Chapter: 6353

Chen YuFei just arrived at Ji Qing Hall and his butt was still warm, when he received his phone call.

He quickly asked, "What's going on with Zhou Liangyun? Have you found out any information?"

The vendor was too depressed to speak, burst into tears, and wailed, "Oh, Chen manager... my Chen manager..."

Chen YuFei was startled, then scolded, "What are you talking about?! Stop crying like someone's dead! Talk sense!"

The vendor cried and shouted, "Chen manager... I... I can't control myself... it hurts so much in here!"

"What's wrong?" Chen YuFei impatiently puffed out half of his cigarette and stubbed it out in the ashtray. He urged, "Just tell me straight away! If not, just get lost!"

The vendor sniffled and muttered to himself before crying again, "Okay! I'll tell you straight away! Listen carefully! Yesterday, you didn't receive that copper Buddha statue from Zhou Liangyun, but he just sold it for two million yuan!"

Chen YuFei's body went limp and slid off the sofa onto the floor. He ignored his sore butt and shouted loudly, "How much?!"

The vendor also shouted, "Two million! The whole two million! That big collector from Yanzhen came and bought it with a single offer, right in front of me, without batting an eyelid!"

"Ma..." Chen YuFei's eyes turned black, his heart racing wildly. He trembled and asked, "Is everything you just said true? Did Zhou Liangyun really sell that thing for two million yuan?"

The vendor cried out, "You're deceiving me to death and my whole family! It's two million!"

Chen YuFei scolded, "Is that big idiot from Yanzhen crazy? He spent two million yuan on that thing just because it was bought back by Zhou Liangyun? If he finds out he got swindled, he'll want to take Zhou Liangyun's life!"

The vendor blurted out, "It's a chicken's life! The collector from Yanzhen didn't know how happy he was. He said that the copper Buddha wasn't a Ming dynasty replica, but a genuine Song dynasty gilded copper Buddha named Su Fendao Zunzhe! It was auctioned off and at least sold for two million seven hundred thousand yuan, Zhou Liangyun sold it to him for two million, and he got away with it!"

"Good grief!!!" Chen YuFei suddenly jumped three feet high, jumping up and down, shouting, "What are you saying? You're saying that thing is from the Song dynasty?! Isn't that saying someone took a copper Buddha worth two million yuan and wanted to sell it to me for tens of thousands of yuan? I didn't even want it, let alone lose out on a deal, and then this thing was sold to Zhou Liangyun and earned two million yuan?"

"Yeah!" The vendor, not bothered by the commotion, blurted out, "Manager Chen! If you had left that copper Buddha behind yesterday, today you would have made two million yuan! You're missing out on two million, my Manager Chen!"

Chen YuFei felt as if his chest was being crushed by a ton of giant stone, and he almost cried out in pain!

Just thinking about losing out on two million yuan, he gritted his teeth and yelled with eyes wide open, "Two million... ah!! I'll f**k your ancestor's grandfather!"

Chen YuFei was able to do business at Jiyuan Hall and secure his position without any threat, which shows how much he values his interests.

While he was heart and soul determined to keep his job, which paid him a few hundred thousand yuan per year with extra tens of thousands in oil and water, he didn't think about losing two million big bucks, which would be like being struck by lightning for him, even more unbearable than killing him.

And he didn't expect that he would miss out on these two million, only to have it end up in Zhou Liang's pocket, making him feel like he was dying a thousand deaths.

So, he immediately hung up the merchant's phone call and picked up his mobile to give Zhang Ermao a call.

He knew that Zhang Ermao had set his WeChat as "Do Not Disturb", so he directly called his phone.

Zhang Ermao was sleeping like a log, when his phone suddenly rang again.

He got a bit annoyed, picked up the phone, and seeing it was Chen YuFei calling again, he became furious and answered the call, spitting out: "I told you before! If there's an issue, send me a WeChat message. I'll wake up to see it. Why are you calling again?"

Chen YuFei was panicking like ants on a hot stove, spinning around in circles and jumping up and down, saying: "Ermao, big trouble! Big, big trouble!" JrNovels.com