Signing in the Republic of China: starting from a foot patrol

Chapter 79 Qian Minghe's Birthday

Lin Hongfei was a little disgusted by the gazes of the two women. It was not a gaze of admiration, but a gaze of seeing prey.

After all, for a full-time lover like them, Lin Hongfei was the best choice for a long-term meal ticket. He was rich, powerful, and handsome.

It's just that Lin Hongfei is not interested in the two of them, after all, they are inferior to Ou Xiaoyu in terms of appearance and figure.

Finding a reason to drive the two away, Lin Hongfei lay comfortably on the bed, accepting Ou Xiaoyu's attentive service.

Early the next morning, Lin Hongfei got up to wash up. He hadn't gone to work at the police station for two days.

"Sign in successfully."

"Get 1900 Browning M10 pistols with [-] rounds of bullets!"

"Hey, this is a good gun!"

Lin Hongfei showed a satisfied smile.

He couldn't help but took out a gun license plate and fiddled with it in his hand:

"Find some time, go to the suburbs to find an open space, play handguns, have fun!"

After simply eating the breakfast bought by Ou Xiaoyu, Lin Hongfei got into the rickshaw and went to work at the police station.

As soon as he entered the police station, he saw Director You Feng coming out of the office. When he looked up and saw Lin Hongfei, You Feng immediately smiled and said:

"I was just saying to send someone to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come by such a coincidence!"

"Ok?"

"What happened, Director You?" Lin Hongfei asked.

"Let's talk inside!"

"Come, follow me into the house!"

Lin Hongfei followed You Feng into his office, and You Feng cut to the chase and said:

"Next week is Deputy Chief Qian's birthday. I want to discuss with you, what kind of gift should we give?"

Hearing this, Lin Hongfei was somewhat surprised, he did not expect that Qian Minghe's birthday was coming.

It's also my own fault, these days I was busy with business matters, and I didn't bother to inquire about other things, so I forgot such an important matter.

"Director You, what gifts did you give Deputy Chief Qian before?" Lin Hongfei asked.

You Feng said with a smile: "Hey, don't mention it, I was just a small company commander at that time, I didn't have any money on hand, and the gifts were all worthless things."

"Fortunately, Deputy Chief Qian knows that I have no money, so he doesn't care about the shabby birthday gift I gave."

"But it's different now, I have some family assets on hand, and I have to give Deputy Chief Qian some decent gifts."

"However, your elder brother, I was born as a big soldier. I have never seen the world. You are different. You are from a family. You are better than me when it comes to gift giving. I just asked you to discuss this matter." !"

"Oh, I see!"

Lin Hongfei nodded, frowned and thought for a while: "Okay, don't worry about this matter, let me do it. Within three days, I will prepare the presents and wait until the deputy chief's birthday. Send the gift over there!"

You Feng smiled: "That's fine, I'll leave it all to you, bro, remember to tell me how much it cost at that time, and I'll give you the money."

Lin Hongfei waved his hand: "There's no need for that, it's a natural distinction between us brothers."

"Okay, then I'll take advantage of you!"

"If there is any good thing in the future, I will definitely find it for you." You Feng said with a smile.

After the two chatted for a while, Lin Hongfei walked out of You Feng's office. Several passing policemen stood up respectfully and saluted Lin Hongfei.

Lin Hongfei nodded slightly, as a response.

"Qian Minghe is a Juren from the previous dynasty, and he was born as a literati, so he must like calligraphy and painting."

"Antiques or something, I should like it too!"

"It just so happens that I have the inheritance of a master of imitation of cultural relics, so I might as well go to Liulichang to see what good antiques there are!"

He did as soon as he thought of it, and Lin Hongfei didn't delay, he hailed a foreign car and went straight to Liulichang!

Liulichang can be regarded as an antique street in Yanjing City. Various shops and stalls selling antiques are next to each other. If you walk into a shop at random, you will find all kinds of antiques and toys inside.

The street is even more crowded with people. There are well-dressed and wealthy people who come here to buy antiques and toys; there are also new-fashioned but decadent people who come here to sell antiques handed down from their families.

There are also cultural relic peddlers who are dressed in ordinary clothes, carry their burdenskins, and have sneaky eyes, trying to get rich overnight by picking up leaks.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in Liulichang. To put it bluntly, the business of the antique business is to make money from poor information.

You don't know the goods, and you clearly hold an authentic painting of Tang Bohu in your hand, but the cultural relics peddlers fooled you into selling the real painting as a fake painting.

The peddlers spent a few dollars to buy the authentic painting. Not only do you not feel that you are losing money, but you also feel that the peddlers are helping you by solving a fake painting that cannot be sold for you.

So, you happily left with a few dollars, and the peddlers scolded you as a bastard, while selling the original works for tens of thousands of dollars.

Dozens or even hundreds of times of profits make this industry a model of "not opening for three years, but opening for three years"!

Therefore, regardless of how good this person's humanity is, as long as he enters the antique business, he will involuntarily become a big fool.

Lin Hongfei walked on the street, stopping at antique stalls along the way, picked up a rusty bronze tripod, and asked, "Boss, which dynasty is this from?"

"Western Zhou!"

“Last week was about the same…”

As a master of imitation of cultural relics, Lin Hongfei can tell at a glance that this thing is a fake, and he even knows the steps and methods of the fake.

"How much?" Lin Hongfei asked again.

The boss was straightforward, stretched out his thumb and index finger and said, "As for the money, I won't ask you for more, just [-]!"

"Fuck you!"

Lin Hongfei cursed in his heart, put down the bronze tripod and continued walking.

Wandering around the stall, Lin Hongfei didn't find any good things, but he picked up a few small leaks by the way.

A jade pendant from the early Qing Dynasty can be bought for 2 oceans. According to the current market price, you can buy 200 oceans.

A cloisonné enamel snuff bottle, won for 6 oceans, can be sold for 80 oceans if resold.

There are also three or four small items, which are basically won within 10 oceans, and the market prices are all around 100 oceans.

"The collection value is not great, but it can be used as a small gift for others."

Seeing that there was not much good stuff on the stall, Lin Hongfei planned to go to the shop to pick it up, but the things in the shop were much more expensive.

Those who can open a store in Liulichang are all elites in the cultural relics industry. He dares to sell you an antique collected for 100 yuan at a price of 1 yuan, and it can make you feel that you have picked up a big deal. .

But it is expensive, but there are indeed good things in the store.

Since it was a birthday present for Qian Minghe, Lin Hongfei would not be stingy with money.

After all, Qian Minghe had helped him a lot, so he took this opportunity to express his gratitude with a big gift.

Just as Lin Hongfei was about to enter the store, his eyes suddenly fell on a famous pedestrian on the street. When he saw this person, Lin Hongfei frowned slightly, and then his eyes lit up!