In fact, of course the red box is not around, but Lao Wang has a sandbox that can be taken out anytime, anywhere, so he nodded seriously and said: "Yes, I take it with me and put it on the helicopter. Read at zero o'clock."
"Why didn't I see it?" Charlie was confused.
Wang Bo said impatiently: "You just didn't pay attention. Do you remember that I put a black backpack in the back seat when I got on the plane? The red box is right there."
Charlie looked confused: "Then you are too weird. Why did you bring this red box with you to Wellington?"
Wang Bo said: "Why do you have so many whys? One hundred thousand whys? The blue cat has three thousand naughty questions? I like to take them with me. I made a plan to sell red boxes before I came to Wellington, okay?"
"Okay, okay, why are you so excited? I'll contact the people at Christie's auction house for you tomorrow. They should be interested in this red box." Charlie raised his hands to express surrender, "Also, can you change your temper? I bet, damn, someone like you must have been a tyrant in ancient times!"
"Thank you for the compliment. A tyrant is also a monarch. I never knew I was so talented and powerful." Lao Wang replied.
In this way, the two of them couldn't go to the bar, so Charlie accompanied him to the helicopter to get the red box.
The lights on the tarmac were dim at night. Wang Bo had prepared his backpack and red box in advance. He just opened the plane door and took it in his hand. Charlie did not discover his secret.
Early the next morning, while Wang Bo was enjoying Wellington specialty fruit cookies, someone knocked on the door.
After opening it, Charlie came in with two middle-aged white men and introduced: "Wang, come to welcome our friends from Christie's. This is Quincy Robinson and Doby Sneldes. They are both European archaeologists and Experts in royal collections.”
Lao Wang shook hands with them enthusiastically and took out the red box to show them.
Quincy put on gloves and opened the red box with a solemn expression, while Dolby took photos beside him. This was to leave evidence in case something went wrong with the box and the two of them would not be able to explain it.
Opening the red box, the "Gulf Poetry Collection" was revealed first. Wang Bo then remembered that he had put the poetry collection inside, so he quickly took it out and said, "Sorry guys, please continue."
It is easy to identify the authenticity of the red box. As Charlie said, the two of them are experts in the archeology and collection industries. They confirmed the authenticity after observing the paste of the red box and the words printed on it.
In particular, there are some photos of Mrs. Thatcher and Sir Howard in the red box, which further proves the identity of the red box.
The two looked at each other. Quincy made a phone call and came back and said, "Sir, we have asked the manager. If you are willing to sell it for 530,000 yuan, we can complete the deal now."
Wang Bo shook his head and said: "Five hundred and thirty thousand is impossible. Let me tell you a price, eight hundred thousand, yes, eight hundred thousand New Zealand dollars. If you are interested, take it."
Upon hearing the quotation, the two of them laughed together. Quincy laughed and said, "Mr. Wang is so funny, but this quotation is too outrageous. There is no way we can pay such a price."
Of course Wang Bo knew that they couldn't accept such a price directly, so they could negotiate.
When it was time to earn money for milk powder for his son in the small town, Lao Wang was full of energy: "Listen to me first, you two, 530,000 is definitely impossible. You are experts. That was the price quoted two years ago. Inflation alone , now it has to become 600,000, right?”
"Secondly, we have an old saying in China that rare things are valuable. You don't understand what it means, so I will continue. Mrs. Thatcher only used two red boxes in her life. The first red box has already been If it is treasured by others, then this is the only red box that can be circulated in the world, so is it okay to add another two hundred thousand worth?"
Quincy said patiently: "Perhaps what you said makes sense, but you have ignored the most important point, that is, we are an auction house, and we need to be profitable. If we accept this box at the auction price, we still have What profit?”
Hearing this, Wang Bo knew that there was no problem in selling this box at a high price today. The two of them were bound to get this box, otherwise it would be impossible to bargain with him!
Charlie also understood this. The two looked at each other, with a sly smile like an old fox on their faces, and the negotiation officially began.
The two went into battle together. Lao Wang insisted on the lowest price, while Charlie used various persuasion to smooth things over and ensure that the negotiations would never collapse.
During this period, Quincy kept calling. After talking for forty minutes, the price was reduced to 720,000 New Zealand dollars. Quincy went out to make another phone call and came back and said, "Okay, okay, you guys are really tough opponents. 72 We can accept the price of 10,000 yuan, but these photos must be sent to us together.”
Wang Bo made the final decision to seal the deal. He knew that these photos must be extraordinary, because during the negotiation, he noticed that Quincy and the two of them were looking at each other more than once from the corner of their eyes.
The two parties shook hands and concluded the business. Quincy took out the sealed purchase contract, filled in the box and photos, and asked Wang Bo to sign it. The deal was considered a done deal.
Finally, Wang Bo took a look at the photo, and Charlie understood it well, so he smiled and said: "You guys really took advantage of it. Not only did you buy a precious red box, but you also bought these precious photos. I bet you will get a bonus when you go back." .”
Quincy said: "Okay, Mr. Stallone, stop beating around the bush, we understand what you mean. You want to know what happened to these photos, right?"
He picked up the photos and picked out one of the Iron Lady and Sir Howard. He handed the others back to Wang Bo and said, "Only this one is valuable because the handwriting on the back belongs to Mrs. Thatcher."
He turned the photo over and wrote on the back: Thanks to my old friend Howard for his warm hospitality, because of him, New Zealand feels like home, God bless him, God bless England, M.H.T.
"However, this photo is not valuable if sold alone. It can only be auctioned together with the red box, which may make it more beautiful, but we will not make much profit." Dolby added.
Wang Bo is not interested in how much money Christie's can make. In business, it is impossible for everyone to make money. Only when everyone has to make money can the business be done.
Quincy wanted to take away Wang Bo's bank card. After taking pictures, he made a call again. Then Wang Bo received a text message from the bank on his mobile phone, saying that 720,000 New Zealand dollars had been received.
When the business is done, everyone is happy. From this trip to Wellington, Wang Bo earned more than 1.2 million New Zealand dollars. In conversion, his net worth has exceeded 10 million - in RMB, of course.
In this way, Lao Wang once again remitted 100,000 yuan to his parents. International remittances require buffer time, so he called his father and told them to remember to check their accounts.
When I heard that my son had called home 200,000 yuan, my mother snatched the phone away and said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Bo, have you really gone abroad to engage in pyramid schemes? Why did you suddenly make so much money? I'm telling you, you can't do it. Something illegal! Although our family is not rich, we live an upright and ambitious life... "