Super Red Packet

Chapter 514

"Why do you say that? You can ask Teacher Jiao, would she be happy if you gave her a large sum of money? Or would she be happy if you gave her a set of medicine equipment? There is no doubt that it is the latter."

What Meng Xiaoben said was well-founded, Mr. Jiao seemed a little contradictory and a little shaken. He stood up, walked to the medicine set, reached out to touch the medicine cauldron, and looked at it with affectionate eyes. After a long, long time, he turned his head , asked Meng Xiaoben: "How much can your friend pay?"

Meng Xiaoben knew that this set of crude cultural relics could be sold for up to 5 yuan at the auction, because the public information of the provincial auction shows that similar cultural relics cost only 2 to 100 yuan each. Then you have to meet a buyer who really likes it.On this point, Meng Xiaoben believes that Mr. Jiao is very clear in his heart.So even if you add its humanistic value and give him [-] times the price, it should be fine!
Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoben stretched out five fingers, "Five million is okay?"

The old man shook his head without hesitation.

Meng Xiaoben thought to himself: The old guy is really greedy, 500 million is already a hundred times higher than the market price, how much does he want?
"Old Jiao, what price do you offer?"

Mr. Jiao shook his head and showed a sly smile: "Because it was your friend who offered to buy it, so he still pays the price."

Meng Xiaoben suddenly felt that the old man's heart was very ugly. He thought that if others needed it, he would smash it hard!
Meng Xiaoben was silent for a while, then said slowly: "Then how about 1000 million?"

The price of 1000 million is already more than 200 times its own value!

Meng Xiaoben had this plan in mind: He just cooperated with the old man to buy that vase and earned 500 million.Now that he offered 1000 million yuan, it was actually equivalent to paying 500 million yuan, as if he had not earned the 500 million yuan from the original vase.When I think this way, my heart is more balanced.

Meng Xiaoben thought, the old man will always agree to this price, right?
But he didn't expect that the old man shook his head and said simply: "1000 million is too low!"

Meng Xiaoben's heart jumped up quickly: 1000 million is still too low for him, so how much money does he want?
Meng Xiaoben's hands were sweating, and he clenched his fists quietly. He was ruthless: "Add another 500 million?"

"Hahahaha!" The old man laughed loudly, "1500 million? Too little, too little, this price is far lower than my psychological price!"

As soon as the old man said the psychological price, he suddenly had hope: as long as he has a psychological price, it will be easy to handle.

"Old Jiao, I was entrusted by a friend, and I don't know what my friend's psychological price is. You can tell me your psychological price first! I will discuss it with my friend. If it works, we will make a deal."

As Meng Xiaoben spoke, he immediately took out his mobile phone and called Yifei.

Before coming to the pharmacy, the two had already discussed it, and Meng Xiaoben pretended to call to ask his friend the price.

Meng Xiaoben whispered a few words to Yifei, turned off the phone, and said to the old man: "My friend hopes to buy it for 2000 million yuan."

The old man still shook his head, he smiled, his expression was very strange, like a master holding a piece of meat in his hand, facing a hungry dog, he needs this dog to beg to him constantly, in the process of begging During the process, he felt great joy, and finally he wanted the dog to sell himself to him, so he was willing to throw the meat out.

Meng Xiaoben tried his best to hold back the dissatisfaction in his heart, and asked gently: "Old Jiao, please tell me your price!

"My psychological price is [-] million."

Mr. Jiao said firmly.

As soon as Meng Xiaoben heard this price, he felt his head buzzing: this price is too outrageous!

Does the old man really not want to sell this set of things?He deliberately used this astronomical price to scare away buyers?
Meng Xiaoben had an idea: I might as well give it a try, whether he really wants to sell it or fake it.

"One hundred million?" Meng Xiaoben asked in pretended surprise.

"It's less than [-] million, don't even think about taking them away." The old man's expression was very wolfish, even a little ferocious. From his face, one can see the excitement in his heart, that kind of incomparable desire for money.

Meng Xiaoben stretched out his hand, walked forward, held the old man's hands at once, and said with a hearty smile: "Old Jiao, it's really a coincidence, my friend told me just now, you can say that 2000 million is the psychological price, but he finally Tell me, the highest price is 1 million yuan, and it can't be raised any more. You and my friend are really destined! You deserve the deal, and the price of the two of you is the same."

The old man was completely confused by Meng Xiaoben, thinking that the 1 million yuan was really a deal, his eyes immediately turned blood red, his voice suddenly became hoarse, his hands were trembling, and Meng Xiaoben held his hand, feeling cold. Bingbing, it can be seen how excited he is inside!
"I'm also looking at your face, so I reluctantly parted with you!" Mr. Jiao couldn't forget the hypocrisy while being excited.

The more Meng Xiaoben looked at his face, the more disgusted he felt in his heart: This old guy, at a critical moment, wants to squeeze other people's bones dry!

Meng Xiaoben told Mr. Jiao that his friend will leave from the provincial capital immediately and will arrive in an hour.

The old man was so excited that his lips trembled a little, fidgeting, looking at his watch for a while, and looking out the window for a while, wishing that Meng Xiaoben's friend would arrive soon, and the 1 million yuan would be in hand soon.

But after an hour, the friend has not arrived yet.

Meng Xiaoben called Yifei, and after talking to Yifei in a low voice, he turned off the phone and said to the old man very regretfully: "My friend changed his mind, his wife thinks the price is too high and doesn't want to buy it." gone."

The old man almost fell to the ground!His face was pale, and beads of sweat gradually ooze from his forehead: the 1 million yuan in his hand was lost!
Seeing his embarrassment, Meng Xiaoben was both amused and annoyed in his heart, crossing his legs, admiring the old man's ugliness while smoking.

The old man asked: "Then I lower the price to 5000 million, will he buy it? I swear in the name of my ancestors, I can't lower the price any more!"

Meng Xiaoben scolded in his heart: If you don't eat a toast, you will be fined!
But Meng Xiaoben really can't afford 5000 million yuan now, so he said with a smile: "Mr. Jiao should keep this set of family heirlooms for now. It can't be said that it can be sold for [-] million yuan, or even [-] billion yuan."

After Meng Xiaoben finished speaking, he took his leave and left.

The business deal collapsed, and Meng Xiaoben returned home.

He came to the basement and said to the little turtle, "Aren't you resourceful? I'm in trouble now, but you can help me out!"

The little turtle heaved a long sigh, "If you can't buy it or steal it, what else can you do? Anyway, I'm at the end of my rope. Go find the vixen and see what the vixen can do?"

"Don't call him a vixen. He's not a vixen. He's only a fox, but he has the spirit of a fox in him. You have to learn to respect him!"

(End of this chapter)