"Miss Tang, it's late, how about going to have breakfast together?"
Song Yun invited Tang Miaomiao to give a lot of advice to this rookie himself.
Tang Miaomiao nodded in agreement.
Song Yun had already prepared, and there was a good teahouse next to the antique market.
After eating breakfast, Song Yun pondered for a while, not giving up, turned around and went to the auction company.
early morning.
At the gate of Ninghua City Auction Company, many people came early, and more and more people came by eight or nine o'clock.
"What is going on? Why are so many people here today?"
"Does this still need to be said? There must be some big auction!"
"Impossible! I wander around here all day, if there is a large auction, the publicity would have been overwhelming! Brochures and other things are scattered everywhere!"
"Huh?! That's right. There can be no large auctions, but if there are not large auctions, why are so many people coming here? Before the door was opened, the gate was already crowded with hundreds of numbers. There are always people?"
...
"No? You wander around here all day, haven't you even heard of this thing?"
"What happened? What happened?"
"What does the auction company do? They also buy antiques! I heard someone picked up a big leak here yesterday!"
"No? Someone picked up a big leak in the hands of the auction house? How could it be possible? These auction houses have specialized appraisers, and they always appraise fake ones as real ones. Is the identification false?"
"When tigers doze, it is normal for the auction house to make a mistake. Besides, not every appraiser at the auction house is very good. There are always two of them are mouse shit, black sheep!"
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"It turns out someone missed it! No wonder there are so many people here today!"
"These people are thinking about picking up the leaks!"
"Who doesn't want to pick up the leaks? You know, if you pick up the leaks once, but make a big fortune once, who is still afraid of not getting rich?"
...
There is a square in front of the auction company. Many old men and women who live nearby come here to exercise in the morning, and when they are fine during the day, they also buy company money and gather so many people. They immediately aroused them. Attention, well-informed people soon knew what had happened, and there was a lot of discussion.
Dong Fan got up early in the morning, simply washed his face and went out. He bought a bun on the street and squeezed onto the bus while eating. He went straight to the Ninghua Auction Company. He received the news last night and someone picked it up there. If he missed it, he was going to check it out, maybe he could try his luck or something.
An hour later, Dong Fan got off the bus and strode towards the gate of the auction company. He runs a small antique shop. He will come here from time to time to check it out. If appropriate, he will sell some antiques in various shops. Everything here is very familiar.
"No way?"
"There are too many people, right?!"
Dong Fan was still 200 meters away from the gate of the auction company. From a distance, he saw a lot of people crowded there. It seemed that there would be no less than 100 people.
Dong Fan didn't believe his eyes a little, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously and found that he had made no mistakes. He took out his phone and checked the time. It was just after seven o'clock.
"crazy!"
"That is absolutely crazy!"
"I want to pick up the leak!"
Dong Fan shook his head and quickened his pace. After a while, he rushed to the gate of their company and joined the crowd. Behind him, people came in an endless stream, more and more, and it took less than half an hour. .
