readsfreenovel Chapter 251 Trusting No One is worse than Trusting Yourself
Chapter 251 Trusting No One is worse than Trusting Yourself
Chapter 251 Trusting No One is worse than Trusting Yourself
He walked over and immediately took a liking to one of the unique-looking bowls.
He read the introduction below, "A yellow-ground enameled bowl with rouge-red landscape patterns from the Qianlong period (replica)..." After reading it, Qiu Huoming felt vaguely that the name was very familiar.
A staff member nearby heard him say the name and thought he wanted to buy it. He bent down and carefully took the porcelain bowl out of the cabinet, placed it on a wooden stand on the side, and introduced it to him: "This is a replica from the Republic of China period, and the workmanship is very good."
Qiu Huoming stared at the exquisitely crafted porcelain bowl, and the memories of this porcelain bowl suddenly came to his mind.
He suppressed his inner excitement and calmly looked at the porcelain bowl code-named "55-1964" again. Now he was sure that this was the precious item of the future that was sold at the Sotheby's auction house in Hong Kong for 89 million yuan in 792.
Qiu Huoming took a look at the price here, 20,000 foreign exchange certificates.
You have to know that these days a person with an annual income of 2 yuan is considered a top-tier wealthy person. This porcelain bowl can be sold for yuan. The exquisiteness of this porcelain bowl is truly eye-catching.
Qiu Huoming looked the porcelain bowl up and down and liked it more and more.
If you buy it here, it's equivalent to being out in the open. When you sell it at a high price in the future, the source of the money will be traceable.
Sotheby's auction house entered Hong Kong in 73, so it is entirely possible for him to advance the auction of the porcelain bowl.
Long-distance calls were all made in separate telephone rooms, lined up one by one. It looked very spectacular, with everyone talking at the top of their voices. When Qiu Huoming walked over, he had already heard a lot of family gossip.
This was going to be expensive, so Qiu Huoming suggested, "I'll pay for the travel expenses..."
Qiu Huoming praised: "Young uncle is still generous and has the style of a boss. I will hang up the phone first..."
Jin Chaopu was silent for a moment. "The exchanged money is no problem, but... I'm still in Hong Kong, and I can't go back to Guangzhou until the New Year. So, tell me your current address, and I'll ask Lawyer Wen to come find you..."
Some people from other places come here to buy things and bring them back this way.
"Huo Ming? Why did you call me suddenly? Is there something wrong with Jiamin?" His voice was a little hurried, and it sounded like there was an echo reverberating in the microphone.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the staff recommended several other types of porcelain to him.
"I choose the first one. I believe in my uncle's character." Qiu Huoming had almost no hesitation. God knows, if he put such a valuable thing in his backpack, he would be very nervous during the rest of the journey.
At the door, he was surrounded by those young men again. Qiu Huoming simply spoke in English, pretending to be a Chinese American, and only then did he get away.
If you really want to buy this porcelain bowl, it's not impossible.
"Okay, I can still afford this amount. If I can really sell it for that much, I'll deduct it from the commission... If I can't sell it at that price, forget it. I won't ask you for a commission."
Jin Chaopu smiled and said, "Okay, tell me the address..."
"Well, I published a paper and the organizer insisted on inviting me..." Qiu Huoming said this calmly.
After Jin Chaopu finished speaking, he paused and continued, "Remember, for him, this thing is what I want to buy, and I will ask him to bring it back to Hong Kong City for me immediately. You... don't say those words you said before to him..."
After thanking the staff member, Qiu Huoming returned to the first floor from the third floor.
Then he rushed to the nearby post office. He memorized the information on the card that Zhao Jiamin's uncle left for him. His hands hardly stopped. After filling out the form, he waited there. Not long after, he heard someone calling his name.
Qiu Huoming reported the address and also reported the address of the venue.
After hearing this, Jin Chaopu almost laughed out loud, "You kid, you are said to be smart, why are you so stupid now? If this thing is a treasure and makes so much money, how can you be the one to get it?"
The official exchange rate between the US dollar and the RMB in 83 was 1.9757. Since then, the US dollar has appreciated year by year, but this is only the official price...
The answer was no, but the staff told him that he could buy it and have a tricycle take it to the pier or bus station, and then buy a large luggage ticket and take it home.
Qiu Huoming coughed and said, "Uncle, she's fine. I have something to talk to you about..."
"Are you in a meeting?" Jin Chaopu asked in surprise.
Jin Chaopu's arrangement was very appropriate and almost eliminated all of Qiu Huoming's worries.
"You don't have to worry. The first rule of doing business is to trust yourself rather than anyone else. If it were me, I would also choose the second option."
"Of course, you can also choose another method, that is, keep this bowl for yourself, and when school starts, find an opportunity to come to Hong Kong City, and I will arrange the next things."
Qiu Huoming gritted his teeth, paid the bill, took the ticket, and made an appointment to pick up the goods on the 19th.
After looking through it, he was sure that the only thing he remembered was the porcelain bowl in front of him.
"After the Chinese New Year, I will get you a visa and let you come to Hong Kong City to complete the next procedures..."
There were home appliances placed in the open space here. He took a fancy to the Toshiba double-drum washing machine. At that time, the price of RMB was still high, and this washing machine was only sold for 497 yuan. You should know that the same model would cost at least 90 yuan in the 2000s.
If Jin Chaopu finds someone to exchange, it will be no problem to exchange 1 US dollars for more than 2 foreign exchange certificates...
Jin Chaopu paused for a few seconds and said with a wry smile: "You kid...Okay, wait, I'll ask him to come by plane, and he will arrive the day after tomorrow at the latest."
Qiu Huoming asked in detail whether the machine could be delivered after purchase.
He had almost spent all the money he had, with only a few dollars left. He put away his thermos and change and quickly walked out the door.
Qiu Huoming closed the door, picked up the phone, waited for a while, and finally the call was connected. Jin Chaopu's voice seemed to come through a layer of glass.
Qiu Huoming remained calm and looked over at them one by one, pretending to be interested.
You should know that he still has 1 US dollars in Zhao Jiamin's uncle's account.
Qiu Huoming said all these words in plain language. One must be on guard against others, especially in such a public occasion.
"That's because they made a mistake. Little uncle, you have to believe me. I'm the one who paid for it. If I lose, it's my own fault. I won't ask you to take the responsibility. If you're willing to invest, I'll give you a commission when I sell it..."
Then I went to the counter in front and bought two thermos cups, which were for my parents. It was cold now, so thermos cups were convenient.
In the early years, the Jin family was able to hold on to their bottom line in the face of the huge wealth of the great powers. Even when the family fell into poverty, they still spared no effort to support patriotic young people. He had also come into contact with the younger uncle of the Jin family, who was a sentimental man. Qiu Huoming had no doubt about the character of this lineage.
Qiu Huoming told the whole story in detail.
Jin Chuopu held back his words and said helplessly, "Hang up."
Qiu Huoming hung up the phone and went to the counter to settle the deposit.
Now that this matter has been resolved, a worry has been put to rest.
If you don't make money when you have the chance, you're a bastard. It would be fine if he didn't know, but now that he knows, it would be a sin if he missed it again.
Qiu Huoming walked forward, feeling very hungry. It was time for dinner, so he found a noodle shop in an alley along the street and ordered a bowl of noodles with diced bamboo shoots and pork. There was chili oil on the side, and he poured a spoonful of it into the noodles. In winter, having a bowl of noodles like this was really comforting.
After eating the noodles, a little sweat appeared on my forehead...
Qiu Huoming drank all the soup in the noodles, then stood up and walked out with his backpack on his back.
Before long, I found a bus stop on a nearby main road, looked at the name of the stop, found the bus I needed, sorted my backpack, and stood there with peace of mind, waiting for the bus to arrive.
The people waiting for the bus nearby got on the bus one by one. When Qiu Huoming was getting impatient, the bus finally arrived. Qiu Huoming hurriedly got on the bus. The bus was packed. Hearing them chatting, he realized that this was a circular line, which went around and had few trains...
From his perspective, the ticket selling ladies all had a bit of the shadow of Pan Hong in the movie "Stock Crazy". Those ticket sellers looked extremely shrewd, as if they could know the passengers' details with just a glance.
The car was shaking and swaying as it drove around almost the entire main urban area. Qiu Huoming had nothing to do today, so he was happy to watch along the way.
It was not until after 2 o'clock in the afternoon that the car arrived at his station.
After getting off the bus, you still have to walk for another ten minutes.
When he finally returned to the guesthouse, his roommate Halliday was not there. He washed his face with a towel, and when he came back, he stuffed the newly bought thermos into the box.
At four o'clock, he was called out by the staff and given a meeting schedule. After he signed it, before he could take a closer look, Halliday came over with a red face.
Qiu Huoming went over and asked, "Uncle Han, why are you here?"
Halliday smiled and said, "I went to the venue to help out. I just went to look for you, but I didn't see you. You young people should move around more and don't let your teacher down."
He has a bit of a know-it-all personality, but his intentions are good, and Qiu Huoming listened to what he said.
"Okay, I understand. Do you need my help? I'll go take a look..."
Halliday pointed to the door behind him and said, "Go over there, the venue is over there..."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Qiu Huoming put the meeting schedule in his pocket and walked quickly over there with his long legs.
After leaving the guesthouse, there is a podium building at the back. Below is where they eat their daily meals. Going around the side, you will see the conference hall at a glance.
The relevant signboards for the meeting had been put up. When we walked into the venue, we were greeted by a long red banner with many voices coming from it.
The door was open, and the venue had a high ceiling, like a small stage theater. The first two rows of seats were set up, and several people were moving chairs. The leader saw Qiu Huoming and shouted, "Young man, come over and move those flower pots to the stage..."
Qiu Huoming responded quickly. Those flower pots must have just been delivered. There was still dirt on the bottom. They were piled on the cart, a bright red color.
Qiu Huoming immediately bent down and began to deliver them one by one...
After all the flower pots were put away, he straightened up. Although this was a small thing, constantly bending over was still a bit strenuous for a big man like him.
He pushed the cart to the door and turned to look at the leader.
The leader was about thirty years old, looked smart and capable, had short hair and was wearing work clothes.
They had moved the tables and chairs and were now taking out nameplates from a bag.
One of the girls looked at the leading man and asked, "Brother Zhang, these lists can't be left randomly, right?"
"I know, according to the job title..." Brother Zhang replied, turned his head and saw Qiu Huoming standing there without moving, and waved his hand, "Big tall guy, go to the stage and put on those golden stickers..." He reached out and pulled the little girl who was talking next to him, "Nana, go with him."
Nana then looked up at Qiu Huoming, her expression stunned, and walked over to him somewhat awkwardly. She took out a stack of golden paper from the table behind the stage and walked in front of him.
"Are you an employee of the editorial department? Or an employee of the printing factory?" Nana asked.
"No, I just came to help." Qiu Huoming pulled a piece of gold paper out of her arms and asked, "How do I paste it?"
Seeing that he didn't seem to want to chat, Nana didn't care. She put down what she was holding, felt under the table, and took out a large bottle of paste.
"You are tall, so hold the paper and gesture. I will check the position. If there is no problem, you can apply the glue."
"okay."
Qiu Huoming worked with her to paste the middle part first. Nana was familiar with the process and brought out a ladder from the backstage. This time they were going to paste the upper part.
Qiu Huoming was unsure about the position of the post and made several mistakes. Nana simply swapped with him. Qiu Huoming stepped back a few steps to observe the neatness while she posted it...
Brother Zhang over there put the list in place and directed a few of his men to clean up.
After everything was ready, he looked up at the layout on the stage. He nodded and glanced at the clock hanging on the side. It was already half past five.
"Let's wrap up and go eat..."
Nana became anxious when she heard that, and she moved hurriedly while standing on the ladder. This was the last one, and just as she had finished pasting it, her foot slipped. She stretched out her hand to grab the air randomly, and grabbed a wire, then she stabilized her body.
Qiu Huoming's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.
Quickly stepping forward to hold the ladder, Nana blushed and thanked him, "Let's go, there will be work meals for those who help."
Qiu Huoming shook his head and said, "I'd better go back and eat."
Just as he was about to turn around, his sleeve was pulled by Nana. The little girl said firmly, "But you helped, so you have a share of the working meal!"
Qiu Huoming smiled. This little girl was kind-hearted and was probably afraid that she would suffer a loss.
He was about to refuse, but Brother Zhang outside the door was already shouting, "Young man, put away the ladder. I'll wait for you to have dinner together..."
Qiu Huoming stuck his head out to take a look and saw that the people who came to help were standing outside the door waiting.
He scratched the back of his head. It would be inappropriate to keep others waiting while he was chasing for food. He quickly put the ladder backstage and bent down to pick up some debris on the ground.
Then he walked quickly to the door.
Brother Zhang said with a smile: "Let's go out to eat tonight..."
He glanced at Qiu Huoming and said, "Otherwise, why would I wait for you..."
Nana immediately smiled and said, "Brother Zhang is still kind and righteous..."