"Mr. Huang, I wonder how you are preparing for this autumn auction?" Xu Ming was very concerned about the autumn auction.
"Don't worry, Mr. Xu, our company has sufficient experience in this area. The preparations for the autumn auction are almost complete, and vigorous publicity is being carried out." Huang Jingming said.
"That's good. In terms of publicity, our Galaxy Industry has cooperated with many media. We can give a push in this regard. It will not be difficult to make this autumn auction known to everyone."
"That's great."
"In terms of security, is there no problem?" Xu Ming asked again. He didn't want to see any more robberies or other accidents happen at the auction.
"Please rest assured that there will not be any problems with our security work."
"That's good."
Xu Ming felt relieved, picked up the auction brochure on the table next to him, looked through it, looked at the antiques that were going to be auctioned, and asked casually: "There shouldn't be any fakes in these auction items, right?"
"I have appraised these antiques one by one, and my master has checked them. There will definitely be no problems." Zhao Heng said confidently. As for Xue Chen, he didn't mention a word.
"Since Mr. Cai is here to check it, it must be foolproof." Xu Ming felt that the auction should be successfully held, and Xu Ming was in a good mood.
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After the emergence of Zhuo Zhuo Antique Shop, Wang Dong developed a habit. In his free time, he likes to stand in front of the store and watch the flow of people coming and going on the street. He feels very comfortable when he thinks that his store is behind him.
On this day, as soon as he had some free time, he walked out of the store. When he glanced up, he saw a red banner hung up at the Baozhai Antique Shop not far away.
"On the fourth anniversary of the opening of the store, 50% off the entire store? What the hell is Zhou doing? Is it a big cabbage sale? 50% off, do you still want to make money?"
He thought for a while and walked towards Baozhai. When he arrived at the entrance of Baozhai, he saw that there were already many customers in the lobby on the first floor, choosing their favorite works of art.
"Hey, isn't this Boss Wang? Why did you have the time to come to my shop today?"
Zhou Baofu, the owner of Baozhai Antique Shop, saw Wang Dong and immediately walked over with square steps and a small purple clay pot.
Wang Dong looked at the smiling Zhou Baofu and rolled his eyes, "Boss Zhou, what are you doing? 50% off?"
"That's right, it's 50% off, 50% off on everything. Boss Wang, if you like something, would you like one?" Zhou Baofu asked with a smile.
"To put it bluntly, in your store, there is really no one who likes Wang." Wang Dong said, puffing up his chest.
Since cooperating with Daxing Pawn Shop, he has no shortage of high-end products in his store, and he has gained confidence in his speech.
Zhou Baofu raised his eyes: "Really? Boss Wang, please go upstairs and have a look?"
"Just take a look." Wang Dong followed him upstairs.
Arriving on the second floor of Baozhai, Wang Dong saw a dozen various antiques in red boxes, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.
"Boss Wang, how about this jade Ruyi from the Southern Song Dynasty? It still doesn't catch your eye? And this jadeite ring from the Qing Dynasty. Look at how gorgeous the green color is and the patina is perfect. Could it be that it doesn't catch your eye either?
?" Zhou Baofu said one by one, quite showing off.
Wang Dong frowned and said, "Where did Boss Zhou get these things?"
"Haha, no comment on this." Zhou Baofu took a sip of tea from the purple clay pot and replied with a proud face.
Wang Dong didn't believe that Zhou Baofu really sold everything in the store at a 50% discount. When he came to the first floor, he picked up a pastel porcelain vase.
"Boss Zhou, how do you sell this pastel porcelain vase?"
Zhou Baofu squinted his eyes and said, "Take the two thousand."
"Two thousand, Boss Zhou is not joking?"
Although this pastel porcelain vase is just a contemporary handicraft, it is very beautifully made. The price in the store is around 2,000. If you sell it for 2,000, not only will you not make any profit, but you may also lose some money.
"How could I, Zhou, lie when I spit on my face and nail it on my head?" Zhou Baofu said proudly.
"Okay, I bought it." Wang Dong took out his wallet from his pocket, counted two thousand, put it on the table, and walked away with the pastel porcelain vase.
Back in the store, Wang Dong kept a sullen face. He really couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Zhou Baofu was selling in the gourd. The only thing that was certain was that the big price reduction in Baozhai Antique Store would definitely affect the business of his own antique store.
Sure enough, within two days, what he was worried about happened.
The items on display in every antique shop are pretty much the same, and the original selling prices are also almost the same. How much they sell depends on each shop's skills.
However, now, Baozhai Antique Shop suddenly dropped its price by 50%, directly attracting most of the customers. This caused the originally hot business of Zhuo Zhi Antique Shop to suddenly become much deserted.
Seeing the rapidly plummeting sales, Wang Dong couldn't sit still. He called Xue Chen and asked Xue Chen to come to the antique store and said that he had to talk about something very important.
Xue Chen heard on the phone that Wang Dong was not in a good mood, so he quickly drove from Daxing to the antique store.
"Dongzi, what happened?"
As soon as Xue Chen entered the store, he saw that Wang Dong's face was not very good, and the three waiters in the store also looked listless.
"Old Xue, go upstairs and talk."
Wang Dong took Xue Chen to the second floor and pointed to the pastel porcelain bottle placed on the coffee table, "Guess how much I paid for this bottle?"
Xue Chen picked it up and took a look at it: "It's a modern thing, but it's beautifully cooked and would be nice to display at home. The cost price must be around two thousand, and it's still three thousand to get it."
Wang Dong stretched out two fingers and gestured, "I spent two thousand. It wasn't a large purchase. I got it from Baozhai Antique Shop."
"Baozhai Antique Shop?"
Xue Chen naturally remembered that it was another antique shop very close to Zhuoyue Antique Shop. After listening to Fatty Wang's story, he also frowned and started thinking.
"This guy surnamed Zhou, got kicked in the head by a donkey? He cut the price by 50% and still made a ridiculous profit. He is really doing harm to others and not benefiting himself. I guess he just wants to disgust me on purpose." Fatty Wang complained.
Xue Chen thought for a while and said: "How can any businessman do business at a loss and make a profit? He must have a purpose for doing this. The price reduction is naturally to compete and suppress his opponents. Well, it seems that the target is us."
"Old Xue, what should we do? We have to think of a way. Business has been miserable these two days, which reminds me of the past. There is no way to go on like this." Wang Dong's face collapsed and he said a little impatiently.
"Let's see and then talk." Xue Chen sighed.
He didn't have any good ideas at the moment. Baozhai Antique Shop chose to sell at a reduced price, and he had no way to obstruct or interfere.
"This is the only way, okay? Let's see how long this old boy can hold on. I don't believe it. In order to seize the market, he has been not making money and just drinking from the northwest wind." Wang Dong said angrily.
Over the past ten days, the business of Zhuo Zhuo Antique Store has become worse and worse, while the price reduction promotion activities of "Baozhai" Antique Store have continued.
"It's strange. You can't make any money selling things at his price. Could it be that in order to suppress Zhuo Zhuo, you risk your life?"
Baozhai antique shop, full of doubts in my heart.
Suddenly, a very powerful Lamborghini sports car roared past in the street below, attracting his attention.
When he saw the Lamborghini parked in front of the Baozhai Antique Shop and saw clearly that the person getting out of the car was Xu Ming's younger brother Xu Liang, Xue Chen's expression suddenly changed. He finally understood the reason and confidence of the Baozhai Antique Shop for doing this.
Where is it!
"Old Xue, how long do you think Baozhai can last? It's impossible for him to stop making money, right?" At this time, Wang Dong walked up from the first floor and asked listlessly.
"It will take a long time, maybe until Joyo goes bankrupt." Xue Chen said solemnly.
"Ah? No way!" Wang Dong was surprised.
Xue Chen briefly explained that the actions of Baozhai Antique Shop were secretly manipulated by Xu Ming, "Xu Ming must have found Baozhai to deal with me. If Baozhai did this, he must have been compensated by Xu Ming.
He is the heir to Galaxy Industry, so this amount of money is just a drop in the bucket to him."
Wang Dong hissed and breathed in the cold air: "So, do we really have to bankrupt our store before it's over?"
"I'm afraid that's the case." Xue Chen frowned.
He had already guessed that the reason why Xu Ming did this, in addition to the previous friction, must be related to the one million bonus he had just received. Xu Ming felt very unhappy, and wanted him to be unhappy. And Xu Ming's conspiracy,
The most direct and effective way is to kill him with money.
He has made some money recently, and his net worth has reached tens of millions. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is considered a rich man, but compared with the heirs of Galaxy Industry, he is completely inadequate.
If it continues, Zhuo Zhuo Antique Shop will definitely be destroyed, which is what he absolutely does not want to see. If Zhuo Zhuo collapses, it will mean that he will implicate Wang Dong.
"But, what should we do?"
With worries in his heart, Xue Chen drove home. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the enchanting and charming Ning Xuanxuan sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV, watching Korean dramas.
He nodded slightly and walked toward the bedroom without saying a word.
"Hey, why didn't you say hello?" Ning Xuanxuan turned her head and asked dissatisfied.
"You still have the nerve to say that I don't say hello. I want to ask you first. Although this is a property in your name, it is still my residence now. You really treat it as a city gate. You can come in whenever you want.
Come on, you don’t take me as the master seriously at all." Xue Chen felt depressed and could not help but speak a little hastily.
"What, are you worried?" Ning Xuanxuan was not angry. She curled up on the sofa and asked with a smile.
"I'm a little upset."
"Hehe, I'm in a good mood."
Xue Chen originally thought that Ning Xuanxuan would care about him, but he didn't expect to hear such a sentence. Looking at Ning Xuanxuan's gloating look, he was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. (To be continued)