Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao drank tea very calmly, brought the Yuan Qinghua back, and did not continue the exhibition. This is the consensus of the two of them. Now in this situation, more and more people are staring at that Yuan Qinghua. It’s not suitable to be placed in the open. The risk is too great. If someone really takes the risk, first remove the Yuan Qinghua from the exhibition hall and start a strong buy and sell. In many cases, there is really no good way. It’s killing people. Besides, people who can do something like this definitely have a good background. It’s harder to get something back after someone else’s hands, but it’s hard to get back a little money. The crux of the problem is not a question of money at all, but that this breath will suffocate people to death.
"Why don't I go get the Yuan Qinghua back now?"
"In case Xu Desheng missed his words, someone knows that we are going to get Yuan Qinghua back, and if we start early, we will be very passive."
Tang Miaomiao thought for a while, but still felt uneasy.
"It doesn't need to be like this. Xu Desheng is an old man. He can't talk about things like this. At his age, he has no desires and desires. If he does something like this, his lifetime reputation will be ruined. We should trust him."
Song Yun shook his head, there is no need to do such a thing.
"Ok!"
"you're right!"
"That's true, I think too much!"
Tang Miaomiao nodded, Song Yun said nothing wrong, Xu Desheng would definitely not say anything about this.
"What do you plan to do after taking it back?!"
Tang Miaomiao poured herself a cup of tea, and the tangy smell of tea made her calm down immediately.
"I didn't think about it, but I think as long as the thing moves in and out of our hands without any problems, the big deal is really to smash it."
"As long as my anger is not going well, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will come, and I won't have any face to give."
Song Yun could say that he could do it, and if someone really ran into it, it would definitely be a mess, saving everyone trouble.
Tang Miaomiao laughed, and placed such a Yuan Qinghua at the entrance of the store, took a stick, and smashed it in full view. It was really something that made the adrenal glands soar.
"All right!"
"This matter is decided like this!"
"I want to see who is so awesome who dares to touch our Yuan Qinghua!!"
Tang Miaomiao squeezed her small fist vigorously, and after the exhibition was over, he took the original plan back to the Zhenbao Pavilion and locked it in the safe to see what monsters and ghosts would jump out.
Zhu Deyuan sat in the taxi with his eyebrows tightened. He just answered two more phone calls, all of which were related to Song Yun’s Yuan Qinghua. They all asked if they were willing to make a move. The sum of them was just one day. In time, I have received more than 10 calls, all asking about the same thing, they are all old customers who have known for many years, and they are all owners who have money on hand.
"Hey!"
"But it's just a Yuanqinghua, and it's not a great treasure. Is it necessary?!"
Zhu Deyuan patted his thigh. The people who called were old customers who had known each other for many years. There was really no way. He was on his way to Zhenbao Pavilion and wanted to meet Song Yun and Tang in person. Miao Miao talked about this matter and got an accurate reply so that the matter could be terminated, otherwise it would be too troublesome to receive such calls all day long.
Zhu Deyuan got out of the car in front of the Treasure Pavilion and looked inside, and found that there was a young girl answering the phone at the counter. She was taken aback for a moment. He hadn't come for several days. He didn't know what happened. .
Zhu Deyuan walked in and saw Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and walked over.
"This is how the same thing?!"
Zhu Deyuan spoke in a low voice and pointed at the counter.
"Hahaha!"
"We just invited Deng Xiaolan to answer the phone specifically. Sister Tang is almost going crazy and can't stand it anymore!"
Song Yun explained with a smile.
Zhu Deyuan understood in seconds and nodded. This is indeed a good way. Tang Miaomiao answering those calls all day is really not the same thing. He can't do anything. He should have done it like this a long time ago.
