Chapter 412 3 Billion

"3000000?"

"Mr. Song, do you mean that this jar is real, and you are willing to pay 3 million?"

Jiang Zhong reacted at this time, and finally understood what Song Yun meant by saying that the jar that he had kept for many years was real.

Song Yun rubbed his nose vigorously. He really couldn't understand how Jiang Zhong could survive in the antiques industry. There must be a reason for him to be like this. However, fools have Fool, this world really doesn't make sense.

"3000000!?"

"If you want, sell it to me for 3 million, of course there is no problem!"

Song Yun made a joke.

"Row!"

"no problem!"

"sold!"

Jiang Zhong nodded.

Song Yun was dumbfounded, it was just a joke, Jiang Zhong actually agreed to sell it?

Song Yun came back to his senses after a long time. He called Gongyangqiu, told her that he wanted some money, and simply drafted a contract, and asked Jiang Zhong to sign it, and finished all this. After that, I made another call to Gong Yangqiu and asked her to transfer money to a real bank account.

"Mr. Song, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, it would be impossible to sell these antiques in my hands, and it is even more impossible to sell them for such a high price!"

Jiang Zhong thanked Song Yun very much. A wooden box was sold for 1.8 million yuan, and a jar that was considered fake by others for many years was sold for 3 million yuan. The money was enough to change his fate in the rest of his life, especially his daughter's fate.

"Jiang Zhong, what are you going to do next?"

Li Tian was very happy to see Jiang Zhong recovering his spirits. After so many years of nightmares, he finally came out. This is definitely a good thing.

"I want to find a chick, give her the money, and go to college next year. Her grades are very good. With this money, she will be able to finish college smoothly, and she will definitely have a good life in the future. !"

"I also want to talk to Lihua to see if I can get her back."

Jiang Zhong had already planned everything.

"Although Lihua has divorced you for many years, she has never remarried. She clearly still has feelings for you. It's just because you are obsessed with antiques and are too angry. Now that you have come out, go back to her and have a good chat. There should be no problem. ."

Hearing Jiang Zhong say this, Li Tian agrees very much. Over the years, he has been rejected countless times to help Jiang Zhong. Undoubtedly, he is most happy to see this kind of situation. It is the most beautiful thing in the world.

"Jiang Zhong, don't you take a look at how much money you received?"

Seeing that Jiang Zhong didn't read the information on his phone at all, Song Yun couldn't help reminding him that this person's heart was so big that it made people speechless.

"Mr. Song, I believe you are a person, it doesn't matter whether you look at it or not."

Jiang Zhong is very grateful to Song Yun. If nothing else, neither he nor Li Tian can see that the box is a good thing. There are too many people in the antique shop trying to find leaks. Song Yun is like this. There are really too few people who take the initiative to speak up, not to mention that there is no need for everyone to think that it is a fake jar. Song Yun also directly admits its value. People like this are very relieved to do business.

Song Yun shook his head and insisted that Jiang Zhong look at the account information on his phone.

Jiang Zhong was helpless, turned on the phone and looked at the information. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it. After seeing it clearly, his face suddenly changed greatly.

"What's wrong?"

"Jiang Zhong, what happened?"

Li Tian didn't know why Jiang Zhong reacted like this all of a sudden, so he quickly asked.

"Mr. Song, did you make a mistake?"

"Or am I blinded?"

"Why so many zeros?"

Jiang Zhong raised his head and looked at Song Yun with an incredible look on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.

"I'm not mistaken!"

"Your eyes don't have flowers either!"

"That's just so much money!"

Song Yun said with a smile.

Li Tian was confused and knew what was going on. In a hurry, he snatched the phone in Jiang Zhong's hand. After taking a look, his face changed drastically.

"This is 30 million?"

"Do not!"

"It's 300 million!"

Li Tian was stunned, his hand holding the phone trembled.

"Mr. Song, you must be mistaken, I can't accept this money."

"I said just now that I will sell you 3 million yuan. Since I have already agreed to this, the rules of the antique shop are that it should be 3 million yuan. There is no reason, it suddenly becomes 300 million yuan!"

Jiang Zhong shook his head vigorously, frightened by such a large sum of money.

"Boss Jiang, don't get excited, of course I have a reason to pay this price."

"This is a big jar of Yuan Qinghua character stories."

"You are all in the antique circle. You should know how much a big pot like this is worth. I can't lose if I buy it for 300 million. In a sense, I even made a lot of money."

"You should all know that in 2005, there was an auction of a Yuanqinghua Guiguzi going down the mountain. At that time, it exceeded 200 million. After so many years, yours is also a Yuanqinghua character story. 100 million, the normal price, I did not let you take advantage."

Song Yun analyzed it a little.

"Mr. Song, if this one is really Yuan Qinghua, it's naturally worth the price, but many people have seen this jar over the years, and they all think it's fake. The big jar of Yuan Qinghua characters is recognized in the world. There are only eight, all of them owned, and the ninth has never been heard of."

Jiang Zhong has studied this jar for many years, and the situation is naturally very clear. It is for this reason that the jar in his hand is judged to be fake.

"Whether Yuan Qinghua is real or not depends on human nature itself, not some bullshit expert. It is recognized that there are several in the world."

"The so-called 8 big jars are only 8 found. Since 8 can be found, why can't the ninth be found?"

Song Yun didn't know what other experts said. The only thing he knew was that under his own power, the jar in front of him glowed white, like a little sun in the sky. Of course, something like this was real.

buy it!

Must buy it!

Song Yun didn't have so much money in his hand, and more importantly, there was no way to directly transfer so much money to Jiang Zhong, so he called Gong Yang Qiu and asked her to transfer the money to Jiang Zhong, so that she could buy it and leave her hands, saving you a lot of sleepless nights. , Good antiques, especially the big jar of Yuanqinghua character stories, this kind of thing must be kept in my own hands. Since it appears in front of me, I have a chance like this, it is absolutely impossible to let it stay in other people's hands. On, not even for a second.