From collections worth hundreds of thousands of US Dollars to trinkets ranging from a few thousand to a few hundred dollars, they had it all.
Clearly, the recent rise in gold prices had George laughing all the way to the bank, with his gold pieces valued at several hundred thousand dollars. He was so pleased with his earnings, he couldn't bring himself to sell.
No wonder street thugs like Old Black would come here looking for a zero-dollar purchase; it was less risky than robbing a bank and more profitable than hitting up convenience stores or luxury boutiques.
George opened the safe and took out a contract to fill in. He handed it to Allen Zhang to look over.
Allen checked it; it was just a consignment contract, with consigning management fees and handling fees noted, plus a profit share after a successful auction, including triple compensation for any loss or damage to the items.
Seeing no issues, he cheerfully filled in his name.