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- Mei Chaoning has already compiled a summary of the antiques, and the domestic reference prices have also been sent over. These are the basis for their negotiations.
Branson also hired a professional team to negotiate. Although Branson wanted to give Yang Bo face, he was a businessman. Since he was selling things, he had to negotiate in business. What should be calculated should be carefully negotiated.
Yang Bo made the call and chatted with Branson in the living room without participating in the matter.
After staying until evening, Yang Bo looked at Branson and said with a smile: "It's getting late and everyone is tired. Let's stop here today!"
"Okay!" Branson nodded. The old man had been with Yang Bo all day and was already a little tired. But Yang Bo was here and he couldn't say much.
He sent someone to call Mei Chaoning, and when they came to meet up, Yang Bo stood up and everyone left together.
Sitting in the car, Yang Bo carefully inquired about the progress of the negotiations. Hearing that only more than ten antiques were negotiated today, Yang Bo couldn't help frowning and said: "When negotiating, don't care too much, relax the price a little, and make the progress faster!"
Mei Chaoning looked at Yang Bo in surprise, "You probably haven't participated in this kind of negotiation, right?"
"What's wrong?" Yang Bo asked in surprise. He had indeed never participated in such negotiations.
Mei Chaoning said helplessly: "Our speed is already very fast. In the past, it would have taken ten days and a half to negotiate to buy an antique. How much more will it cost if you do this?"
Yang Bo waved his hand, "It's okay. If you spend more money, you will spend more money. Don't worry too much. You still have to speed up the progress."
Mei Chaoning nodded, "Okay, I'll speed up tomorrow!"
Yang Bo asked again: "Show me the list."
Mei Chaoning asked Fan Changhua for the list and handed it to Yang Bo. Yang Bo took it, took another pen, and scratched it on the list.
"What are you doing?" Mei Chaoning asked in surprise.
Yang Bo ignored him and directly checked twenty or thirty antiques on the list, "Don't talk about these anymore. Old Branson wants to leave some antique heirlooms to his family, so leave these to them!"
Branson quickly took the list and looked over it. When he saw that Yang Bo had ticked off some ordinary antiques, although there were one or two exquisite items, the number was small after all. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay!"
Yang Bo smiled and didn't say much. He used to think that the repatriation of cultural relics meant buying all the cultural relics back, but now he gradually figured out that there were already so many cultural relics in the country. Even if he bought them all, what could he do? Sample?
Most of the Ming and Qing porcelains have a large collection in China. The price of these porcelains is also high, so it is not cost-effective to buy them back. On the contrary, it is better to buy more antiques with a small domestic stock, or antiques that are not available in the country!
Of course, Yang Bo didn¡¯t say this out loud, and all the antiques he bought this time would not fall into his hands, but this gave him an idea, and he could fully enrich his own museum.
In the next two days, Yang Bo sat at Branson's house and chatted with Branson. The old guy couldn't bear it, so he had to pull his son over.
It¡¯s just that young Branson didn¡¯t give Yang Bo face, and always spoke in a weird manner, so he was driven away by old Branson.
Yang Bo had no choice but to let Branson go back to rest, and he went back to the hotel directly.
Wu Qiang and Hu Laosi arrived in London yesterday and followed Yang Bo back to the hotel today. Yang Bo explained their doubts about cultivation to the two.
After the explanation, Yang Bo looked at Hu Laosi and said: "Lao Hu, you grew up in Hong Kong and your English is also good. I will give you a task."
Hu Laosi quickly sat up straight and said, "Sir, please give me your instructions."
The longer he practiced, the deeper Hu Laosi's awe for Yang Bo became. He became more and more deeply aware of the gap between himself and Yang Bo. He was still a little unconvinced at the beginning, but now it has long dissipated.
Yang Bo nodded with satisfaction and said, "There is a killer organization in England called the Junkers. They are sending people to hunt me down recently. I hope you can help me find their lair."
Hu Laosi was stunned for a moment, with a surprised look on his face, but he still responded, "Okay, I'll go investigate now!"
Yang Bo nodded, "Well, go ahead. If you need any help, just tell me!"
"Okay!" Hu Laosi responded.
Hu Laosi agreed, turned around and left.
Wu Qiang looked at Hu Laosi¡¯s disappearing back and couldn¡¯t help but said: ¡°Sir, I can go too.¡±
"You can't even speak English, what can you do?" Yang Bo waved.?.
A few days ago, the two assassins that Yang Bo caught with his own hands were released on bail that day. When he came to his senses and wanted to go find those two people, he received such news. This made Yang Bo understand that Juncker was Organization is not easy!
Branson seemed to have a deep taboo against this organization and was unwilling to mention it at all. Yang Bo had no choice but to send someone to investigate!
The negotiation on the antiques was coming to an end. Yang Bo often communicated with Cao Yuande and asked him to send someone to take over. However, Cao Yuande was cunning. He knew that Yang Bo had put a lot of effort into this negotiation, so he was even more reluctant to send someone over. This made Yang Bo very sad. Annoyed.
While Yang Bo was waiting for news from Juncker, Wu Qiang suddenly knocked on his door and reported to him that a British man was looking for him.
"Who is he?" Yang Bo asked.
Wu Qiang said: "He is from England."
Yang Bo glared, "Don't you ask who the other person is?"
Wu Qiang said: "I don't understand English."
Yang Bo said angrily: "You were stupid and couldn't learn before. Now that you have refined your qi, your thinking is clearer than before. Why don't you take advantage of these few days to learn more?"
Wu Qiang touched his head and chuckled.
Yang Bo walked down the stairs, still thinking about who would come looking for him. He has only met Branson and a few other families so far. It is impossible for Branson to come looking for him. Could it be an assassin?
However, when he came to the lobby and saw that the other person was a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties, he relaxed.
When the woman saw Yang Bo, she said, "Are you Mr. Yang?"
Yang Bo nodded, "Who are you?"
The woman introduced herself: "I am Louise Windsor, a lady-in-chief of Buckingham Palace. I am entrusted by Her Royal Highness Queen Elizabeth to invite you to Buckingham Palace as a guest!"
Yang Bo was very surprised. He looked at the other party and saw a little difference. The other party's clothes were indeed in a palace style and looked a bit gorgeous. Moreover, the other party's posture was stable and every move seemed to have gone through strict etiquette training. .
Taking the invitation from the other party, Yang Bo opened it and glanced at it. He looked up at the other party and said, "Please convey this to Her Royal Highness Queen Elizabeth. I will attend the banquet on time."
Ms. Windsor nodded and smiled on her slightly stiff face, "Then I'll be waiting for Mr. Yang to come."
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