The supreme master of the female president

"You first briefly talk about the auction process, items, and the flow of people who came to participate in the auction!" Yang Yitian said solemnly.

Ye Han pondered for a few seconds, then patiently said to Yang Yitian: "Most of the procedures of the auction house are the same, and the highest bidder wins. But the items to be auctioned cannot be determined for the time being, because we need to contact collectors, and Find the source of goods through channels. As for the people who come to participate in the auction, we will uniformly invite those famous celebrities in Ningjiang, as well as the bosses of listed companies!"

"Then how do you charge?" Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Usually we will charge the seller a [-]% handling fee, but it is organized by us personally. Chairman Yang, if you want to be the organizer in the hotel in the name of Jiangtian Group, we will not pay the referral fee." The ratio is accepted, you only need to pay this amount!" Ye Han stretched out two fingers.

"200 million?" Yang Yitian frowned.

"Yes, we will take care of everything for you, contact the consignment seller, and the people who came to the auction, but I need to make it clear that if the profits generated by this auction cause you to lose money, we will not be responsible !" Ye Han said solemnly.

"Yes, but I told you in advance, don't fool me with shoddy ones, otherwise your auction house will disappear in Ningjiang forever. If you don't believe me, you can try it!" Yang Yitian's eyes were sharp, and the 200 million yuan I can afford the referral fee at any time, but if Ye Han is careful and finds some low-quality products to auction, he will spend the rest of his life sitting in a wheelchair.

Hearing Yang Yitian's threat and his cold eyes, Ye Han felt inexplicably uneasy, and said bravely, "Chairman Yang, don't worry, the most important thing in our business is reputation, and there will never be such a situation. This is a terrible situation, but let me ask, when do you plan to start holding it?"

Yang Yitian's eyes were deep, and he said in a calm tone: "One month later!"

"Success, I'll make arrangements now, there's still time!" Ye Han said.

"This is my business card. If you need anything, call me!" Yang Yitian took out a black business card from the inner pocket of his suit, on which was written his information, the chairman of Jiangtian Group, and his phone number.

"Okay, okay!" Ye Han took Yang Yitian's business card with both hands, and said three good words in succession.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows, turned and walked out of Ye Han's office, but Qiaobi didn't follow him, but stayed here.

"Cousin, our chairman is a very domineering person, don't take his words as a joke!" Qiaobi reminded seriously while looking at her cousin Ye Han in the chair.

Ye Han put away Yang Yitian's business card, sat next to Qiao Bi, and said, "I can see it, but there's no need to be afraid. After all, our auction house has a strong foundation and has many channels. Landscape paintings by famous artists, antiques, etc. There is still a way to get ceramics, top jewelry and so on to be auctioned!"

Hearing what Ye Han said, Qiao Bi wasn't so worried anymore. Anyway, if he found the top auction item, he would be fine with the celebrity boss who bid for it. Even if the result of the rest was not satisfactory, Yang Yitian would have nothing to say when the time came.

After chatting with Ye Han for more than ten minutes, Qiao Bi walked out of his office and found that Yang Yitian hadn't left yet.

Qiaobi was stunned, walked quickly to the Maserati president, looked at Yang Yitian in the cab, and said nervously, "Chairman, are you waiting for me?"

"I came with you, I can't leave by myself, I won't take you back with me?" Yang Yitian smiled lightly.

Qiao Bi was a little flattered, and slowly got into the co-pilot, weeping willow lowered her head, and said in an apologetic voice: "Chairman, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for me for so long!"

"It's okay, I'll take you back to Zhou Zhen's first!" Yang Yitian started the car and drove to the hotel in Houhai District, without talking to Qiaobi on the way.

When it was almost time to arrive, Qiaobi praised Fanquan, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Chairman, can I ask you something?"

Yang Yitian frowned slightly, and said, "Say it!"

"The stock price of Jiangtian Group has exceeded 200 billion. This money is enough for you and President Jiang to spend a lifetime. Why are you so busy, involving hotel jewelry and other industries!?" Qiaobi asked in a very soft voice, but she didn't know her These words deeply hurt Yang Yitian's heart.

Yang Yitian looked gloomy. All he did was for himself and Liu Yanran's son, and he felt guilty for Jiang Xinyao.

"When you have money in the future, you will want to earn more!"

After a long time, Yang Yi smiled far-fetchedly and answered Qiao Bi ambiguously.

"Oh" Qiaobi knew that Yang Yitian didn't want to talk, so she was sensible and stopped asking.

Yang Yitian sent Qiaobi back to the hotel, and drove to Jiangtian Group again.

In the president's office, Yang Yitian pushed open the door and walked in with a melancholy mood. Everything here remained unchanged, and the cleaner would come to clean it every day.

Yang Yitian came to the desk, sat on the president's chair, and recalled the bits and pieces of the past. There was too much sweetness between him and Jiang Xinyao here, and it also devoured him like a nightmare.

"Huh~~~~~" Yang Yitian let out a long breath, and opened the cabinet under the desk, but there was nothing about Jiang Xinyao except a bunch of document bags.

"Huh?" Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows just as he closed the drawer, and noticed that there seemed to be something caught in a mother and baby book on the shelf next to him.

Yang Yitian picked up this mother and baby book, opened it slowly, and glanced at it. His eyes instantly became moist and dark red. There was a photo inside, which was the first date of himself and Jiang Xinyao, kissing in the sunset on the beach.

For a moment, Yang Yitian's heart was like ten thousand ants gnawing, as if thinking of Jiang Xinyao, before the accident, she was looking at photos and mother and baby books in the office, while gently stroking the unborn child on her stomach, and kept talking about her parents. love story.

"Wife" Yang Yitian's throat seemed to be stuck, and he swallowed hoarsely. He held the photo in his palm and whispered Jiang Xinyao's name.

Before seeing this photo, Yang Yitian thought he could let it go, but now he found that he couldn't at all, instead, the more he endured, the more throbbing and painful.

In the beginning, Yang Yitian was with Jiang Xinyao because of his responsibility, but as time went by, he fell in love with this woman deeply, and that emotion was stronger and more intense than that with Liu Yanran.

It's just that it's too late to say anything now, unless Jiang Xinyao is still alive and uses love to make up for her guilt, but Yang Yitian doesn't dare to have that kind of fantasy at all!