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The more Meng Zitao thought about it, the more angry he became. He secretly hated that he was not aware of people and would make friends with such villains. He even brought the things here for sale as soon as possible.

So he said in a bad tone: "I will definitely not sell this jade pendant for 6,000 yuan. If it really doesn't work, I will call the police and we will go to the police station to solve the problem."

Seeing Meng Zitao moving so much, Xue Wenguang inadvertently gave a wink at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Xiao Meng, we have known each other for so long, can I still make you suffer a loss..."

Next, Xue Wenguang pointed out several shortcomings of the jade pendant one after another, because the jade pendant was broken at this time, and it sounded really serious.

Finally, he said, "Just based on the quality of this jade pendant, I would have given this price is already good. If I hadn't seen your father's health be in a bad state and urgently used money, I might have to suppress the price. I didn't expect you...hey!"

Xue Wenguang sighed, meaning that Meng Zitao was really ungrateful.

However, for outsiders, Xue Wenguang didn't know that this was at all. Although Meng Zitao did not study much about jade, this jade pendant was a ancestral object of his family. For a while, he even took it in his hand to play with it whenever he had time. He also checked a lot of information online, and he knew all kinds of characteristics.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no way, Meng Zitao would definitely not be willing to sell this jade pendant.

Seeing that Xue Wenguang was so shameless and turned black and white, Meng Zitao was no longer polite, refuting Xue Wenguang's views one by one, and finally sneered: "Shopkeeper Xue, if you want to say that, then I have nothing to say. Let's go to the police station to discuss!"

After hearing Meng Zitao's rebuttal, Xue Wenguang was very surprised and said in his heart: "When did this kid know so much about jade? By the way, I just forgot that this is his ancestral thing, so I must have studied it for a lot of time."

Thinking of this, Xue Wenguang felt a little annoyed. Then he saw the ridiculous look in the middle-aged man's eyes, which made him feel a little angry and said to himself: "What a thing, I'll help you, you're even laughing at me!"

But no matter how annoyed he got angry at the middle-aged man, he didn't dare to do so, so he took all the accounts to Meng Zitao.

After looking at Xue Wenguang's expression, it was a bit wrong, and it was a bit strange. The middle-aged man said, "Brother, how much do you think this jade pendant is worth?"

"Ten thousand two thousand!"

Seeing the middle-aged man frowned, Meng Zitao continued, "Boss, don't think I'm talking nonsense. If you don't believe me, you can go to any antique shop in Ling City to ask if the price I give is expensive. And I'm talking about the purchase price. As for the sale price, I believe that there are basically no stores with less than 13,000,000 or 14,000 yuan."

Speaking of this, Meng Zitao looked at Xue Wenguang with a smile and said, "Shopkeeper Xue, what do you think?"

Today he was also angry with Xue Wenguang, otherwise he would not have been so aggressive based on his usual principle of regarding harmony as a priority.

Xue Wenguang was swallowed by these words. Of course he could say something like "I can sell it at less than this price", but he still has to eat antiques and a bowl of rice. Of course, he can't say anything like this.

When the middle-aged man saw Xue Wenguang's stammering appearance, he immediately realized that such things were common in the antique market, so he didn't find it strange. But judging from the name Xue Wenguang had just called Meng Zitao, they must have known each other before, and the relationship might be pretty good, so this is a bit unreasonable.

Yes, he wanted to lower the price from beginning to end, but this is human nature. Of course, it is better to have less. Besides, he didn't know that Xue Wenguang and this young man were friends, otherwise everyone would negotiate with each other and then they would be over. He is a businessman, so peace is the most important thing.

But since the two are friends, Xue Wenguang actually offered such a low price, which made him feel that Xue Wenguang had a problem with his character. If he had been alone, it would be impossible for him to treat his friends like this. In addition to his own experience, he thought that he would try to avoid contacting this person in the future.

If Xue Wenguang knew what the middle-aged man thought, he would have cried out in his heart that he would be wronged. It would be too unfair to have helped the middle-aged man, but he would have received this result. But he didn't think about how many people would like his character of being inclined to be strong.

Xue Wenguang's mind turned around and said, "Xiao Meng, what you said is indeed a price of 12,000, but that is for people in need. Just like me, if I really spend 12,000 yuan to buy it, if no one buys it, then it will be in my hands?"

Meng Zitao said: "The current situation in the jade market is so good, I really don't believe that my jade pendant will still be in my hands."

Xue Wenguang smiled faintly and said, "That's just that you think."

Seeing that it was about to fall into a deadlock again, the middle-aged man quickly spoke, "Brother, you should be a vintage lover. You should know that every antique has a price in everyone's mind. If you say you want 12,000 yuan, I will definitely not agree, even if you go to the police station."

"You see, this is great. Let's take a step back. How about I pay 8,000?"

Meng Zitao shook his head: "Eight thousand is really too little..."

Next, the two bargained for a final decision, and the middle-aged man compensated him for ten thousand.

The middle-aged man was happy to arrive and immediately transferred the tent to Meng Zitao. As for the fragments of the jade pendant, he didn't want it, so he asked Meng Zitao to take it back.

After such an accident, Meng Zitao had no intention of selling anything else and rode his bicycle to the hospital.

On the way, he remembered what Xue Wenguang did again and felt very frustrated. After knowing each other for two years, he realized that Xue Wenguang is such a villain, so the old saying goes, "The road is far away and the horsepower will be seen, and people's hearts will be seen over time."

Fortunately, today's accident happened, which made him realize Xue Wenguang's true face, otherwise he might suffer any losses in the future.

"It's just that Confucius said that only women and villains are in a difficult position to raise. Today I broke my face with Xue Wenguang. I don't know if this guy will cause trouble for me!"

Meng Zitao frowned slightly and smiled at the end, "I will definitely buy things from someone else in the future. How can he cause trouble for me? This antique market is not up to him, Xue Wenguang."

More than ten minutes later, Meng Zitao came to the city’s No. 1 Hospital, parked the car and walked towards the inpatient department.

When they walked into the ward, Meng Zitao saw his father having an IV and his mother was accompanying him. Both of them remained silent and looked in a bad mood.

Seeing that his tall and strong father had lost weight in just a few days, Meng Zitao felt very uncomfortable. He hurriedly walked up to say hello to his parents, and whispered to his parents that the jade pendant had been sold for 10,000 yuan.

Since Meng Zitao had never told his parents about the price of this jade pendant, the couple heard that the jade pendant, which was not as big as a palm, was sold for 10,000 yuan, and their faces showed surprise.

But when they thought that there was nearly half of the money left, the couple became worried again.

Meng Zitao quickly said, "My parents, don't worry, at worst, I will go to the company to advance all my salary for the second half of the year in advance."

"Hmph!" Meng Shuliang snorted coldly: "You only earn as much as you can afford!"

Meng Zitao laughed dryly. It was normal for his father to have any objections to him. Who told him that he had been unprofitable? He has been in this company for four years and is still just a small employee, with a monthly salary of only a little over 2,000.

Speaking of which, Meng Zitao was quite smart. When he was in elementary school, he had not scored less than 100 points in Chinese and mathematics. At that time, his parents and relatives and friends thought that he would at least get into a better university in the future.

But what everyone didn't expect was that after entering junior high school, Meng Zitao became obsessed with game consoles, and his grades plummeted. In the end, he just took the exam to a vocational school to learn computer technology.

After graduating from school, he had a high vision and low skills to change jobs one after another. He had not learned anything anyway. In the end, with the help of his father, he entered the current company and continued to do it until now.

In fact, like ordinary people, Meng Zitao also has the dream of making a lot of money in his heart.

At the beginning, he learned about stocks, but he bought them and fell, sold them and rose, but he didn't make any money, but he lost thousands of dollars.

Later, he saw online news that hackers were very profitable, so he bought computers and related books and learned hacking technology. As a result, the computers were full of viruses and the hard drive was broken, and he did not persist in the end.

There are several such things, and the final outcome is the same. So Meng Zitao also calmed down the unrealistic ideas in his heart and simply held the current company, and could not starve to death or make a fortune.

As for antiques, it may be due to fate. Four years ago, he also had the idea of ​​getting a bargain and making money. He studied antiques with Li Xianle. During this period, he also suffered a lot and lost thousands of dollars. He lost the idea of ​​making money by relying on this, but he never gave up. Instead, he regarded it as an interest and became more and more fond of it.

Back to the point, Meng Zitao scratched his head and said, "Dad, although there is not much money in the company, it can solve the urgent problem. In addition, there are still a few things in our family that have not been sold?"

Meng Shuliang turned his head and said, "How much money can those broken copper and iron be worth?"

Meng Zitao said patiently: "Dad, it's wrong for you to say this. Although the quality of antiques is important, the most important thing is the foundation. I have seen it before. Although those things are a bit worn, no matter how it is, they can still be sold for a few thousand yuan."

"What can a few thousand dollars do you care about!" Meng Shuliang sneered.
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