I want to spend all my money

The reception masters who greeted them with spring breeze didn't know that at this moment in Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room, more than 200,000 viewers were complaining to them.

Song Ankang was greeted by these uncles and Gongyue, walked into the Liao Gu Zhai and began to select the antiques he needed.

Faced with the dazzling collection of antiques in the house, Song Ankang, who knows nothing about this business, is like picking cabbage, specializing in those that look pleasing to the eye.

"That bottle looks good, introduce it." Song Ankang asked, pointing to an antique bottle on the left shelf.

The lord of the Liaoguzhai hurriedly stepped forward: "Mr. Song, this bottle is a golden vase from the Qing Dynasty Qianlong official kiln. On it is a red gall vase wrapped with peony. The height is 36cm, the inner diameter of the bottle is 3.8cm, and the diameter of the bottom is 12cm... "

"Sounds okay, how much is it?" Song Ankang asked the price.

The lord of Liaoguzhai was overjoyed and said quickly: "Mr. Song is our distinguished guest of Liaoguzhai. The original price of this golden bottle was 3.2 million, but if Mr. Song wants it, 3 million can be taken away."

"Okay, wrap it up." Song Ankang nodded and walked to the next antique.

"Bag... wrap it up?" Liao Gu Zhai's Zhaizhu was taken aback: "Is this to be done?"

Is it so fast?

At any rate, it is also an antique worth three million yuan, so I won't take a closer look?

Song Ankang really didn't look at it anymore, because he didn't understand antiques. In recent years, as a sickly handsome guy who even had a problem with his life, Song Ankang had a hard time living. How can he have the time and energy to understand what these rich people play.

Since I don't understand it, I believe in the professional ability of Liao Gu Zhai, and professional people do professional things. Song Ankang believes that Liao Gu Zhai will not smash his own sign for this antique.

Even if Liao Gu Zhai really dared to lie to Song Ankang, Song Ankang was sure to teach Liao Gu Zhai a good meal.

As a system dog with no money, Song Ankang would be afraid of a poor Liao Gu Zhai.

Before the lord of Liaoguzhai accepted Song Ankang's purchase of an antique worth three million in tens of seconds, Song Ankang chose a few more antiques.

"Is that a chair made of Hainan Huanghuali? I like this, wrap it up!"

"The colorful dragon and phoenix bottles from the Ming Yongle period look very dazzling. Bring me a pair."

"Qianlong Jinbao looks very luxurious and feels good, I want it."

...

On average, Song Ankang took no more than ten seconds to select an antique, and only the first antique listened to the introduction, and then several antiques Song Ankang just looked pleasing to the eye and asked the people in Liaoguzhai to wrap it up.

The way of buying antiques in this way has made everyone in Liaoguzhai stunned. At this moment in the whole Liaoguzhai, only Song Ankang's voice sounded, and no one else was speaking.

Everyone seemed to be caught in a closed mantra. They watched in silence, as if they were deterred by Song Ankang's god, but Song Ankang was nothing more than a sick and weak rich man.

In Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room, after a moment of silence, the heat, the barrage, the number of people... exploded frantically.

"Brother Dashen is picking cabbage? Why do I have a sense of seeing and picking Chinese cabbage at the stall? Is it because I am blinded? Or Brother Dashen is really picking cabbage."

"A Chinese cabbage worth several million, you pick one for me to try. I have never seen such a arrogant person in my life who bought an antique into Chinese cabbage."

"One, two, three or four, and one, two, three or four. Antiques and cabbage match well, at least for Song Tuhao."

"The people in Liao Gu Zhai are all looking silly. I guess they have never seen such a person picking antiques in their lives, and our anchor Guo Guoguo, whose saliva has gone down."

"Mom, come to see God, my head is a little dizzy, I almost can't see clearly."

...

Everyone thought that Song Ankang was spending frantically, but they didn't know that Song Ankang was making money frantically!

After a long period of sluggishness, the lord of Liao Gu Zhai stared at Song Ankang in amazement: "Song...Mr. Song, you didn't joke with me, do you want these antiques?"

"It's all necessary. There should be only six. I'll buy these for now." Song Ankang nodded.

Only six?

The lord of Liaoguzhai couldn't help taking a breath. Six antiques have been their business for a few months.

Originally, when he received a call from Lisriel Hotel, the owner of Liao Gu Zhai was still happy to think that he should be able to sell one or two antiques today. After all, he can afford to stay in the presidential suite for one hundred thousand guests. The net worth is absolutely rich.

Since they said they were going to have a look at Liao Gu Zhai, they also asked Lis Real Hotel to inform them to prepare in advance. If you don't buy one or two antiques, wouldn't it be justified.

But the lord of Liao Gu Zhai didn't expect that Song Ankang bought not one or two antiques, but six antiques, all of which were worth more than three million.

This is definitely a big business for Liao Gu Zhai!

Seeing Song Ankang's disapproval, the lord of Liao Gu Zhai bowed deeply: "Mr. Song wait a moment, I will pack these antiques for you, and you will be our distinguished guest in Liao Gu Zhai."

Several old antique players who followed him couldn't help but salute Song Ankang, thanking him for his support.

He Yingyu and Lan Xinan once again saw Song Ankang's wealth. Although they were puzzled by Song Ankang's actions, they couldn't help being upset in the face of such a tyrannical boss. At least they don't have to worry about wages in the future.

Seeing several old entertainers go to pack the antiques, Song Ankang walked to the front desk: "Now you can swipe your card, but I have one condition."

"Mr. Song, please tell us, we are fully satisfied." The lord of Liaoguzhai respectfully said, although his status in Jianghai City is not low, with a net worth of more than hundreds of millions, but facing Song Ankang, a son of no money, The lord of the Liao Gu Zhai also has a good life.

Song Ankang smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, it's not a difficult condition. I just hope that Liao Gu Zhai can check out an antique one by one. It's just a little delay."

"This is a trivial matter. We will help Mr. Song to do it even if it is difficult." The lord of Liao Gu Zhai laughed and began to settle the bill for Song Ankang.

Although I don't understand what Song Ankang meant by doing this, since Song Ankang didn't open his mouth to explain, the lord of Liao Gu Zhai would never ask, he still has the basic emotional intelligence.

The cashier at the front desk was asked to leave, and the lord of Liaoguzhai personally settled Song Ankang's bills, checking them carefully to ensure that no errors occurred.

After all, the money involved in this transaction is not tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, let alone hundreds of thousands or millions, but more than tens of millions.

So much money is enough to buy a good house in Jianghai City.

Soon, Song Ankang kept receiving news from the Huayang Shenhao system.

Punish the news!