The Reincarnation of the Tough Woman
Chapters. 9. Logged Thugs
"Thirty thousand? Are you kidding me? I'll give you 50 grand, young lady. ”
"Sixty thousand," another man bids.
"Seventy thousand."
"Eighty thousand."
"One hundred and twenty thousand!"
Everyone was shocked again. One hundred and twenty thousand for the blue and white porcelain bracelets of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, this is simply incredible.
Sofia was also surprised. This was the first time he had sold antiques. He knew the antiques were expensive, but this price really surprised him.
He thought forty thousand was already high enough, because the energy in this bracelet was not strong enough. It is not very valuable because it has a short history.
One hundred and twenty thousand meant nothing to Sofia in her last life, but for now, it was a huge sum of money.
In the end, Sofia sold the bracelet for 120 thousand yuan.
Although everyone was surprised at the price, only experts knew that these bracelets were far more valuable than the ones on the market.
A bracelet made of blue and white porcelain from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, even from broken poselon, was still expensive.
Today, blue and white porcelain plates from the Ming and Qing Dynasties are worth millions of yuan. The price of this bracelet will not be lower than 200 thousand in the market.
Although Sofia was inexperienced, and did not know how exactly this bracelet would cost, she would not regret it.
He needed money now, and had no time to wait for a more generous buyer. To buy it at a high price.
Moreover, he did not know how to sell these bracelets on the market.
There is a designated bank in the antique market. Someone needs to go to the bank to get money.
Sofia does not have a bank card, but has her identity card, so she makes one bank card on the spot.
When he had received the money, he gave the bracelet to the buyer, and the service fee was transferred to the appraiser afterwards.
Service fees range from hundreds to thousands. It depends on the seller.
What Sofia had obtained was not much in the antique industry, so she only needed to pay two thousand yuan.
But Sofia was generous, who instantly paid the appraiser 10 thousand.
When she leaves the bank, Sofia feels she is being targeted.
An antique street is not a safe place with all sorts of people around it. It was quite normal that he had become someone's target as soon as he earned a lot of money.
Sofia remained calm. He left the antique road without delay.
As soon as Sofia left the street, several men, who had been stalking her rushed forward to stop her.
Four criminals aged about 20 years besieged Sofia.
The others all ran away in fear, and no one wanted to help.
"Give us all your money, or I'll teach you a lesson." The head of the thug, who had yellow hair threatened Sofia.
“Oh, how?” Sofia squinted her eyes, as if she didn't care.
And the audience was shocked by Sofia who was so calm.
Isn't he scared?
Or, does he think anyone will help?
The criminals were famous around this area, and no one dared to get involved.
“Never wish someone would help you. Let me tell you, no one dares to go against us. Better just give me your money!” The yellow haired man threatened once more.
Sofia knew no one would help her, because everyone had escaped. However, he was confident that he could easily defeat those evil people.
"Take it yourself if you want." Sofia.
"You ..." The criminals were immediately annoyed.
"You guys. Hit him!” The man with yellow hair ordered.
Then, two criminals run to Sofia, trying to catch her.
But before they can get close to her, Sofia kicks a man's stomach. The man immediately fell to the ground in pain.
Then, Sofia turned to the others, and punched him directly. The latter suffered at once.
The other two criminals were shocked now. It was beyond their imagination that a teenage girl could be so cruel.
Suddenly, a boy who rushed out attacked the yellow-haired man. The man fell down immediately.
He was immediately frightened, and immediately fled. Unfortunately, he ran too fast and did not recognize the direction, and hit a pole, then bounced back to the ground.
Sofia laughed out loud at this funny scene.
Right at this moment, the boy who attacked the yellow-haired criminal ran towards Sofia. He said happily, “sofia this is really you! I think I misidentified people. Wow, you are so great and can beat those two men easily.”
Sofia knows this kid. He was a senior in their high school. His name is Kelvin Miller.
Kelvin is almost 170 cm tall. He was a tall and handsome boy.
Sofia and Kelvin come from different classes. He knows Kelvin is James' classmate and they are good friends. Kelvin also knows the truth behind her and James' relationship.
But Kelvin is different from his friends. He was a good honest boy, and even secretly told him that James was not a good person. And not really love him.
But at that time, Sofia loved James very much. He won't listen to anyone else.
Thinking that, Sofia really had a good impression of Kelvin.
"Thank you very much, Kelvin." Sofia smiled at Kelvin, and thanked him sincerely.
Although he was able to handle everything himself, Kelvin had really helped him. He should thank you.
Sofia is a beautiful girl. He looked mediocre just because he didn't think too much about appearances. Moreover, she was just a poor girl who could not afford beauty products. Looks like another girl. But this is also an advantage because it is beautiful naturally.
Sofia's smile has made Kelvin flushed.
"Either. And I think even though I didn't help us, they can't hurt you at all.” Kelvin was a little embarrassed in front of Sofia.
“By the way, thank you very much for helping me all this time.” Sofia said.
Suddenly, Kelvin remembered something important. She looked at Sofia in surprise, "Oh, I heard James broke up with you on Friday, and then we had a car accident. How are you doing now?”
Kelvin has no intention of hurting Sofia's feelings. He really cares about her.
But he had never visited her directly, so he only heard her.
He believes it was James' fault, but he has no right to be involved in his friend's personal relationship.
