijun didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart at this time.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng smiled like a chrysanthemum, so now it is 100% sure that Song Yun absolutely held back the bad water, dug a huge pit, and Hu Yang was about to fall. Will definitely fall to pieces.

Although Gong Liman doesn't play antiques, he has seen some signs at this time, and his face is full of smiles.

Chen Tingting and the others looked at Gong Liman, and then at Song Yun, who was not far away, and wanted to ask what was going on, but the current situation was not suitable. Although they were very curious, they could only close it tightly. Mouth, the only thing I know is that there will be a good show next.

"Ms. Song!"

"Your price is too cruel!"

"100,000 yuan is too cheap, impossible."

"1.5 million!"

"This price is more appropriate!"

Hu Yang gritted his teeth, the boss with both eyes staring, almost falling to the ground.

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"I said 100,000 yuan is 100,000 yuan!"

"If you are willing to sell, I'll buy it, or forget it!"

Song Yun shook his head straight, never letting go. Song Yun enlarged the bottle in his hand as he said, placed it on the shelf of the table, put the whole back in the box, and patted it lightly.

"All together, 100,000 yuan."

"Teacher Hu, I'm in business. How much money can make a profit for an antique. I know very well that it is still the sentence I just said. I did not buy this thing for collection, but to make money. The price is too high. High, I am definitely not willing!"

Song Yun didn't want to add a penny.

Hu Yang was a little anxious. Of course he knew that the bottle could not really sell for five million, but at least one hundred and several hundred thousand. Song Yun is only willing to pay only one hundred thousand yuan, which is too far from what he expected.

Hu Yang waved his hand and wanted to say something. Suddenly he felt that someone had poked his back. When he looked back, he found Xu Chunxue and Feng Yuan staring at him and curling their lips.

Hu Yang immediately came to his senses. If the bottle is really sold for one hundred and several hundred thousand, there is no problem. The key is that the bottle in front of you is fake. No matter how much money you make, there is no need to hold on to a price. The important thing is that once Song Yun buys this bottle, no matter how much money it can prove that the other party has a problem with his eyesight, he will definitely be able to crush it to death.

"Ok!"

"One hundred thousand yuan is one hundred thousand yuan!"

"Anyway, I just bought this bottle from a street stall for 500 yuan, and 100,000 yuan has already made a lot!"

There was a heartbroken expression on Populus's face, and he formed a chrysanthemum with a special mentality.

But it is a high imitation, which can sell for 100,000 yuan, which is absolutely no business.

Song Yun didn't say much. There was a contract for the sale and purchase of antiques in the phone, which was printed out. At the same time, he took a photo of the antiques. It was clearly stated that the antiques purchased included the base, signed by both parties, and delivered by both parties.

"Humph!"

"This is really the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!"

"You have to get a contract, and you have to write it clearly, including the base. This is nonsense. This antique originally has a base, and of course it is sold together. This is the rule!"

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"Get a contract?"

"People like us don't need this kind of thing for shareholders to buy or sell. We pay for the goods in one hand and deliver the goods with one hand. No one has ever repented and will not cause any trouble!"

"There is no basic trust between this person!"

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When Feng Yuan and Xu Chunxue saw that Song Yun had to get a contract, they didn't miss a good opportunity like this, and began to sputter drool in the live broadcast.

Populus looked at the receipt information in the phone, his whole old face turned into a blooming chrysanthemum, the wrinkles were so deep that it could almost kill a fly.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"did not think of!"

"I really didn't expect it at all!"

"No idea!"

"A highly imitation fake can be sold for 100,000 yuan!"

"made money!"

"This is definitely a big profit!"

Hu Yang laughed and pointed at Song Yun while laughing. When he arrived, he laughed so much that tears came out, and he squatted to the ground holding his stomach.

"What's going on here?"

"Why is this?"

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"High imitation fakes?"

"Could it be that this bottle is fake?!"

"How is this possible!?"

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"It must be fake!"

"If it weren't fake, how could Teacher Hu laugh like this?!"

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"I'll just say it, there is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not strong, so young, eyesight must be a problem!"

"That's not wrong! Even the bottle you bought can be identified as wrong. When we identified it just now, it definitely made a mistake!"

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"I just said it. I can identify the true and false at a glance. This is absolutely unreliable!"

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When the people around saw Populus euphratica, whispering to each other, the voice was relatively small at first, but gradually it became louder and louder, and everyone could hear it clearly.