The girl next to the cash register saw the young man who inexplicably walked into the store was genuinely interested in antiques, so she put down the book in her hand, got up, glanced at it, and softly quoted a price.
"That one you're looking at is Golden Hetian Jade, priced per gram, 650 yuan per gram; figure out the total yourself!"
Is this how you do business?
Chen Zhou thought to himself, examining the jade ornament in the display case for a while, estimating it to weigh at least 100 grams, which would cost sixty to seventy thousand yuan.
If it had been before the challenge, even if he liked the jade, he wouldn't have had any choice but to walk away from the hefty price.
But times have changed, and with over seven hundred thousand in his pocket, he could afford to speak confidently.
Without hesitation, Chen Zhou pulled out his phone.
"Take it out; I'll buy this piece of jade. Where do I pay?"
