Assistant Bai carefully placed the documents in his hand on the desk and stood respectfully on the side waiting.
The voice on the phone was still chattering, explaining over and over again.
The man on the chair seemed to have fallen asleep, with only his thin fingers on the armrests tapping gently and rhythmically.
The person who was speaking seemed to be losing confidence, and his voice became softer and softer. In the end, he unconsciously said with a hint of trepidation: "Cousin..."
Yuan Tingchuan still didn't open his eyes. His calm voice echoed in the office: "I've already seen the list of personnel sent by the company. Who agreed to your temporary replacement?"
The voice on the phone was a little anxious: "It wasn't me who wanted to change it. It was my second uncle who said it was a temporary decision made by the company. But now he's denying it."
Yuan Tingchuan's voice was deep and steady: "You are the person in charge, you are the one who temporarily replaced the leader, and it was also my decision to transfer you to the overseas branch."
The voice of the person on the phone became anxious again. Yuan Tingchuan suddenly opened his eyes and his gaze swept over Assistant Bai.
Bai Qing stepped forward and hung up the phone.
Yuan Tingchuan tapped his fingers on the document and asked, "Is Mr. Huo satisfied with the gift I gave him last time?"
Assistant Bai said softly, "Mr. Huo asked me to convey his gratitude to you."
His gaze gently slid across Yuan Tingchuan's face, which was indistinguishable from his emotions, and he said carefully, "Speaking of this thing, Ms. Du contacted me today. She has an imperial green pendant that she wants to sell."
Yuan Tingchuan frowned. He had heard from Old Yang that the last piece of jadeite was a find by Ms. Du. So, this time, the imperial green...
This Ms. Du is quite interesting.
He said, "The price is very good. After you buy the product, send it to me for inspection."
Assistant Bai said "yes" softly and quietly retreated.
Du Ruo hung up the phone, walked out of the public telephone booth, and stood on the street to think for a while. Since she was already late, she might as well take it as asking for leave. Anyway, she was the boss of Group 5 now and she had the final say.
Du Ruo took a taxi and went to the antique street.
Linshan City's economy has always been relatively developed. It is the provincial capital and is not far from the port city. "Buy gold in troubled times and collect antiques in prosperous times." After the reform and opening up, the antique street has developed rapidly and is becoming increasingly prosperous.
As soon as you reach the corner of the street, you can see scattered antique shops and small stalls.
Du Ruo was not in a hurry. She put her hands behind her back and looked at everything one by one. The difference between her and others was that she not only looked at things, but also at people.
Whenever an item is about to be sold, the red lines above the heads of both parties are always being pulled. If the price is reasonable, the increase in the red line will be limited. If someone gets a big bargain, the red line above the head will grow a lot, which is quite interesting.
Du Ruo watched with great interest all the way. It was much more interesting than a TV drama.
The further you go, the more shops and stalls you see. When you reach the antique street, they are all next to each other, and the small stalls at the door are also full.
There are quite a variety of items, including gold, silver, jade, porcelain and pottery, which are dazzling to the eyes.
Du Ruo was looking at a bronze sword. The owner said, "This sword is not ordinary. It is the Sword of Goujian, King of Yue. Do you know Goujian, King of Yue? He is the one who slept on firewood and tasted gall.
Do you know what "sleeping on firewood" means? This guy is a ruthless man, he can even sleep on a pile of firewood. This is the sword he used to have!"
As the stall owner spoke, he nodded twice vigorously, indicating that what he said was true and that this sword was of great origin.
Du Ruo couldn't help but laugh.
"Sword of Goujian, King of Yue"? If this sword is real, this guy must be very greedy. It is a national first-class cultural relic and the most precious treasure of the museum. How can he get it?
Seeing Du Ruo's face full of disbelief, the stall owner got a little anxious. He glared and said, "This bronze sword of mine is real, guaranteed to be authentic! If you don't believe me, look at this. These are all from the same batch."
As he spoke, he took out a big bag from the bottom. The bag was dirty and contained all kinds of things. He showed them to Du Ruo one by one.
"See? This is the iron spear head used by the Yang family generals back then."
"This is the Heshi Bi that Qin Shi Huang obtained from someone when he unified the six kingdoms."
"This is amazing! It's the mirror Yang Guifei used to comb her hair."
Du Ruo couldn't help laughing because of his amusement.
This guy is so interesting. Is it so low-level to deceive people nowadays?
Just as she was thinking this, she heard a stall owner next to her raise his voice and say, "Twenty yuan? This is the chamber pot used by Emperor Qianlong. Is twenty yuan enough for it? No! It has to be at least thirty yuan!"
Du Ruo…………
Is it so hard to describe now?
Soon, she discovered that the sellers were smiling and didn't care, and the buyers were also smiling and didn't care much.
Okay, she understood. Everyone knew what was sold at this stall. It was just for fun.
She also smiled and asked the stall owner: "You sell goods like this? What if someone takes advantage of it?"
Seeing that she had understood something, the stall owner smiled and said, "You're lucky to be able to pick up a bargain, but if I let you pick it up, it means it's not mine."
Hey, you have a good attitude.
Du Ruo reached out and picked up a black bowl, saying, "I want this."
The stall owner took a look and asked with a smile, "It's pitch black inside and outside, and it doesn't look good. Look at how beautiful that golden bowl is next to it?"
Du Ruo picked up the golden bowl and compared it. She said, "This golden bowl is too big. How much rice can it hold? Two bowls would take up half the pot, wouldn't it?
The man in our family has a big appetite and is a real glutton. We even gave him a bowl like this, so he can eat the whole pot of rice by himself."
The stall owner was amused by what he heard. He said, "Sister-in-law, you are too stingy. You only make people work and you don't even want to give them food?"
Du Ruo said, "Come on, forget it. The work he does isn't even enough to buy rice. I just want this small bowl. Two yuan. Will you sell it to me?"
The stall owner smiled and said, "Sister, I sell antiques, not junk."
Du Ruo blinked his eyes and said, "I bought antiques, right? Antiques are good, and maybe I can even find a bargain."
The stall owner was so amused by her that he couldn't stop laughing. He said, "Okay, let's stop teasing. Here's the twenty yuan."
Du Ruo stretched out his hand and compared, saying, "His is so big, and mine is so small. You still want twenty yuan?"
The stall owner was speechless: "Sister, is that how you value antiques?" This sister is really an amateur.
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