Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

2Mei Chaoning had long carried out a summary of the antiques and had also sent over the reference prices. These were the basis for their negotiations.     0

    

Branson had also invited the professional team to negotiate, even though Branson wanted to give him face, but he was a businessman, since he was selling things, he had to negotiate things in detail.    

    

Yang Bo called and chatted with Branson in the living room, not participating in this matter.    

    

All the way until night, Yang Bo looked at Branson, and smiled: "It's getting late, and everyone is tired, let's stop here for today!"    

    

"Alright!" nodded. This old man had accompanied Yang Bo for an entire day, so he was already exhausted, but with Yang Bo here, he couldn't say much.    

    

He sent for Mei Chaoning, and when they came over, Yang Bo stood up and left with them.    

    

As he sat in the car, Yang Bo carefully asked about the progress of the negotiations, and heard that there were only ten antiques discussed today, Yang Bo could not help but frown: "During the negotiations, do not be too fussy, relax the price, hurry up!"    

    

Mei Chaoning looked at Yang Bo in shock, "You probably have never participated in such negotiations before?"    

    

"What's wrong?" Yang Bo asked in shock. He had indeed never participated in such negotiations before.    

    

Mei Chaoning said helplessly: "Our speed can already be considered very fast. In the past, buying an antique would take ten to fifteen days to half a month to negotiate, how much money do you need to spend just to do that!"    

    

Yang Bo waved his hand, "It's fine, just spend more. Don't mind it too much, you have to speed up."    

    

Mei Chaoning nodded, "Alright, I will speed up tomorrow!"    

    

Yang Bo asked again: "Show me the list of names."    

    

Mei Chaoning asked for Fann Changhua's name off the list and gave it to him. Yang Bo took it and took a pen, and immediately started drawing on the list.    

    

"What are you doing?" Mei Chaoning asked in surprise.    

    

Yang Bo did not reply, but directly added 20 to 30 antiques onto the list, "Let's not talk about these, Old Branson will leave behind some of the heirs to the antiques, let's just leave these to them!"    

    

Branson immediately took the name list and looked at it. Seeing that Yang Bo had picked out all the common antiques, even though there were one or two of them, there were still very few of them, so he heaved a sigh of relief, "Alright!"    

    

Yang Bo laughed, and did not say much. He used to think that returning the treasures was equivalent to buying all the treasures, but now, he gradually understood, there were so many treasures in the country, even if he bought them all, what could he do?    

    

Most of the Ming and Qing Porcelain already had a large collection in the country. The price of these porcelain was also high, so it was not a good deal to buy them back. Instead, it would be better to buy a few less antiques or antiques that were not available in the country!    

    

Of course, Yang Bo did not say these words out loud. This time, all the antiques that he had bought were not in his hands, but it gave him a way to go about this, as it was entirely possible for him to enrich his own museum.    

    

In the next two days, Yang Bo sat at Branson's house and chatted with him. The old man, Branson, was unable to take it anymore and could only drag his son over.    

    

However, Branson Jr. did not give Yang Bo any face, and always spoke in a weird tone, as if he was being chased away by a Old Branson.    

    

Yang Bo had no choice but to let Branson go back to rest, he himself returned straight back to the hotel.    

    

Wu Qiang and Hu Laosi had rushed to London yesterday and had followed behind Yang Bo today. When they returned to the hotel, Yang Bo explained their doubts in cultivation.    

    

After the explanation, Yang Bo looked at Hu Laosi and said: "Old Hu, you grew up in Hong Kong City, your English is also not bad. I will give you a mission."    

    

Hu Laosi immediately sat up straight, "Sir, please instruct me."    

    

The longer he cultivated, the more respect Hu Laosi had for Yang Bo. He was able to more and more clearly feel the gap between him and Yang Bo.    

    

Yang Bo nodded his head in satisfaction and said: "There is an assassin's guild called Juncker in England. They have been sending people to kill me recently, I hope that you can help me find their lair."    

    

Hu Laosi was startled for a moment, his face was full of shock, but he still agreed, "Alright, I will investigate it now!"    

    

Yang Bo nodded, "En, go on, if you need any help, feel free to tell me!"    

    

"Alright!" Hu Laosi replied.    

    

Hu Laosi agreed and turned to leave.    

    

Wu Qiang looked at Hu Laosi's disappearing figure and could not help but say: "Sir, I can also go."    

    

"What can you do if you can't even speak English?" Yang Bo waved his hand.    

    

A few days ago, the two assassins that Yang Bo caught himself were bailed out on the same day. When he came to his senses and wanted to look for the two men, he received such news, causing Yang Bo to understand, this Juncker organization was not simple!    

    

Branson seemed to have a deep taboo towards this organization, and was completely unwilling to talk about this organization.    

    

would frequently communicate with Cao Yuande to have him send people over, but Cao Yuande was a cunning fox, he knew that Yang Bo had put in a lot of effort in negotiating, so he was even more unwilling to send people over, which made Yang Bo very angry.    

    

Just as Yang Bo was waiting for news from Junke, Wu Qiang suddenly knocked on his door.    

    

"Who is it?" Yang Bo asked.    

    

Wu Qiang opened his mouth and said: "It's people from the England."    

    

Yang Bo stared at him, "Are you saying that you're not going to ask what his identity is?"    

    

Wu Qiang replied: "I don't understand English."    

    

Yang Bo said angrily: "In the past, you were just stupid, you could not learn, now that you have refined Qi, your thoughts are clearer than before, why not take advantage of these few days to learn more?"    

    

Wu Qiang scratched his head and giggled.    

    

Yang Bo walked down the stairs, thinking about who it was that would come to find him. At the moment, he had only met with Branson and a few other families, so it was impossible for Branson to come find him.    

    

However, upon arriving at the main hall, he noticed that the person who came was a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties. He immediately relaxed.    

    

When the lady saw Yang Bo, she opened her mouth and asked: "Are you Mr Yang?"    

    

Yang Bo nodded, "You are?"    

    

The woman introduced, "I'm Louise Windsor, a female official of Buckingham Palace. I've been entrusted by Her Majesty the empress Elizabeth to invite you to Buckingham Palace as a guest!"    

    

Yang Bo was very surprised. He looked at the other party and only then did he notice a slight difference in their attire. The other party's clothes were indeed court style, and looked a little gorgeous.    

    

After receiving the invitation in the other party's hand, Yang Bo opened it and took a glance. He lifted his head to look at the other party and said, "Please convey this to Her Majesty The Queen Elizabeth, I will be there for the banquet on time."    

    

Only then did Miss Wen Sha nod, her slightly stiff face had a smile, "Then, I'll be waiting for Mr Yang's arrival."    

    

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