Shenhao's Daily Life of Ordinary People

Chapter 130 Trading
"Don't think about it, I agree with both points, I can give you 30%, and I can only wish for you to join." Xuan Yipan smiled.

"Row."

Chen Yu nodded. Next, Mo Ran, who is intellectual, elegant, beautiful, and confident, has work to do.

What a worry-free assistant.

The mouth is also sweet.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Seeing that Chen Yu was quiet for a moment, Xuan Yipan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Chen Yu:

"What are you thinking? Brother Chen."

Chen Yu patted off her slender white hands, gave her a blank look, and said nonchalantly:
"I think of a college friend. Don't you think the environment you want to be in is very similar to a college classroom? There is a wide space, rows of seats, and a long podium, and the two of us sit like students. on the seat."

Xuan Yipan pulled her hair, said with a smile:

"Then we are studying by ourselves?"

Chen Yu couldn't help but smiled: "It's a bit like self-study."

The two smiled at each other.

"Brother Chen, did you have a girlfriend in college?" Xuan Yipan asked suddenly.

Chen Yu shrugged his eyebrows: "No, I was very stupid back then."

Xuan Yipan pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said provocatively:
"Then you can treat me as your girlfriend now, and let you experience the feeling of bringing your girlfriend to self-study, and make up for your regret."

She smiled brightly.

"Really?"

"Really."

Speaking of this, Brother Cengyu, who was suppressing the desire provoked on the beach, instantly felt relieved.

Girlfriend, right?

Going to self-study with your girlfriend, how can anyone read books honestly?

joke.

He smiled charmingly, and put his right hand around Xuan Yipan's back, gently wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

"Brother Chen."

Her face turned red in an instant... Unexpectedly, Chen Yu went straight to it.

Chen Yu squinted his eyes, evoked a smirk unique to bad boys with "severely exhausted internal organs", and pulled her hair:
"According to the usual practice of girlfriends, in this case, you should lean your head over."

Xuan Yipan's face became even hotter, as did his body, the part that touched Chen Yu was like a furnace.

She looked at Chen Yu softly, and slowly...

then
softly.

Xuan Yipan's head rested on Chen Yu's shoulder.

Really cooperate.

Chen Yu stretched out his left hand, helped her hot face, slid over her long eyelashes, and lifted her chin:

"look at me."

Xuan Yipan's body trembled a little:

"Brother Chen."

Chen Yu bowed his head, looked at her moist eyes seriously at a close distance:

"There is nothing difficult to do, and it's not a deal. Brother Chen is just greedy for your body. If you don't want to, nothing happens to us. You can still enter the 53 Youth Pioneer Park. It has nothing to do with what you are doing now. "

Xuan Yipan was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect Chen Yu to say that, let alone Chen Yu would think so.

She blinked her big eyes slowly, closed them slightly, and raised her face slightly.

Did not speak, but gave the answer with action.

Chen Yu supported her hot little face with one hand, put his arms around his slender waist with the other, lowered his head and kissed her small mouth.

after an hour.

The two successfully finished talking about the shareholding, not only finished the talk, but also practiced it.

It also fully recalled the university life of fighting in the classroom and on the desk.

After a moment of tenderness and returning to normal, the two returned to the reception hall.

"Yipan, what's wrong with your voice?" Mao Jingru asked her best friend, a little surprised when she heard her best friend's voice was a little hoarse.

Xuan Yipan covered her mouth and took a sneak peek at Chen Yu:
"Maybe I didn't pay attention in the evening, some caught a cold, nothing happened."

"Why are you all right? If it's serious, you'll have a fever. When you go back to Yangcheng tomorrow, I'll make you some brown sugar ginger water." Mao Jingru blamed.

Ok.

Already posted.

Seeing that the two girlfriends were chatting, Chen Yu got up and said hello to Ren Fei without a chance to interrupt.

Several insiders in the antique circle saw Chen Yu and introduced themselves. On the surface, Chen Yu toasted in return, but in fact they basically didn't remember their names.

Except for an old man named Xu Dawei.

During today's auction, the information given by the system showed that the ceramic cup was from the Southern Song Dynasty, not the making of motherwort cream from the Tang Dynasty.

The system data also gave another message.

That is, Xu Dawei has a real Tang Dynasty motherwort cream refining ceramic jar.

And it is a complete and non-damaged ceramic jar.

This antique is not as unknown as the previous broken ceramic cup, but has a considerable reputation in the collection circle, and its value has long been recognized.

Public recognition is high.

Of course, because it is a refining utensil, not a palace decoration, it is slightly less ornamental, which also affects its valuation.

At present, the valuation on the market is about 1600 million yuan.

Not cheap anymore.

This collection was bought by Xu Dawei at an auction three years ago.

The bidding price at that time was 1315 million yuan.

Chen Yu was not interested in getting acquainted with Xu Dawei and his group before, but now that he has had close contact with Xuan Yipan, he would like to ask him privately if he is interested in transferring that ceramic jar.

At this time, Ren Fei just answered a phone call and walked away, Chen Yu asked:

"Mr. Xu, I have a friend who works in the cosmetics industry and has always wanted an antique with great significance. Mr. Xu is a big name in the antique industry. Can you give me a channel to introduce it?"

Xu Dawei stroked his white beard:

"Oh? What kind of antiques does Mr. Chen's friend want?"

Chen Yu smiled lightly:

"My friend is not short of money, as long as the goods are genuine, as for the price, it doesn't matter."

Xu Dawei's expression froze, and then he laughed:
"I understand, I understand, I was confused. What kind of antique does Mr. Chen's friend want?"

Chen Yu said bluntly:

"My friend's company is a cosmetics company, and motherwort cream is their star product, so I want to find an antique related to motherwort cream. Of course, the older the better."

Hearing this, Xu Dawei froze for a moment, then laughed loudly:

"Mr. Chen is well-informed. If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Chen should have the idea of ​​using my broken pottery jar, right?"

Chen Yu was noncommittal:

"I'm laughing, what kind of news is not accessible? Three years ago, no one in the circle knew that Mr. Xu spent 1315 million yuan to win a celebrity collection."

That's right.

I don't know.

If it is not for the information given by the system.

He complained to himself.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

The old fox Xu Dawei smiled heartily and stroked his white beard:
"We are all businessmen. Taking a few antiques is just hoarding. Since they are for sale, they can be resold if the price is right. What price can Mr. Chen's friends afford?"

For these few people, Chen Yu didn't have much intention of making friends. Since he was a businessman, he should do business and trade fairly.

Just as much as you want.

"Mr. Xu is an expert, how about the market price?" Chen Yu squinted his eyes and asked.

Xu Dawei also narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and said sonorously:
"Okay, 1600 million yuan is the approximate valuation given by the current auction agency. How about just reselling it to Mr. Chen at this price? It's like making friends with Mr. Chen.

To be honest, I bought it for 1315 million three years ago. In three years, even if I deposit it in a bank and buy a financial management with a slightly higher risk, the interest may be more than 285 million yuan.

This is also the reason why I haven't put it up for auction, I want to wait for a chance to skyrocket.But since Mr. Chen wants it, he can resell it to you at the market price, which is not a loss. "

"Then thank you Mr. Xu."

Chen Yu raised his glass and clinked glasses with Xu Dawei to celebrate the conclusion of the deal.

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