MTL - The Era of Hard Work-Chapter 12 aboveboard

   Chapter 12 Honesty

   (The first two chapters have been revised a bit.)

  The short corridor is very quiet. At the end is an office with a red door. There are a row of photo frames hanging on the walls on both sides. A white-haired old man is the protagonist.

  He participated in the group photo of the auction, took a group photo with the exhibits of the Imperial City Museum, took a group photo with the honorary certificate, took a group photo with a certain leader, and even took a group photo with Zardton…

   Lu Dong's eyes fell on the group photo of the two figures

   "This is an expert invited by Chia Tai, which is the same in the industry." Zhao Wei gave a thumbs up.

   These arrangements of the company are in no way unfavorable, unless they are naturally cautious and have no shortage of money.

   He pointed to the group photo of the characters: "Meeted by many important leaders."

  Photos are undoubtedly the best proof!

  In this day and age, most people would see it this way.

   Lu Dong bowed his head slightly to hide the unnaturalness that flashed in a moment.

   "I'll do it!" He muttered in his heart: "There is a sorcery similar to PS now? This synthesis effect is much worse than Miss Sister's photo trick!"

   From point to face…

   Zhao Wei thought that Lu Dong had been stunned again, so he took a look and came back and said, "There's still one person inside, you can sit down for a while."

  Lu Dong sat on the bench and waited patiently.

   began to plan in his mind.

   Vigilance increased to twelve points.

  Not much time, the red door opened, and a middle-aged couple with gray hair came out. The man carrying the box returned with a grateful expression: "Thank you! Thank you! Professor Liang, you are our benefactor."

   There were tears in the eyes of the middle-aged woman: "Professor Liang, you are a good person!"

   Lu Dong can hear it, this is a Taidong accent.

  Quannan seldom heard the standard Mandarin: "If there is a problem later, come here to find me at any time."

   "Hey!" The middle-aged man expressed his gratitude.

   A woman in business attire with a ponytail came out at this time and gently closed the door.

"Xiao Song, aunt and uncle want to thank you well." The middle-aged woman took the ponytail woman's hand: "The triplets in the family took the entrance exam this year, if I hadn't read the newspaper and you helped to run errands, I'd go with your uncle. I don't even know what to do!"

   The middle-aged man looked at the two bottles and jars in the box: "I heard that old things are valuable, and there is no place to sell them, thanks to you."

  Ponytail said: "Uncle, auntie, this is my job, what I should do."

   The middle-aged woman's hand was shaking while pulling the ponytail, obviously excited.

  Ponytail said with a smile: "You two, keep calm and wait for the good news."

   "Hey!" The middle-aged woman had tears in her eyes and a smile on her face.

  Lu Dong kept silent, guessing whether it was acting, but to deceive him alone, is it not worth it?

   "Let's go, don't influence the experts." The ponytail led the way.

  The middle-aged woman followed: "Xiao Song, the upfront cost of 5,000 yuan is too high? You know the situation in my family..."

   "Auntie, I understand." Ponytail had to answer, as if thinking about the client: "I'll go to the leader in a moment and try to reduce the cost to 3,000."

   These words are not avoiding people? Since Lu Dong came into contact with this company, everything was upright.

   But very few people really understand the industry.

   Especially in this era.

   "Daughter, thank you, I really don't know what to say. But 3000... is quite a lot..."

   "Auntie, think about it, the two babies are sold for at least 50,000 yuan. Isn't this 3,000 drizzle?"

   "Yes! Damn, you stay in the provincial capital, I'll go back to raise money, neighbors, relatives and friends, we know so many people, borrow them one by one, there should be 3000."

   These words came, and Zhao Wei suddenly said: "Their family has turned over."

   Lu Dong had some guesses, maybe it wasn't acting. The "Taidong Weekly" was published in the whole province, and the people who saw it were not only in Quannan area.

   As for turning over or not…

   Today's people may not fully realize it, but there have been countless cases that have proven that most of the things that pay first are unreliable.

   "Let's go in." Zhao Wei invited.

   Before entering the door, Lu Dong glanced at the two group photos again.

   Zhao Wei just chuckled when he saw it. The group photo of the leaders is the best proof of the authority of the experts!

   The vigilance that life brought to Lu Dong's tempering has always been there.

  There are too many industries that ordinary people do not understand.

   It’s not difficult to get out, just go like this? Look first. Lu Dong kept calm, turned his head quickly, and sat opposite the expert.

   "This is Liang Yong, Professor Liang, an expert from the Imperial City Museum." Zhao Wei made a brief introduction: "This is Miss Yang Ling, Professor Liang's assistant."

   Lu Dong smiled shyly: "Hello, Professor Liang."

   This Professor Liang Yong is at most fifty, with his hair neatly combed behind his head and his large forehead exposed, sitting behind the desk with an indescribable style.

The female assistant sitting next to    is in her twenties, with big waves, glasses, red lips, and a corset dress. She is very beautiful.

  Liang never talked nonsense, he clicked on the table: "Where are the antiques?"

   Lu Dong took out a small white porcelain plate and put it on the table. Liang Yong picked it up and looked at it carefully.

"White porcelain platter, signed by Wang Huli, made by a folk kiln." Liang Yong looked quite reliable: "Wang Huli was a famous master in the late Qing Dynasty, and there are not many surviving works. Porcelain is a collection category, and the white porcelain market has always been good. ."

  Liang Yong touched the edge of the small plate and stopped abruptly to let Lu Dong see: "It's injured, it's not well preserved."

   Lu Dong couldn't say that it was fished from the river, so he was just greedy: "Is it worth it?"

   Liang Yong gave Lu Dong a dissatisfied look: "Antiques cannot be simply measured by money, they represent cultural heritage."

These words are very masterful, and he then shook his head: "The market economy, there is always a measure... Well, in my personal opinion, the market price is around 30,000. If it is not damaged, it may be worth 50,000, but antiques must be complete and damaged. It's less valuable."

  Liang Yong talked a lot and was very patient. Lu Dong raised a few questions and answered them one by one. For a scumbag like Lu Dong, Liang Yong deserves to be knowledgeable.

   "Thank you, Professor Liang." Lu Dong said.

  The female assistant suddenly said, "Do you have an appraisal certificate?"

  Lu Dong said embarrassedly, "I don't need it for the time being."

  The female assistant did not speak.

   Then, Zhao Wei took Lu Dong out.

  The door closed, and the female assistant was dissatisfied: "The little dead child is poor and stingy, and he doesn't even need a fifty-dollar appraisal certificate!"

  Liang Yong waved his hand: "His company will be fine for another half a year. I will be in charge for a long time, and the water will flow."

  The female assistant hugged Liang Yong's arm: "How about the plate?"

"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the antique models produced by a small kiln in Quannan are still daily necessities. It can be worth dozens of yuan when selling Shunshan. I am, let them find a car to take me back to Baihe, someone will go to fortune in the afternoon"

  The female assistant got up: "Isn't it good to be an antique expert? Fortune-telling..."

  Liang Yong shook his head: "I stand here and watch, there are hordes of idiots, ten people a day, and they can even die."

  Going out and going downstairs, Lu Dong already had a clear judgment.

   After coming out of the expert appraisal room, Lu Dong was thinking about a question. This kind of upright and bright situation can easily attract people.

  From the beginning to the encounter with Jianbao, they are bright and upright everywhere, and these people are full of confidence.

   If it were replaced by a real 18-year-old, he would definitely be played around.

   Not to mention the people of this era, the same game, thrown 20 years later, there are many people who are deceived.

   When people are full of foreheads and want to make a fortune, it is like engraving "Come and lie to me" on their foreheads, and they are especially easy to be used by others.

   Lu Dong thought of a key from this. He is not the only one who wants to make a fortune, right? Opposite these two...

   The young man's mind came alive, money is a fascination pill, the magic power is too great, and it can overwhelm too much reason.

  Lu Dong came up with some ideas, why don't you try it? If it doesn't work, just withdraw, and there is no investment.

   Returning to the cubicle, Huang Cuicui sat only watching but not speaking.

   Zhao Wei said with a smile: "Congratulations, Dongzi. How about working with CP? Auctions and sales at CP?"

   Lu Dong smiled happily, as if he was dazzled: "I'll leave it to you!" He specifically asked, "Will you get the money soon?"

   Zhao Weian's heart: "Yes! Very fast!"

  I used to be at the bottom of the society for many years. It is not difficult to see people talking and talking to ghosts. Lu Dongren leaned back on the back of the chair, as if putting down a heavy burden: "I can finally take a breath."

   Zhao Wei was busy building trust before and didn't ask about Lu Dong's situation, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

   Lu Dong smiled embarrassedly, as if he didn't want to say it, but he seemed to hesitate, but he considered it before and after a while before saying, "I'm afraid that it will make you laugh."

   "No, absolutely not." Zhao Wei closed the distance again, after all, he hadn't submitted the money yet: "To tell you the truth, I also came from the countryside."

These words seem to win the approval of the young man: "This year, after school, the family has a marriage, and the wife's marriage costs 8,000! My family relies on apple farming, and the family just paid the public grain, and it is not yet the season of apples, where can I get so much? Money? Borrowing from the east and west, I only collected 5,000, and the latter 3,000 can't be helped, and my mother and I are about to die of worry."

   Lu Dong thinks that he can be poor, but his family can't be poor. Who wants to waste time on a penniless person?

  Huang Cuicui glanced at Zhao Wei in admiration: Sure enough, he is a man who needs money in a hurry, and he has sharp eyes!

   Zhao Wei has gone to the countryside to find clients before, and he understands: "This custom is not good."

  Lu Dong scratched Xiaoping's head: "Yeah, the worried old lady has no choice but to find one piece from the pile of things left by grandfather and go to Shunshan to try my luck. I'm lucky, I met you two..."

   Zhao Wei was immediately attracted by the following words, one of them? Anything else?

   He was thinking and kept saying, "Sell things, go back and let the woman see what it means to be rich."

   "Yeah!" Lu Dong nodded hastily.

   Zhao Wei saw that the time was ripe and said, "Fuji, there is still an upfront fee for auctions and exhibitions."

   Lu Dong's face was bitter for a moment: "Want to pay?"

Zhao Wei explained: "Listen to you, auctions and exhibitions for antiques are equivalent to commodities, and they need to be promoted, made atlas, advertised, pushed to customers, auctioned and sold, and rented venues, etc. We need fees. We are selling things for you, and you are also the biggest beneficiary. Shouldn’t we bear these fees? Album fees, advertising fees, and exhibition fees need to be paid in advance.”

   "It's like selling vegetables at a rural fair, do you need to pay booth fees, sanitation fees and management fees?"

   This statement makes sense, no wonder many people say that abduction requires profound knowledge.

   Zhao Wei saw that Lu Dong was silent, and said: "Generally, the cost is 10% of the estimated value."

   Lu Dong stared and asked, "3000?"

   "I understand your situation." Zhao Wei was very happy: "I am a manager level and have certain authority. Dongzi, I am the master, and I only need 2000 in advance."

   "Can't you wait for the auction to complete the deduction?" Lu Dong asked logically.

   Zhao Wei's explanation is not bad: "Dongzi, these costs are all incurred before the auction. There is a saying in business that whoever makes the most profit is responsible. You are the biggest beneficiary, and you can't let others bear it, right?"

   "When you sell vegetables at a rural fair, the person who charges them won't wait until you sell the vegetables, right?"

   Zhao Wei also threw out the most critical: "If you sell it, you will have 50,000."

  Lv Dong seemed to be attracted by 50,000 yuan, silly: "Yes." He was helpless: "I have no money..."

   Zhao Wei is very calm: "It's okay, you can come back tomorrow with the money, there will be activities tomorrow, and the experts are still there."

  Lu Dong stood up and asked specifically: "Is there an event tomorrow? Can I sell it for money soon?"

   "Yes!" Zhao Wei said firmly, and then asked: "Dongzi, listen to what you just said, there are old things at home?"

   "Yeah." Lu Dong scratched his head and smiled: "My grandfather used to be a teacher, and he liked this aspect. Later, he became a naughty old ninth. He smashed and burned a lot, and only a few hidden pieces were left."

   Zhao Wei said: "Let's take a look tomorrow, maybe there is something valuable."

   He remembered that this silly boy had 5,000 yuan!

   Lu Dong's thoughts became more and more lively: "I haven't sold this one, and my mother is not happy to take it for another. I still have money... I will go back and have a good talk with her."

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   (end of this chapter)