Chapter 338: Not for sale!

In the broken vase, the folded paper was sandwiched, and it was carefully unfolded in the middle of the week, for fear that the paper would break, and after unfolding, it was found that it was a word! Looking at the inscription, it turned out to be Song Huizong Zhao Ji!

The treasure hunter immediately identified that this character was authentic and came from the hand of Song Huizong Zhao Ji! Song Huizong was a very interesting emperor in history. He was not very good as an emperor, and ruined the country. However, in his painting and calligraphy, he was definitely a remarkable figure in history. If Zhao Ji is not the emperor, he is definitely a great calligrapher and painter with a long history.

Looking at the value of this word again in the middle of the week, it turned out to be eight million! I was full of joy in the middle of the week. This time I came to Panjiayuan. This handwriting is worth 8 million. I just picked the five gadgets. The cheapest one is worth a hundred thousand, and the most expensive one. It costs half a million for each piece.

The owner of the antique shop was originally ecstatic, and felt that he had met two people who were taken advantage of tonight and had made a profit, and he wanted to celebrate. But when I saw that I broke the vase after leaving the shop in the middle of the week, I took something out of it.

After opening so many antique shops, he was so good, he hurriedly followed out, stood on the steps and swept his eyes, suddenly shocked!

"This...this is the words of Song Huizong Zhao Ji!" The boss rushed to the front in two steps, reaching out to grab it.

Can you take the word away by midweek? He smiled and moved a step to the side, suddenly letting the boss fail, and asked: "Boss, what are you doing?"

The boss's face changed one after another, and the words of Song Huizong Zhao Ji were worth eighteen million! Today was really TM, but let this kid pick it up for nothing, or pick it from his own hands! Does the boss' anger start from his heart? The evil is guilty, and he coldly said to Zhou Zhong: "You give me the words, I won't sell this vase, and I will pay you 50,000 yuan!"

Zhong Zhou frowned and sneered: "Boss, are you kidding me? There are rules for gambling to buy and leave. I give you the money and all the things are out of the store. It has nothing to do with you. Why should I pay? Back to you?"

The boss was full of savage expression, and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! Let you hand it over and hand it over, boy, let me tell you, do you know what this place is? Panjiayuan! It's not you who can be wild, hurry up Come out, Lord, I will give you those five gadgets, but if you don't hand them over!"

"How about if you don't pay?" Zhou Zhong asked, looking at the boss with a smile.

"No, I won't let you go out today!" The boss said harshly.

Zhou Zhong smiled and stood aside, and said very relaxedly: "Really? Now in a society under the rule of law, I have to be threatened when I buy things. I have reason to go wherever I go. I see how you keep me from getting out."

The boss is also cruel, and the value of tens of millions is too attractive, so he directly took out his mobile phone and said cruelly: "Give it out to me, here to buy and sell!"

In less than half a minute, five or six brawny men with big waists came out from the shop, each one glared at Zhou Zhong, and asked the boss, "Boss, what should I do with this kid?"

The boss snorted coldly: "Hmph, the kid who doesn't know how to promote, drag me into the store and beat me!"

"Yes!" Several strong men yelled and were about to arrest someone.

At this moment, an angry blast sounded behind him.

"Stop it!"

A few people looked back and saw two young people in their twenties walking over. They were very generous in their clothes. At first glance, they were not ordinary people. At this time, both of them looked very ugly.

"Brother Zhou, are you okay?" Luo Hai walked over and asked Zhou Zhong.

Zhou Zhong smiled and shook his head. He looked at the boss playfully and said, "With just a few of them, what can you do with me?"

Luo Hai laughed and said, "No, the soldiers in a battalion in the barracks can't stop you, they count farts."

The young man who came with Luo Hai looked at the boss at this time and exclaimed angrily: "Do you still want to open this store? Anyone dare to move, right?"

The boss saw that there were many people on his side, and the other three were all young men, and said with an air: "Boy, don't be nosy, get out, or you will clean up with you."

The young man laughed arrogantly for a moment: "Haha, you boss is really interesting, do you want me to call my dad? Or do you even tidy up with my dad?"

"Which green onion is your dad?" the boss asked disdainfully, thinking that this young man was pretending to be B, but in fact it was nothing.

The youth said with a playful look: "My dad's name is Zhou Jihui, which green onion do you think it is?"

"Zhou Jihui?" The boss thought the name was familiar, but suddenly he thought of something, his face changed drastically, and asked in horror: "You...your father is Minister Zhou of the Ministry of Culture."

Seeing that this guy is quite knowledgeable, the young man said with an arrogant look: "Yes, do you want to clean him up? I can take you there. He is drinking with my uncles from the Ministry of Public Security at the moment."

The boss was almost scared to pee, and he quickly apologized: "Shao Zhou! You see what you said, Shao Zhou. Isn't this scolding me? I don't dare to give me ten thousand courage. I’m wrong. I don’t know Taishan and I didn’t recognize your little masters. Don’t blame you.”

The youth has been instructing the boss in the middle of the week: "Okay, this is my brother. My brother will come back to buy things in the future and wipe your dog's eyes off the bright spots. If my brother is dissatisfied, I will dismantle you. shop!"

The boss was excited, and replied again and again: "Yes, yes, I must greet several young masters."

The young man nodded in satisfaction and said: "Okay, get out!"

"Yes, I'll get out of here!" The boss was relieved, and quickly fled back to the store with a few strong men, his heart beating.

The latest * chapter? P.!

The minister of the Ministry of Culture, that is what they are in charge of! The State Administration of Cultural Heritage is a second-level unit of the Ministry of Culture, and cleaning up their antique shop is just like playing. Xin said that today was really hitting the iron plate. Who would have thought that a seemingly humble kid would be brother to the son of the head of the Ministry of Culture.

At this time in the middle of the week, Luo Hai smiled and introduced the two to the two: "Brother Zhou, this is the one who has just come to Beijing to be strong. Haha, the same name as you is Zhou Kai! The Ministry of Culture The minister's son."

Then he said to Zhou Kai: "Lao Kai, this is the mid-week brother I told you about. He is definitely a strange person! Only you can't think of it, and there is nothing my Zhou brother can't do!"

Zhou Kai shook hands with Zhou Zhong politely, and didn't catch a cold with the strange people Luo Hai said. He believed that strange people were all cheated and deceived and had no real skills. However, despite their arrogance, these dudes are just like this, they can't change it, they are still very polite to Zhou Zhong.

"Your surname is Zhou. I call you Brother Zhou just like Luo Hai. You can call me Lao Kai. They all call it that way." Zhou Kai said with a very bold look.

"Okay, Lao Kai, thank you for this today." Zhou Zhong smiled.

Zhou Kai waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "This is nothing wrong, let's go, our third brother will go and have a drink. I will treat you tonight."

In the middle of the week, he glanced at Zhou Kai. There was a cloud of black air on his forehead. This is a great omen. If you don't deal with it properly, there will be blood and light disasters, and death!