God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun couldn't help but sighed softly. There really is no way. Picking up this kind of thing is really numb to him. An antique worth tens of thousands of dollars is of course good. Things, or in other words, are of course incredible things in the eyes of others, but for myself, I really don't like them.

"Forget it!"

"Sun Mengyan, you don’t need to be angry about things like this. The main reason is that you still have a long time to deal with Song Yun. If you even get angry at this, you will have a short life for several years. There will be more wrinkles, there is no need to be true to such a bastard."

Tang Miaomiao understood Sun Mengyan's mood at this time. At the beginning, whether it was she or Zhu Deyuan, Xu Desheng and others, they all felt this way, but gradually they got used to it. This kind of thing is commonplace for Song Yun. , If you are really angry every time, you can only anger yourself to death.

Sun Mengyan nodded. Tang Miaomiao's words are very reasonable. She really can't be angry because of such things. If she is really angry every time, there will definitely be too many wrinkles on her face.

Song Yun saw that the sky was slowly brightening up, and the spear was focused on himself at this time, so he simply proposed to eat breakfast to rectify the conflict. Everyone got up in the early morning to deal with the ghost market. I was already hungry for a long time, and I immediately agreed that there are many good teahouses near the antique market. I just found one, asked for a box, and ordered a lot of things.

Sun Mengyan called and asked Huang Ling to come over for breakfast.

When Tang Miaomiao saw Huang Ling, he was very impressed. Sun Mengyan had already talked about Lin Zhengqing and Owenhua before, and knew that if Huang Ling were not there, today’s ghost market might have to make trouble. When trouble comes, Sun Mengyan will suffer huge losses, and at the same time, she will also suffer huge losses. A woman who is not amazing, or even a middle-aged woman, can't imagine being able to be in the antique market. The place where dragons and snakes are mixed has such a great deterrent. When Huang Ling and Sun Mengyan went to see Huang Ling yesterday, Huang Ling was impoverished. At this time, the spirit of the whole person is very different.

"Some people are born to do this, just to eat this bowl of rice!"

Tang Miaomiao knew that the only reason was this. People like Huang Ling should be able to play a role in a place like the antique market. Only in a place like this can they be as good as a fish. After changing a place, they are absolutely unaccustomed.

After everyone had breakfast, Huang Ling had to deal with his affairs and left first.

Tang Miaomiao, Song Yun and others returned to Sun Mengyan's office, and there were still things to deal with next.

After Sun Mengyan's secretary made the tea, she left the office and closed the door quietly.

"The people who plan the company will come over in a while, and ours will review the publicity plans they provide."

Sun Mengyan said what to do in a while. This is a very important thing. Whether the ghost market and the entire antique market can be further developed, in fact, it depends on whether this planning plan can achieve good results. If possible, there will be no problem, but if the effect is not good, the short-term and long-term effects are very far-reaching, and it must be carefully reviewed.

Both Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao knew the importance of this matter, and if it weren't like this, everyone would not gather here.

"Did the person planning the company communicate with us in advance?!"

Tang Miaomiao thought for a while, this matter is very important.

Sun Mengyan shook her head.

"The time is a little short, and they haven't had enough time to communicate with me sufficiently, but they believe that their plan will be approved by us. After communicating with me on the phone, I think there should be no big problem."

Sun Mengyan's version of the communication process with the planning company, simply said, these days have very little time, all my energy is placed here in the ghost market, and there is not much communication with the planning company.

Tang Miaomiao nodded and didn't say anything more. The people who planned the company would come in a while and see if they could provide a perfect planning plan as they said.