Chapter 497 Really 20 Million! (One of the Twelve Consecutive Updates Is for Collection!)

"Why are you holding my hand?"

"If I don't go up again, my face will be lost. This matter must be stopped, otherwise, if it spreads out, I will become the joke of the whole circle!"

Zhao Weijun shook Zhu Deyuan's hand vigorously, and he was really a little frantic at this time.

"What's the use of you going up at this time?"

"If you really want to stop it, it should be stopped long ago, it's too late now!"

Zhu Deyuan glared at Zhao Weijun angrily.

Zhao Weijun sighed, there is nothing wrong with what he said, and the best opportunity has been missed. At this time, it is meaningless to go up and stop it. There is no doubt that what happened here today will definitely spread, and he is absolutely A few people who have become laughingstocks and have spent their time and money to invite people to make such a thing happen, they must bear the blame themselves.

"have a look!"

"Things shouldn't be that bad!"

"Since Song Yun said that it is a real Yuan Qinghua, then it is really a real Yuan Qinghua, he will never misunderstand!"

Xu Desheng comforted Zhao Weijun. It is meaningless to stop Feng Yuan and others at this time. Zhao Weijun would definitely be scolded in the past. The key point is that there is no sufficient reason to stop this matter. In a sense, Feng Yuan People like this can't wait for Zhao Weijun to go up and stop them, so that they can make things bigger.

"Do you think that Yuan Qinghua is real?"

Zhao Weijun has calmed down at this time. If Yuan Qinghua is true, the more Feng Yuan and the others danced just now, the more ugly they will be.

"I don't know this!"

"The thing is not in my hands, I just glanced at it from a distance, how can I tell it!"

Xu Desheng shook his head, he didn't dare to guarantee this.

"Zhao Weijun, if you really care, you will be confused."

"Even if you don't believe Song Yun's vision, isn't the old man next to Liao Ming standing there? Didn't he just say that the bottle was real, what should you worry about?"

"Now you don't have to do anything, just watch the fun quietly!"

Zhu Deyuan pointed at Liao Ming, who had been standing beside Song Yun silently.

Zhao Weijun only remembered this at this time, looked up at Liao Ming, and found that Liao Ming was standing there without speaking, and the expression on his face was clearly that of watching a good show.

"How did I forget about this?!"

"Liao Ming, this dead old man, standing there without saying a word, he is clearly holding back!"

Zhao Weijun patted his head hard, this time his anger completely subsided, Song Yun had already seen the essence of identification, not to mention Liao Ming, he is a good hand, both of them are sure of the bottle It is the real Yuan Qinghua, absolutely did not run.

"Humph!"

"I don't know how these jumping clowns will die this time!"

Zhao Weijun really hates Feng Yuan and the others to the bone. One good thing, such as his own appraisal this time, will ruin them.

Song Yun smiled and didn't say much. He asked Han Jun to give him the account number, then made a call to Tang Miaomiao and another call to the bank.

Han Jun's cell phone rang, and when he looked down, his eyes immediately grew like copper bells.

"This is how the same thing?"

It took several minutes for Han Jun to regain his senses. He raised his head and looked at Song Yun with a shocked expression.

"This flat bottle is worth so much, and I paid so much."

After Song Yun finished saying this, he turned to look at Liao Ming next to him.

"Mr. Liao, this is my thing, you can't keep it in your hand!"

Song Yun looked at the flat bottle in Liao Ming's hand and was very satisfied. Although the price was not low, it was worth the money.

"Mr. Song, is this too much money?"

Han Jun scratched the back of his head, looked at the long list of numbers on the phone and couldn't believe his eyes. He blinked several times, and then rubbed it several times before finally making sure that he was not wrong.

"Is it too much?"

"If it's too much, can you transfer it back to me?!"

Song Yun was happy.

Han Jun shook his head vigorously and laughed foolishly.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Isn't that enough?!"

"The real Yuan Qinghua is worth this price!"

"Speaking of which, your luck is really very good. You can buy a Yuanqinghua from any street stall. With this luck, you should make a fortune!"

"The most exciting thing about playing antiques is picking up leaks. You are lucky if you meet them!"

Song Yun waved his hand.

"How much did you pay?"

"It's not really 20 million, is it?"

"It looks like I paid 20 million!"

"It's impossible, right?"

"Why is it impossible? The money has already arrived, can this kind of thing be fake?!"

"My God! Isn't this lucky? What I bought for a few hundred dollars was sold for 20 million in a blink of an eye?!"

"Picking! Do you know what picking up is? This is picking up!"

"Picking up leaks is simply the pinnacle experience for people who play antique collections!"

"I'm so envious!"

The people watching the lively around were noisy, all of them stared at Han Jun with wide eyes, their faces were full of envy, jealousy and hatred. Most of the people who come here are antique collectors, and they can hear things like this. There are still very few people who actually encounter such a thing. Now suddenly there is one happening in front of me, and it is 20 million all at once. It is like an atomic bomb exploded in front of my eyes, and the impact is extremely huge.

What?

How is this possible?

How could this kid really buy this flat bottle for 20 million?

Feng Yuan didn't believe this at all, and strode forward to Han Jun.

"Show me!"

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"How could it really cost 20 million?"

Feng Yuan shouted at Han Jun.

"Is there something wrong with you old man?"

"How much did I sell, what's your business?"

Han Jun pushed Feng Yuan away, turned around and left, the money could not be revealed in vain, he had already reacted at this time, how could he still stay here, and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people in a blink of an eye.

"You kid made a good deal!"

"It must be said that rich people are awesome, they can buy whatever they want!"

Liao Ming shook his head and handed the flat bottle in his hand to Song Yun.

This is definitely a very cost-effective transaction. Yuanqinghua, especially the Yuanqinghua with a relatively large shape, is very rare, which is determined by the craftsmanship.

On the surface, 20 million looks like a lot. In fact, the price of Yuanqinghua has soared very fast. It only takes a year and a half to earn millions. There is no problem at all.

Liao Ming wanted to buy it, but he didn't have so much cash in his hand, so he could only sigh.