The tentative curtain is coming.
The whole sea is black, riveting, and not five fingers.
At this moment, the cruise ship seems to have been moored on the open sea, and above the cruise ship, the lights are shining, and from time to time the sound of music is wafting out through the sea breeze.
After Ye Fan took Long Tian and Feng Ge to have dinner in the restaurant, Ye Fan was not interested in the cocktail party held by the organizer.
So the three of them saw that the time was almost up, and walked directly to the place where the free trade fair was held.
The free trade fair was arranged by the organizer in a hall of about 1,000 square meters on the ground floor, and when Ye Fan and the three of them came to the scene, many customers who were ready to sell their items had already set up their bunks and put some of the items they carried on the shelves.
Or sell or exchange.
As long as both parties are willing, then the deal can be made, and there are not a few guests who come to Taobao, look at their lines, those who are also rich people from time to time someone is bargaining for a while, but it is also very lively.
Ye Fan took a cursory look at the items generally sold, with antiques, calligraphy, paintings, bottles, cans, etc., it was not unusual, Ye Fan felt very unrefreshed, just when Ye Fan was slightly disappointed and was about to leave, suddenly a large group of people around a stall in front of him seemed to be talking about something, and pointing from time to time Ye Fan went back anyway, and he was idle, so he simply decided to go and see what was going on, and the three of them stepped forward, looking through the gap in the crowd, they saw a group of guests surrounding him, and the middle-aged man who seemed to be the stall owner was constantly mocking the middle-aged man wearing a set of somewhat wrinkled suits, as for what brand it was, he couldn't see it clearly, his face was a little pale, and his beard was very haggard, but from his temperament and appearance, it was from everyone, just looking at the middle-aged man's down-and-out look, it must be the decline of the family.
"I said, you can't be poor and crazy, just this broken ring and this broken sheepskin.
You actually offered 10 million" A middle-aged man in the crowd wearing a brand-name leather coat and holding a chick with an unusually hot body in his arms spitted and mocked at the stall owner, looking like he was watching a joke.
"Yes, yes, just these two rags, it is estimated that the scrap collector will not want it, and he is embarrassed to put it here, the lion opened his mouth, it is really an eye-opener today" A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, thin like a bamboo pole, with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, also echoed the middle-aged man who looked like a traitor.
Look at his arrogant appearance, as if he is a high master, but the middle-aged man in front of him is like his slave, a standard poor worm.
With the mockery of the two, the scene was even more commotionous, and the words were ugly and vulgar blurted out from their mouths, and the spitting star seemed to not drown the middle-aged man and vowed not to give up And the middle-aged man seemed to ignore these ugly faces in front of him, and just said lightly: "Everyone, if you don't want to buy, please leave, as for whether I'm crazy or not, it doesn't seem to hinder your business."
A group of people thought of the pot-bellied man and the skinny man who looked like a bamboo pole.
In the face of the stall owner's cold words.
The arrogant hearts seemed to have been insulted, and they ruthlessly started a new round of speech attacks on middle-aged men.
The momentum can be described as menacing, and there is a great tendency not to scold the middle-aged man to the point of blood, die of shame, and never stop talking.
Ye Fan despised the group of people in front of him, this is the so-called rich man, it is really shameful to build his happiness on the pain of others.
Ye Fan wanted to see what the tatters were talking about, and his eyes swept over the stall.
I saw that there was nothing on the stall.
There was only a broken sheepskin, and on top of it was a silver-white ring with a dull color and a simple appearance.
Ye Fan pushed aside the crowd, stepped forward, reached out and picked up the ring, looked at it carefully, and took a closer look, the current woman's decree was densely carved with all kinds of spell words, and Ye Fan couldn't understand what it meant for a while, but there was a wonderful feeling in his subconscious, this ring didn't seem to be as simple as it seemed on the outside.
Could it be that there is some secret hidden in it, but this is also Ye Fan's feeling for a moment, almost in a flash.
For the middle-aged man in front of him, Ye Fan admires it very much, as the so-called no one will not be down, even if it is the emperor, it cannot be avoided, and helping others at a critical time may also be a kind of accumulation of virtue.
Shi Fan smiled: "Sir, I want this sheepskin and ring, I'll give you 20 million, what do you think."
Ye Fan's voice fell.
The onlookers were stupid, the young man in front of him shouldn't have been in the water in his brain, or he couldn't use the money.
Twenty million, it is better to buy some antique collections, and even buy these two rags, everyone despised them for a while, but they were glared at by Feng Ge and Long Tian angrily.
He scolded coldly: "Get out, Xiao suddenly burst out of his body with a murderous aura, and the group of guys were scared and left, just turning back while walking, muttering something in their mouths."
And the little middle-aged stall owner was also very surprised that Ye Fan bid 20 million, although these two items were handed down by his ancestors, and he didn't know how many generations had passed, according to the genealogy.
This thing was obtained by the ancestors by accident.
Although it is old, middle-aged men have no bottom in their hearts.
This ring has been identified by countless antiquities experts, but the experts have come to a conclusion that they don't know what metal this thing is made of, and there is no other conclusive conclusion.
This scissor, the middle-aged man was full of gratitude, and said with some excitement: "This little brother, if you want it, 10 million will do." ” Ye Fan was also a little stunned when he saw that this middle-aged man had rejected his proposal of 20 million.
Unexpectedly, this middle-aged man was also an upright person, and his heart was even more favorable, and he said with a smile: "This big brother, I can see that your family must be in urgent need of money, otherwise, you wouldn't be like this."
So the 10 million will be for me to help you, and I hope you don't shirk."
"Thank you," the middle-aged man's voice choked up.
Since the fall of the family, the middle-aged man has deeply felt what is called the hot and cold state of the world, the warmth and coldness of the people, and those so-called relatives and friends who once saw themselves were afraid to avoid it, in their eyes, the original fragrant bun instantly became a thin god, and even there was no shortage of people who were sneering, bullying and suppressing themselves, and it was also commonplace to read a book and dry a different body clam: