Chapter 157 Want to Sell Antiques

Tang Yuan didn't have much stuff in the company, so he only took two bags with him when he left.

Fortunately, she had never planned to work here forever, and leaving the company now was within her expectations, so she didn't have too many emotional ups and downs.

It could also be because her emotional ups and downs were all focused on the fact that she had just traveled back in time.

After leaving the company, she did not take a bus back immediately, but found a nearby hotel and booked a two-hour hour room. After entering, she put down the things in her hands and tried to enter the game space.

In just a blink of an eye, the scene before her eyes changed.

But the situation was not what she had imagined.

After entering the game space, there is still a pink cloakroom, but it is not the small cloakroom as before, but a huge cloakroom with rows of clothes hanging inside, like a huge shopping mall.

Passing through the pink vortex to the other side, the wooden house remains the same, but the planting area has been transformed into a large field.

There are lush crops growing on it, and rows of fruit trees are planted on the sides.

There is also a breeding area. She can hear the chickens clucking from a distance, but it is obvious that the area of ​​this breeding area is much larger than she expected.

Familiar yet strange.

She walked into the wooden house with a frown on her face, and immediately saw the antiques that she had piled against the wall, and the bed on the floor on the other side. The bedding was all bought by her.

The game space is still the same, but I still don't know why she suddenly came back.

Tang Yuan tried calling the system several times but got no response.

Likewise, there was no response from those fake accounts.

Forget it, fortunately these antiques are still there and she can still sell them to make money.

She returned to the hotel room, took out her cell phone and searched for nearby auction companies. Finally, she found one with a good reputation. She picked and chose from a pile of things that were confirmed to be antiques, put the antiques in a bag, and walked out of the hotel carrying the bag.

She didn't quite understand the auction company's procedures, but as long as she had antiques, she could trade.

Arriving downstairs at the auction company, she walked in with a bag of antiques in her hand and inquired about cooperation in the antique auction.

The receptionist listened to her carefully and said with a smile, "Please come in and wait here for a moment."

Tang Yuan nodded and sat in the small conversation room, waiting for customers to pass by.

After a while, someone pushed the door open, looked at her, turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.

She stood up in confusion, walked to the door, put her hand on the door handle, and just opened it a little, she heard a voice from outside: "How can you have antiques when you are dressed like this?"

"She said she had antiques."

"If she says she has it, then she has it. I guess she got it from somewhere. She really thinks it's an antique. You can find someone else. I don't care about this matter."

"Liu Jing..."

Tang Yuan opened the door and looked at Liu Jing who had walked a few steps away.

I couldn't help but exclaim "Wow" in my heart. I didn't expect that she would be able to see such a novel-like plot.

However, Liu Jing couldn't get far. He was stopped after taking a few steps: "Anyone who comes here is our customer. Is this how Liu Jing does things?"

"No, Vice President..."

"That's not what you said when you came to the company," the man called "Vice President" glanced at him, "Since the customer came to the company, it means that he has confidence in our company. If you don't want to serve the customer, you can change someone else, but what does it mean if you just turn around and leave?"

"But the way she was dressed..."

"This is not something you should consider. If you don't want to do it, you can leave immediately and don't have to work here anymore," the vice president scolded, then looked at Tang Yuan, "I'm sorry, I made a fool of myself."

"No wonder you are the vice president." Tang Yuan said sincerely.

She used to think that the service of such a large company was somewhat unreliable and was a little worried, but the vice president's words made her instantly feel that this company was quite trustworthy.

"Thank you very much," the vice president said with a smile, and walked up to her. "Then let me serve you this time. Did you find the antique by accident?"

"It's not a surprise," Tang Yuan said truthfully, "These things were bought from an antique shop by our elders decades ago. They had been kept in the attic and I forgot about them by accident. I found them a few days ago and thought they were useless at home, so I sold them."

She didn't know much about antiques and didn't have much interest in them. There was no use keeping them, so she might as well sell them for money.

I just don't know if the world will be different before and after she travels through time.

As she spoke, the vice president immediately turned around and glared at Liu Jing. When he turned back to look at Tang Yuan, he was still smiling: "Since it was bought in an antique shop, it must be right. Did you bring the item? I wonder if I can take a look at it now?"

"Of course." Tang Yuan nodded immediately.

The two returned to their small private conversation room.

Tang Yuan had been holding the things in his hands, and now he placed them on the table in the small conversation room.

Because of the little accident just now, the receptionist and Liu Jing both walked to the door and watched her take out things one by one from a very ordinary bag with strange expressions on their faces.

The vice president's expression was normal, but after looking at a few items, he immediately turned around and said, "Xiao Xi, go prepare a large meeting room and clear the table."

"Okay!" the front desk staff agreed immediately.

At the same time, the deputy general manager stopped Tang Yuan from taking things out: "This place is small and there is not enough space for things. Let's go to the big negotiation room."

"Don't you need to take a closer look?" Tang Yuan still had a bottle in his hand.

"Let's go to the big meeting room to take a closer look. We can't see it here." The vice president looked at the bottles and jars crowded on the table. "What's your name?"

“Tang.”

"Ms. Tang, can I find another suitable box to pack these things?" the vice president asked carefully.

Tang Yuan suddenly realized: "It's okay, these are not easy to be damaged, but if you think boxes are better, then use boxes to pack them."

She just brought over a dozen items, and there was still a batch in the game space. If there were some in the calligraphy and paintings and scrolls collected in advance, the number would be even greater.

But judging from the vice president's expression, these things should be able to be sold at a price.

Not long after, in addition to Tang Yuan and the vice president, several people who were said to be senior account managers of the company came to the large negotiation room.

The antiques she brought were placed on the table, and the customers would circle the table, looking at the details of these items carefully with magnifying glasses.

Occasionally, there are subtle sounds.

"Two years ago, there was a similar antique that sold for $800,000."

"There's this one, too. I noticed it. It sold for 1.5 million."

"This one is rare. This style should be able to sell for a high price."

"They are all real. So many of them are real. My God, so many antiques. If I sell them all, I will become rich overnight."

"I heard that antiques from decades ago were worthless. If I had bought them then, I would have made a profit no matter how much I sold them for now."

"Even if you say it's not worth money, it is still worth money. At that time, those who could spend a few hundred yuan to buy antiques were all wealthy families, or families where all the members were workers. This was rare."

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"Ms. Tang, how do you plan to sell these antiques?"

“How can I sell it?”

"It's like this. We have two ways here. One is that you auction here, and my company will take a commission after the auction. The extra money belongs to you. The other is that my company invites some private antique collectors to participate in a small appreciation meeting. If anyone likes something, they can trade with you directly, and we will only take a commission." The vice president introduced it to Tang Yuan seriously.

Afraid that she didn't understand, I also brought up the issue of price.

Auctions take a long time, but if you meet the right person, you may be able to sell it for a high price.

Small private appreciation events sell out quickly, but the price may be a little lower. If you need money urgently, the latter would be a better choice.

However, Tang Yuan also roughly guessed the situation. The so-called private appreciation buyers might not all be real buyers. They might also be people from this auction company. They bought the antiques and then sold them at large auctions, making a profit.

If the auction company has good vision, it is not difficult to make a profit by reselling the property. It is just a matter of waiting a little longer.

Tang Yuan looked at the sincere vice president in front of him, blinked, and asked in a low voice: "You won't give a low price, right?"

The vice president smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely give you a suitable price."

But he did not deny that he would not give a low price.

This is of course normal, after all, auction companies also need to make money.

Tang Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he continued, "Then let's try the small-scale appreciation meeting first. If the price is right, I will come to your place next time."

"Do you have any antiques?"

"Well, antiques like this," Tang Yuan pointed at the ones on the table not far away, "My family bought two big baskets before, so I still have quite a few at home, and the calligraphy and painting... We don't know much about them at home, but we bought them from the scrap yard at that time."

"The calligraphy and painting you found at the scrap yard?" the vice president asked in surprise. "Is it in good condition?"

Compared with porcelain utensils that are easy to store, the price of calligraphy and paintings will always be higher. If the calligraphy and paintings are in good condition, the price will soar.

"It's considered intact, right? Many of them were sandwiched in the waste paper, and we can't tell whether they are real or fake," Tang Yuan looked at the person in front of him, "If I have a chance later, I'll bring them to your company. Can you help identify them?"

"Of course," the vice president nodded immediately. "Whether it's now or in the future, our company is honest and trustworthy. You can leave these antiques here without worry. No matter how you choose to sell them, we will help you deal with them."

"Then I'll trouble you," Tang Yuan said directly, "After this batch of antiques is sold, we will discuss what to do with the remaining antiques."

"The antiques can be sold later, but the calligraphy and paintings need to be appraised, right?" the vice president asked her.

Tang Yuan smiled and nodded: "Of course, that's for sure!"