The Era of Hard Work

(The first two chapters have been reworked.)

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 took a photo with the auction, took a photo with the exhibits of the Imperial City Museum, took a photo with the certificate of honor, took a photo with a certain big leader, and even took a photo with Zipperton...

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

"This is an expert invited by Zhengda, and this is the one in the industry." Zhao Wei gave a thumbs up.

These arrangements of the company are always unfavorable, unless they are naturally cautious and not short of money.

He specifically pointed to the group photo of the characters: "I was interviewed by many important leaders."

Photos are undoubtedly the best proof!

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

Lu Dong lowered his head slightly to cover up the unnaturalness of the moment.

"I'll do it!" He muttered in his heart: "Now there is a magic trick similar to PS? The composite effect is much worse than the little sister's photo deception!"

From point to surface...

Zhao Wei thought that Lu Dong was being stunned again, so he took a look and came back and said, "There is still one person inside, you sit down first."

Lu Dong sat on the bench and waited patiently.

I began to calculate in my heart.

Vigilance raised to 12 points.

Not long after, the red door opened, and a middle-aged couple with gray hair came out. The man carrying the box turned back with a grateful expression on his face: "Thank you! Thank you! Professor Liang, you are our benefactor."

Tears flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged woman: "Professor Liang, you are a good person!"

Lu Dong could tell that it was Taidong's western accent.

Quan Nan seldom heard the standard Mandarin: "If you have any questions later, come here to find me anytime."

"Hey!" The middle-aged man thanked him a thousand times.

A woman in business attire with ponytails came out at this moment and gently closed the door.

"Xiao Song, my aunt and uncle want to thank you very much." The middle-aged woman took the hand of the woman with ponytails: "The triplets at home will take the exam this year. If it weren't for the newspapers and you helping to run errands, my uncle and I I don't even know what to do!"

The middle-aged man looked at the two bottles and cans 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, I should do it."

The hands of the middle-aged woman pulling the ponytail were trembling, obviously very excited.

Ponytail said with a smile: "You two elders hold your breath and wait for the good news."

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

Lu Dong remained silent, wondering if it was an act, but it wasn't worth it to lie to him alone, right?

"Let's go, don't interfere with the experts." Ponytail led the way.

The middle-aged woman followed: "Xiao Song, the upfront fee is 5,000 yuan, isn't it too high? You know the situation in my family..."

"Auntie, I understand." Ponytail had to answer, as if thinking of the customer: "I will go to the leader in a while and try to reduce the fee to 3,000."

These words are not avoided? Ever since Lu Dong came into contact with this company, everything has been aboveboard.

But there are too few people who really understand this industry.

Especially in this day and age.

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

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

"That's right! Damn, if you stay in the provincial capital, I'll go back to raise money. Neighbors, relatives and friends, we know so many people. If we borrow one by one, we should have 3,000."

When these words came, Zhao Wei suddenly said: "Their family has turned around."

Lu Dong speculated that it might not be acting. The "Taidong Weekly" was published in the whole province, and people who saw it were not limited to the Quannan area.

As for turning over...

People nowadays may not be fully aware of it, but countless cases have proved that most of the things about paying money first are unreliable.

"Let's go in." Zhao Wei invited.

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

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

The vigilance brought to Lv Dong by life has always been there.

There are too many industries that ordinary people don't understand.

It's not difficult to leave, just go like this? Take a look first. Lu Dong remained 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 briefly introduced: "This is Miss Yang Ling, Professor Liang's assistant."

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

This Professor Liang Yong was fifty at most, with his hair combed neatly behind his head, exposing his big forehead, and sitting behind the desk with an indescribable air.

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

Liang Yong didn't talk nonsense, and ordered the table: "Where are the antiques?"

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

"White porcelain shallow dish, inscribed 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 major collection category, and the white porcelain market has always been good. .”

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

It is impossible for Lu Dong to say that it was fished from the river, so he simply became greedy: "Is it worth money?"

Liang Yong glanced at Lu Dong with dissatisfaction: "Antiques cannot be simply measured by money, they represent cultural heritage."

These words are very masterful, and he then shook his head: "Market economy, there is always a measure... Well, in my personal opinion, the market price is about 30,000. If it is not damaged, it may be worth 50,000, but antiques are about integrity, there are The damage value is lower."

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

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

The female assistant suddenly said, "Do you want to issue an appraisal certificate?"

Lu Dong said embarrassedly, "I don't need it for now."

The female assistant didn't speak any more.

Afterwards, Zhao Wei took Lu Dong out.

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

Liang Yong waved his hand: "It's okay for his company to work for another six months. I've been sitting in town for a long time, and the water will flow forever."

The female assistant hugged Liang Yong's arm: "How about that 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. They can be sold for dozens of yuan in Shunshan, and they are very useful for cheating people." Liang Yong yawned: "I have been deceived by more than 30 people in the morning, and I am exhausted." I'm dead, let them find a car to take me back to Baihe, someone is going to have a fortune telling in the afternoon."

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

Liang Yong shook his head: "I stand here and watch, there are groups of idiots, ten of them a day, and they can be fooled to death."

After going downstairs, Lu Dong already had a clear judgment.

Coming out of the expert appraisal room, Lu Dong was thinking about a problem. This kind of upright situation could easily attract people to the bait.

From the first meeting to Jianbao, they are aboveboard everywhere, and these people are full of confidence.

If it were him who was really eighteen years old, he would definitely be played around.

Not to mention the people of this era, there are many people who will be fooled in the same situation twenty years later.

When people's minds are full of thoughts of making a fortune, it's like "Come and cheat me" engraved on their foreheads, and they are especially easy to be taken advantage of.

From this, Lu Dong thought of a key point, he is not the only one who wants to get rich, right? Opposite these two...

The young man's mind came alive, money is a ecstasy 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 give it a try? If it doesn't work, just withdraw, and don't invest much.

Back in the cubicle, Huang Cuicui just sat there and didn't speak.

Zhao Wei smiled and said, "Congratulations, Dongzi. How about cooperating with Zhengda? Go to Zhengda's auction and sales?"

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

Zhao Wei'an said in his heart: "Yes! Very fast!"

He used to be at the bottom of the society for many years, and it was not difficult to see people talking nonsense. Lu Dong leaned back on the back of his chair, as if he had let go of a heavy burden: "Finally I can take a breath."

Zhao Wei was busy building trust before, so he didn't casually inquire about Lu Dong's situation. At this time, he asked concerned: "What's wrong?"

Lu Dong smiled embarrassingly, as if he didn't want to say it, but he seemed hesitant but actually considered it before and after a while before he said, "I'm afraid I'll make you laugh if I say it."

"No, absolutely not." Zhao Wei drew closer 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 have won the approval of the young man: "After school this year, the family has made an engagement, and the woman's engagement will cost 8,000 yuan! My family relies on growing apples, and the family has just paid public grain, and it's not the season for apples. Where can I get so much?" Money? Borrowing from here and there, I only collected 5,000, and there is nothing I can do about the next 3,000, and I am so worried about my mother and me."

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 looked at Zhao Wei in admiration: Sure enough, he is in urgent need of money, with sharp eyes!

Zhao Wei had gone to the countryside to find clients before, and he knew something about it: "This custom is not good."

Lu Dong scratched Xiaoping's head: "That's right, I have no choice but to find one from the pile left by my grandfather and go to Shun Mountain to try my luck. I was lucky to meet you two... "

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

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

"En!" Lu Dong nodded hastily.

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

Lu Dong instantly grimaced: "Want to pay?"

Zhao Wei explained: "Listen to you, auctions and exhibitions of antiques are equivalent to commodities. They need to be promoted, made albums, advertised, pushed to customers, and leased venues for auctions and exhibitions. Fees are required. We are selling things for you, and you are also the biggest beneficiary. Shouldn’t we bear these expenses? Album fees, advertising fees, and exhibition fees need to be paid in advance.”

"It's like selling vegetables in a large rural market. Do you have to pay stall fees, sanitation fees, and management fees?"

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

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

Lu Dong stared and asked, "3000?"

"I understand your situation." Zhao Wei said happily, "I am at the managerial level and have certain authority. Dongzi, I am the master. It only needs 2000 in advance."

"Can't the deduction wait until the auction is over?" Lu Dong asked in a reasonable manner.

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

"Selling vegetables at the rural market, the people who charge the fee will not wait for you to sell the vegetables before charging?"

Zhao Wei also threw out the most crucial point: "If you sell it, you will get 50,000 yuan."

Lu Dong seemed to be attracted by the 50,000 yuan, silly: "That's right." He was helpless: "I don't have any money..."

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

Lu Dong stood up and asked emphatically, "Are you going to hold an event tomorrow? Can you sell it soon and get money?"

"Yes!" Zhao Wei said with certainty, and then asked: "Dongzi, from what you said just now, there are still old things at home?"

"That's right." Lu Dong scratched his head and smiled: "My grandfather used to be a teacher, and he liked it, but later he became a stinking old nine. He smashed and burned a lot, and only a few hidden ones remained."

Zhao Wei said: "Bring one together tomorrow, maybe it will be valuable."

But he remembered that this silly boy had 5,000 yuan!

Lu Dong's thoughts became more and more active: "This one hasn't been sold, and my mother won't be happy to take anything else. I still have money...I'll go back and talk to her."

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