Chapter 122 The turmoil continues

In the evening, the people in the exhibition room had almost dispersed, and only a few people were still lingering in the huge room.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Yan Facai had already planned how to spend the bonus.

"My mother's back is always hunched over. It's been raining a lot recently, and she keeps complaining about back pain. It's really uneasy. I'll take her to a big hospital in a while to see what the doctors say."

"You can also put a single dress on my mother-in-law. It has been summer for a long time, and my mother-in-law is still wearing clothes that are not suitable for the season. When I ask her to add some clothes, she gets angry with me and scolds me endlessly. Oh, you will be suffering if you follow me in this life.

ah."

"The girls in the family are now quite old. I heard that thanks to Professor Cheng's blessing, the girls can go to college this year. Now I have to grind my teeth to provide for the girls. People say that girls don't have to go to school and they will grow up."

Just find a good husband's family, I think the mountain that supports you can fall, and everyone can run away, only you are the most reliable."

Before he could finish the calculation, his subordinates were pushing each other, and they were surrounding each other.

Yan Facai, who was leaning against the wall, saw these guys coming around and asked, "What's wrong? I haven't gotten off work yet. Why don't you work hard and come around?"

The subordinates looked at each other, gave up their positions to the leader, and said with a smile: "Boss Yan, you are so majestic today. I think those gentlemen are all shocked by you. Brothers, I don't mean anything else.

Wanted to come over and see you."

They were all his subordinates who had been with him for many years. He didn't know the nature of their urine, so he said angrily: "Zhang Mazi, as soon as you stick your butt out, I know what you are going to poop. Tell me quickly, is it your stomach?"

Is the wine bug inside starting to swirl again?"

Seeing this, Zhang Mazi no longer concealed anything, and said with a cheeky smile: "Old Huo Huo has dazzling eyes. Just like the storyteller said, he is the reincarnation of Sun Monkey. He is really powerful. In fact, it is not just me who is addicted to alcohol, but also

The sea, Qiangzi, Lao Huang”

Good guy, betraying his teammates in front of the boss, Zhang Mazi has never been able to slip up like this again.

If his vision could be materialized, every time he said something, a hole would be poked in his back.

Before he could finish his words, Yan Facai threw a small bag of change at him and told him to shut up. If he continued to speak, the team would disperse, and he, the boss, would become the bare commander.

"It's not much money, just two bottles of wine and a few dishes. You can drink it yourself. I won't go. Remember, you are not allowed to drink during work, and you are not allowed to delay the next day. Otherwise, don't blame me for this."

Be the eldest brother’s enemy!”

Seeing such a result, the subordinates cheered, causing the visitors who had not yet left the exhibition to frequently look sideways and guess what was going on here.

As for why they are so happy, on the one hand, they get drinking money from the boss, and on the other hand, the boss does not participate in their party activities, so they play without any scruples and have more fun.

A party involving the boss is not an entertainment activity, but another form of work.

Speaking of Yan Facai, looking at the retreating figures of his men, my heart was secretly bleeding. The private money I finally saved was just gone. I don’t know how much more I will use next time I save so much.

long time.

But as the boss, if you don’t separate out some soup when eating meat, why should others follow you?

"Damn it, it's easy to eat shit but hard to make money. It would be great if there was another thief and I could catch him."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Facai suddenly noticed a very familiar figure coming from the backyard. He took a closer look and saw that it was the thief he had just caught. Why did he come out so arrogantly?

He had just thrown away his personal money, and now his bonus was about to go away again. How could Yan Facai accept it?

He spat into his palms and rubbed his hands together to increase friction. Yan Facai quietly touched behind Wan Laiming. When he was far enough away, the other party didn't notice him, so he stepped forward decisively and pounced.

"You little bastard, you are quite capable. I locked you up tightly and still managed to escape. Just wait. If I don't tie you up tightly this time and let you escape again, my surname will not be Yan."

!”

Wan Laiming was very excited. He was thinking about which painting to start sorting out. He never thought that something like this would happen here. He was still confused when he was pressed to the ground.

"It's not...it's...oh, big brother, you made a mistake. I'm really not a thief. I made a mistake with the wrong person."

"You're still being stubborn, it's up to you to see if I can cure you this time!" Yan Facai was panting and still questioning.

At this time, Cheng Nuo just came out of the house and noticed this scene as he closed the door. He quickly explained: "Old Yan, there is a misunderstanding here. You got the wrong person."

After explaining the ins and outs of the matter, the two of them finally figured out what was going on.

The more he thought about it, the more he blamed himself. Yan Facai gave himself a big slap in the face, took Wan Laiming's hand and said directly: "Well, Brother Wan, you can just hit me to vent your anger. I'm really sorry for you, brother.

It’s really not fun to make you look bad in front of so many people.”

Wan Laiming was originally a simple person by nature, but now he is relatively young. It can be seen that the other party is sincerely apologizing, and he really wants to beat him up again: "Brother Yan, you really don't have to do this. Just clear up the misunderstanding."

, we have to work together in the future, I am a newcomer, and I will ask for your help more in the future."

Yan Facai also had his own bottom line: "No, if you don't hit me, I'll feel bad."

Seeing that the two were about to fall into a stalemate again, Cheng Nuo hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, gave up Yan Facai's insistence, and ended this story at the cost of a meal.

Even so, Yan Facai's face was not very pretty, and he looked like he was crying when he smiled.

It's better this time. It's okay if the bonus is gone, the private money is gone, and a meal is still needed. It seems that the level is not too low. Just thinking about it makes me cry.

Of course, Cheng Nuo didn't know the real reason for his discomfort, but considering that his subordinates had a good intention, it would not be appropriate to ask others to pay a sum of money, so he simply said proactively: "The bonus will be yours, as long as you do a good job in the security work this time."

Okay. Let’s go, I’ve invited you to this meal, just treat it as an induction banquet for your classmates.”

Hearing this, Yan Facai's face instantly overflowed with joy, and he grinned behind his ears: "Mr. Cheng, just watch out, I won't let a fly in, I will definitely provide security for you

Beautiful!”

If it was just a reward of money, you might not be so happy, but if you lose the money and you can get it back, it doesn't feel too comfortable.

Things went much smoother after that. With the efforts of Yan Facai and others, the product exhibition was successfully concluded. In just one week, the number of visitors reached more than 100,000, without any mistakes in the process.

Just like that, according to the agreed time, the charity sale officially started.

For this auction, Wang Changshuo made a "Picture of Refugees" with a poem written by him in the blank space. He even engraved a special seal for this painting and packaged it for sale together with the painting. This was simply unheard of in the past.

It's something that has never happened before.

As soon as the news was released, it directly caused a sensation in the calligraphy and painting circles in Shanghai. They had unprecedented expectations for this charity fair, and even wanted to catch up with the reputation of this charity fair. Many calligraphy, painting and epigraphy lovers just wished they could come immediately to have a look at the scene.

Unfortunately, it is far away, so I had to ask a local friend in Shanghai to auction it on my behalf.

In addition, the auction also includes a fan made by Wang Fu'an, a Buddhist scripture by Li Shutong, and landscape paintings by Huang Binhong, all of which were masters of calligraphy and painting at that time and had many fans overseas.

Qi Baishi was originally invited to come, but unexpectedly, he was still trapped in Tianjin and was the rescue target of this charity fair. He participated in the event in another way. It was fate when you think about it.

In addition to the calligraphy and painting works mentioned above, the charity sale also received other physical objects, such as the Chinese men's football team won the championship in the Far Eastern Games a few months ago, the football played in the final, etc., which are also valuable for collection and have been favored by many people.

Welcome, the legend of eight crowns cannot be easily copied in any era.

Five hundred oceans, one thousand oceans... five thousand oceans.

As the exhibits continued to be brought out, the auction prices continued to rise, and the atmosphere on the scene became more and more climax.

When better exhibits come out later, some people have already exhausted their budgets.

"Three thousand oceans a time, can you please increase the price? This is a calligraphy work by Huizong of the Song Dynasty. It is in excellent condition. It is said that it was obtained by a certain palace eunuch from Pu Yi and has already been acquired by one of the four great princes, Mr. Zhang Boju.

Appreciation, absolutely genuine, you will earn money if you buy it. According to the original owner, he would never take it out unless it was needed to fight floods."

If you want to sell something at a good price, in addition to having excellent qualities, the explainer must have good eloquence, be able to tell stories, and give it a different meaning.

It is a work by Huizong of the Song Dynasty, produced by the royal family, blessed by Zhang Boju's aura, and has the great cause of fighting floods. No need to think too much, the wallet cannot be closed, and the prices that are usually not dared to be paid are released one by one.

"Three thousand two hundred dollars!"

"Three thousand five hundred dollars!"

"Four thousand yuan! Four thousand yuan now!"

Seeing the prices soaring higher and higher, some people couldn't sit still, stood up and threw their hands around.

"Dear gentlemen, let me tell you that my husband is Japanese. He particularly likes this calligraphy work by Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. He also admires our Chinese culture very much. He is an old friend of ours. I hope you will show your respect. We will never forget this friendship.

"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the Japanese man next to him touching his trouser leg. The man immediately stopped his words, bent down and put his ear in front of the Japanese man, and started chattering without knowing what to say. The man also nodded repeatedly.

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After the Japanese finished giving instructions, the man stood up again and said proudly: "My husband just said that anyone who gives up on this work is a good friend of the Japanese. In the future, he will give priority to cooperation with Japanese companies.

Make a lot of money

If it was intentional destruction, the Japanese will also remember him, including the organizers."

As soon as these words came out, it was like poking a hornet's nest, causing a commotion in the whole place, and everyone was shouting curses.

Terms such as "bitch", "traitor", "little red guy", "son of a bitch", etc. are already considered civilized terms.

Cheng Nuo also shouted with joy when he saw this. Taking advantage of this moment, he asked him to leave the venue in the name of his safety.

Unfortunately, before leaving, the Japanese man was also uneasy. He paused at the door, patrolled the venue with a fierce look, and said bluntly: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will always flow. Let's see as we walk."

Even though the Japanese were a naked threat, some people still refused to give in.

Straightening his neck, Li Tianfu, president of the Shanghai Flour Union, stood up and waved his hands around: "Four thousand five hundred yuan, plus flour worth one thousand yuan. Our Chinese calligraphy and painting works should stay in our country, there is no need for them."

You outsiders are interfering!"

The Japanese stopped talking and stared at everyone with dagger-like eyes. All they received was roars of laughter.

There was no other choice but to be "politely" invited out by Cheng Nuo.
To be continued...