Yamaguchi Yuki and Kitano Junichiro sat on the earth and headed straight to the Treasure Pavilion. The expressions on their faces were very serious.

"Junichiro Kitano, do you think we have a chance to win that Yuan Qinghua?!"

Yamaguchi Yuki rubbed his hands, his palms were full of sweat, he was really a little nervous now, and he was about to see Song Yun.

"This matter is really hard to tell. To be precise, I don't think there is a big chance. Song Yun is really too difficult to deal with, and he seems to be a little prejudiced against us. Under this situation, I want to convince him. Selling Yuan Qinghua to us is not a simple matter."

Junichiro Kitano tells the truth, he certainly hopes that Yuki Yamaguchi can successfully buy another Yuan Qinghua, but it must be admitted that it is a bit difficult to succeed.

Yamaguchi Yuki was silent for a moment. This is very true. Song Yun does have opinions about himself and Junichiro Kitano. This opinion exists in many Chinese people. The only way now is to do our best. In the end, What's the ending, can only be resigned.

The car slowly stopped at the gate of Zhenbao Pavilion.

Yamaguchi Yuki and Kitano Junichiro got off the car and looked at the gate. Although it was still early, it had already opened, knowing that there must be someone inside.

Yamaguchi Yuki and Kitano Junichiro took a deep breath and looked at each other, lifted their feet and walked inside. As soon as they walked in, they saw a young girl answering the phone. They looked around and found that there was nothing on the shelf. An antique is completely different from the antique shop you usually see.

"Hello!"

"I'm looking for Mr. Song Yunsong or Miss Tang Miao Miao Tang."

Yamaguchi Yuki looked around, but did not see Song Yun or Tang Miaomiao.

"Are you looking for Song Yun or Tang Miaomiao?!"

"They have to arrive a little later. Please sit down on the sofa."

Deng Xiaolan had just answered a phone call and looked at Yuki Yamaguchi and Junichiro Kitano. She didn't know the background of each other, so she could only respond politely.

Yamaguchi Yuki and Kitano Junichiro sat down on the sofa. Deng Xiaolan poured tea for them. At this time, the call was coming, and she couldn't control them at all, so she continued to answer the phone.

After listening for a while, Yamaguchi Yuki and Kitano Junichiro showed shocked expressions on their faces. Although they were just a few words, they all heard that they wanted to order antiques, but in just 20 minutes, they had already picked up more than 10 For a phone, the profit of antiques is very high. It is normal for millions of antiques to make two or three hundred thousand. From this point of view, this is definitely a very scary thing.

Yamaguchi Yuki and Kitano Junichiro's faces were very solemn. Jumbo Pavilion is very profitable, which is definitely not a good thing. This means that Song Yun is not short of money. It is very difficult to use money to impress the purchase of the yuan blue flower. , But now, there is no better way, I can only try.

Song Yun walked slowly into the treasure pavilion. The first thing he saw was Deng Xiaolan, who was busy answering the phone behind the counter, and couldn't help but laugh. He felt that he had to talk to Tang Miaomiao about processing money for Deng Xiaolan. Otherwise, it is very likely to strike. The frequency of answering calls is really a bit frequent.

Song Yun just wanted to say hello, and suddenly saw Yuki Yamaguchi and Junichiro Kitano sitting on the sofa. The smiles that had just appeared immediately condensed. Xu Desheng had said before that these two people would come, but he didn't expect to come.

Song Yun walked over.

"Mr. Song, hello!"

Yamaguchi Yuki saw Song Yun and immediately stood up, bowing at ninety degrees, and Kitano Junichiro did the same.

Song Yun waved his hand, letting Yuki Yamaguchi and Junichiro Kitano sit down, unmoved, as the saying goes, nothing to do with courtesy, whoever rapes or steal, the more polite Yamaguchi and Junichiro Kitano are It means to ask for oneself, it must be aimed at Yuan Qinghua.