Song Yun was too lazy to go round with Yamaguchi Yuki and Kitano Junichiro, and came straight to the point.
"Yes, it's not wrong. We just want to buy the Yuan Qinghua, the one currently on display in the exhibition hall."
Yamaguchi Yuki didn't expect Song Yun to be so direct, a little overwhelmed, but when it came to this point, he could only nod and admit, he couldn't say that he came here, because there are other purposes.
"Not for sale!"
"You can go now!"
Song Yun waved his hand directly, there was no room for negotiation on this matter.
"Mr. Song, we are willing to offer a high price, please consider again."
When Yuki Yamaguchi heard Song Yun's direct refusal, he immediately became anxious. When he spoke, his tone was a bit agitated. Although he had known for a long time, it might end like this, but he really heard a sentence like this. Still can't control my emotions.
"You have money?"
"Could it be that I have no money?"
"Or, how can you tell that I am short of money?!"
Song Yun smiled coldly.
Yuki Yamaguchi was speechless for a while, and Song Yun was indeed not short of money.
"A big jar of stories about Yuan Qinghua characters, this kind of antique, unless it is really short of money, no one will sell it. I don't need to say that, you know."
"You came here in vain."
"Now you can go!"
Song Yun picked up his teacup as he spoke, and the one who came directly to offer tea to see the guests off.
"Mr. Song, we are really very sincere. If you are willing to sell Yuan Qinghua to us, we will definitely offer a price worthy of him."
"You are an antique shop and you have no hobby of collecting antiques. There is no difference between selling to us and selling to others."
"Please think again."
"please!"
Yamaguchi Yuki had already sat down on the sofa, but stood up again and bowed again at 90 degrees. Junichiro Kitano moved in unison and bowed at 90 degrees.
"This trick is of no use to me."
"I'm just a business man. As long as I don't want to sell things, no matter how polite and sincere you are, it's just a courtesy."
Song Yun looked at Yuki Yamaguchi and Junichiro Kitano with cold eyes. This trick may be useful for others, but for himself, it is impossible to have any use at all. The politeness in front of him is nothing more than something. Picture, if you don’t want to get the yuan blue and white flowers in your hands, Yamaguchi Yuki and Kitano Junichiro might not look at themselves directly. This is just utilitarian politeness and has no meaning. This point is very thorough. .
"Mr. Song, don't you even think about it?!"
Yamaguchi Yuki stood up straight, looked at Song Yun, and found that Song Yun had no expression on his face, and he didn't take himself to heart.
"Oh?!"
"I can really think about it, but there is a prerequisite."
Song Yun thought of something and suddenly laughed.
"Oh?!"
"Mr. Song, know what your conditions are?!"
"Excuse me, please tell me!"
Yamaguchi Yuki was stunned for a moment, never expected that Song Yun would say something like this, a burst of ecstasy.
Kitano Junichiro's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Song Yun incredulously.
"If you can get Yaobian Tianmu to sell to me, I can think about it and sell Yuan Qinghua to you."
After Song Yun finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, put the cup down, and looked up at Yuki Yamaguchi and Junichiro Kitano.
Tomoki Yamaguchi and Junichiro Kitano changed their faces.
