I inherited a hundred billion fortune

Wang Yi took Qintong to the mall in the noble district.

Looking at the large shopping mall in front of him, Qintong's delicate brows frowned.

"Aren't you trying to make money? Come to this place?"

"Tell you a secret, you have to spend your money first before you have the motivation to make money. This is my experience."

Wang Yi whispered, and without waiting for Qintong to speak, he forced Qintong into the mall.

The shopping malls in the aristocratic district are about the same size as those outside.

But the contents are expensive and scary.

It is estimated that Wang Yi's 10,000 yuan can be all in the mall in minutes.

Coincidentally, Wang Yi also ran into Jiang Changsheng in the mall.

Jiang Changsheng saw Wang Yi and took the initiative to walk up.

"What? You have the same idea with me?"

"Don't think too much, I don't know what you think."

Wang Yi immediately reached out and refused. He came to consume, which was completely different from Jiang Changsheng.

"What do you want to do, I can't control it, I'll see it in three days."

After Jiang Changsheng finished speaking, he turned aside Wang Yi and left.

Looking at his back, Wang Yi rolled his eyes and walked around the mall with Qintong.

After walking around, Wang Yi spent only the last 3,000 yuan with his 10,000 yuan.

"You can't spend any more money. If you spend any more money, there will be no more."

Qintong couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to stop Wang Yi.

Wang Yi just smiled.

"It's okay, I'll show some people a play."

If he had not guessed wrong, he must have been monitored by someone sent by Jiang Changsheng now.

Jiang Changsheng must really want to know what he wants to do now.

As long as Jiang Changsheng puts his guard down on him, he can do what he wants to do.

Otherwise, every move is in the hands of others, isn't it a disadvantage?

"If it weren't for sure that you haven't returned to the Tianshan Group, I would really think that you had gone back to the Tianshan Group for experience."

Qintong looked at Wang Yi, a little admired.

"Hey, these are not all small things, it's about time, let's go."

Wang Yi waved his hand indifferently, and left with Qintong.

This time, Wang Yi took Qintong to the antique area of ​​the noble district.

It is more lively than the shopping mall, and many people are walking here.

Most of the antique areas are street stalls, and of course there are antique shops, but there are millions of things in the antique shops.

Even if these people who can enter the nobility zone are rich, under normal circumstances they would not go to that kind of place.

"You are not planning to buy these things, this kind of things can easily be sold as fakes!"

Qintong reminded him next to Wang Yi.

"Don't worry, it's impossible for me to buy fake things."

Wang Yi smiled confidently.

Others may buy fake ones, but he will definitely not!

"You are so confident?"

Qintong looked at Wang Yi curiously, his eyes filled with unbelievable expressions.

"Don't worry, I still have this confidence."

As Wang Yi said, he took Qintong around in front of the various stalls.

Until now, Wang Yi has not seen what he wants to win.

In other words, his current money is a bit less...

Suddenly, Wang Yi's eyes focused on a string of Buddhist beads in a middle-aged man's hand.

Wang Yi walked up, and the middle-aged man immediately greeted him.

"Sir, did you see any good things?"

"What you have, can you sell it."

Wang Yi nodded and pointed to the prayer beads in the middle-aged man's hand.

"This? This is just an ordinary Buddhist bead. I also collected one thousand yuan. It is of no use. Why don't you look at the following?"

The middle-aged man was surprised that Wang Yi didn't even look at so many things.

You just fell in love with this string of Buddhist beads in your hand?

"No, I just fell in love with the Buddhist bead in your hand. You can make a price."

Wang Yi shook his head, indicating that he wanted the Buddhist beads in his hand.

"This……"

For a while, middle-aged people are not easy to make a price.

The Buddhist beads seemed to be worthless to him, and he never even thought about selling them.

But now someone wants to buy it, at this price, it's still a difficult task.

"Two thousand, I bought it!"

Wang Yi didn't hesitate and spoke directly.

"Deal!"

The middle-aged man immediately agreed.

After all, I don’t know when to wait until I meet such a fool.

After Wang Yi paid the money, he took the prayer beads he wanted from the middle-aged man.

Looking at the darkened Buddha beads, Wang Yi smiled.

"Brother, how about giving this thing to me?"

Before Wang Yi could smile, there was a young man's voice around him.

Wang Yi turned and glanced at the young man.

"Yes, fifty thousand yuan, you take it."

"what?"

The young man frowned. Didn't you hear me wrong? Wang Yi actually wanted him for fifty thousand?

He just watched Wang Yi bought it, but it cost two thousand yuan.

"If you are not convinced, go find a place for identification."

Wang Yi raised his eyebrows and said.

"Then what if the final result is not worth the fifty thousand you said?"

The young man thought for a moment and then spoke.

"If it's not worth the money, I will eat it, if it is worth it, you will buy it for me no matter how much it is!"

Wang Yi spoke confidently, and Qintong pulled Wang Yi's corner of his clothes beside Wang Yi.

There is no need to compete like this, right?

"you said!"

The young man immediately nodded and agreed, but he didn't believe it anymore, just this string of broken beads could be worth so much money.

He just wanted to buy it for fun on a whim.

But Wang Yi's sky-high price is really scary!

Wang Yi and the young man came to the special appraisal place in the antique area.

"Old man, come out!"

As soon as he came in, the young man took out an old man directly from the inside.

When the old man saw Wang Yi standing in front of him, he was a little sleepy.

"Boy, didn't you see me sleeping? I can't wait for a while!"

The old man spoke helplessly.

The youth shook his head.

"Come on, show me how much this thing is worth!"

As he said, the young man took the prayer beads in Wang Yi's hand and handed it to the old man.

"Don't worry, let me see."

The old man nodded. He is one of the few appraisers in this antique area.

Many people who have bought things in the antique area will come to him to find him for identification.

Of course, most of the results are bleak.

Only a few people can get what they want.

Looking at the black Buddha beads in his hand, the old man shook his head repeatedly.

"Isn't this just a bunch of ordinary Buddhist beads? Even if it is opened, it is worth a thousand dollars at most."

"I really don't know what to identify for me with such a thing..."

Humph!

Qintong's heart jumped, even the appraiser said so, isn't Wang Yi miserable?