Not long after the training ended, it was the Qingming Festival holiday.
After breakfast, Han Bin brought Wang Ting to Antique Street.
He used to come with his uncle, but he had been busy with work recently, so he hadn't been here for a few months.
Some time ago, Wang Qingsheng bought an antique shop and kept inviting him to visit. At that time, Han Bin was in training and didn't have time. Since it was his day off, he brought Wang Ting here to play and he could even eat lunch with his uncle.
It was still early when they arrived at Antique Street. Han Bin wasn't in a hurry to go to his uncle's shop, so he took Wang Ting to stroll around Antique Street.
There were all kinds of antiques sold on Antique Street. Wang Ting was dazzled. It was her first time here.
Wang Ting blinked her big eyes. "Are any of these antiques real?"
Han Bin smiled and said, "The way you asked will offend people. It's all about your eyesight when it comes to antiques. Whether you can buy something of good quality or not depends on your own ability."
Wang Ting pouted. "That's quite professional. Do you understand?"
Han Bin said simply, "I don't understand."
"You sound quite proud."
"It's okay if you don't understand. The worst thing in this industry is people who don't understand."
Wang Ting asked curiously, "Why?"
"It's simple. Because we don't understand, we won't buy it easily. Even if we want to buy it, we'll find someone who knows. Take me for example. I don't understand, but my uncle does. If I like something, I won't buy it immediately. Even if I like it, I'll get my uncle to help me check it out, "Han Bin paused and continued.
"As for those who are new to the antique business, they know a little and think they're better than the average person. If they really see something they like, they'll buy it with the mentality of getting lucky. If they buy it, they might fall into a trap.
It's like gambling. It's addictive. After being cheated once, they still want to get lucky and earn it back. If they really improve, they might be able to get lucky, but most people will be cheated again. "
Wang Ting nodded, feeling that it made sense. "You know quite a lot."
"When I was young, I often came here with my uncle to play. I didn't have to learn it on purpose, but I heard a lot about the antique trade."
The two chatted as they strolled around. Wang Ting also saw a few things she liked and asked Han Bin to help her take a look.
Although Han Bin had been to the Antique Street many times, he was not proficient in antiques. However, he had his own set of standards, which was to buy handicrafts. He wouldn't buy anything that was more than 200 yuan, so he didn't have to worry about being cheated.
In the end, Han Bin spent 99 yuan to buy a bracelet for Wang Ting.
It didn't matter whether the money was real or fake. It was just for fun.
Wang Ting didn't want to pick up the leftovers. She didn't care what material it was, as long as the design was beautiful, that was enough.
The two of them strolled around and arrived at a shop called Jade Rising Hall.
The shop was located in the middle of the antique street. It had two floors, and the total area of the two floors was about 100 square meters. The interior of the shop was decorated in an antique style, and there were all kinds of antiques on display.
A middle-aged man in his forties stood in the shop. His appearance was somewhat similar to Han Bin's. He was slightly plump and wore a long gown.
"Uncle."
"Han Bin and Wang Ting are here. Come in, come in, come in."
Han Bin entered the lobby and looked around. "Uncle, you did a good job. It's much better than I thought."
"It's better than the shop we saw last time, right?"
"When did that happen? I've almost forgotten about it." Han Bin was a little tired from walking. He sat on a chair and asked, "Uncle, didn't you say that the antique business was not good during the New Year? Why do you suddenly want to buy a shop? "
Wang Qingsheng said, "There are no absolutes in doing business. If business is good, there are good ways to do business. If business is bad, there are bad ways to do business. In fact, it's just like buying a house. Many people say to buy when the house is rising, but the price of the house has to follow the economic law. It can't keep rising. When the price of the house falls, you can still buy it.
Take me for example. I can't afford it when it's expensive. When the business is bad, the rent and transfer fees are reduced, and my spare money is just enough. Am I right? "
"Alright, you're a professional. Whatever you say is right."
"Da da …" Footsteps sounded. A woman in her thirties came down from the second floor. She was average and pretty.
"Old Wang, your friends are here?"
Wang Qingsheng smiled. "Qiao Fei, let me introduce you. This is my nephew, Han Bin, and his girlfriend, Wang Ting."
"Brother Bin, this is my business partner, Qiao Fei. We bought this shop together."
Han Bin was a little surprised and looked at the woman.
"Hello, Han Bin. I didn't hear about you from your uncle."
"Hello, Sister Qiao."
Wang Qingsheng frowned slightly. "Brother Bin, there's something wrong with the way you address me. You call me uncle and she calls you sister. Isn't there a difference in seniority?"
"Don't, don't. It's good to call her sister. I like it." Qiao Fei smiled. She was only thirty-seven years old this year, which was only ten years older than Han Bin. If she called her aunt, she would be considered old.
"Have a seat. I'll go get you some tea." Qiao Fei left.
Han Bin looked at Qiao Fei and then at Wang Qingsheng. He felt that something was wrong. "Uncle, why did you want to buy a shop with someone? If you don't have enough money, my mom will definitely have it."
Wang Qingsheng waved his hand. "It's not about money. I can't manage the shop alone. I don't even have someone to look after the shop when I have something to do. It's not impossible to hire someone, but it's hard to find someone suitable. Those who know the business charge a high price, and those who don't know the business don't dare to hire them. So, I might as well buy a shop with a friend. The more we earn, the more we earn. The less we earn, the lower the risk. "
Wang Qingsheng's reason seemed to make sense, but Han Bin still did not believe it. To him, there was still something fishy going on.
Han Bin had heard a saying before. When a man falls in love with a woman, it doesn't matter if the woman has flaws or even has a child. As long as the man loves you enough, he will find a reason to convince himself.
Wang Qingsheng got goosebumps from Han Bin's stare. He stood up and said, "You guys sit back. I'll go in and take a look."
Wang Ting also seemed to notice that something was wrong. "Han Bin, are your uncle and Sister Qiao … dating?"
"I don't know, but it's possible."
Wang Ting said softly, "Uncle has lost weight now, his image is better, and he's a good person. It's normal for women to like him."
Han Bin glanced at Wang Ting and said softly, "You're saying it the other way around."
"What's the other way around?"
"I was a little curious before. My uncle has been fat for so many years. Where did he get the motivation to suddenly lose weight? Now it looks like I have to thank Sister Qiao. "
Wang Ting came to a realization. "Oh, you're saying that Uncle has liked Sister Qiao for a long time, and that's why he's trying so hard to lose weight."
Han Bin did not know the specifics. It was just his guess.
After the shock, Han Bin was still very happy that his uncle might have found a girlfriend. As long as he liked her and lived well, Han Bin would support him.
Speaking of which, his attitude was not actually important. What was important was his mother's attitude.
Han Bin licked his lips. Could it be that his uncle had asked him to come today in hopes of using him to find out what his mother was thinking?
Han Bin could not be bothered to think too much about it. He would see what his uncle would do. If his uncle needed henchmen, he would be the vanguard.
Han Bin was happy that his uncle did not need him to be a busybody.
"The tea is ready!"
Qiao Fei walked over with a tray of tea.
Wang Qingsheng followed behind with a tray of dried fruits, a smile on his face.
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