After borrowing millions, my resort became popular

Chapter 7 The middleman earns the difference
People sit at home, and money comes from the sky.

Song Zhizhi himself did not expect that fishing law enforcement would be effective so quickly.

Seeing the rich man's speech, she thought seriously for a moment and then remembered that this God of Wealth was the playboy she had complained about before.

However, the other person's character does not need to be taken into consideration at the moment. What she cares about is whether he really wants to buy the painting.

"How much? Make an offer."

Seeing that Song Zhizhi didn't reply, Lin Baojia sent another message.

Song Zhizhi looked at the painting at hand and was happy.

It's really luck.

She had also checked the current prices of traditional Chinese paintings before. They ranged from hundreds to tens of thousands, with different sizes and sizes, and different prices.

Of course, it mainly depends on the reputation of the painter.

Although Zhao Jin's paintings were judged to be of high quality by the system, the 'Anonymous' character was a flaw, and she was destined to only make a small fortune by earning the middleman's price difference, and it was impossible to become rich overnight.

So after thinking about it, Song Zhizhi simply doubled the offer to [-].

This is simply a good price.

This is not enough for the young master opposite to pay for a bottle of wine.

In the end, Lin Baojia was stimulated by the ten thousand.

"Ten thousand?!!!"

Seeing the three huge exclamation marks on the other side, Song Zhizhi was confused. What, Master Lin couldn't even get out [-], right?Too expensive?Not really.

Song Zhizhi, who couldn't figure it out, silently replied: "Yes, ten thousand, no two prices."

Opposite Lin Baojia was extremely upset. The painting he bought for [-] yuan was considered vulgar and tasteless by his brother. But Song Zhizhi's painting, which was worth ten of his paintings, only cost [-] yuan?
Doesn't this mean pressing Master Lin's face to the ground and rubbing it? Doesn't he want to lose face? !

Master Lin couldn't stand this anger and immediately transferred [-] yuan. He insisted on buying it back to see if it was possible.

Song Zhizhi's doubts and confusion just now disappeared, and he happily clicked the payment button.

Then he sent a message: "I am in a mountainous area now and it is inconvenient to get in and out. Give me an address and I will express it to you."

Dongfeng Express is sure to achieve its mission, with great leverage.

"Whatever, I'll give you the address. Just have it delivered as soon as possible. By the way, where did your painting come from and who painted it?"

After Master Lin spent money, his thirst for knowledge became even more intense.

Can Song Zhizhi tell Zhao Jin?Of course not, so she mysteriously made up a big man who was obsessed with Chinese studies, good at painting and liked to travel around. She once accidentally did a small favor for the traveling big man, so he gave her paintings.

As for the origin of the big brother’s name, I’m sorry, it’s not convenient to disclose it.

Lin Baojia's mind was spinning, but she was still not stupid enough and asked her:
"Then you just sell the painting someone gave you?"

Song Zhizhi quickly seized the opportunity and sold the paintings, "Actually, I want to save money to study abroad. You probably know the situation in my family. From now on, I can only rely on myself. There is nothing I can do about selling paintings. After all, they are gifts from others." Gift.

But after all, I don’t understand Chinese painting. It would be a pity to let the good paintings disappear from the light of day if they were left in my hands. It would be better to transfer them to someone who loves painting with culture and connotation like Mr. Lin, and it would not be considered buried. "

In the first half, Mr. Lin felt pity for Song Zhizhi, and in the second half, Song Zhizhi praised Mr. Lin so highly, as if in Song Zhizhi's heart, Mr. Lin was really one of the best and most meaningful people in the world today.

As for further education, God knows when she will be able to save enough money.

After this, Mr. Lin even handed out a red envelope of 200 yuan, which was regarded as reimbursing Song Zhizhi's express delivery fee.

Good guy.Song Zhizhi happily accepted the red envelope.

The joy of middlemen making the difference is so simple and unpretentious.

On the same day, I contacted a courier in the area. Although the courier in the area had a headache when he saw Song Zhizhi's location in the mountains, Song Zhizhi responded with a 100-yuan red envelope, and the courier immediately said that he would be there immediately.

Within the agreed time, Song Zhizhi packed up the painting and left by express delivery.
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But the happy time was short-lived, because when Song Zhizhi went to review today's gains in her WeChat wallet in the evening, she only saw a pitiful balance of 1.26.

Where is her money? ! ! !
"Did you do it?"

Song Zhizhi was like an angry bird, his cheeks bulging.

There is no sound from the system.

Song Zhizhi went to check his system account and saw that his assets had changed from -500 to -499.

really!

She still had 100 million left in her bank card. If she hadn't been determined not to use it for repayment, she would have been swept away by the system.

But in order to ensure that she would focus on the plane transaction and stay in the resort, the dog system actually froze the 100 million as a guarantee deposit.

Now I finally made a profit by working as a middleman, but my money was deducted by the dog system again.

[In view of the fact that the host's loan of 500 million is an interest-free payment, in order to ensure that the system will not be in a state of loss for a long time, the system has the right to withdraw the funds held by the host to backfill the loan while ensuring that the living conditions of the host are not affected. ]
Song Zhizhi: Who would have thought that a system could secretly learn financial knowledge.

I worked hard for a long time, and the difference in price between her and her was earned by the system.

Simply.

Angry Birds Zhizhi deflated like a balloon that had been pricked by a needle after the system's mechanical sound disappeared.

The situation is stronger than the person. She, a long-term worker, has no intention of becoming a serf and singing.

Speaking of which, where is her long-term employee?
Song Zhizhi shifted his attention.

Ever since Song Zhizhi arranged a 'dormitory' for Xiaobai, she didn't seem to see him again for most of the day.

Song Zhizhi tiptoed to the stairs on the second floor. When he was about to go up to the third floor to take a look, he found that the person he was looking for was sitting on the sofa in the movie theater on the second floor, holding a book in his hand, reading intently.

This eldest brother really doesn't regard himself as an outsider.

Song Zhizhi leaned over and said, "What are you looking at?"

Xiaobai looked up suddenly, which startled her.

"I'm scared to death. You haven't eaten or drank for most of the day and just read here. What book is so good? Let me take a look."

Song Zhizhi glanced over and saw the tempting pictures of ingredients on the open page.

Well. This is a cookbook.

Song Zhizhi looked at the recipe and looked at Xiaobai, are you hungry?

Why don't you go downstairs to eat when you're hungry and read cold recipes here?I'm not hungry. There are so many books on the bookshelf next to here. Why don't you just choose a cookbook to read?
Not sure what he was thinking of, Song Zhizhi pointed to the opened recipe and asked him:
"Can you understand the writing on this?"

Xiaobai, who was as stiff as a tree just now, gave Song Zhizhi a spring-like smile.

Song Zhizhi was dazzled by his smile, but after reacting, he glared at Xiaobai fiercely.

"I asked you if you understand. Why are you laughing?"

Nod yes and shake no, no, it’s immoral to discharge electricity indiscriminately!
(End of this chapter)