Chapter 79: Impatiently waiting

There are no secrets in this world. There are many people at the Jumbo Pavilion. What happened here spreads outward at the speed of light. It won’t take long for Jumbo Pavilion to be blocked by the surrounding water. People who came early can still get in. The people who came were all stuck at the door or even on the street. In this case, you could not see what was happening inside, but no one left. On the contrary, more and more people came, and everyone was talking. The same thing.
"How's it going? Do you know what's inside?"
"How could it be so fast? The news from the people inside now is that Mr. Xu Desheng is unpacking the oil paper bag. It seems that he has encountered difficulties. He will not be able to open it for a while, and he is studying."
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"I didn't expect such a thing to happen in reality! There is another priceless thing hidden in a pair of valuable treasures!"
"Who said no? This kind of thing, unless it is watching a TV series, it is impossible for it to happen!"
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"Have you heard of it? Baibao inlay was brought by Fang Bo. It is a repaired item. If you want to stigmatize Tang Miaomiao and defeat Tang Miaomiao's reputation, you think of something like this in the end. ."
"Fang Bo regrets his intestines now, right?"
"Who said no? This time the heart of jumping off the building is all there!"
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"Your news is behind! I've heard that another thing happened before this. Isn't there a pair of interstitials in the Fangbo store? Yesterday, it was sold for 1.5 million. It was just discovered that it was an incredible thing. Xu Desheng and Zhu Deyuan re-appraised it, and they are worth at least 30 million. You all know that Xie Feng of the auction house, he thinks it can easily sell for 50 million if it is auctioned."
"Isn't it? I remember that the pair of interstitials was placed in Fang Bo's shop for several years. I watched it every day, but I couldn't find it?"
"Who said no? I heard that the two interstitial Baiyu Mountains are covered with a thick layer of things, and they will only reveal their true colors after they are cleaned up. Who can rub things like antiques?"
"I think Fang Bo must jump off the building after these two things are over!"
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"Tang Miaomiao is a cow! Beauty and wisdom coexist, and he has picked up this kind of leakage!"
"You are wrong! This matter has nothing to do with Tang Miaomiao. It is a person named Song Yun. I heard that it is an employee of Tang Miaomiao's shop."
"Song Yun? Never heard of this name!"
"I haven't heard of it before. From now on, everyone knows the name!"
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Outside the Jumbo Pavilion, people talked a lot.
Inside the Treasure Pavilion, everyone was staring at Xu Desheng, and no one dared to speak.
Song Yun sighed and shook his head. He found that he was wrong, and it was very wrong. Originally, he thought that it would only take a few minutes to open an oil paper bag, but he didn't expect that an hour had passed. The oil-paper bag looked left and right, and looked up and down. I kept studying and didn't open it at all.
"Is this really necessary?"
Song Yun waited for another twenty minutes, and couldn't stand it anymore, and started to complain in a low voice.
"It's better to be careful about this kind of thing!"
Tang Miaomiao ignored Song Yun's mood, nodded and praised Xu Desheng's behavior.
"Isn't it just oil paper bag?"
"The important thing about this kind of thing is not the greased paper on the outside, but the stuff on the inside. Wouldn't it be done by cutting the greased paper with big scissors?"
Song Yun really didn't understand why he had to be so careful. If it was to treat the treasures inside, it made sense. The problem was that the oil paper bag on the outside was not worth it.
When Tang Miaomiao heard Song Yun say this, he rolled his eyes and didn't say anything.
Song Yun turned to look at Zhu Deyuan next to him, and found that the old man was watching with gusto. I looked at Xie Feng and Han Xue with the same calm expression.
Song Yun shook his head, knowing that he was the only alternative in this matter.
Song Yun looked at Xu Desheng once again, still studying, did not start, knowing that there would be no results in a short time.
Song Yun thought for a while, and decided not to wait here, pushing away the dense crowd, and going up to the second floor. There was a reception room with tea tables and sofas. It was far better to take a rest than to stand and wait.