On Yang Zhaozhao's birthday, Xiao Cui prepared a gift, which she bought with her own money. It was a zodiac dog made of gold.
Yang Zhaozhao was surprised: "Did you buy it?"
Xiao Cui smiled and nodded: "I asked Brother Li to accompany me to buy it at the gold shop. Brother Li said that this year is the Year of the Dog, so I bought a little golden dog for Sister Zhao Zhao!"
Yang Zhaozhao was touched: "Thank you, Xiaocui, for the expense. I like it. Please put it on me!"
The puppy is a bracelet tied with a red rope, and it looks very beautiful when worn on the hand.
It’s mainly Xiao Cui’s intention.
He worked so hard to make money by working part-time on weekends and bought her a golden dog. How could one not be happy with such a thoughtful gesture?
Not only Xiao Cui, but others also prepared gifts.
Yang Zhaozhao exclaimed that it was a waste of money, as she had everything in her material space.
However, what they gave was incomparable to the material space.
Yang Zhaozhao was very generous in accepting gifts, and he did not forget to complain to the material space: "They all gave gifts, so what do you, the one I interact with the most, have to say?"
Material space: [......]
"What do six points mean?" Yang Zhaozhao was very flattering: "Does it mean you want to give me six hundred thousand?"
The material space seemed to struggle for a long time before speaking: [Since you asked for a birthday present, I will give you a chance to repay the overdue debt! ]
Yang Zhaozhao's eyes lit up. If the material space had a physical body, she would hug it and give it a kiss: "Thank you, this gift is really thoughtful!"
Material space: [......]
Yang Zhaozhao was already satisfied that he could extend the period after getting it once. You know, material space is very limited.
It would be boring to just have a meal at a birthday party, but unfortunately there are not many entertainment activities nowadays.
Lin Xiaofang happened to ask: "Zhao Zhao, when will your commercial plaza open? It seems to have been capped, right?"
Yang Zhaozhao nodded: "The interior is still under renovation. It will probably take a few months. We'll see how it goes. When it opens, I'll invite you all to come over for food, drinks and fun."
"Okay!"
Everyone is looking forward to it.
Speaking of this, Yang Zhaozhao arranged something for himself.
For such a large square, a lot of people are needed. They understand the whole process, so she has already asked Feng Heng to recruit people. A lot of people are needed, including several cleaners.
You have to recruit people in advance and train them, which is a lot of work to do in the early stages.
On Saturday, Yang Zhaozhao went to the teahouse.
She wanted to see what expensive things Zhao Dajun had prepared for her.
Zhao Dajun saw Yang Zhaozhao coming and stood up with a smile: "Oh, sister is here, I didn't ask for your number last time, and I couldn't find you when I had something to do. Luckily I met that rag collector!"
In fact, he moved to the place where Yang Zhaozhao used to live, but when he asked, he found out that he had moved and even the neighbors didn't know where he had moved to.
I just know it, but I won’t tell anyone even if they ask.
Yang Zhaozhao knew that the Sun Hui had escaped, and there might be others, so he did not reveal his new address. Even if he did, it would only be to familiar friends.
Everyone knew about Yang Zhaozhao's situation, but when a stranger asked her about it, she would not tell him anything.
That’s Xiao Xiao Grandpa. Zhao Dajun gave him one dollar, but Xiao Xiao Grandpa didn’t say anything.
"What is it?" Yang Zhaozhao skipped the pleasantries. There was nothing to talk about with this Zhao Dajun. If he hadn't taken the initiative to ask her out, she wouldn't have kept in touch with him.
"I have received another vase. Take a look and see if you want it." Zhao Dajun took out an enameled porcelain vase. It was real and worth some money.
He and Sun Hui had discussed it and decided that if it was not valuable, they would not let Yang Zhaozhao do it.
Since it's a test, you must come up with something good.
Sun Hui did not come this time. He had escaped with great difficulty before, and he would not come to die.
Yang Zhaozhao knew it was real just by smelling it. She took a closer look at the enamel porcelain vase and asked, "What's the price of this vase? If it's suitable, I'll take it."
Zhao Dajun slapped his hands.
Yang Zhaozhao raised an eyebrow: "Five thousand?"
Zhao Dajun laughed, thinking that this woman was vicious. Sun Hui said that this was put up for auction in Hong Kong City with a minimum price of five figures, but she actually offered five thousand.
He also wants this good thing.
"Sister, you are kidding. This is from a genuine official kiln. It should cost at least five figures." Zhao Dajun didn't think about it. They sold things worth five figures.
However, compared with the large Yuan blue and white jar, this enamel porcelain bottle is much inferior.
It's just a test, how can we not be sincere?
"What's the five-digit number? Ten thousand or fifteen thousand?" Yang Zhaozhao communicated with the material space when giving the price: "What is the estimated value of this vase?"
The material space scans the enamel porcelain vase: [Enamel porcelain vase from the Qianlong period, slight defects, estimated value of 100,000 yuan. ]
Yang Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows and said, "It's okay."
"How can it be 15,000? It must be 90,000 at least." Zhao Dajun deliberately said, "If you don't believe me, take a look. This is real. You can't find it anywhere else."
"Ninety thousand is too expensive." Yang Zhaozhao held the vase and looked at it for a while. She noticed that Zhao Dajun's eyes were wide open and he was staring at her, as if he was afraid that she would drop it.
"There's nothing I can do. The only price is 90,000. If you want it, take it. If not, I'll find someone else." Zhao Dajun looked at the vase, still the same vase, and was a little curious.
She didn't even do anything.
Of course Yang Zhaozhao wouldn't do that. After all, replacing one thing with another depends on the situation. He can't do it every time, as it would easily expose his secrets.
Although 90,000 is expensive, it's not a loss. If I can sell it for 30,000, that's fine too.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhaozhao said readily, "Okay, I'll take the 90,000."
"You want it?" Zhao Dajun didn't expect Yang Zhaozhao to act out of the ordinary: "You don't want to take another look?"
Yang Zhaozhao shook his head: "If you can have less, I will take it away right now."
"Of course, I won't sell this vase." Zhao Dajun failed to find out Yang Zhaozhao's secret, and was about to leave unwillingly holding the vase.
Yang Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, then frowned at the person who was not sincere in selling the vase.
Zhao Dajun walked to the entrance of the alley and met the person arranged by Sun Hui. He said, "The vase has not been changed. It is still the same one as before. She said she also wants it for 90,000 yuan."
The other party was angry: "Why don't you sell it for 90,000? We only sold it for 60,000 at the auction, and it's 90,000 after one sale. Are you stupid?"
Zhao Dajun was indeed stupid. When he thought that 30,000 yuan had just flown away, he was furious: "Wait a minute, I'll go back and check, the person should not have left yet."
Yang Zhaozhao happened to be out, and met Zhao Dajun who was coming back from work. Zhao Dajun smiled and said, "Sister, I thought about the price you mentioned, 90,000 is 90,000, I'll give it to you with great reluctance!"
Who is Yang Zhaozhao? She is a profiteer. When she heard Zhao Dajun's offer, she said, "Forget it. I think 90,000 is too expensive. If you give me 70,000, I'll take it."
"Seventy...seventy thousand?" Zhao Dajun couldn't accept this price: "It was agreed before that it was ninety thousand."
"You agreed not to sell it before. You can sell it to someone else. This is the only amount I can give you." Yang Zhaozhao felt that he was not a dishonest businessman and should have just said fifty thousand.
However, it is difficult for 50,000 families to take care of me.
Zhao Dajun didn't want to make a move, after all, he had offered a price of 90,000 before.
He hesitated, and the people in the alley heard the noise and barked twice like a wild cat.
When Yang Zhaozhao had seen the money, Zhao Dajun said, "Okay, 70,000 is 70,000."
Yang Zhaozhao was happy. He didn't expect to win it with 70,000 yuan. He earned 50,000 yuan with tears in his eyes.
Zhao Dajun thought that at least he earned 10,000 yuan, 5,000 yuan per person, which was worth it.
Yang Zhaozhao gave the money, picked up the vase and got into the car and left. When passing by the alley, he took a look and didn't see anyone, so he thought there really was a cat.
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