Chapter 872 Rumors

Sun Boyang doesn't find it strange that Zhao Weichu has such an idea. No one can resist money. If it's only a million or even a few million, he believes that whether it's him or Zhao Weichu It can hold on, or even ignore it completely. What if it was 10 million at that time? What if it is 20 million? What if it is 100 million? What if it is 200 million?

Sun Boyang knew that it was impossible for him to be calm and composed, and it was also impossible for Zhao Weichu to be so, so it was very normal for him to say such things.

"Old Zhao, the antiques in your hands are actually not much different from mine, and the amount you can sell is about the same. If this is the case, the money you can get from selling the antiques in the end should be about the same as mine. I guess Around 300 million, of course, if you sell more antiques to Song Yun, the income will naturally be higher."

Sun Boyang is also very clear about Zhao Weichu's situation, knowing that the number of antiques he can sell to Song Yun is not much different from his own, so he has a clear estimate of how much Zhao Weichu can sell.

Zhao Weichu was already very excited, but when he heard what Sun Boyang said, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart. No one can refuse the temptation of 200 million and 300 million. This is definitely a huge sum money.

"I suggest that you don't need to contact Song Yun now. He should take the initiative to contact you. What you have to do now is to count the antiques in your hands and see which ones you don't want at all. , If you don't want it, then take it out, and when Song Yun contacts you, you can sell all these antiques."

Sun Boyang told Zhao Weichu his own experience, he sold it twice in a row, there is absolutely no need to do this.

Zhao Weichu nodded. What Sun Boyang said was very important. He asked in detail. After the whole process, he left immediately. He wanted to go home and finish this matter. The money must be put in his pocket as soon as possible. He felt at ease inside, he had no worries about how many antiques the Treasure Pavilion wanted. If the Treasure Pavilion already collected too many antiques, it would be absolutely unforgivable to miss such a huge opportunity.

At the beginning, Sun Boyang thought that only Zhao Weichu would come to him, but what he didn't expect was that people would come to him continuously. In the afternoon, he sent a person away, and suddenly realized that the two nights ago Everyone who attended the party organized by Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao came to him.

"Money touches people's hearts!"

"There is nothing wrong with this sentence!"

Sun Boyang shook his head and sighed, the magic power of money is too great, but this is not surprising at all. These people are in the same situation as themselves. They have collected antiques for a lifetime, and there are always some antiques they don’t need that they want to sell. Now the price is so good , where will sit still.

What Sun Boyang didn't know, his story spread slowly, and it didn't take long for the entire antique collection circle in Ninghua City in Jinyang to hear about it.

"Have you heard? Treasure Pavilion is buying a large number of antiques, and the prices offered are very good."

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"I have a few antiques in my hand, I don't really want them!"

"There are a few antique shop owners who want to buy them, but the prices they offer are too low and they are not sold. I think they can be sold to Song Yun now."

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"You have to hurry up!"

"I'm going to go back and take stock of the antiques at home, and sell those I don't want to Song Yun directly at the Treasure Pavilion!"

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In the antique circle in Ninghua City, more and more rumors like this spread, and the more they spread, the more powerful they became.