Chapter 909: Pressure From Jiang Guangming and Zhou Dongshan

After Zhu Deyuan finished speaking, he ignored Jiang Guangming and walked to Song Yun's side.

Jiang Guangming looked at Song Yun in the crowd with a gloomy expression.

Zhou Dongshan walked to Jiang Guangming's side.

"This kid is really a bit evil."

Zhou Dongshan had also noticed the two antiques that Song Yun picked out just now. He and Jiang Guangming had researched the two antiques before and found out that they were fake. This matter immediately caught his attention.

"You're right. This kid is indeed a bit evil. Could it be that what Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng said is true, that they can tell the authenticity of antiques at a glance?!"

Jiang Guangming was stubborn in front of Zhu Deyuan, but he didn't need to be like this in front of Zhou Dongshan, the two of them belonged together.

"It's really hard to talk about this matter now. If this kid doesn't have such skills, how could he single out those two fake antiques?!"

No matter how Zhou Dongshan thought about it, he couldn't understand it. The only explanation for this matter was that Song Yun could really tell the authenticity of antiques at a glance.

Jiang Guangming didn't know how to continue talking now, whether Song Yun really has such ability, he must pay close attention to it seriously, if it is true, as Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng said before, his face Things that will be swollen will come true.

Song Yun had no idea that he had inadvertently put enormous pressure on Zhou Dongshan and Jiang Guangming, and he was busy shopping at this moment.

"How about these antiques?"

Zhu Deyuan walked to Song Yun's side, and looked down at the antiques on the stall.

"These antiques, entry-level, won't suit you."

When Song Yun saw Zhu Deyuan, he glanced over his head and smiled. The antiques on the stall were not expensive. Zhu Deyuan had been playing with antiques all his life. It was impossible to see them. The only advantage was that they were genuine. Yes, the price is not high, and it can meet the needs of Zhenbao Pavilion.

"If you bought all these more than 100 pieces of antiques, it is estimated that everyone here will be shocked tonight. I think you must be famous all at once!"

As Zhu Deyuan said, he pointed around.

It was only now that Song Yun realized that there were so many people watching. He knew that what Zhu Deyuan said was true. He was really famous here tonight, the kind of famous one, but he didn't particularly care about it. , could it be said that he gave up these antiques because there were people around him watching him? There is no such reason in the world.

Song Yun smiled, lowered his head and continued to sweep the antiques, this is the last stall, hurry up and buy all the antiques, pack them up and send them back to the hotel, this is a serious matter.

Song Yun moved very quickly, and he had already picked out the antiques on the stall in a minute. Shen Xue was standing beside him. She was very proficient at doing things like this when she was in Zhenbao Pavilion, and immediately calculated the amount.

"There are 32 antiques in total, and the total amount is 1.28 million!"

"If there is no problem, we will pay for it and deliver it."

While talking, Shen Xue handed the things she wrote down to the stall owner.

The stall owner glanced at it, checked it, and nodded in agreement without any problems.

Tang Miaomiao immediately transferred the money.

Song Yun stood up and clapped his hands. In just a short while, he bought more than a hundred antiques, and the harvest was very good.

Next, Song Yun was busy with Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue packing the bought antiques and sending them back to the hotel. Of course, it was impossible to do such a thing by himself, so he found a company that specialized in such things to handle it.

Jiang Guangming and Zhou Dongshan walked to the side with the dispersed crowd. Neither of them had much interest in talking now, and both clearly felt the tremendous pressure brought by Song Yun.