Grand Collection

A mature man with thoughts and morals hooked up with the smiling brother at the front desk of the company in less than three days. If it is pushed forward three years, he would be ashamed to do such a thing as raising a little boy. Who would take the money? Go shopping?It would be great to find a gentle and considerate innocent person to have a serious relationship with.

However, Kong Xin has always been unlucky in love. Since he became enlightened, he has never been successful in love.

To put it bluntly, his ten-year love history is simply a series of being dumped, directly dumped, indirectly dumped, horizontally dumped, vertically dumped, dumped by women, dumped by men... Kong Xin sometimes thinks bitterly I was probably a cake in my previous life.

In the hotel, Kong Xin was leaning on the bed and smoking a cigarette, while Ji Kai was lying on his chest playing PSP, and whispered, "Brother Kong, why do you think there is such a big gap between people?"

"What do you mean?"

Ji Kai mumbled, "Just a word of emotion, our boss's son, Luo Zigeng, goes to the same school as me, lives in a luxury house, drives a luxury car, and I'm the same age as him, yet he has to work to earn his tuition. It's really unfair."

Kong Xin laughed and stroked his soft hair, "Isn't that fair? There are many people who are really far behind you. I think your boss is also a rabbit's tail. He can't grow it."

Ji Kai: "Why? Boss Luo has a solid family background. When he goes abroad to buy any porcelain, it costs tens of millions without blinking his eyes."

Kong Xin slowly exhaled smoke rings, "Xiao Ji, there is an old saying in the antique industry, you can never be poor if you know the ancients, and you will be poor if you are obsessed with the ancients. Mr. Luo is obsessed with the ancients but doesn't know the ancients. This is a dead end."

Antiques and antiques, not ancient or not, what is played is capital, eyesight, city government, posture, courage, looking for the old and nostalgic, learning from the past and learning the present, making a fortune, willing to gamble and admit defeat, throwing a lot of money and being arrogant, so People know the temperature of drinking water.

The old ancestor left a message that the family has three courtyard houses, and if he enters the antique business again, he will not have to lose his claws and hair, and his head will be disgraced. When the time comes, it will be easy for the wife and children to separate, and maybe all the wealth and life will be wiped out together with the speculative dream.

Kong Xin has struggled in the antique shop since he was a child, and he has seen many people pick up leaks, buy and sell them, and their net worth is [-] times in an instant, but most of them go bankrupt and go bankrupt overnight.

There are those who regret not being at the beginning, some who are suddenly awakened, some who are obsessed with no regrets, and some who are forever lost.

The more you see, the more you can see. Kong Xin can tell at a glance that Mr. Luo will not end well.

It's just that he never thought that this day would come so soon.

In the evening, Ji Kai was going to work the night shift at the company. Kong Xin was quite unhappy, so he parked the car at the entrance of the company, stopped Ji Kai from letting him get out of the car, and fumbled with his hands in an unreliable manner.

Ji Kai hurriedly pushed him, "Don't be like this...haha...Brother Kong, don't mess around, you will be seen later..."

Kong Xin played hooligan calmly, "I have my eyes open, how can I be blind."

"Hey, I lost to you..." Ji Kai half-pushed, was bullied by him, and slumped on the seat weakly, panting, "Brother Kong, you are too bad."

"Little heartless, I love you," Kong Xin said, patted Ji Kai's face even if he got cheap, "You quit this part-time job quickly, what kind of broken shift are you in, it's late at night, we How many romantic things can be done."

Ji Kai rubbed against his palm, smiling like a kitten, "I'm planning to resign, I heard that Jiahua Auction Company is recruiting, I want to try."

"Are you going to clean up?"

"Bah!" Ji Kai beamed, "I'm going for an internship, I'm going to be an auctioneer in the future, bang! It's a final word!"

"Oh, you're so handsome!" Kong Xin praised greatly, and the hypocrisy in his tone was about to overflow.

Ji Kai got annoyed and slapped Kong Xin on the chin.

"Hiss..." Kong Xin felt his scalp throbbing in an instant, this kitten is too cruel, he really slapped it!

After regaining his strength, he laughed and hugged Ji Kai and was about to spank his ass, but before he raised his hand, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky outside the car window, rubbed against the car body and smashed down, Kong Xin's head shook violently. Trembling, as if a ton-heavy car was shaking, the hairs on his body stood on end, and an uncontrollable sense of emptiness crawled all over his scalp, blocking his heart as uncomfortable as suffocation.

In an instant, there were screams, chaotic footsteps, and panic calls to the police...

The image of a person falling from the sky is a bomb that blows up the entire company, and everyone is dumbfounded.

"What's the matter? Brother Kong, what's the matter with you?" Ji Kai lay in his arms and saw nothing, struggling in wonder, "What was the sound just now? Let me see..."

"Don't look!" Kong Xin pressed him into his arms nervously, and whispered, "Don't look, there's nothing, don't look!!!"

——President Luo, who was so glorious in the auction house, jumped down from the [-]th floor, carrying billions of dollars in debt, and fell in front of their car in a bloody mess.

The sound of the ambulance was loud, and among the noisy voices, Kong Xin's mind went blank, thinking in a trance, something big happened, Wen Zhijun's handsome cousin lost his father.

When he saw Luo Zigeng again, it was already half a month later. Kong Xin followed Wen Zhijun into the Luo family villa, and was taken aback when he saw the man waiting in the living room. He had the same tall figure and handsome features, but he was completely different. Now, this big boy who knows nothing about the world quickly transformed into a man stepping on his father's flesh and blood.

The two nodded their heads, and Luo Zigeng turned to Wen Zhijun, "Brother, your body can't hold on, so don't work too hard."

"It's okay," Wen Zhijun said, "my mother asked me to come over, and Kong Xin, his Gujin Pavilion can help you ship the goods."

The three of them understood what he meant. Both Wen and Kong came to the collections of the Luo family. Mr. Luo jumped down from the [-]th floor, leaving countless antiques behind. Now that he is heavily in debt, he urgently needs to sell These "national treasures".

Mr. Luo's body is still cold here, and I don't know how many people are watching over there. Dividing up the ruins and settling down is a happy thing for many antique dealers.

Seeing Luo Zigeng's calm but haggard face, Kong Xin suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He came to receive the goods at this time, no doubt taking advantage of the fire, but if he didn't come, Luo Zigeng, a young brat, would definitely be slaughtered by profiteers.

The so-called seekers are as valuable as gold, and those who abandon them are as worthless. Now that the Luo family has opened the gate to release the goods, any antique dealer will not let go of this good opportunity to cut meat.

Mr. Luo used an entire floor to store his treasures. Luo Zigeng opened the dust-covered door. In an instant, even the well-informed Kong Xin couldn't help being shocked.

If you are lost in ancient times, you will be poor, as expected, if you are lost in ancient times, you will be poor...

Kong Xin finally realized what it was like to see thousands of "national treasures" at once. The moment he entered the door, he wanted to kneel down and worship, more pious than in the Palace Museum.

To be able to collect so many fake things at a glance, what a capable and persistent man must be!

Wen Zhijun had other things to do, so he went back soon. Kong Xin stayed alone in the antique pile for three days, but failed to appraise all kinds of "national treasures".

Luo Zigeng walked in silently, stood behind Kong Xin, and watched him carefully inspect a large pastel pot with a microscope. Pass.

"This is a high imitation," Luo Zigeng said in a deep voice, "When my dad took it in, I didn't think it was the real thing."

"It's not true," Kong said, "When did you come in?"

"Just now," Luo Zigeng sat wearily on the Ming Dynasty huanghuali rose chair with the "filial piety" coat of arms pinned to his shoulder, "Brother Kong, don't look, you kick this room."

Kong Xin was taken aback by his tone, thinking that this unlucky boy must have fainted. Even if the treasures in this room are a mixed bag, it would cost more than a billion yuan. Even if he really wanted to kick him, the Kong family would not Without such a strong family background, he couldn't eat a bite.

"I haven't rested all this time, okay. What are your plans for the future?" Kong Xin sat next to him, looking at the green stubble on Luo Zigeng's chin, feeling distressed. This kid is only 19 years old.

Luo Zigeng firmly grasped the armrest of the chair with his big bony hands, he let out a sigh of relief, and said flatly, "Small the pot and sell the iron, and block the bank's loan."

"Yes, don't be discouraged. If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about firewood." Kong Xin patted him on the shoulder. It may not be so easy to see money in a short time, what do you think?"

Luo Zigeng nodded. Kong Xin was Wen Zhijun's child, so he would not treat him badly. He knew how many fakes his father had brought back over the years. It was impossible to sell all of them for the price of national treasures.

The things were too messy, and it took Kong Xin nearly half a month to fully identify them. The authenticity was basically divided into half and half, and a considerable part was still in doubt.

When Wen Zhijun was in better spirits, he came to accompany him in the appraisal, but Kong Xin didn't dare to let him bother him. This Buddha is too fragile, and it takes a long time to swallow a sip of water. The ancestors of the ancestors.

"This jade pot and spring vase is a decent celadon porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty. It has white bones, moist glaze, and a jade-like texture. It is a rare boutique," Kong Xin asked the store clerk to register and put it in the warehouse, and turned to sit opposite Wen Zhijun. , "Is everything taken care of at your uncle's house?"

Wen Zhijun made tea leisurely, "That kid Zigeng did a good job, and my mother lent my aunt a large sum of money to fill in the hole, but he will have a hard life in the future. It can't be changed."

Kong Xin recalled Luo Zigeng's firm and forbearing appearance, and couldn't help softening his heart, "I think your handsome cousin is pretty good, he can carry it through."

"How many times have you dealt with him? You know he's good? You trust him so much?"

Kong Xin laughed, he believed Luo Zigeng for no reason, felt that he was different from ordinary 19-year-old boys, but he couldn't tell what was different, but he just had such a strange feeling that he looked Everywhere is the same, but subconsciously feel that everywhere is different!

Wen Zhijun looked at him, "Since you trust him, then I ask you one thing."

"Huh?" Kong Xin narrowed his eyes with a treacherous smile, and lowered his voice, "Please give me an equivalent reward."

Wen Zhijun smiled coolly, "If you like something from me, just come over and get it."

Kong Xin snorted coldly, "Forget it."

"Look at you..." Wen Zhijun said angrily, "What character!"

"No matter how bad my character is, I'll be like this," Kong Xin said lazily, "Isn't it just to take your cousin? I know he wants to make a living in the antique shop. What's the use for it? Let him just come to me."

Luo's company went bankrupt, and Ji Kai lost his job before he could resign. He was so depressed that he was biting. Kong Xin asked a friend to take care of him, and put him in the dream of Jiahua Auction Company, where he worked with the old auctioneer to gain experience.

Putting on Jiahua's uniform, giving Ji Kai to Mei, standing in front of the big full-length mirror and taking pictures, he almost pounced on his own shadow, "Hey, bro, do you think I look like an auctioneer? "

Kong Xinxin lay on the big sofa and looked at him, and said seriously, "No, I think you look more like a little coquettish fox."

"Then I'll show you off!" Ji Kai turned around, jumped up to him, kissed him on the face, and shook his head with a bright smile on his face, "Brother, you are so kind to me, you really like me No?"

"I like it, of course I like it," Kong Xin didn't finish his sentence, he carried him to the sofa, pushed him down and began to take off his clothes.

The two were very excited, tearing and rolling into a ball quickly, and Ji Kai's cry with affection and laughter was as passionate and provocative as a kitten.

Kong Xin hugged Ji Kai from behind, fumbled to cover his mouth, and suppressed groans overflowed from his fingers, which made Kong Xin's blood spurt even more, and he was so excited that he was sweating profusely.

The naked body is full of bewitching, thin waist, long curvy legs... The vision begins to blur, and it becomes a young body in the haze, with teary eyes, and playful canine teeth that are exposed when moaning...

The figures change from real to real, with handsome faces, canine teeth, and picturesque eyebrows... This is not Luo Zigeng!

Hold!Wen Zhijun! ! !

Kong Xin woke up suddenly, pushed the person under him away, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back instantly.

Ji Kai was yelling happily, and was almost kicked off the sofa suddenly, startled, "Brother Kong?"

Kong believed in his face, closed his eyes and let out a long breath. The cold sweat on his back was blown by the air conditioner, making his heart tremble. But I didn't expect that in the end, I would become obsessed with Wen Zhijun's head. It was too scary. After seeing that face for more than 20 years, it was more effective than a fire extinguisher.

Ji Kai turned around wonderingly, and glanced at Kong Xin's crotch, his complexion turned dark all of a sudden, he always thought that Kong Xin was a young talent, young and strong, why...

Could it be that time is like flying knives, chopping people and birds with knives? Kong Xin looks quite young, but in fact, after nearly ten years in the rivers and lakes, this thing has long since worn out and is about to be scrapped?