Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

"In this case, then you write me an IOU, and I will wash the lotus leaf pen and put it here for you first. You can collect as much cash as you can now. When the bank opens, you can withdraw the remaining money. Come. I'll come and get it when the time comes." Qiao Yi'an tapped his fingers on the table, thought for a while and said.

This is the only way she can think of now. The other party is open to do business. Qiao Yian is not worried about the other party cheating. If this person really dares to cheat for such a small amount of money, although she doesn't have much power now, she still has a way at hand. The opponent can't get along.

"Okay, I'll go to the ATM to withdraw money now." Lao Zhou made the final decision, "Old Zhao, I'll sit in the store and take a look first. I'll be back soon."

A card from the ATM machine can withdraw 20,000 yuan, plus the remaining money in his store. Lao Zhou estimated that he could withdraw 80,000 to 90,000 yuan at a time, and give the remaining 400,000 yuan to the other party later.

Since the ATM was very close, it only took Lao Zhou less than ten minutes to go back and forth. He piled up the money that he had sorted out yesterday in the store, counted it twice, and pushed the money to Qiao Yi'an, " Little girl, there are a total of 85,000 here. The bank will open at nine o'clock. For the remaining 395,000, come here at ten o'clock and I will prepare it for you."

As he said that, Lao Zhou handed the IOU that he had already written to Qiao Yian. It not only had Lao Zhou's signature, seal, and fingerprints, but also had the witness of Lao Zhao. Qiao Yian nodded and put the IOU in his arms. Turning around and leaving this narrow antique shop,

Lao Zhao behind him looked at Qiao Yian's retreating figure and couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age. He has been working in this industry for so many years. In addition to the early years when the antique appraisal system was not perfect and there were not so many people picking up leaks, he also found a lot of good things. Thinking about it now, In the days when antique collecting was booming, he never picked up such good things again, and he might not be able to do so once in a year or two.

Despite the large number of vendors in this morning market, there are countless old things piled here every time, but you have to choose such a treasure from so many things. Just like finding a needle in a haystack, it is not a simple matter.

"I don't know who taught this little girl. She really has two brushes!" Lao Zhao sighed at the side. Lao Zhou packed up the lotus leaf brush and was also interested, so he and Lao Zhao During the conversation, they talked about the things that happened when they met Qiao Yi'an just now.

Naturally, Qiao Yian didn't know the topic of the conversation between the two parties.

With ninety-five thousand yuan in her hand, she turned around and walked towards the agarwood pen holder stall she had seen before. It was past seven o'clock, and most of the people in front of the stalls had dispersed. There were far fewer people arriving, and some stalls were also preparing to pack up their things, waiting for dozens of minutes to pass before packing up and leaving.

When Qiao Yi'an walked to the middle-aged man's stall, he was chatting with a buyer. The two of them were holding the Chenghua Doucai that Qiao Yi'an had heard the middle-aged man talk about before. Spring Grass and Insect Crying Cup...

Qiao Yi'an felt as if she had seen the scene in the morning. Listening to the other party continue to talk about Cheng Hua Doucai, Qiao Yi'an blinked and felt that the other party was so thick-skinned that she was afraid she would never be able to learn it in this life. .

When the buyer heard what this man said about Chenghua Doucai, his eyes were obviously shining and he was very moved.

Qiao Yi'an: "..."