Thun was a little dumbfounded!
What does it mean?
You can negotiate the price if it’s not right, but why do you have to leave if you don’t agree?
He was embarrassed to ask for help, so he immediately looked at George and motioned for him to help.
George spoke hurriedly:
"Zhu, aren't you dissatisfied with Mr. Thun's quotation? He has always been very fair..."
"No."
Zhu Yu said while packing his things:
"This morning, someone already gave me a quote."
He packed these things and said to George:
"The price quoted to me by others is five times that of Mr. Thun, who is said to be fair! I came here to meet him because of your face, but I didn't expect..."
After hearing Zhu Yu's words, George was happy and angry at the same time!
Happily, Zhu Yu gave him enough face, saying that he came here just for his sake.
Of course, the most likely thing is that Zhu Yu hopes to get more quotes from people for comparison.
And the angry thing is, does this Thun treat others as fools?
He had told Thun in advance that Zhu Yu was very capable and it was best to establish a good relationship with him so that he could take the initiative in purchasing collectibles in the future.
Is this Thun a fool?
Or does he think everyone else is a fool!
Thun was wronged too!
In this line of work, who wouldn’t want to pick up some mistakes?
If the other party doesn't see through it, wouldn't it be a profit?
Negotiate the price, and pay back if you negotiate!
After hearing Zhu Yu's words, he couldn't help shouting:
"Impossible! At five times the price, that person doesn't make any money at all!"
Both Zhu Yu and George looked at him with evil eyes!
Obviously, this statement shows that Thun really knows the price of those gold and silver coins.
And he really planned to treat Zhu Yu as a fool.
Zhu Yu waved his hand at George:
"Goodbye, Mr. George."
After that, leave.
It’s better to have less contact with such people.
George hurriedly chased him out and explained for a long time, saying that he didn't know anything about it either.
Zhu Yu expressed his understanding and left.
After thinking that it was useless to keep these things in his hands, Zhu Yu drove to Smith's shopping mall.
Smith was helping someone identify a flag. When he saw Zhu Yu, he smiled at him, then pointed to the chair next to him and asked Zhu Yu to wait.
Zhu Yu's eyes fell on the flag that the guest wanted to identify.
Because the words "Flying Tigers" are written in Chinese characters on it!
Flying Tigers flag!
How did this thing get here?
Seeing Zhu Yu's interest, Smith told him the origin of the flag.
The bearded man who brought the flag to appraise it had received it from someone else.
The original owner of the flag was an old man. It is said that he bought a house and found it in a grocery warehouse.
The old man didn't think the flag was of any use, but he thought it was well made, so he kept it, occasionally holding it up with a stick.
This bearded man was a neighbor of the old man. He saw it one day. He knew the origin of the Flying Tigers and knew the Chinese characters, so he bought it for a hundred dollars.
"Is this true?" Zhu Yu took a closer look and found that the flag was made of silk and was about the same size and appearance as the usual banners.
In addition to the three Chinese characters "Flying Tigers" embroidered on it, there is also a string of English names.
"As far as I know, this is true." Smith explained, "When the Chinese Volunteer Air Force was fighting in China, for a period of time, each team member had a Chinese person embroider a team flag for him. This is one of them. One side.
It should be that the Flying Tigers members at that time stayed at home after returning, and then moved and forgot to take it with them, or lost it. "
Zhu Yu knew that period of history, and he suddenly asked the bearded man:
"How much do you plan to sell it for?"
The bearded man could see that Zhu Yu wanted to buy it, but he still looked at Smith first.
Zhu Yu's actions were a bit reckless, which was considered a cut off.
But Smith understood Zhu Yu’s thoughts and said to the bearded man with a smile:
"You bid, he buys and I buy the same."
"I think he's worth three thousand dollars."
"I will buy it for one thousand dollars." Zhu Yu was interested in the commemorative significance of this flag, and he had no intention of being taken advantage of.
"Deal!" The bearded man said neatly.
Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the bearded man was really a lion!
However, a thousand dollars was nothing to Zhu Yu. He paid happily and the bearded man left happily. Smith called the other tellers over and he took Zhu Yu to the back room.
"That flag, if you find the right collector, five thousand dollars should be a fair price." Smith said casually.
"I plan to collect it myself." Zhu Yu explained, folded the flag carefully, and put it into his backpack.
Smith smiled and said no more, but asked:
"This time you come..."
Zhu Yu took out the harvested gold coins, silver coins and the information from his backpack and placed them on the table.
Smith looked happy and said to Zhu Yu first:
"I will definitely give you a fair price!"
Although he has not known Zhu Yu for a long time, he knows that Zhu Yu can come up with good things that surprise him every once in a while.
Therefore, Zhu Yu has long been treated as a high-quality major customer, and the price offered is also very reasonable.
Because he knew that Zhu Yu would sell a lot of things every time, and even if he only made a little bit each time, he would accumulate a lot of things!
Zhu Yu poured out the gold and silver coins. After Smith counted them, he quoted an integer of six million US dollars to Zhu Yu.
Zhu Yu nodded in agreement, it was indeed more than five times higher than the price given by Thun!
"These documents, as well as letters," Smith weighed the pile of information, then put it down:
"I'm not an expert in this area. Although I know these things are definitely more expensive, I don't know to what extent."
He touched his chin, thought for a while and said:
"Let me introduce you to an expert in collecting these things, who is also a history professor at New York University. He should give you a satisfactory price."
Upon hearing that he was a professor, Zhu Yu was a little confused:
"Can he afford it?"
How much money can a university professor make?
In Zhu Yu's eyes, university professors tend to be middle-class, but I'm afraid not many are too rich.
After all, once you make money, it’s not easy to engage in learning.
Smith explained:
"This history professor has a relatively strong family background. He often engages in historical research and archaeological discovery topics, and the school will allocate funds to him. In addition, he is also responsible for appraising and collecting some cultural relics, and earns a lot of money!"
Zhu Yu suddenly realized.
He thought of some people in China who were engaged in research projects.
It cannot be said or said!
Since the other party has money, let’s get in touch.
Zhu Yu took the contact information given by Smith and left the mall.
He wasn't completely sold on what he found this time.
I kept some gold and silver coins, which would be good as small gifts in the future.
First, she called Ran Jie to make sure he was in the goods yard, then went over to pick him up and then returned to the old villa.
Cathy asked Zhu Yu concernedly about some rumors on the Internet, especially about whether the exhumation of the bones had any impact on him. She also boiled ginger water to remove the yin energy from Zhu Yu.
After half forcing Zhu Yu and Ran Jie to take a bath, they finally felt relieved.
The two people came out and looked at each other with a smile. This feeling of being cared for was like a nagging mother at home.
It's annoying when I'm at home, but when I leave home and go to a foreign country and experience it again, I feel quite deeply.
Then it's a solid lunch.
Cathy knew that Zhu Yu and Ran Jie were both big-bellied men, so the food prepared was large, calorie-rich and nutritious.
While eating, Zhu Yu asked Cathy:
“What do you Americans think of history?”
Cathy replied thoughtfully while eating:
"I'm actually not particularly clear. Because I have been following Mr. Ojiang for so long, sometimes my thinking has become Chinese.
But I think a considerable number of people don't care much about history, they only care about present life. "
Zhu Yu nodded.
After dinner, Zhu Yu and Ran Jie went out. In the car, Zhu Yu gave Ran Jie a check.
"One hundred thousand, boss, you are so generous!" Ran Jie smiled.
"You also have credit for digging up the treasure this time, and you won't get much. I'm glad."
"That's enough." Ran Jie smiled and collected the check, thinking that the family's debt would be almost paid off.
"My comrades have already set off." Ran Jie said, "The application sent by the goods yard is very useful, and they will be released directly over there."
"Okay, come over here, you can talk to them first, and then we can meet. Normally, I'll be in the goods yard when nothing happens. If anything happens, I'll call someone."
Zhu Yu felt that he and Ran Jie could deal with each other alone, and Ran Jie should be responsible for the rest.
"Okay." Ran Jie hesitated for a moment and said nothing more.
Although I usually feel a little inferior to my talents, I usually go to the goods yard, so the difference is not big.
As long as you really do something and the boss is not stingy, that's fine.
Moreover, everything we do is basically above the bottom line, so we can do it with confidence.
Zhu Yu took Ran Jie to find the professor Smith mentioned.
Entering the New York University campus, Zhu Yu dragged a blond beauty to inquire about it, and then found the professor's office.
This professor is quite prestigious, and he occupies a large office all by himself.
Smith called in advance, so Zhu Yu got in smoothly.
The old man’s name is Carl Phillips, and he is very straightforward:
"Take the things out and let me take a look."
Zhu Yu took out a few pieces of paper from the sealed bag and handed them over.
"This is not how things are kept," Phillips said with a frown. "It's easy to damage."
"I know." Zhu Yu nodded in a learned manner. I'll sell it to you if I think it's suitable. It's up to you how to keep it.
Phillips put on gloves, carefully took the paper, placed it on professional equipment, and then started to read.
After studying for half an hour, he nodded and said:
"It's true. It is indeed a product of that era. Moreover, the content inside is very novel and can provide some new evidence for the current study of the history of the Civil War."
After speaking, he asked Zhu Yu:
"how many?"
"Thirty-five pages." Zhu Yu said.
"Well, how about $20,000 per page, $700,000?"
He looked at Zhu Yu and said:
“The price is already very fair.”
"Deal." Zhu Yu himself had no idea, but the price was obviously much higher than what Thun gave.
It's basically a no-cost transaction, and I'm content with earning this price.
Phillips didn't expect Zhu Yu to be so straightforward. He was stunned for a moment and said with a smile:
"Young man, not bad!"
The transaction went quickly. Zhu Yu and Ran Jie left the office. On the way back, Ran Jie asked:
"Boss, these letters must be very important, right? Information from two hundred years ago is very expensive even in our country, right?"
"It is more precious than anything that has been in China for more than two hundred years." Zhu Yu said according to his own thoughts, "Our country values history, so unless there is a large-scale ban on writing or the implementation of a literary inquisition, historical records will not be cut off.
Of course, no matter how much official history covers it up, some unofficial history will still appear.
However, the United States does not pay much attention to history, or most foreign countries do not pay much attention to history. Because of this, it is more embarrassing for their country to study history. Because there is too little information.
Things have been better in recent years, but further away, information is harder to find. And it’s so diverse and too subjective. "
Ran Jie basically understood what Zhu Yu meant.
"However, these letters and information can only provide some evidence of the historical situation at that time. They cannot completely change history. We still need circumstantial evidence. The money from selling these is already good."
Before Zhu Yu could finish speaking, he received a call.
Old John called.
After listening to what Old John relayed, Zhu Yu looked a little strange.
There really are such sanctimonious people these days.
Either naive or hypocritical!
Seeing Zhu Yu's expression was wrong, Ran Jie asked hurriedly:
"Boss, what's going on?"
"Haha, I met a fool." Zhu Yu explained, and then said to Old John:
"Ignore him. If he asks again, just say I have sold those things. What does the history here have to do with me? I only know how to make money."
After hanging up the phone, Zhu Yu said to Ran Jie with a mocking smile:
"A friend of Old John learned about this matter from the Internet, and also learned from Old John that I was related to Old John, so he asked Old John to tell me to donate these documents for the purpose of studying the history of the United States. .
He also said that doing so would make my image more positive, which would be beneficial to my future development. In addition, as a beautiful Chinese, this is an obligation - bullshit, I have no intention of changing my nationality! "
Ran Jie was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"It turns out there is also moral kidnapping here!"
"It's normal. There are people everywhere who kidnap themselves first, and then kidnap others. If they really want to affect the interests of these people, they themselves have to worry first."
"Yes, just like I really have a car and I really have the same intention of cheating."
"And those guys who are clamoring to cancel the death penalty, it really doesn't fall on them..."
The two people exchanged sentences one after another, and suddenly discovered that the three views formed in China were quite close to each other.
Although he is an angry young man, although he is dissatisfied, he has not lost his heart.
After sending Ran Jie back to his rental house, Zhu Yu joked:
"You have a great job as an employee. You let your boss act as your driver every day. I think you need to get your driver's license as soon as possible and buy a second-hand car."
Ran Jie smiled, knowing that Zhu Yu was joking.
Not long after Zhu Yu returned to the villa, he received a call from Joanna.
It turned out that her friend saw Zhu Yu at school.
