After hanging up, Shen Qiang sprung up from his seat. After all, both Boss Ma and Sun Kaiping were old-timers who had been mingling on the street of antiques for decades, and the big deal in his eyes was definitely not a matter of just one or two million.
What was more important was that opening a store on the street of antiques in Provincial City without considerable capital was impossible. Each store there had its store treasure, and not just that—even the simplest inventory would involve dozens of items at the very least.
If there chanced to be a few rare items, the profits would undoubtedly skyrocket.
Besides that,
Shen Qiang had also planned to properly explore the antique market and Wanxin Hesheng.
Because he had already promised the Golden Cicada to make clothes for her.
But now,
the Golden Cicada was originally a Spirit Corpse Golden Cicada, which followed the principle of coming and going at will.
