Chapter 1314: close the door

Lin Zhengqing didn't know how long he had done it, until he felt that his blood was numb and he had to stand up and walked slowly to the door of the antique shop. It was noon and the sun was high. Hanging high in the sky, splattering heat mercilessly, in this weather, walking outside for two minutes will make you sweat, but even so, there are still many people coming and going on the street.
"what?!"
"Why are there so many people at this time?!"
"Why are there so many people visiting antique shops?!"
Lin Zhengqing wrinkled his brows. There are usually very few people in Antique Street at noon. One is because it’s time for food and everyone is going to eat. The other is that the business here is not so good that there are a lot of people at noon. People.
Lin Zhengqing knew that so many people suddenly appeared here. The only thing that can explain is that the antique street has become more popular here, and it has reached the level that there are people shopping here even at noon.
"Could it be that all this is related to Song Yun again?!"
Lin Zhengqing suddenly remembered that another news came out yesterday. The news came from Zhang Fan’s mouth. It said that under Song Yun’s guidance, he had picked up a few small antiques. Although it was worthwhile It’s not too high, but it adds up to 2 million. The key is to buy these antiques. It only cost 12,000 yuan. This is a real leak. This time, I saw a lot of people. This is because at the time. Zhang Fan happened to run into his rival, and the two made a bet. Professor Guo Tianguo, who is very influential in the antique collection circle, identified the antiques, and there are many people around who watch the excitement. This thing cannot be faked. After the news spread, there was already a little cold ghost market, and suddenly it became popular again. Everyone has a thought that there must be real antiques in the ghost market. The only question is whether there is such an eye to find out. , Without the slightest suspense, the ghost market is extremely hot. The people who are still wandering around the antique street in front of me are likely to be most of the people who intend to continue shopping after the ghost market is over.
Lin Zhengqing knew that his guess should not be wrong. This incident was completely caused by Song Yun's own power. From this, it can be seen that Song Yun's influence on the antique market here is terrifying.
Lin Zhengqing's face became even more ugly after thinking of this. He really didn't want to see such a situation. He really didn't want to see Song Yun's influence get such a terrifying display. The situation in the ghost market early this morning. It has been spread out. Many people have taken photos. The densely populated areas are all people. More importantly, the entrance to the ghost city has begun to restrict too many people from entering. It is a very powerful signal, which means that the people in the ghost city have already How big, it is very likely that accidents will happen. After such things are spread, it is impossible to stop people's enthusiasm for visiting the ghost market. On the contrary, a kind of enthusiasm will become more fanatical because of such measures. It is conceivable that There will be more people in the ghost market tomorrow morning. Although everyone knows, the number of people entering the ghost market will definitely be regulated. No one will care about this. In order to pick up the leak, in order to have the opportunity to pick up the leak, everyone will be able to afford it. Earlier, they will arrive at the ghost market at an earlier time.
"It seems that this is really a wrong choice and decision."
Lin Zhengqing regrets it even more now. If there is no such thing as Sun Mengyan, if there is no such thing as Sun Guoyi this time, I don't need to worry about what will happen to me now. I will definitely be smiling now. Welcome to antiques. The prosperity and change of the market here, because it means that more people will come to buy antiques in your antique shop, which means that the money you can make has become more, it seems that all this has nothing to do with you.
"Will Sun Mengyan ask me to settle the account?"
"Will something like this really happen to me?!"
As Lin Zhengqing saw more and more people here in Antique Street, his anxiety in his heart became stronger and stronger. He didn't know when what would happen to him.
Lin Zhengqing stood at the door of the antique shop for a long time, and finally closed the door of the antique shop altogether, turned around and left, knowing that he could not do business under such emotions.