"That's enough, that's enough," Zhou Bing said with a smile. We just worked overtime at night and didn't need so much.
"That's enough," Lao Wen said, taking out the TCL Beauty of the Times that I bought in Zhongguancun, and deliberately showing the sapphire side of the flap to Zhou Bing.
"Hello." Lao Wen took two steps forward, pretending to be on the phone and said, "I'm in Yinchuan. Where can I meet you tomorrow? Have you booked a private room?"
"What? In Yingbin Building? Isn't there any high-end place?" (Yingbin Building was a relatively famous hotel in Yinchuan at that time, a century-old hotel, and together with Donglaishun in Beijing, it was also called North Southeast Ying.)
"Okay, okay, I get it. It's a local specialty, right? You ask them to remember to bring those three things, the coral-red ground foreign-colored heart-turning vase from the Qianlong Dynasty, the Bada Shanren Zhu Da landscape scroll, the Northern Song Dynasty
Bai Ding folds the edge of the narcissus basin. (I asked him to memorize this last night)"
"Well, that's right, two pieces of porcelain and one piece of calligraphy and painting. Just tell him that I won't show it to Hong Kong people after I see it. The price is not an issue. Well, well, I have some personal matters to take care of. I'll contact you tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Lao Wen closed the phone cover and cursed: "You are a bunch of idiots who have to call to ask about any big thing."
Outside the store, Dou Sprout and I looked at each other.
The two thousand yuan is well spent. This is it. Who can say that Lao Wen drives a three-wheeler delivery service?
I saw a change in the expression on Zhou Bing's face. Although it was fleeting, I still saw it.
At this time Zhou Bing said: "Boss, are you dealing in antiques?"
"That's right, I came to Yinchuan this time just to make a little money." Lao Wen sat down and said.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
"It's okay, it's okay," Zhou Bing said with a smile. I will design the layout for you. What do you call it? What are your requirements for the business card? How many editions should you make? I can let the staff make a sample font.
Lao Wen stood up and said, look at it. The name on the business card says Wen Huaxiong. How many editions does it mean?
Zhou Bing explained that one edition means one box, and one box contains one hundred sheets. We start from one edition. To be honest, the money you gave us is enough to make one hundred editions.
The old man waved his hand and said no, it’s just for use in Yinchuan tomorrow. One edition is enough. Can I pick it up tomorrow morning?
Zhou Bing looked at the time, nodded and said: "Normally it takes two to three days. We will work overtime tonight. At 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, boss, just come and pick it up on time."
"Okay," Lao Wen stood up and clapped his hands: "Then it's settled. I'll pick it up on time at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." After speaking, Lao Wen turned to leave.
"Boss Wen, wait a minute." Zhou Bing stopped him.
"You haven't left your phone number yet. It's for business cards."
Lao Wen said oh, thought about it and casually gave his phone number.
When Lao Wen came out and saw that Zhou Bing did not follow him, he coughed quietly.
"Let's go, let's go." Douyazai pushed Xiaoxuan.
Let's go straight back to our destination. What did Lao Wen say? I didn't mess up the performance.
I praised him for doing a good job, but this is only the first step. If you want the Zhou family to take out the white horse copper kettle by themselves, you have to let him take the initiative to call you.
Lao Wen nodded, and then said in a polite tone: "Twenty thousand yuan, that's twenty thousand yuan! It would take me two years to save up without eating or drinking. What are you looking for with glasses? Don't
I finally paid."
I smiled and said, "Don't worry about it." Isn't there a saying, "If you can't let go of your children, you can't trap the wolf. Twenty thousand yuan is our child, so just use the twenty thousand yuan as a rope to trap the two wolves."
"Two wolves?" Lao Wen asked doubtfully, "Just the one wearing glasses, and the other one?"
"Hehe." Douya said with a smile that you have a low IQ and can't understand. The one wearing glasses is a little wolf, and behind him is an old wolf, so cunning and cunning that his fur has turned white.
