Chapter 81 This person must have an ulterior motive for praising me (Update 2)

Jiang Huaijing was born into a wealthy family, and the wealth accumulated by his ancestors has made him much more knowledgeable than many people.

In addition, he has been in charge of the Jiang Group for so many years, what big scenes has he not seen?

Whether it is the head of a country who holds great power, or noble people like queens, princesses, princes, and dukes, he can handle it calmly and with ease.

However, at this moment, standing in the middle of the second floor.

Looking at these exquisite and beautiful costumes, these top-grade and hard-to-find silks, these exquisitely embroidered handkerchiefs and purses, and antique jewelry, Jiang Huaijing's inner excitement is beyond words.

It seems that everything he has longed for all these years has become a reality in this small space.

Over the years, he has been committed to promoting Chinese traditional culture and increasing the cultural confidence of the Chinese people.

Chinese culture is profound and has a long history.

These are the cultural treasures of the Chinese people.

He does not want these wisdom and treasures left by the ancestors to be quietly cut off in the ruthless years because no one cares about them and no one inherits them.

He has been supporting folk crafts and trying his best to help them achieve certain economic benefits so that this craft can have successors. He

opened non-heritage exhibitions, expanded the Jin Xi Pavilion, and even took the lead in planning national style variety shows, etc. All of these he did were to promote excellent traditional culture as much as possible, so that more people can get in touch with and understand the brilliant civilization of China for five thousand years.

Although some results have been achieved so far, there is still a long way to go to achieve his ideal goal.

He wanted to open a shopping mall with ancient style as the theme a long time ago.

Put all the ancient silks, satins, gold and silver jewelry, ceramic furniture, four treasures of the study, wood carvings, lacquerware, folk musical instruments, etc. in the mall.

Let modern people also appreciate the beauty of these objects, so as to achieve the purpose of subtle influence, so that ordinary people will like China's traditional culture, and pass on the brilliant civilization of the wisdom and hard work of our ancestors.

However, it is difficult to achieve this goal and fulfill this wish.

The most difficult thing is that even if he has supported many folk handicrafts, he can do nothing about those exquisite crafts and brilliant civilizations that have been cut off.

Even if he had more wealth and sponsored more archaeological excavations, it would be too difficult to find those discontinued skills from the vast historical materials. But

now, the dream he had pursued for many years and the goal he had worked hard for were realized so easily.

Jiang Huaijing smiled. It was the joy of a dream suddenly coming true, the pure joy and excitement from the heart, no one could understand.

The pair of peach blossom eyes, which were already passionate, were now full of fragrance and dazzling, as if they were a cake emitting an alluring fragrance, with infinite appeal.

Even Sang Yian, who was more angry than admiring Jiang Huaijing, was distracted for a moment.

There is no way. Jiang Huaijing's face is the ultimate fantasy of beauty lovers. This is pure spiritual food.

"Sang Yian, you are really an excellent capitalist."

Jiang Huaijing looked around the store, saw all the things he had dreamed of, pursued but were difficult to get, and finally stopped his eyes on Sang Yian.

Such sincere praise, and coming from such an excellent and successful entrepreneur like Jiang Huaijing, Sang Yian was a little dizzy.

However, in her heart, Jiang Huaijing's image of deep scheming and cunning was welded to death. Sang Yian, who had suffered losses, was always vigilant towards people.

"Don't think you don't have to work as a clerk because you flattered me."

This was her subconscious reaction. She couldn't let go of the free labor she had finally obtained.

Jiang Huaijing chuckled softly, gentle and elegant. His calm, cold and abstinent face was more gentle and lively. "Junior sister is too busy. As a senior brother, I should help."

He took the initiative to walk to the silk display area and began to explain to everyone the types and preciousness of these silks.

In his clear voice, he explained the history, grade, and preciousness of these silks.

This man was obviously wearing a black suit, which was out of place in the simple decoration of the small shop.

However, he knows the materials and historical development of these silks very well, and he handles everything with ease, blending them perfectly into the surrounding atmosphere.

"Everyone can try out these silks to feel their texture. The machine-made products on the market today cannot compare to this."

"Raising silkworms, reeling silk, weaving cloth, dyeing, each process is very complicated, and the craftsmen have put in countless efforts."

"To be honest, I have only seen such top-grade silks in my junior sister's shop."

Jiang Huaijing looked at Zhang Jiaqing who was already immersed in the beauty of silk. "Mr. Zhang is a fashion designer, so there is no need for me to teach him how to do this."

Zhang Jiaqing felt that this place was simply heaven. Seeing these silks, his eyes were shining. "I came to the right place today!"

"These are really rare and good things. Are there only these six kinds of patterns? Give me one piece each!"

Chen Yixin, who no longer dared to express her opinion, glanced at the price and was shocked. 30,000 yuan per foot!

How many feet is this piece of cloth?

Zhang Jiaqing wanted six pieces of cloth in one breath. This must be an eight-digit number, right?

Today's experience has made Chen Yixin numb to money. She always feels that in this store, money is no longer money.

"Be careful when packaging. This kind of top-grade silk is most afraid of being scratched. It is very precious."

Zhang Jiaxi said worriedly. She took out her bank card, "Boss Sang, how much is the total? I think you can pay by credit card in the store, right?"

"Yes! Yes! Of course!"

The little parrot grabbed a transparent plastic bag with its two claws and flew up very actively. It always remembered that the more it sold, the more it bought, and the more energy it had!

Zhang Jiaxi had seen this overly smart little parrot on the first floor. She shook the bank card in her purse and couldn't help teasing it, "Can you pay?"

The little parrot's eyes widened, as if to say, are you so crazy?

Are you kidding?

My claws don’t have this function!

Have you ever seen a parrot that can swipe a card?

It directly put the transparent plastic bag containing the POS machine on the shelf, "Do it yourself and you will have enough food and clothing."

Zhang Jiaqing: "...Boss Sang, is your parrot too smart?"

Sang Yian immediately picked up the plastic bag, very glad that the little parrot could not swipe a card, otherwise, wouldn't all her silks be bought up?

"The old one is more lively."

"Mrs. William, the silks in the store are sold by length and cannot be bought in pieces. Now there are only these 6 pieces in total. Let's leave some opportunities for others, what do you think?"

Sang Yian regretted that she did not mark the limited sale at the beginning!

She never thought that these people would buy up such expensive things without blinking an eye!

It's simply rich and inhumane!

Zhang Jia was determined not to give up. She had never encountered such good material in all these years.

She looked at everyone and asked, "Is anyone else interested in silk?"