But thinking about it, it made sense.
Didn't she say anything? They were useless things piled up in the warehouse.
As the president of a bank, he had seen many rich people.
Every rich person had their own unique hobbies.
Perhaps the person in front of him liked farming.
"Are you…the one who wants to sell the souvenir pumpkin?!”
President Chen asked in surprise.
"It's real. Take a look. Do you want it?”
Su Ming smiled casually and walked to the back door of the car. He opened the door.
President Chen licked his dry lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He ran to the car door without caring about his image and leaned on the door to take a look.
F * ck!
It was golden!
It was f * cking real!
There weren't many copies of this kind of pumpkin. There were only 100 of them worldwide.
It wasn't big. After all, it was made of metal and was extremely dense. Although it was in the shape of a pumpkin, it was actually the size of an apple.
If it was really the size of a pumpkin, it would weigh at least a hundred pounds.
The most important thing was that the purity of this gold was extremely high, and the carving was exquisite. It was extremely valuable for collection.
Each pumpkin had its own unique number, just like a person's identification number. It was unique and irreplaceable.
Especially the one numbered 001.
It was ridiculously expensive.
The pumpkin closest to President Chen was casually placed in the corner by Su Ming. It was inconspicuous, and the number on the label next to it was 001.
"President Chen, do you want to accept it or not?”
Su Ming couldn't help but ask when he saw President Chen petrified behind the car door.
"Retract! We must accept it!"
President Chen was afraid that Su Ming would regret it, so he jumped up and said loudly, which shocked Su Ming.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was too excited.”
President Chen, who knew that he had lost his composure, rubbed his hands in embarrassment.
He had no choice. He had made a killing this time.
50 souvenir pumpkins.
It would be a huge sum of money in a bank vault. It would be a sure win.
"How are you going to sell it?"
President Chen asked tentatively.
"How much?"
Su Ming was stunned for a moment." By grams? Why?" Your bank doesn't have enough money? Then I'll change to another one."
"No, no, no!"
President Chen hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head like a wave drum."Enough! Definitely enough!"
President Chen was so happy that he went crazy!
He had made a killing this time!
Putting everything else aside, just the collection value of the pumpkin numbered 001 far exceeded its value in gold.
It could be said that this pumpkin could be auctioned for tens of millions.
One had to know that a 4000g pumpkin was only worth 1.5 million.
This was a tenfold increase in price.
But how would President Chen know?
Su Ming didn't care about this at all.
To Su Ming, this was just planting a field.
That's right, it was the kind that dug a hole, buried some soil, watered some water, and applied some fertilizer.
I can't help it. My land can produce gold.
Can yours?
He was just so domineering.
"If you accept it, it'll be easy."
Su Ming looked at the time." I'll get in the car and take a nap. Tell me when it's done."”
"Good, good, good!"
President Chen agreed in a panic.
President Chen agreed as he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. When he saw Su Ming entering the driver's seat and resting with his eyes closed, he secretly praised him.
This was what it meant to be an arrogant rich man.
There were hundreds of millions of gold in the back of the truck.
He didn't care at all.
He threw the stall aside and went to the driver's seat to sleep.
This was the realm of the rich.
He couldn't compete, he couldn't compete.
Although Su Ming wasn't supervising him, President Chen wouldn't dare to be greedy even if he was beaten to death.
However, Su Ming's car was parked by the roadside. He couldn't count in front of others in broad daylight, right?
President Chen thought about it and had no choice but to make a call.
Not long after, two black cars appeared in the distance. The doors opened, and more than a dozen fully armed bank security guards surrounded the place.
These people were registered with the police. Although they were hired by the bank, they could hold guns.
In addition, a few patrolmen who had heard the news rushed over and surrounded the place like an iron bucket.
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