How could Lin Xirong fail to hear what Qin Lan said? This female reporter did not show too much of the shy look of an ordinary girl. She just reached out and touched the string of pearl necklaces around her neck that shone with jade luster, and looked at
Xue Chen's eyes also had the same moving brilliance.
After Xue Chen walked away from Qin Lan and Lin Xirong, he walked around the entire banquet hall and chatted with almost everyone. When he was drinking water to moisten his mouth, Wang Dong came over and whispered: "Old man
Xue, I checked with the list of invited guests, and except for three who called to say they couldn't come because of something unexpected, there were quite a few others, and all of them were present."
"Okay, I understand." Xue Chen knew what Wang Dong meant. According to the normal procedure, it was time to go on stage and say a few words. He wanted nothing more than to express his gratitude to the guests present and to those regular customers who had helped him and the antique shop.
Those friends, then it’s time to eat and drink.
When the guests present saw Xue Chen walking towards the open space at the door, they all understood that he wanted to say something, so they all slowly became quiet and looked at Xue Chen.
However, when Xue Chen walked over, before he could say anything, three more people suddenly walked in.
Xue Chen turned his head and glanced, a little confused, because he didn't know the three people who were late. When he looked at Wang Dong, he saw Wang Dong shaking his head at him, obviously he didn't know them either.
Neither Xue Chen nor Wang Dong knew the three people who came in, but some of the people sitting below obviously knew each other. They all had strange expressions on their faces, and some showed faint dissatisfaction.
The three people who came in were all young, and the leading man was about thirty. He was wearing what looked like a custom-made light gray high-end suit. He had his hands in the pockets of his trousers, and his slightly narrow face showed a wild and unrestrained look.
expression. Behind him were two young men, one on the left and one on the right, as if they were guardians.
After Xue Chen paused for a moment, he walked over and asked in a calm and polite tone: "You three?"
The leading man first glanced at the dozens of guests in the banquet hall, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Xue Chen, and said in a lazy tone: "I'm here uninvited today. Please forgive me, Boss Xue, for introducing yourself."
Mao Fengkai, I believe some of the friends here already know me."
Wan Rui, Yan Ruxing and Long Teng Cai Yuanming, who were sitting at the table, both frowned, their expressions were not good-looking, and their looks were cold.
Mao Fengkai?!
Xue Chen was slightly startled and remembered it in an instant. He remembered that this name was the manager of Shengshi Antique Shop and he had heard it from Yan Ruxing.
"Oh, it turns out to be Manager Mao." Xue Chen stretched out his hand.
Mao Fengkai slowly stretched out his hand to shake Xue Chen's hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and said in a strange tone: "I heard that Zhuo Zhuo Antique Shop is known as one of the three major antique shops in Haicheng, only slightly inferior to Wan Rui and Long Teng. I didn't expect Xue
It’s rare for a boss to be so young.”
"Manager Mao, thank you." Xue Chen smiled lightly, turned to the side and said, "You three, please take a seat." Anyone who comes is a guest, although these three guests came uninvited.
Mao Fengkai glanced at Xue Chen unexpectedly, nodded, walked over with his two assistants, and found three empty seats to sit down, just one step away from Yan Ruxing.
"Boss Yan is here too."
Seeing Mao Fengkai taking the initiative to say hello, Yan Ruxing nodded expressionlessly, which was regarded as a response. Even a fool could see that Yan Ruxing did not want to see this person.
But Mao Fengkai obviously didn't mind at all. He turned around and just stared at Xue Chen who started to speak a few words on the stage.
Xue Chen did not write a draft of his speech, but simply thanked him with a simple attitude and a sincere tone. When he finished speaking, applause broke out.
And just in the applause, there was an unharmonious sound. Mao Fengkai held the tea cup to his mouth with one hand, and put the other hand on his thigh, and said loudly: "I heard that Boss Xue has a Qianlong powder in his hand."
The colorful dressing box is worth tens of millions and is very rare. I wonder if you can take it out and show it to us to gain some insights."
Hearing Mao Fengkai's words, people who had heard some recent rumors were slightly moved in their hearts. They secretly said that the person who came to do this was indeed evil, and it was not just a simple uninvited visit.
Xue Chen's expression did not change at all, he looked at Mao Fengkai who had a hint of joking in his eyes, smiled and said: "Manager Mao wants to give me some advice on my Qianlong pastel? You can come to the store another day, I think I'll forget about it today.
, I didn’t bring it with me either, it’s not convenient.”
"There is nothing inconvenient. In such a lively and joyful day, wouldn't it be a good thing to take out the treasures collected by your store and open your eyes to everyone?" Mao Fengkai squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth and said loudly.
"Manager Mao, today is the first anniversary celebration of Excellence Antique Store. It's not your turn to tell us what to do." Yan Ruxing said in a deep voice.
Mao Fengkai glanced at Yan Ruxing disapprovingly, and said with a smile: "Boss Yan is right, but similarly, no matter what I do or what I say, it's your turn to make noise, Boss Yan."
Hearing this rude and even unpleasant words, Yan Ruxing's face instantly turned unsightly.
And more guests also frowned, feeling very unhappy with Mao Fengkai. Today is a happy day for Zhuo Zhuo Antique Store. Everyone happily came to have dinner, chat, and have a good time.
But when this person arrived, it was like a thorn piercing into the flesh, making most people feel very uncomfortable, not to mention unpleasant to the eyes.
Xue Chen also heard what Mao Fengkai said to Yan Ruxing, and a coldness flashed across his eyes. Yan Ruxing was the distinguished guest he invited. Mao Fengkai came uninvited and spoke harshly to his guest, which was a slap in his face.
Showing off to him!
Mao Fengkai didn't care about the angry glances around him, he still went his own way, looked at Xue Chen and said: "Boss Xue, I, Mao, took time out of his busy schedule to come here just because I want to see that Qianlong pastel dressing box. Is this the case?"
Don’t you give me any face at all?”
"Manager Mao, Mr. Yan is an elder and a senior in the antiques circle. You shouldn't have spoken like that. You should apologize to him." Xue Chen said expressionlessly.
Mao Fengkai chuckled and narrowed his eyes: "Then I'll apologize to Mr. Yan, and you can take out the Qianlong pastel and show it to me, okay?"
"Since Manager Mao wants to take a look so much, how can I refuse, okay." Xue Chen replied.
Mao Fengkai nodded with slight satisfaction, tilted his head, and said to Yan Ruxing with a smile: "Boss Yan, what I said just now was a little too much, please forgive me."
Yan Ruxing snorted lightly and looked at Xue Chen with gratitude hidden in his eyes. Those two sentences just made him feel unspeakable. Otherwise, he would have been bullied and bullied by a junior today. After the news spread, his
There is no place to put your face.
Moreover, Mao Fengkai's purpose was too obvious. He obviously had no good intentions. Once Xue Chen brought the most precious Qianlong pastels in the collection, he would definitely bring out a more valuable porcelain and borrow it.
Come and visit an outstanding antique store to highlight the heritage of Shengshi Antique Store.
This kind of behavior is very unscrupulous in the eyes of many people, but it is an excellent means of publicity. Just like kicking out a martial arts gym, it is inevitable that many collectors will walk into the Shengshi Antique Store out of curiosity.
Once it comes, the purpose of the Shengshi Antique Shop has been achieved.
"Boss Xue, I have already apologized. How about you bring me the Qianlong pastel dressing box to admire?" Mao Fengkai said with a smile on his face.
"Since Mr. Mao is so determined to take a look, fine, I'll just go get it right now." Xue Chen said in a casual tone.
"Trouble." Mao Fengkai leaned back on the chair and folded his arms in his arms.
"Dongzi, you entertain everyone first, I'll be back as soon as I can." Xue Chen told Wang Dong.
"Okay, don't worry, I'm here." Wang Dong agreed with a smile, then stood up and said in a loud voice, "Everyone should eat and drink. Don't be polite to me. If you don't feel good eating or drinking, that's it.
Slap me, Fatty Wang, in the face."
Under Wang Dong's gag, everyone chuckled, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became lively, and everyone started to raise their glasses.
Wang Dong also sat down and stretched out his chopsticks to eat. Seeing that Yan Ru, who was sitting beside him, could not move his chopsticks, he was chewing heavily and said vaguely: "Boss Yan, why don't you eat it? It doesn't suit your appetite?"
Yan Ruxing glanced at Mao Fengkai, who was a few steps away, and said in a low voice: "Fat Wang, you are really big-hearted. Don't you see that this person is here to stir up trouble? You still have the appetite to eat."
"He, looking for trouble? Provoking trouble?" Wang Dong glanced at Mao Fengkai nonchalantly and sneered, "Of course I know, I've heard about those rubbish things."
"I think this kid is also very unpleasant. Do you need me to find someone to help him out?" Qi Hu came over and asked.
"Hey, look at each of you, do you need to care so much? Don't worry, Lao Xue is not the kind of person who suffers from being dumb. If you want to step on Lao Xue's feet, I'm afraid that he doesn't have such hard feet, so you won't be afraid of being stabbed.
Two big holes are coming." Wang Dong picked up a large piece of crystal elbow flower, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and hummed.
Qi Hu thought about it in his mind: "That makes sense." He had seen Xue Chen's excellence many times. Without mentioning anything else, he just mentioned that he went to Inner Mongolia a while ago and left empty-handed.
An extremely rare gem returned, and in front of so many people, a relic was obtained from the mouth of the inconspicuous three-legged golden cicada.
Ning Xuanxuan didn't know Mao Fengkai, but after hearing some whispers and guessing, she roughly knew the purpose of this person's arrival. She looked a little solemn and asked Wang Dong: "You have so much confidence in Xue Chen, is Xue Chen except
That Qianlong pastel painting, and other collections?"
"Anyway, I haven't seen it. I don't know if there is one, but I think there should be one and a half of them. In my opinion, it will definitely not be embarrassing." Wang Dong guessed and said.
In the banquet hall, cups and cups were exchanged, but at the same time, many people were looking at Mao Fengkai, who was sitting there calmly, and also glanced at the door of the banquet hall from time to time.
Less than twenty minutes passed before Xue Chen left and returned. (To be continued)