king with you!"Yang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, a terrifying gleam flashing in them: "The money has already been transferred. Can you just refuse to sell because you say so""Your money, I'll transf..."Then let's pick out a gift here."

After parking his car, Yang Chen headed towards the Century Antique City.

The Century Antiques City is the largest antique city in the entire provincial capital, with a total of five floors. The higher you go, the better the quality of the antiques.

The first and second floors were like a market, with all kinds of antiques haphazardly placed on the tables. Many customers were browsing around, looking for something special.

The third and fourth floors are small shops, with carefully arranged items. There are obviously fewer customers.

As soon as I reached the fifth floor, I saw a large golden plaque reading "Tianfu City" hanging above the stairway entrance.

This name clearly has an ancient style. The character "fǔ" is usually found in the residences of noble families, while the characters "tiān" and "chéng" are even more magnificent and imposing.

These few characters together not only sound pleasant but also carry the meaning of prosperity and wealth.

And the entire five layers, are

As it belongs to Tianfu City and occupies such a large space in the Century Antique City, one can imagine how extraordinary Tianfu City is.

The vast city of Tianfu is like an ancient antique showroom, with exquisite and quaint ceramics, calligraphy and painting, jadeware and other miscellaneous items available in abundance.

Several salespeople, from afar, saw Yang Chen and sized him up from head to toe.

From his ordinary attire, these salespeople who were used to serving the wealthy gave up on serving him.

"Hello, sir. May I ask what you would like to order I can give you a recommendation."

Just then, a young salesperson approached, a sincere smile on his face.

Other salespeople saw this and all had a look of disdain, as if they were watching a joke.

As the best antique shop in the entire provincial city, Tianfu City's antiques are worth hundreds of thousands to tens of millions.

Even some nouveau riches, if they came, might not be able to afford it, let alone a young man in secondhand clothes.

Most people just come to see what the fuss is about.

I need two small items, one for a senior around 70 years old and one for a girl around 20 years old as birthday presents. Can you recommend some

Yang Chen said, he glanced at the young female salesperson's name tag, which read Wang Yan.

"Sir, what's your psychological price" Wang Yan asked again.

"They're all around 10 million or so! Of course, if there's a more suitable one, exceeding this price, it's fine as long as the item is good." Yang Chen said.

Hearing Yang Chen's words, the several salespeople from afar all wore expressions of disdain, and they didn't believe at all that Yang Chen would buy two antiques worth millions.

"Yang Chen"

Just then

At that time, a surprised voice suddenly rang out.

A saleswoman in work clothes walked over.

At first glance, Yang Chen only felt a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember who the other person was.

When he saw the saleswoman's name tag, he suddenly realized that this woman was his college classmate.

"Yu Xiaowei, long time no see!" Yang Chen nodded slightly.

His eyes showed no emotion whatsoever as he looked at Yu Xiaowei, as if they had just met.

It's been over five years since we last saw each other.

At that time, Yu Xiaowei was known for her dating life, which was quite chaotic. Every few months, she would have a new boyfriend.

It is said that this woman was kept by someone when she first entered college.

But everything is just hearsay, what the truth is, Yang Chen doesn't know either.

"It's really you! I didn't expect to run into you here."

To Xiaowei

She feigned surprise, but her eyes twinkled with amusement. "And you, where are you hiding now You've managed to make it all the way to Tianfu City for some shopping!"

"It's been five years since I graduated, and I've only managed to scrape by as a small manager in Chengdu. My annual salary is just 500,000 yuan. Compared to you, the top student, I must be worlds apart, right"

Yu Xiaowei deliberately said her annual salary out loud, puffed out her chest, and touched the name tag on her shirt, afraid Yang Chen couldn't see the word "Manager" on it.

Yu Xiao Wei, as a classmate of Yang Chen during their university years, knows his situation very well.

She naturally wouldn't believe it, that just five years after graduation, Yang Chen could afford a million-dollar antique.

"Just doing some small business, getting by. I'm still nowhere near you," Yang Chen said with a faint smile.

Where could he possibly not hear the sarcasm in Xiao Wei's words

(The End)

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