Zhang Junping arrived in front of the sales counter on the second floor and looked at it slowly.

"Hey, isn't this Leader Zhang? You're not here because of your schedule!"

"Long time no see, Mr. Hu's style remains the same!" Zhang Junping said with a smile and cupped his fists.

He also didn't expect that Lao Hu would still remember him after not seeing him for such a long time.

"Don't dare, don't dare! Leader Zhang just calls me Lao Hu!" Lao Hu said quickly, waving his hands.

"Okay! Lao Hu, bring me all the good items in your store!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"I don't know what kind of items you want?" Lao Hu was stunned and then asked with a smile.

"I plan to wrap up all the old items in your trust store." Zhang Junping said half seriously and half jokingly.

"That's a great relationship! If you get everything right, I can get a lot more bonuses this month." Lao Hu also said with a smile.

"What are you waiting for!

Let’s start with calligraphy, painting, and rare ancient books.

You ask someone to record it aside. If I like it, I will put it aside and settle the bill together." Zhang Junping boldly took out a checkbook and said, "Did you see that, I will settle the bill in foreign exchange today."

"Settlement in foreign exchange?" Lao Hu was really stunned.

"How can this be false? There is a Bank of China not far from here that supports ticket verification at any time." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Okay! Please wait a moment!" Lao Hu agreed happily, turned around to greet people, and took out rare ancient books, antique calligraphy and paintings from the warehouse.

At the beginning, Zhang Junping also carefully studied what kind of rare ancient books it was.

Later, he discovered that he had made a mistake.

Rare ancient books are a commodity that is easy to collect but not easy to sell. Because trust stores are state-owned, they are reluctant to accept them, but over the past few decades, they have accumulated too many rare ancient books.

As time goes by, the salespersons of several trust stores brought out more and more rare ancient books.

Zhang Junping became numb and no longer paid attention to the content, only to see if it was true.

As long as it's true, put it aside.

This means he wants it.

There were more and more rare ancient books on the floor, until they could no longer put them down, and Lao Hu waved his hand to stop.

"Leader Zhang, do you want more?"

"Yes! How many more are there?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

"That's less than one-fifth." Lao Hu said with a smile.

"Have you remembered everything?"

"Remember it!"
Chapter completed!