101 Chapter 101

Hearing this voice, Marven frowned and looked up to look for recognition.

He saw a young man wearing a Wang linen suit, black shoes, and all kinds of bracelets, walking towards this side.

Although it was daylight, he wore a pair of antique gold-rimmed glasses with two round black glass plates, the kind of "civilization mirror" that the late Qing dynasty wore.

The young man was followed by four or five bodyguards. Compared with his looks, these bodyguards were much more fierce and evil, and every one next to him quickly moved away to avoid causing trouble.

"Yeah, it turned out to be Steven!"

As soon as the boss saw the young man, he immediately opened his eyes and smiled, and the flattering words came out of his mouth like running water: "Mr. Steven, why didn't you say anything in advance when you came here today? I'd have come to the street to welcome you."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, I will just take a look today." The young man waved his hand impatiently.

He strode forward, took a look at the stone in Marven's hand, and raised his head to ask the boss: "Ervin Jones, put this stone up for me! There is a paperweight stone on my dad's desk. It is just right to use it. !"

"This" the mung bean eye boss gave a dry smile, looked at Marven with a grimace, and said to please: "Mr. Steven, this is really unfortunate! The stone has been bought by this brother! Actually, this stone is nothing special. Except for the press paper, it has no use for anything. I have specially reserved better products for you. What is the beauty of the worthless stones? Only the top quality products are worthy of your identity."

Marven knew that this boss was named Ervin Jones, and he seemed to know this young man.

However, he was also amazed at Ervin Jones's lip service.

He's really talkative to people and nonsense to ghosts.

Ervin Jones quickly took out the hardened plastic jade horse, splashing in his mouth, "Mr. Steven, this is the beloved object of the former imperial concubine. You see, this jade is crystal clear, and the jade is of good quality, so let's not talk too much. For the sake of Mr. Steven, the price you bought the chicken tank cup is the same as yesterday. You can take it for nine thousand!"Dave was speechless when he heard that, the same fake chicken tank cup, dare to buy three hundred and still take advantage of it. He didn't expect that Steven actually spent nine thousand!

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mr. Steven was impatient at hearing, kicked Ervin Jones to the side, and said arrogantly: "I just like this stone, you give it to me, I will give you Twenty thousand!"When Ervin Jones heard 20,000, his heart suddenly became hot, and he turned his head and said to Marven: "Brother, how about you give it to Steven?"

Marven frowned and said coldly, "This is something I bought, and I don't want to transfer it to others."

"Who asked you to transfer it? You haven't paid any money, whoever paid for it!" Mr. Steven said impatiently, then took out a wallet from his arms, took a stack of banknotes, and threw them on Ervin Jones's face.

"No need to look for 20,000, I'll take it."

Ervin Jones's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the banknotes in his hand and smiled at Marven: "Brother, I also have an inkstone paperweight from Emperor Kangxi. It is better to keep it than this."

Marven smiled and said, "Ervin Jones, you don't need to break those things, right? I bought this paperweight first, and I am not interested in giving it to others."Seeing Marven didn't let go, Ervin Jones couldn't help it.

After all, according to the rules of the antique transaction, it is to buy first, and if he breaks the rules, he will not be able to work in this antique street as soon as the news spreads.

Ervin Jones had to turn around, nodded, and said to Mr. Steven: "Mr. Steven, this paperweight is really not a good thing, there is something better in my house."

Before he could finish his words, Mr. Steven kicked his waist and cursed: "You have been courageous? I have bought several things from you. Now you actually turn your elbow away to help a poor man talk?"

Ervin Jones was kicked and sat on the ground, clutching his waist and grunting, complaining: "Mr. Steven, if he doesn't give it to me, I can't help it."

As he said, he winked Marven vigorously, wanting him to let the stone out.

Just by looking at Marven's clothes and manners, he knew that he didn't have much money in his family, and he had no power or influence.