Zhang Ermao nodded and said to the two of them: "Fourth, go back to the printing shop and put a sign saying 'Receive Hong Kong businessman Chen Jiawei', Xiao Teng, put a sign and write 'Receive Hong Kong businessman Luo Qidong' , You can start working directly after you finish playing, and I will calculate your wages for you today!"

Zhao Laosi said in surprise: "Brother Ermao, are you in such a hurry? I haven't had time to settle down yet, why don't you wait for me, and I'll ask my brother-in-law to come over and watch for me..."

Zhang Ermao waved his hand: "I'll keep an eye on your stall. Anyway, your stuff is fake, so I'll try to sell it as high as possible for you. After you get someone, you can bring them to me."

When the two heard this, they no longer hesitated, nodded immediately, and happily went to the printing shop together.

Zhang Ermao knew that it was impossible for these two people to get someone. After all, these two names were made up by himself temporarily, and it would be hell if he could get it.

He didn't know why Ye Chen asked him to do this, but like a human being, he knew a purpose very well in his heart, that is, never ask about things that shouldn't be asked, let alone try to find out the truth.

So, he sat down directly at Zhao Laosi's booth, looked at the tatters of his booth, and placed the piece of lightning strike wood that Ye Chen gave him in the center.

Although he didn't know what the purpose of this thing was, he kept in mind Ye Chen's order that no matter who came to ask for the price, he would ask for five million.

After guarding the booth for more than an hour, a few people from the antique street came to Zhang Ermao's booth, thinking about picking up the leaks. The broken handicrafts are all sold at a high price of more than 4 digits.

After closing a few orders, Zhang Ermao couldn't help but feel like a fish in water. Although selling fake antiques to deceive people has no great future, for him, doing this thing is really a sense of accomplishment.

Seeing those wronged people with the dream of picking up leaks and getting rich, buying fake things at a high price, and all of them looking happy, Zhang Ermao felt very happy.

He couldn't help thinking in his heart: "It seems that this antique business can't be completely thrown away. Half of the happiness in life comes from this place... In the future, if Master Wu is not so busy, I can also come here every now and then to have fun. .�

Zhang Ermao was happily thinking about it in his heart when suddenly a familiar voice came and said with a pleasant smile: "Oh, Zhang Ermao, when did you come back to set up a stall again?"

Zhang Ermao looked up, and immediately said respectfully: "Oh, President Xiao! I haven't seen you for a while!"

It was Ye Chen's father-in-law Xiao Changkun who spoke.

Although Xiao Changkun is now the executive vice president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association, his love for antiques is still the same as before.

Some time ago, because of a broken relationship, he was not in a good mood, and he didn't come here for a few days.

In the past two days, he has calmed down a little, and it coincided with the weekend, so he came up with the idea of antique street again.

It's just that he didn't expect that when he arrived here, he saw an acquaintance, Zhang Ermao.

Hearing that Zhang Ermao respectfully called himself President Xiao, Xiao Changkun felt very proud, and with his hands behind his back like a leader, he said with a smile: "Ermao, I heard that you followed Hong Wuye, the military advisor next to Hong Wuye. Why did you go back to Antique Street again?"

Zhang Ermao said with a smile: "President Xiao, you really see all directions and listen to all directions. There is nothing in Jinling City that you can hide from your old man!"

Xiao Changkun was smug about being boasted, but his face pretended to be profound and said: "Er Mao, you don't have to praise me here, but there is really nothing that I, Xiao Changkun, can't figure out about the three-acre land in Jinling."

Zhang Ermao nodded, and said courteously: "President Xiao, let me tell you the truth, after staying with Master Wu for a while, I found that it might not be suitable for me, so I came back to pick up my old business." gone."

Xiao Changkun didn't doubt it either, nodded and said: "You are born to be in the antique business, and I have to say that you are my lucky star in this business. The first big mistake I picked up was five hundred thousand yuan. I gave it to you, and after you quit this business, I never picked up any big mistakes again."

Saying that, Xiao Changkun said again: "Oh, that's right, but some time ago I collected some small things one after another. From my experience, everything should be right. I'll show it to you when the time comes. If the price you offer is right, I'll let you go."

Zhang Ermao thought of the painful experience of spending half a million yuan to buy a fake from Xiao Changkun. If it wasn't for Ye Chen's face, how could he spend that unjustly money?

Thinking of this, he chuckled and said hastily: "Don't leave President Xiao, I won't accept anything now."

"No more?" Xiao Changkun frowned, pointing to a large pile of things on his stall and asked: "You don't accept things anymore, where did you get these things? You can't make them yourself at home, can you?"

Zhang Ermao said: "President Xiao, to tell you the truth, I am adjusting my business direction now. In the past, I didn't care if it was true or not, and I would throw everything away. I've checked out the risk before, and spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a piece of crap that wasn't even worth ten fucking dollars, and lost half a year's income in one fell swoop..."

As he said that, he glanced at Xiao Changkun nervously, seeing that Xiao Changkun didn't understand the meaning of his words, he hurriedly said again: "So President Xiao, I'm going to change the number now, and I'm selling, just sell fakes , take it, I only accept fakes..." JrNovels.com