"Oh," Jin Xueyang was surprised by what his boss said, but he still operated the camera obediently. When he was done, he showed the interface to the general manager: "Well, I'm relieved now that everything is deleted!"
The other person nodded and turned his gaze to Zhang Moyan, who hadn't moved. "What about you? Why didn't you delete it? Didn't you hear what Mr. Liu said?"
"I can't bear to do it." Zhang Moyan said bluntly, raised her hand and handed the camera directly to him, meaning that he should do the work himself.
The general manager looked at Zhang Moyan as he took the camera, lowered his head and pressed the playback button, flipping through the contents one by one. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Moyan in disbelief, then continued to flip through the contents.
Jin Xueyang leaned over to take a look out of curiosity, and saw that the pictures in the camera were all photos of Xiao Xingyu!
He was surprised, then pressed down the corner of his mouth and gave Zhang Moyan a look that said "I underestimated you".
"It seems there are several media outlets outside." Zhang Moyan spoke coldly.
The general manager subconsciously glanced towards the door, sensing that she had something behind her words, and asked cautiously, "What do you want to say?"
"The results of an auction must always be made public. The sell-through rate for antique auctions is generally around 45%, so it's normal for items to go unsold," Zhang Moyan paused deliberately, then added, "We're just reporting on the news. If it were someone else, I wouldn't be able to guarantee the same."
Amidst the crowd's gazes, Zhang Moyan stood tall, dressed in a Hong Kong-style casual professional outfit, with long hair draped over her shoulders, fair skin, and a clear voice.
Jin Xueyang crossed his arms, said "wow" silently, and scanned Zhang Moyan's body from top to bottom.
Mr. Liu understood and nodded to the auction house's general manager, clearly stating, "This spring auction has been heavily publicized. We should uphold the spirit of a good beginning and a good end, and there should be a final conclusion after it's over. Rather than letting other media outlets delve into this and create a sensation, why not let us handle it?"
The auction company's general manager held a camera in hand, his expression partly hesitant, partly puzzled, and partly uncertain. "What are you going to do?"
At this time, Zhang Moyan stretched out his arm and handed a typed mobile phone to Mr. Liu.
Mr. Liu took it, glanced at it, smiled, and passed it to the auction company's general manager. "I still need to briefly mention the issues of concern to the industry, but the main point is to attract attention to the 'Boda Auction' brand and expand its visibility, isn't it?"
The latter took the phone suspiciously, and when he lowered his head, he saw the following text:
[The Baoda Spring Auction has concluded with a sell-through rate of 88%. A Qing Dynasty lotus flower, unfortunately, failed to sell, and the appearance of #PorcelainDoorGod# Xiao Xingyu was the biggest attraction. @BaodaAuction @FirstQuickNews…] Below, follow nine photos of Xiao Xingyu from long range, close-up, full-body, side profile, and close-up; each one is breathtakingly handsome.
What a good strategy of surrounding Wei to save Zhao!
The general manager of the auction company stood there in shock, then grinned.
“This is fine!”
As if he had foreseen the effect of this report, he immediately returned the phone and camera to Zhang Moyan with both hands.
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