"Tang Miaomiao, why must cash be used?"
"Isn't bank transfer much more convenient and safer?!"
Shen Xue really can’t imagine using cash to buy an antique. For example, if an antique is 10 million yuan, so much cash is like a hill. If nothing else, just counting it will cost you money. Less time, if it was inconvenient to transfer money in the past, now you just need to open a super super invincible VIP customer and operate directly on your mobile phone, which is more convenient and easier for both buyers and sellers.
"The antique industry is different from other industries."
"Although there are indeed many people who buy and sell antiques through transfers, there are still many people who insist on the most primitive cash transactions. There are many reasons for this. Some people don't want large transactions through banks at all. Some people don’t believe in transfers at all, but recognize cash. These people are often older sellers. They are very unaccustomed to transacting through transfers. They don’t see the cash. They always feel untrue. There is a more extreme situation. Just because the origin of the antiques is unknown, these people have to make cash transactions."
Tang Miaomiao is very aware of the doorway here. These things are very common in the antique industry. There are all kinds of antiques and all kinds of people. As a buyer, you must respect the seller in this matter. It’s not a bad thing to prepare a little more cash. Cash is needed when you need it. If the other party can accept the transfer, then transfer it.
Shen Xue understood Tang Miaomiao's words.
Song Yun walked and stopped suddenly.
Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue were chatting, they walked behind Song Yun and almost ran into it by accident.
"Song Yun, what's the matter? Why did you stop suddenly?"
As Tang Miaomiao said, he raised his head and looked forward. There were two people not far away. They just met yesterday. One is Xu Jiacheng and the other is Luo Shuai.
"I don't know if it's a chance encounter or intentional?"
Seeing Xu Jiacheng and Luo Shuai, Shen Xue muttered a little while suppressing her voice.
Tang Miaomiao was happy.
"Whether it's by chance or on purpose, I'm touching it now anyway!"
Tang Miaomiao glanced at Song Yun, he didn't need to worry about this matter at all, Song Yun would deal with it properly.
Xu Jiacheng and Luo Shuai strode over immediately.
"Hahahaha!"
"Hahahaha!"
"Mr. Song, how are you two beauties, I didn't expect to run into this place again!"
"It seems we are still very fate!"
Luo Shuai laughed heartily, with an unexpected expression on his face, as if this was a chance encounter. In fact, it was of course impossible. When he looked for it, he and Xu Jiacheng were walking around the antique market, hoping to meet Song Yun. There is no way to do this. Yesterday I wanted a mobile phone, but Song Yun didn't give it at all. He could only use this most common and primitive method. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to meet him again.
"Boss Luo, what you said is not wrong. We are indeed quite destined. We met again this year in the vast crowd."
With a smile on Song Yun's face, the people who had set up the stall saw people talking and talking nonsense. There was no difficulty at all, and there was no pressure. They directly played against Luo Shuai.
"Mr. Song, what are you doing here?"
"Still looking for some good antiques?"
Luo Shuai was full of spring breeze.
Song Yun nodded.
"If that's the case, don't you want to sit in my shop?"
"I looked at the safe last night and found some good antiques. Maybe you will be satisfied!"
Luo Shuai strongly invited Song Yun to Fengming Pavilion.
Song Yun directly shook his head and refused. Luo Shuai's purpose was not to sell antiques to him at all, but to photograph the big mooncake with the autumn harvest pictured for him. There was no need to grind with him.
Luo Shuai made several suggestions, and Song Yun was naturally a lot of excuses, but he didn't agree.
Luo Shuai couldn't do anything about it. Finally, when he saw Song Yun, he had to leave immediately. He might directly ask Song Yun's friend how he thought about it. He didn't have time to sit in Fengming Pavilion.
At this time, the antique was in Zhu Deyuan's hand, flying towards Ninghua City in the air.
Song Yun casually found an excuse to be his friend. Last night, because a colleague had already gone abroad, he should be on the plane at this time. He could only wait to see the antique.
When will I be able to come back?
Of course there is no definite answer to this kind of thing.
Come back after the matter has been dealt with. If the matter has not been dealt with, then I don’t know when I will come back.
From as little as half a month to as many as a few months, anything can happen.
Luo Shuai had no choice but to watch Song Yun, Shen Xue and Tang Miaomiao leave together.
