Scrap gold buyer story
This is a story of a solitary man with big dreams. Dreams of becoming a Scrap gold tycoon. As long as dreams are nothing that a man can be punished for, everybody is free to dream. But when do we cross the thin red line? The answer is clear - when we stop to diverse the two worlds. My friend, because he is the introduced dreamer, has always been desperate about opening and ruling his own business. His latest obsession is cash for gold stores, where people can trade their golden items for real money. The natural course of things is that when one person wants to get rid of something that somebody else would like to get, a price is set and everything seems to be obvious later on. Not in every case. If you are completely not aware of the market situation you can very easily be deceived by a real high flier. This is what happened to my friend. His big dreams went flying to heaven with the moment he got deceived on half million dollars! He bought false
Scrap gold for that huge amount. It was meant to be Russian ancient gold. By the way, I never thought he was such a moron to believe in something like that. Anyway, the Scrap gold was actually crap gold and the cash for gold went f.. fishing.