After breaking off the engagement, I relied on my best friend to become famous in the entertainment

The boss saw her looking at her again and again, asking one question after another, and finally asked impatiently: "This beauty, do you want to buy it or not?"

Yun Shudai smiled awkwardly: "Boss, do you accept stamps?"

The boss yelled and said: "You want to come up with stamps? Please tell me earlier. Take them. Take them out and see what they are like."

Yun Shudai took out the stamps. The little boss looked at them and said, "It's so new and in good condition. Do you want to publish a single edition?"

"Yes, what price can you give me?"

The boss watched carefully and remained silent for a long time.

Yun Shudai smiled: "I can't lie."

The little boss then said: "Your edition is worth five hundred and nine on the market. Seeing how well you keep it, I can give you six hundred and one."

"One sheet or one edition?"

"One piece."

Yun Shudai frowned, lowered her head and checked on her mobile phone. It was true that this edition was not valuable: "What year is your most expensive stamp?"

"The most expensive thing in our store is this one that costs more than 20,000 yuan, but if there is a piece of red stamp, it sold for this price at auction some time ago."

Yun Shudai looked at her gestures and clicked her tongue twice.

"This stamp is for you."

The little boss shouted happily: "Okay, my name is Zhang Xiaoling. If the beauty has any good things in the future, you can come to our store and add us on WeChat. We can also give you a quote on your mobile phone."

"Okay. Besides collecting stamps, what else do you collect?"

"We collect all the things from that era, and we also have an online store. I will send it to your mobile phone later. Welcome to visit." Yun Shudai nodded, charged her several thousand yuan, and bought an old-fashioned model from her. I bought some kerosene lamps, including kerosene, and gave them back to Lao He.

After returning home, Yun Shudai spent four or five times pulling things into the house.

But it was daytime now, and every time I went there I would meet people, and they would look at her differently.

Some people asked her enthusiastically why she bought so many old-fashioned sewing machines, but Yun Shudai always laughed and fooled her.

After getting off the elevator, some acquaintances pointed at her and said, "She seems to be on the sixteenth floor. She always pulls things into the room during this time. I asked the people on the sixteenth floor and she lives alone." "

"Live alone? I saw her buy a lot of food some time ago. The amount is enough for at least a dozen people."

"More than a dozen people? Impossible. The largest apartment in our community has three rooms. Her room can accommodate up to three people. Oops, could it be some kind of pyramid scheme?"

The more the two talked about it, the more likely it seemed. They looked at each other and understood something, so the two enthusiastic aunts appeared in the property's monitoring room a few minutes later.

Yun Shudai was as tired as a dog now. She lay on the sofa and watched Lao He using lemon, acetic acid, baking soda, and toothpaste in the kitchen sink to smear the copper plate layer by layer, using steel balls. What the heck.

"It's really useful. It can be brushed off. Tsk, there are patterns on it. Isn't this Lao Yun an antique?"

Yun Shudai got curious, got up, walked through the fabric bicycle that had not yet been put into the space, and entered the kitchen.

He took a look: "What does it look like?"

He Wan was also very surprised by this thing: "I don't understand, I've never seen it before."

While the two were studying what this thing was, the doorbell suddenly rang.

The two looked at each other, Lao He quickly washed his hands and said nervously: "It can't be your assistant." (End of Chapter)