Song Yun didn't know when he fell asleep, but he woke up just after dawn, washed his face and brushed his teeth for breakfast, and rushed to the treasure pavilion.
Song Yun discovered that Tang Miaomiao came earlier than himself.
"Sister Tang, why are you so early?"
When Song Yun walked into the Treasure Pavilion, Tang Miaomiao had already made tea and was drinking it slowly, with a satisfied expression on his face.
"Why can't I come earlier?"
"I felt tired when I went back last night, but I don't know why I got up early in the morning and I didn't have much to do, so I just came to Jumbo Pavilion."
Tang Miaomiao poured Song Yun a cup of tea, and then told Song Yun about the invitation to Shen Xue to join the Treasure Pavilion.
Song Yun clapped his hands. Tang Miaomiao’s idea is very good. I don’t have any problems with missing this kind of thing, but this is absolutely not enough. If it is really to fulfill the customer’s request, the auction just now is definitely a very good one. This is an important way. Many antiques may only be obtained through auctions. In this respect, she is definitely a novice. Shen Xue is the king among them. There are people like this who join in such a powerful way. Of course they agree, and there is no reason to oppose it. A real alliance of power.
Tang Miaomiao talked to Song Yun about shares again. It was very simple to deal with this matter. Find a professional appraisal company to assess how much Jumbo Pavilion is worth now, and just add it in proportion.
Song Yun drank tea in the Treasure Pavilion for a while, and then left. He didn't go far, and he just wandered around in the King's Market. He had only one purpose, to understand what good things each antique shop had, and to know what he knew. Once customers come, they can provide antiques that meet the requirements in the shortest time.
Song Yun soon discovered that the attitudes of the people at King's Market had changed drastically. When he came by himself before, no matter which store he entered or which stall he went to, all the people were strictly guarded, for fear that they would miss it. , Beware of it, it is different now, people are greeted with smiles.
Song Yun knows very well why this is the case. He used to be an enemy to these shopkeepers or stall owners. As long as you buy antiques from them, it is possible to pick up and take advantage of them. Now it is different. Buying antiques on their hands is the business introduced for them. They can make money. These are two completely different things. It is not surprising that the attitudes of these people have changed drastically.
"Song Yun, come and have a look at my stall, I tell you there is definitely something good!"
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"Boss Song, come into the store for a cup of tea, the antiques in my store are absolutely top-notch!"
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"Mr. Song, take a look at this plum bottle of mine. If anyone wants to find this kind of antique in the future, definitely remember to come to me. There will be no problem with the price!"
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Everywhere Song Yun went, he was greeted with smiles.
Song Yun couldn't help but sigh, the world is bustling, all for profit, this is really correct at all.
Qingya Zhai.
The antique market is one of the largest antique shops.
Huang Tianshi stood in front of the store, his face was a bit unsightly. Recently, the turnover was too large. After half a month, no antique was sold. Although the characteristic of the antique business is that it has not been released for ten years. I have eaten the market for ten years, but I have to pay the rent of the shop every month. If I have no income, the problem will be very serious, especially since I have been unable to make ends meet for several months.
"Is the economic environment really that bad now?"
"How come so few people come to buy antiques?"
Huang Tianshi didn't even know what happened. The only thing he knew was that if this continued, he would really have to close the door.
"what?!"
"Isn't that Song Yun?"
"Why is he here?"
Huang Tianshi just wanted to turn around, and when he returned to the shop, he suddenly saw a man walking slowly not far away. It was Song Yun, who was in the antique market recently.