Recycled Porcelain [Ancient Wears Today]

This exchange meeting, Jiang Xin must follow.So when he returned to his room at night, he sent the news to his partner via WeChat, telling him the cruel news that he was going to resolutely absent from work.

As soon as he sent this WeChat message, the group of WeChat friends exploded immediately.

——Tang Xiaoyi: You Huang Shiren!

——Noodle Man: You are ruthless!You are vexatious!

——Zanda Chi: Hehe, friends are gone

Only one person published a sentence that was not nonsense.

—— Nima: Give me a reason not to beat you to death first

Jiang Xin was looking at Xu Jiuzhao's photo secretly admiring it alone: ​​Sure enough, the photos are good-looking if you look good... Let the ghosts cry and howl in the WeChat group.

He was secretly distressed sweetly, should it be set as a screen saver?Or set it as a desktop?Or is it set up for both?

After hesitating for a moment, he still set both of them.

Then, after he secretly swipe his finger on the screen, he regretfully changed the setting back to the original one.After all, there are still a group of bad friends who are as careless as animals. If they are accidentally exposed, maybe those people will make some troubles.

Wechat alerts kept ringing, and Jiang Xin finally responded mercifully in the group.

——A Xin: Accompanied by order

——Tang Xiaoyi: Aren’t you?Do you want to love home so much?

—— Nima: What's wrong with the old man?

——Axin: Nothing, just that he is going to attend an exchange meeting with an old friend. There are too many people and chaos, and he is afraid of accidents.CCTV didn’t choose you, it’s simply blind—Noodle Man: In that case, I’ll take it on myself first.I'll sort out the information first, and you can use it directly when you come—A Xin: You worked hard, and I will give you a bonus later—Tang Xiaoyi: What about mine?I did a good job in organizing online public opinion before——A Xin: There are four people in your group, some are his assistants and confidants, and some are business partners. They all know the situation of Jiang Xin’s family It is relatively clear, and he also understands that with his personality, it is possible for him to do this kind of thing without work for the sake of his closest family members.

Jiang Weiguo is old and in poor health, and his friends and subordinates can also express their understanding.

It is also because of these few people that Jiang Xin is able to take care of both. While managing and revitalizing Boguxuan, he also remotely controls other businesses far away.

Early the next morning, Jiang Xin got up early, opened the door handsomely and went downstairs in a spirit of reasoning.

Jiang Weiguo, who was sitting in the living room reading the morning newspaper, saw him, took off his reading glasses unexpectedly and said, "Why did you wake up so early?"

Jiang Xin said with a smile: "I'm not going to be your driver?"

Jiang Weiguo looked at him fixedly, and Jiang Xin almost couldn't resist showing a guilty expression.Then Jiang Weiguo said: "You don't have to be so cautious. Your grandfather and I are not glass people. I just went to an exchange meeting. I can do it by myself. It's not like our family doesn't have other cars and drivers. Let Xiao He drive Just drive us there, you'd better do your work."

Jiang Xin was originally only four points for his grandfather, and six points for spending one more day with Xu Jiuzhao. His expression became serious and he said: "I know how many times you have gone to this kind of exchange meeting, but if you see something suitable Do you plan to buy the antique you like?"

Now Jiang Weiguo doesn't take much action anymore, basically most of them just appreciate it.Because his collection was nominally given to his grandson, Mr. Jiang didn't plan to collect new things himself.

However, if he sees a suitable one, he will still buy it and put it on sale at Bogusian.

Jiang Xin also understood this, so she said so.How could he let the old man spend his pension to add things to Boguxuan.

"You should keep those pension funds for yourself. I will represent Boguxuan. Just tell me what you like, and I will directly take Boguxuan's account."

Jiang Weiguo sighed and shook his head: "All right, all right, anyway, you are in charge now."

He shook out the newspaper, put his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and continued to read the newspaper.

Jiang Xin exhaled softly, and sat at the dining table next to the living room to eat breakfast. He looked at the stairs from time to time, chewing slowly.

Jiang Weiguo didn't know about his grandson's sexual orientation. Jiang Xin didn't dare to provoke the old man, and never raised topics in this direction.

When she was in the third grade of junior high school, Jiang Xin awakened her sexuality and realized that she didn't like girls and only liked looking at boys.At that time, Jiang Xin was pessimistic and desperate.

Living in Shanghai, a well-developed city, he is no stranger to homosexuality. On the commercial street near his school, there is a small boutique opened by homosexuals.Middle school teenagers are at the age to be curious about this, and some students even formed a group to watch quietly.

Jiang Xin avoids her classmates, contacts them secretly, and formally gets to know this circle.

He was a pure zero, with a good personality and a soft personality. He told Jiang Xin a lot of things in this circle.Because Jiang Xin was only 15 at that time, and it was the time when he was growing up. Although the person brought him into contact with this circle, he advised him not to get in touch with those messy things too early.

Because they are marginalized people, muddling along, having fun, and getting a shot for someone abounds.Most people never expect to find true love to be with them for a lifetime, and they all live a life of today and no tomorrow, drunk and dreaming.

At that time, Jiang Xin was still too young, naive and ignorant of the world, and was almost scared away by this group of demons dancing around.For a while, he felt that the world was full of malice, and he was depressed about his gloomy future.

Jiang Weiguo didn't understand the delicate and sensitive mind of his adolescent grandson. He was strict and rigid, and he disciplined his grandson severely.Jiang Xin hardly dared to imagine that if his conservative grandfather found out about his deviant ways, what kind of world would collapse in his family.

If grandpa gets angry because of this, wouldn't he be homeless and live on the streets?

What a tragic end... It's better for him to leave now than to be kicked out with no face at that time.As a result, Jiang Xin, who was in adolescence, entered the second year of secondary school, determined to run away from home, conceal her sexual orientation and go homeless.

It's just because Jiang Xin's record is too clean on weekdays, even if he left home and stayed outside for two or three days, after returning, Jiang Weiguo just thought that he went to a classmate's house to play.

Running away from home this time was an extremely failed action, which made Jiang Xin understand that the economic foundation determines everything.

However, in order to protect her secret, Jiang Xin offered to go to a boarding high school.Jiang Weiguo didn't agree at the time, so Jiang Xin just presented the facts and reasoned. From the beginning of exercising independence to the end of the teacher's teaching strength, he successfully persuaded Jiang Weiguo to go to Beijing to attend high school.

After leaving home, Jiang Xin's mental pressure suddenly eased, and she was no longer depressed.The years of studying went smoothly, with almost no major setbacks.

If it weren't for the bad things Jiang Pingkang did, Jiang Xin would even keep running away, hiding in the safe environment he created for himself.

Until now, although Jiang Weiguo had asked him if he had friends, Jiang Xin also blocked him because he was too busy with work and he was still young.

So at home, Jiang Xin tried her best to restrain her behavior so that no one would notice the abnormality.

At around 7 o'clock, Xu Jiuzhao and Zou Hengxin both got up. After breakfast, Jiang Xin drove the three of them into the car and drove towards the exchange meeting.

When we arrived at the exchange meeting site, it was almost 9 o'clock, and the exchange meeting had already started.

This Collector Collection Exchange Meeting is a private exchange meeting spontaneously held by collectors in Shanghai and its surrounding provinces and cities. It is held almost once a year and has been held for several years.The location is not fixed each time, sometimes in Shanghai, and sometimes in surrounding provinces and cities.

Because it is private, people without an invitation letter cannot enter at all.

Because Jiang Weiguo is a veteran in the antique world, invitations are sent to him every year. Apart from being the former boss of Boguxuan, Jiang Weiguo is more valued for his legendary collection career.

This time Jiang Weiguo showed the invitation letter, and he led three people to guard the gate and let them in without asking.

Although Zou Hengxin is a master of ceramic art, he is not familiar with people in the antique circle, nor does he know much about collecting.

He knew how to make ceramics, but he knew nothing about how to date porcelain.

This time, he was just following along to see what was going on, but Jiang Weiguo was in high spirits, and took his old friends and two young ones to watch from the booth one by one.

Because it is private, the venue of the exchange meeting is not very large, and the exhibition space for each collector is not large. There are only three booths with three exhibits.Some booths have antiques in all three positions, while others have only one.

These exhibits are all collectors intending to sell or exchange. Of course, there are very few purely for showing off, but these people will directly offer a dauntingly high price.

Jiang Weiguo is well-informed and knowledgeable, and he can tell the origins of many antiques. The three of them followed him, looking at them as they walked, and listening to his comments on the exhibits they were interested in.

This place is entertaining and educational, every word is heard, and those who are interested will immediately recognize that this is Mr. Jiang.

"So it's Mr. Jiang. Hello, Mr. Jiang. I haven't seen you for a few years. How is your health?" A fat middle-aged man with a dialect accent squeezed over.

Jiang Weiguo turned his head, looked at the fat man, looked at him suspiciously and said, "Who are you?"

The fat white man was sweating all over his forehead. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his face, and smiled flatteringly at Jiang Weiguo: "You are always so noble, don't you remember? Four years ago, Bo Guxuan , You also took my things. A jade pot, an old object from the Qing Dynasty, a white jade animal noodle pot."

Looking at the person, Jiang Weiguo didn't recognize him, but when he mentioned something, Jiang Weiguo immediately remembered it.

His face darkened for a moment, not because of this person, but because of the good quality of the things he wanted to receive, but his unfilial son forcibly took them away.

But those things were not related to the fat man in front of him. Jiang Weiguo didn't have the capacity to vent his anger so narrowly, so he said slowly, "It turned out to be you. I remember that you didn't seem to be as rich as you are now, so I didn't recognize it for a while."

"Hehe." The fat white man laughed dryly. He sold the jade pot and made a lot of money at that time. After eating and drinking for the past four years, he has grown up like this. "Mr. It’s a good opener, are you interested in seeing it?”

Jiang Weiguo has nothing to do, since this person has dealt with him before, it doesn't hurt to go and see him.

"Then please lead the way."

Jiang Weiguo led the three of them and followed the white fat man through several booths, and came directly to the white fat man's booth.

At this time, another man was standing behind the booth looking at the booth. Seeing the white fat man leading the people back, he looked at them curiously.

"Old Ma, this is Mr. Jiang from Boguxuan." The fat man turned around and introduced to several people. He looked at the other people behind Jiang Weiguo and said, "My surname is Tian. You can call me Lao Tian."

Jiang Xinchong smiled at him and said nothing, not intending to introduce the people on his side at all.

As soon as Jiang Weiguo came over, his eyes were fixed on the Jade Guanyin on the booth.