Chapter 192 Yaozu in the Mountain Village (Part 7) *Beep!* The campaign to be a good person is underway...
The siblings returned to Beijing in the evening. Song Xi turned on the light, and the warm yellow light dispelled the chill in the room.
Just then, her phone vibrated in her bag. She opened it and saw a message from Teacher Yao: "Xiao Xi, your admission notice arrived at the school yesterday. The teacher has mailed it to the address you provided. Remember to pick it up at the nearby post office."
Just as Song Xi typed "Thank you, teacher," she heard a muffled clap of thunder outside the window. She went to the window, where large raindrops pounded against the glass. Then, the rainwater meandered down the glass in countless thin streams, quickly condensing into a layer of mist.
Song Ce came out of the kitchen with two freshly washed peaches in his hand. He handed one to Song Xi and said with a smile, "Luckily we came back quickly. I don't think the rain will stop anytime soon."
Song Xi smiled, took the peach, took a bite, and then sighed, "Yes, thankfully..."
While waiting to enroll in school, Song Ce didn't sit idle. Every day, he either went to various antique streets to "treasure hunt" or invested in some companies with great potential. In just over two months, his assets had more than quintupled.
This time, Song Xi successfully applied to the Clinical Medicine program at Beijing Medical University, while Song Ce chose the Archaeology program at Jingnan University.
Archaeology, a traditional strength of Jingnan University, boasts a rich academic heritage. The university's antique architecture and modern facilities complement each other, creating a strong academic atmosphere.
Having attended university more than once, Song Ce was quite familiar with the registration process. After successfully completing all the formalities, he carried his light luggage to dormitory 402.
Two roommates had already arrived at the dormitory. One was tidying up the desk, and the other was making the bed. The third roommate was lying on the bed fiddling with his phone.
"Hey, Chen Ziyu, our new roommate is here."
The boy lying on the bed glanced at Song Ce and waved as a greeting.
Seeing this, the boy tidying up the desk smiled helplessly and quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Hello, I'm Liu Hao. Let's look out for each other for the next four years."
Song Ce put down his luggage and smiled faintly: "Hello, my name is Song Ce."
After exchanging brief greetings with his roommates, Song Ce began tidying up his bed and desk. This four-person dormitory was mostly shared by students from the same class.
The first week of school was packed with courses including Introduction to Archaeology, General History, Ancient History, and Prehistoric Archaeology. Even after finishing this week's courses, my other roommate still hadn't moved in.
"You guys don't know yet? Our roommate Liu Tingxuan applied to the school to change his major and went to Business Administration! I heard that Liu Tingxuan's family has a company waiting for him to inherit, and his future is all paved for him... Wow, he's really lucky!" Liu Hao said with envy.
Chen Ziyu glanced at him, a subtle smile on his face: "There's nothing I can do, Liu Hao, it's just that people with the same surname have different fates."
Upon hearing this, Liu Hao glared at him angrily, forced a smile, and shrugged as if he didn't care.
Having just finished his evening class, Song Ce looked at the date circled in red on the calendar that morning and smiled slightly.
I slept well all night.
The next morning, Song Ce declined Chen Ziyu and Liu Hao's suggestion to go online, and instead quickly changed into an expensive-looking outfit and went straight to a high-end hotel called Jingyuan Starry Sky.
The manager at the entrance, upon learning that this clearly well-off young man had come to attend the Changlong Summer Antique Auction, smiled and said he needed to verify his identity. Song Ce nodded and took a bright red invitation from his bag, handing it over.
After confirming that everything was correct, the manager led Song Ce to the Zijin Hall on the third floor of the hotel and gestured for a waiter to hand over a bidding paddle marked with number 12. He smiled and said, "Mr. Song, I hope you have a pleasant experience."
Thank you.
This time, Changlong Auction Company advertised that they had carefully selected hundreds of art treasures for auction, covering various categories including ancient and modern Chinese paintings and calligraphy, porcelain, jade, and other rare objects. Among them, a late Ming dynasty imitation Song dynasty Ge ware vase with a lotus scroll design is considered the most promising lot in this auction.
By this time, the auction hall was already mostly full. Song Ce casually found a seat and calmly glanced at the VIP seats in the front row. In the middle seat sat a refined and easy-going middle-aged man—it was Qin Zhenguo, the father of his female classmate, Qin Chuxia.
Song Ce learned from the original owner's memories that Qin Zhenguo's company, Zhenye Manufacturing, mainly produces electronic components. Due to the long payment cycle of downstream customers, its cash flow was interrupted, and it was unable to make ends meet. In addition, its market share was seized by competitors, and it was on the verge of bankruptcy.
Qin Zhenguo had considered taking out a loan from a bank, but at that time, China's financial system was not yet fully developed, and medium-sized enterprises like Zhenye Manufacturing had extremely limited financing channels.
In order to give his employees an explanation, Qin Zhenguo had no choice but to try his luck and accept the suggestion of his director, Liu Yuchong, to attend the auction to "find a bargain." It was this auction that plunged Zhenye Manufacturing into a dead end and forced it into bankruptcy liquidation.
Otherwise, the original owner of this body wouldn't have been able to so easily sneak into Qin Chuxia's house and commit such a serious crime—
"Distinguished guests, ladies and gentlemen, good morning! Welcome to today's auction held by Changlong Auction Company. I am Zhu Qifeng, a registered auctioneer in China, with registration number 2320X2. It is my honor to host today's auction, and I hope my service will bring good fortune to every guest present! Today, there are 108 lots for auction. Please carefully review the auction materials provided to you, and I hope you will actively participate in the bidding..."
Finally, after a long and tedious opening speech, the auction officially began.
As each item was hammered down, the atmosphere in the room gradually heated up. Soon, the late Ming dynasty imitation Song dynasty Ge ware vase with a lotus scroll design came to the stage.
Song Ce watched coldly as the bidding in the hall rose and fell. Soon, the price of the vase soared from the initial 180,000 to over 1.2 million.
Just then, Liu Yuchong took out several documents from his briefcase, leaned close to Qin Zhenguo, and whispered a few words. Qin Zhenguo kept his head down, occasionally raising his hand to push up his glasses, and hesitantly flipped through the documents in his hand. It was not hard to see the hesitation and anxiety in his heart at this moment.
"President Qin, you can't wait any longer! I have some inside information that this late Ming dynasty imitation Song dynasty Ge ware lotus scroll vase is a secret imperial craftsmanship, and its true identity hasn't been revealed yet due to research issues. Once someone discovers its value, this vase will appreciate by at least 5% daily. Even after deducting transaction fees, our daily net profit will be 1.5%, and the monthly return will be as high as 45%! Look, here are the previous auction records and authentication certificates; it's absolutely a sure-fire deal! Moreover, just two years ago, a late Ming dynasty folk-made practical vase fetched a high price of 5.68 million!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Zhenguo sighed and said, "If this vase isn't so valuable, then Zhenye Manufacturing really won't be able to hold on!"
"President Qin, don't worry, with me here, Zhenye Manufacturing will definitely overcome this difficulty! If it doesn't work out, I'll work for you for the rest of my life to pay off the debt!" Liu Yuchong patted his chest and made a direct guarantee.
"Well then... I'll give it a try."
Upon hearing this, Liu Yuchong breathed a sigh of relief and promptly handed over his bidding paddle.
Just then, Song Ce stood up from his seat, strode over to Qin Zhenguo, stopped Qin Zhenguo's half-raised hand, and feigned surprise, saying, "Uncle Qin, it really is you! What a coincidence!"
Qin Zhenguo was taken aback, frowning as he looked at the unfamiliar young man before him. "You are..."
Upon hearing this, the visitor scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and said, "I met you once with my uncle at the entrepreneurs' banquet in Shanshi last time. Do you remember me?"
Qin Zhenguo hesitated for a moment, then smiled and nodded. It seemed this young man was the son of the CEO of one of the companies they had previously worked with.
"Of course I remember! What, you came with your uncle today too?"
Seeing Qin Zhenguo's serious expression, Song Ce smiled and shook his head, saying, "Uncle is too busy to come over. I just happened to be free today, so I came to visit."
"So that's how it is."
Seeing Qin Zhenguo catching up with the young man who had suddenly approached him, Liu Yuchong grew impatient. He forced a smile and leaned closer, whispering, "Mr. Qin, the time for this round of price increases is almost over. Perhaps you should..."
Before he could finish speaking, Song Ce swiftly grabbed Qin Zhenguo's forearm and asked him with a smile, "Uncle Qin, I wonder if your Zhenye has any RB303 circuit boards in stock? My uncle was saying yesterday that he wanted to contact you to ask if you had a large stock, and I just happened to run into you today!"
The RB303 circuit board is a patented invention of Zhenye Manufacturing, and its independent production line is the first of its kind in Shanshi.
Qin Zhenguo was taken aback when he heard about the large inventory, then instinctively said, "Of course! Of course!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Yuchong's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly reached out to pull Qin Zhenguo back, "President Qin, this auction..."
"Xiao Liu, wait a moment."
Qin Zhenguo raised his hand to stop him, then turned to Song Ce and asked kindly, "How much of the large quantity you just mentioned?"
Song Ce frowned in distress, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Uncle Qin, I don't remember, it seems... was it ten thousand or twenty thousand yuan? I'm a student, I don't usually pay attention to these things..."
Hearing Song Ce's mutterings, Qin Zhenguo's face instantly lit up with ecstatic joy. If... if this were true, then Zhenye Manufacturing would be saved!
It's important to understand that Zhenye Manufacturing sells a single RB303 circuit board for 450 yuan. For large orders, the unit price is generally between 300 and 400 yuan. Qin Zhenguo calculated in his mind that even at the lowest price of 300 yuan per unit, 10,000 RB303 circuit boards would amount to three million yuan! This large order would be enough to solve Zhenye Manufacturing's immediate financial crisis!
Looking at Song Ce, who looked like a student, Qin Zhenguo almost cried tears of joy.
"Look at your uncle's memory, he's forgotten your name. Isn't your last name...?"
Song Ce naturally wouldn't let Qin Zhenguo's words fall flat. He smiled shyly and continued, "My surname is Song, Song Ce."
"Yes...yes! I remember now, you're Xiao Ce!"
Liu Yu stared intently at Song Ce, who had suddenly appeared, and tried to persuade him, "President Qin, this is a rare opportunity! This vase is..."
Qin Zhenguo hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and looked at the auction stage as if he was about to say something, when Song Ce said to him with a smile, "Uncle Qin, this auction house is too chaotic. Why don't you come out and sit with me for a while? I'll make a phone call to confirm something."
These words were exactly what Qin Zhenguo wanted to hear. He quickly stood up and said with a smile, "Good! Good! Good! Let's go!"
Liu Yu opened his mouth, "President Qin, then about this auction..."
Seeing that Zhenye Manufacturing was about to turn around, Qin Zhenguo didn't care about the auction anymore. He immediately turned to Liu Yuchong and said, "Xiao Liu, you should go back to the company later. Let's put the auction aside for now!"
"..."
Liu Yuchong's face was deathly pale, and he could only watch helplessly as Song Ce led Qin Zhenguo away from the auction house.
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Author's note: [Fear] I put it in the wrong place, I'm kneeling and crying.
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