The Life of a Gangster That Started In a Gun Shop

Ye Qing turned his head and left behind the matter of being an internet celebrity or not.

If it can't be done, it will have no bad effect on me. If you really become a small Internet celebrity, you can save a lot of operating funds for yourself at this stage.

No matter how you look at it, it's not a loss, isn't it?

Even though Ye Qing was a little repulsive of being an internet celebrity, Franklin's face was always given. Ye Qing said that as an outstanding young man in the new era, he still strictly implements the spirit of international friendship.

As for where this phantom spirit came from, you can make it up yourself.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing stretched out. The mouth still sighs with emotion, it is another day as plain as water.

Chen Tuhao and the two stayed until more than six o'clock in the afternoon before preparing to leave. Before leaving, Chen Tuhao looked at Ye Qing who was busy at the bar with a wry smile.

"What you said is really accurate. My shoulders are numb now. I took a peek in the bathroom just now, and the pockets of my shoulders are blue."

"Haha, that's for sure. You've shot so many bullets in a row today, it's no wonder that it doesn't hurt. After you go back, if you pass by the pharmacy, you can buy some cool oil or something, and apply it at night."

Ye Qing glanced at the bills of the father and daughter before speaking. In the case of only calculating the cost of ammunition, the two men lost a thousand dollars a day. According to Ye Qing's price, on average one person fired nearly a thousand bullets.

"I can't help it. I'll be busy again after going back to November. I worked hard for half my life until Tingting went to college. I didn't realize that time is not forgiving."

Chen Tuhao had a bitter expression on his face, and after sighing, he continued.

"After Tingting left home, I thought about it. Money can never be earned. The rest of our life is for our family and for ourselves. The family is happy, and we can play what we want. Wait. In a few years, Tingting gets married and her mother and I will travel everywhere."

"Yeah, but I'm still at an age where I need to work hard, so I can't be as open-minded as you."

Ye Qing shrugged, smiled, took the banknotes handed over by the other party and put them in the bar, and asked at the same time.

"Want a drink? I'll treat you."

"Forget it, next time. Tingting's mother went out by herself today, and is waiting for us in the restaurant. It's probably on the sixth or seventh, and we will do it again. Experience the rest of the sniper rifles and machine guns. Then I will go back to China. When will boss Xiaoye return to China and send me a message, I will be the host at that time, and we will get together again."

Hearing Chen Tuhao's words, Ye Qing nodded understandingly. At the same time, he smiled and joked, saying goodbye.

"Okay, then I won't leave you. Next time, remember to bring some extra money. Ammunition for sniper rifles and machine guns is not cheap."

A single shot of a sniper rifle is expensive, and a machine gun consumes a lot of money. The experience of putting these two guns together is really a perfect match. If it is really a local tyrant, it should not be enjoyed, otherwise, you will always feel the aroma of the burning wallet, and you will not be able to enjoy it.

Chen Tuhao obviously knew this, but it was just like his name. One thousand dollars or two thousand dollars, for now, he can satisfy his hobbies and accompany his daughter. The money doesn't matter.

Chen Tuhao doesn't care about money, but Ye Qing can't!

The next morning, Ye Qing, who had just woken up, couldn't even take a shower. The first reaction is to press the computer switch on the computer table by the bed, wait for the computer to turn on, and then put on clothes.

A master of time management.

Put on your clothes and click on the bidding website.

At this time, there are still two hours before the bidding ends. The five highest bidders are currently $100,001, $100,000, $99,999, $50,000 and $44,000. .

To be honest, this price completely exceeded Ye Qing's expectations. Especially the first three bids, it seems like a joke...

In his heart, Ye Qing had already listed the top three bids on the list of false bids. Because the price is really ridiculously high.

Not to mention that most of these bidders are foreigners, and they are not necessarily interested in the blue and white porcelain of China.

As far as China is concerned, the price of modern blue-and-white porcelain ware is almost the same as that of ordinary finely-made porcelain. You can buy it for hundreds to thousands.

Those blue-and-white porcelains that cost tens of millions at every turn are all antiques with historical precipitation. From some perspectives, it is no longer the product of blue and white porcelain itself.

If it weren't for the high-toughness china clay that meets the needs of gun use, there is no semicolon in this one. Ye Qing never dared to engage in bidding tricks.

But despite this, Ye Qing didn't swell to the point where he thought he could fetch sky-high prices for anything he made.

As time passed, Ye Qing repeatedly clicked to refresh several times. But the top five are still firmly occupied by these five. It is a pity that the bidding website adopts an anonymous bidding model, and Ye Qing cannot know the identities of these bidders at this time.

"Hey, boss. How about the auction? How much can we sell?"

Just after ten o'clock, Harris started to pat the door as if stuck. The moment Ye Qing opened the door, he asked quickly.

"The top three bids total 300,000~www.wuxiahere.com~ The last two are 50,000 and the other 44,000. However, I feel that the first three may be false bids, and the premium is too much."

Looking at Harris who seemed to be more excited than himself, Ye Qing calmed down a lot.

"The sixth and seventh, one is currently offering 40,000, and the other is 37,000. I just went downstairs to open the door. Now I don't know if there has been any change, but it's unlikely."

"Hey, there really is your boss. Even if you exclude the 300,000 in front, there are still a lot of bids in the back. How much does it cost us? A gun, plus a little dirt? Oh, maybe even the firewood that's burned. "

Ye Qing's answer did not dampen Harris' excitement at all. On the contrary, in Ye Qing's eyes, this guy seems to have become more excited.

"Hmm. Harris, since you're interested, how about I'll give you a call to confirm the needs with customers later? Our only male publicist?"

Ye Qing shrugged, imitating Kang En's usual way of teasing him, and said playfully. There was no idea to explain to Harris what the knowledge of the yellowish soil in his mouth was.

"Oh, that's great. Ye, you know me so well. Those clients I usually deal with can haggle with me for five cents! Really! I can't wait to see what these rich people are. What is it!"

Watching Harris gradually disappearing from the back on the stairs, listen to the endless complaints in his ears. Ye Qing showed such an expression as expected, and turned to greet Kang En who had just arrived.

Then he started to prepare breakfast to start his day with vitality.

Just as Ye Qing had just finished washing the dishes, Harris ran downstairs in a panic. Standing in front of Ye Qing with a solemn face.

"Boss, we have a big client!"

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