"Go up and have a cup of coffee? As a thank you for sending me back, I'll ask Auntie to make you a cup of hot tea." Xia Yike said again.
"That's fine." Xue Chen accepted the invitation obediently, got out of the car with Xia Yike, and walked into the villa.
The nanny also came out of her room, made a pot of hot tea at Xia Yike's request, and poured a cup for each of Xue Chen.
Xue Chen picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the hot tea. He felt that the taste of wine in his mouth was immediately lighter and there was a faint aroma of tea. He felt very comfortable and complimented casually.
“The tea is very good.”
Xia Yike glanced at the nanny who had just come out of the kitchen and asked her to rest and there was nothing else to do.
The nanny agreed and walked upstairs. She took one more look at Xue Chen and muttered in her heart: "Who is this young man? Keke actually took out the tea that his father was usually reluctant to drink..."
Xue Chen was not very fond of tea, but he could tell the difference between good and bad. He felt that this tea was really good, much better than the ones Wang Dong usually drank. After finishing one cup, he poured himself another cup.
"How much has been recovered?" After pouring a cup of tea, he asked Xia Yike.
The auction is over, and the most important thing next is the return of the auction money. At the auction, occasionally someone's head will get hot because of the heated atmosphere, and they will take a photo of something, but after they calm down, they will buy something again.
If it feels too reckless and I don't want to trade, I won't pay the auction fee anymore.
In this case, although the auction company can confiscate the person's admission deposit as compensation, generally speaking, the auction company is more willing to complete the transaction.
"It's almost 80%. It should be almost completed in the next two days tomorrow. This number is still very optimistic. According to estimates, there will not be more than three customers who default on it, which is okay." Xia Yike said
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There were sixty-six auctions in total, and there were no unsuccessful auctions. If there were less than three defaults, that would be pretty good indeed.
The two of them chatted every sentence, basically about the company and the auction. By the time they finished talking about the auction, Xue Chen had already drank three cups of tea.
He glanced at his watch. It was already close to eleven o'clock in the evening. It was time to leave. He stood up, but he thought of something again. He hesitated and said: "Well... don't be angry about today's matter."
Ah, they were just joking, so don’t look back and settle the consequences.”
He was really worried that Xia Yike, who had sobered up, would recall what happened at the wine table and become angry and secretly put on the shoes of the employees who were making noises.
"What happened today? What happened? I don't remember. It's getting late. You can go back." Xia Yike's right hand on one side of her body shook slightly and then she clenched it tightly. While standing up, she said lightly,
There is no unnecessary expression at all.
"Oh, well, I'm going back. You should rest early. You are quite tired from the company's affairs during this period." Xue Chen said, nodded, and walked out of the door.
Xia Yike sent him out and stood at the door quietly watching Xue Chen get into the car. He watched the car drive out of the villa with faint eyes until it disappeared, but he did not return to the house, but leaned against
Men raised his eyes and stared blankly at the starry sky. His cheeks were gradually stained with a faint blush, and he touched his hot face with one hand.
The last bit of work for the spring auction was completed, and the entire company entered a three-day holiday, and Xue Chen was once again free. However, within two days, a call came to his mobile phone. It was from a regional company.
The person in charge of the transportation company informed him that a batch of goods had been delivered to Haicheng Zhuoyue Antique Shop and asked him to sign for acceptance...
Basically, Wang Dong comes to the store every day, because he knows very well that the development of Excellence to this point is mainly due to his brother Xue Chen.
Hundreds of profits flowed into his pocket, and he really wanted to reflect his own value. All he could do was take good care of the store!
Of course, he doesn't just sit alone in the store every day. With his strength, in addition to watching TV series and movies on the computer, he mostly sits down and drinks with a few old neighbors on the street.
Drink tea.
Among these people are Zhou Baofu, the owner of Baozhai Antique Shop, who also runs an antique shop, Zhao Tian, the owner of Fuyuan Tea House, Xie Daming, the owner of Gravity Hardware Store, and Liu Feng, the owner of Caiyun Flower Shop, etc.
After a period of development, there are now seven or eight bosses on this street sitting together to drink tea every day to pass the time.
Of course, the tea that everyone drinks is not bad, at least it costs several hundred yuan a tael. If it is too bad, you can't get it, and it looks shabby, right?
As for a cup of tea that costs a few hundred yuan, even if these people are small bosses worth millions or tens of millions, if they drink it every day, they will still feel pain. Later, there was an unwritten rule, go today
Let’s have tea at Fuyuan Tea House. Tomorrow we’ll sit at the owner Xie’s house in the hardware store, and the day after tomorrow we’ll chat in the flower shop.
Today is the turn to visit Zhuoyue Antique Store. At around nine o'clock in the morning, these small bosses had just had breakfast and drove to each store. They took a brief look and gave some instructions to their employees.
Then he walked towards the Zhuo Zhuo antique store with square steps.
Before ten o'clock, there were seven or eight people sitting in the small living room on the second floor, all old neighbors on the street. In addition to teapots, there were also a lot of dried and fresh fruits on the coffee table.
These people were drinking tea, eating dried fruits, bragging and talking about mountains and rivers, and they looked very happy.
"Hey, Fatty Wang, today's tea is much better than last time. Is it new?" Xie Daming, the owner of the Gravity Hardware Store, took a sip of tea, picked at it, and asked with a smile.
Wang Dong stretched out a hand and spread his fingers, indicating that it was five hundred yuan per tael.
"Five hundred and one tael?"
Although the tea that everyone drinks on weekdays is pretty good, it only costs about two to three hundred yuan per tael. The tea that costs five hundred yuan per tael is still a bit expensive. With so many people, they have to drink three or three taels in a day.
Four taels of tea, that’s two thousand yuan.
Seeing the surprised looks of his old neighbors, Wang Dong grinned.
Liu Feng, the owner of Caiyun Flower Shop, asked with a smile: "Hey, Wang Dong, it seems that you have made a fortune recently?"
"No, I'm not getting rich. I just drank some soup with Lao Xue." Wang Dongwo said from the sofa chair, squinting his eyes.
The money for the aniseed chicken blood stone will come down in two days. Excluding the commission, the two people will share it equally, each of them will have more than 18 million. After attending the auction that day, he had insomnia for two consecutive days.
Last year, he also made an income of between several million and less than ten million from antique shops, which already made him smile from ear to ear. He couldn't be more satisfied. But this year, this is just one thousand.
Seven or eight million fell into his pocket, and his little heart almost couldn't bear it.
This was all due to his brother Xue Chen, so he said he drank a mouthful of soup. Of course, this could not be regarded as soup. It should be said that it was half of the meat. It was just a modest way of saying it.
"You should remember that piece of soapstone aniseed that was placed in our store a while ago. You may have heard about it. It was sent for auction and the price was less than 40 million." Wang Dong said after taking a sip of tea.
And everyone present naturally showed a little bit of envy, and they all clasped their fists in joy.
Zhao Tian of Fuyuan Tea House coughed and shouted: "I said to Wang Dong, you should have made a lot of money. It doesn't make sense to just treat us to some tea. I can book a table at Ziyun Hotel another day."
, that’s fine.”
"It's not a big deal, but you have to wait for the money to come in. Don't worry." Wang Dong smiled and said cheerfully.
"Okay, then it's settled." Zhou Baofu, the owner of Baozhai Antique Shop, suppressed the envy in his heart and agreed.
Following this incident, everyone was chatting, and naturally they talked about Xue Chen. Everyone here was familiar with Xue Chen, and they all knew that Wang Zhuo’s antique shop could be what it is today.
The fact that Dong is able to sit here as proudly as he is now is all due to this person.
They are all old residents on this street. They watched the opening of Zhuo Zhuo Antique Shop, and even watched the antique shop run into a mess by Wang Dong. The door was almost covered with spider webs. They even laughed when chatting in private.
It is said that the excellent antique store will not last for a year and is guaranteed to close.
But no one expected that less than half a year after opening, another young man appeared here, and in less than a month, he held an exhibition of Indian old sandalwood, and actually sold it in a short period of time.
Excellence is revitalized.
Another half a year has passed, and now the outstanding antique store can be regarded as the top one in Haicheng City, and its scenery is no different from those old stores that have been more than ten years old.
At the same time, Boss Wang in front of me has become rich. It can be seen from the tea he drinks on weekdays. Half a year ago, he drank one hundred and ten yuan for one tael, and now it is five hundred and one tael. The quality of life is at that time.
It's rising steadily.
In the eyes of these people, Xue Chen is a quite ordinary young man, but he can always show his unique side, and gradually, he becomes a bit mysterious.
"Hey, Wang Dong, I haven't seen Xue Chen in a while. What has he been busy with recently?" Zhao Tian asked.
"He..." Before Wang Dong could finish his words, he heard the sound of a large car parked at the door, and he could hear the floor shaking slightly.
Then, a waiter in the store rushed upstairs and said loudly: "Shopkeeper, a large truck has arrived, saying it is delivering to Mr. Xue."
Wang Dong also remembered that Xue Chen had told him that something would be delivered to the store. He told the people present and went straight downstairs.
Downstairs, a large Volvo box truck was parked at the door. Wang Dong looked at such a large truck and it seemed to have a lot of stuff. He was also curious about what it was. (To be continued)