"Imperial edict!"

Wang Yue was so shocked that he almost fell to his knees.

"Is this thing of yours real or fake?"

"Of course it's true."

Cheng Wushuang rushed to speak, "This is the imperial edict written personally by the young emperor of Shenglong Kingdom to our commander."

"Your coach!"

Wang Yue was troubled again.

And their head coach, what is going on?

This girl would occasionally say something strange, which was really confusing.

Cheng Wushuang also realized his slip of the tongue and unconsciously shrank his neck.

Wang Yan rushed to say, "Aren't you quite knowledgeable about antiques? You can tell the real from the fake at a glance!"

As he spoke, he handed the imperial edict to Wang Yue.

Wang Yue took it and unfolded it, and saw that the imperial edict was made of a kind of fine yellow silk.

It feels smooth to the touch and has a certain heaviness.

The handles at both ends seemed to be made of some kind of wood, with delicate cloud patterns carved on them.

Although it has gone through years, the exquisite craftsmanship can still be clearly seen.

Many details are correct and there is no sign of falsification. It must be authentic.

After observing it for a moment, he asked in surprise: "How do you have such a thing?"

"Then just leave it alone."

Wang Yan grinned, "Now, all these things are given to you, name your price!"

"Ahem."

Wang Yue coughed dryly, "I dare not accept this imperial edict."

Wang Yan subconsciously asked, "Why?"

Wang Yue said with a somewhat grim expression: "I can't tell the price."

"It doesn't matter."

Wang Yan pointed at other things and said, "I'll sell all of these to you."

"Ahem."

Wang Yue coughed again, and his expression became even more embarrassed.

"Mr. Wang, these things of yours add up to hundreds of millions. I can't eat so much."

"Uh, haha!"

Wang Yan laughed, "That's easy. Just pick whichever one you like."

"I'll keep this vase, but I don't want the others."

Wang Yue had already thought about it, "How about I offer 50 million?"

"become."

Wang Yan nodded, "It's whatever you say."

"Give me your card number and I will transfer the money to you." Wang Yue was overjoyed.

I got several million, I'm so lucky.

Cheng Wushuang, who was watching from the side, was so nervous that he almost went crazy.

It turns out that these things are so valuable here.

However, this kind of stuff is also very expensive in the Holy Dragon Kingdom. It is only because of the natural disaster that it has become worthless.

After a moment, Wang Yue looked at the other antiques and said to Wang Yan, "Aren't you going to sell these?"

"Of course I have to. Otherwise, how can I buy steel from you?"

"so……"

Wang Yan took out a gold ingot and said, "Sell these to me, and this gold nugget will be yours."

"Gold ingots!"

Wang Yue hurriedly took it and checked it, and found that it was still from the Holy Dragon period.

It cannot be measured by the price of gold at all because this thing is an antique.

Wang Yue was even happier and immediately promised: "Tomorrow at the latest, okay?"

"Oh, sure." Wang Yan agreed decisively.

"I need to take some pictures." Wang Yue said, took out his mobile phone, and started taking pictures and recording short videos.

Ten minutes later, a middle-aged man named Chen came to visit, specifically for a large number of antiques.

After looking at the room full of porcelain, he did some calculations and offered a price of 84 million.

When Wang Yan saw that this was indeed a big buyer, he was about to agree.

But before he could even open his mouth, Wang Yue started bargaining.

“Boss Chen, these things are worth more than 80 million in your hands.”

"We also paid for it, you have to let us make some money!"

"We don't ask for exorbitant prices, and we don't accept black people."

"How about this! 90 million, you pack it all up and take it away."

"If you find any problem or counterfeit in the future, you can come back to us."

"We will compensate you in full and will not let you suffer any loss."

"Now that you've said that, I won't bargain with you. Ninety million is ninety million. I want it all."

Chen Guodong acted very generously, "Give me the card number."

Cheng Wushuang, who was standing by, was so nervous that he almost went crazy.

The 50 million yuan that the vase cost was more or less reasonable. At least, that thing was very expensive in the Holy Dragon Country.

But all these are rubbish!

It's unbelievable that a room full of broken bowls can be sold for 90 million.

The people here are really stupid and have a lot of money.

Aren’t the white porcelain bowls and plates in the supermarket much better than these!

A moment later, Chen Guodong ordered his men to start beating the goods.

In less than an hour, we left the villa.

"Ding-ling-ling..."

As soon as Wang Yan saw Chen Guodong off, his cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was Sun Hao calling, he moved his fingers and said unhappily, "What's the matter?"

"What do you want from me? I have a lot to worry about!"

Sun Hao had called Wang Yan before, but he didn't answer, so his tone was not very good.

"They're chasing me for the final payment of 120 million yuan, but you disappeared and didn't answer my calls..."

"I'll call you right away." Wang Yan interrupted Sun Hao.

I went there last night and came back before noon.

He didn't disappear for long before he couldn't hold on any longer. From then on, he had to get large amounts of supplies himself.

Besides, he is good at asking questions and is not suitable for this job.

"Call me right back! Ha, all right."

Sun Hao immediately changed his tone.

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