Chapter 467: Opening a Museum Requires a White Glove

Two hours of selling goods is over.

Part-time anchor Qi Lele's forehead is covered with sweat.

This is the situation after she wiped it off halfway.

She was not so nervous during the postgraduate entrance examination interview.

If she is not careful, Zhang Yang will ask her a difficult question.

It was not until the director waved his hand and signaled that she could leave her seat that she supported herself and stood up.

"Teacher Qi, are you okay?"

Zhang Yang saw that Qi Lele was a little weak and asked politely.

"It's okay, just my legs are numb."

"Thank you Master Zhang for your concern."

Qi Lele squeezed out a reluctant smile on her face.

"Is that so? You've worked hard today."

"Teacher Qi, can you add WeChat?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Let's work together again if there is a chance in the future."

"Huh?" Qi Lele looked at Zhang Yang in surprise, "Convenient, very convenient."

She quickly took out her mobile phone, cut out the friend QR code and handed it over.

Seeing Zhang Yang scanning the code seriously, Qi Lele bit her lower lip excitedly.

Before she came, she heard that this Master Zhang was already the curator of the museum in his early twenties, and he was still single.

He was definitely a "diamond bachelor" in the cultural and museum circles.

Such a man took the initiative to add her WeChat.

How could she not have wild thoughts?

While she was hesitating whether to be reserved or take the initiative, Zhang Yang had already done it.

"Teacher Qi, at the request of the buyers in the live broadcast room just now, I added you to the after-sales service group."

"Please help me with some after-sales matters later."

"Ah?"

Qi Lele stayed where she was, suspecting that she was hallucinating.

Bastard, did I give you WeChat so that you could use it like this?

Do I look like a customer service representative?

Seeing her in a daze, Zhang Yang thought that his behavior had offended her, and explained:

"If you don't have time to deal with it, Teacher Qi, please help to contact the customer service of your cultural relics store."

"In short, someone in the group must be responsible for after-sales."

"According to my experience, many people who buy antiques are repeat customers, so after-sales service is very important."

After saying this, Zhang Yang waved to Xu Jie next to him and asked him to help clean up the scene.

It's time to get off work.

After returning home, Zhang Yang calculated the income from live streaming.

To be honest, it's really low.

It's better to sell one more antique at the auction than to sell goods for two hours.

Just at this time, Ding Qiang called.

"Brother Yang, the approval for the export of cultural relics in Hong Kong has been approved."

"Except for two pieces of calligraphy and painting, the rest have all passed."

"Which two pieces didn't pass?" Zhang Yang asked with concern.

Every item was carefully selected by him.

If it didn't pass, it means that there was a problem with his previous selection criteria, which must be corrected in time.

"One is the running script of Dong Shouping, and the other is the flying bird painting of Li Xiongcai."

"I don't remember Li Xiongcai, but I remember Dong Shouping very clearly. Isn't it true that only his representative works cannot be exported?"

"What is the reason given by the reviewer?" Zhang Yang asked.

"From the opinions written, it seems that the running script is the representative work."

"A representative work worth 30,000 yuan?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised.

"Anyway, the reason for the return was written like this."

"Hehe."

Zhang Yang smiled helplessly after hearing this.

It seems that the people in charge of the review are under a lot of pressure. The representative works of masters who can be included in the "List of Works Restricted to Export Abroad" will not be sold for only 30,000 yuan.

"Okay, that's it."

"You arrange it, I'll fly to Hong Kong next week."

Zhang Yang's auction items will be sent to Mr. Lan's gallery first, where the auction items will be previewed.

After that, they will be sent to Christie's venue for a special auction.

The main reason for doing this is that Christie's storage fees are too expensive.

Zhang Yang was not a senior member, so once the items entered the warehouse, they would be harvested.

…

Three days later, Zhang Yang flew to Hong Kong.

When he landed, Chen Yanguang and Cheng Shihui were already waiting.

As soon as Zhang Yang arrived at the exit, he saw a big red banner that read:

“Warmly welcome Director Zhang of Hailin Museum to Hong Kong to guide the work!”

Chen Yanguang and Cheng Shihui stood right behind the banner, smiling like sunflowers.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang wore sunglasses, otherwise he would not recognize him.

“Isn’t it too grand?” Zhang Yang pointed at the banner.

“My wife arranged it.”

“Thank you, sister-in-law!”

“You’re polite. Zhang Yang, please help introduce the female anchor to A Guang. We still need to prepare this welcome ceremony.”

Cheng Shihui said with a smile.

When Zhang Yang heard this, cold sweat broke out on his back.

What’s going on? Has the matter been exposed?

He looked at Chen Yanguang angrily, and the latter looked bitter and pointed at his knees inconspicuously.

The meaning was obvious, he knelt first.

This was difficult for Zhang Yang.

There were so many people at the airport, he couldn't kneel down himself, right?

Besides, this incident was an unprovoked disaster for Zhang Yang, he swore, he really just asked Qi Lele to do after-sales service in the group.

As for why she added Chen Yanguang as a friend and sent him a photo in a private chat, Zhang Yang couldn't figure it out.

Maybe she was just angry.

"Sister-in-law, I have already severely criticized Brother Guang for that matter."

"He is about to get married, so he should really take it easy."

“Although someone else took the initiative to add him, as a married man, shouldn’t he be able to set up WeChat so that he cannot be added as a friend?”

As the saying goes, if a wall falls, everyone will push it; if a drum breaks, everyone will beat it.

Chen Yanguang was already on his knees, so he probably wouldn't mind kneeling a little longer.

Zhang Yang decisively sold him.

"Next time, no, I promise there won't be a next time."

"As long as Brother Guang dares to hook up with a female anchor again, or if a female anchor hooks up with her, I will report it immediately."

"Okay, Zhang Yang, I've recorded your words."

Cheng Shihui shook her phone.

"Come on, let's go eat first."

Whether it was really recorded or not, only Cheng Shihui herself knows.

Zhang Yang glanced at Chen Yanguang with pity and said to himself, it's really hard to be the son-in-law of a rich family.

We are still outside. If we come home, why don't we just act like cows and horses?

Sensing Zhang Yang's eyes, Chen Yanguang raised his middle finger to him.

He said silently with his mouth: You are so cowardly!

Of course Zhang Yang was not to be outdone, he pointed at his knees and patted his spine.

He hinted that although he was a coward, his knees were hard and he had the strength to kneel down.

…

When he arrived at the restaurant where he was eating, Zhang Yang discovered that there were other guests today.

One man and one woman, two middle-aged people.

The man was wearing a white shirt, a black tie, rimless glasses, and a standard Chinese character face.

They look a lot like successful people in Hong Kong TV series.

The woman's dress is simpler, wearing a women's sports vest that is common in the gym, and an emerald and gold pendant around her neck.

Very rich.

Judging by the wrinkles on her face, she was the same age as the man next to her.

"Brother Yang, these two are Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu."

"I told you before that the overseas Chinese who wanted to open a museum were the two of them."

"Oh, nice to meet you."

"Do you need me to introduce myself?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"No, no, no."

Chen Yanguang dragged the chair and motioned for Zhang Yang to take a seat.

After Zhang Yang sat down, Chen Yanguang whispered in his ear:

"These two people came here on their own initiative. I didn't invite them at all."

"But there's nothing I can do about it. I can earn them a lot of money this time. If they insist on having this kind of meal, I can't refuse."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Zhang Yang responded with a smile on his face and his lips moved:

"Just think that you still owe me a feast to welcome the wind."

"Okay, then when these two people ask you questions, you'd better answer them briefly. If it's too complicated, you don't need to reply."

"Don't worry." Zhang Yang nodded without any trace.

Isn't it just to chat with you while eating?

He is a professional, he was trained with those old guys in Yanjing.

The food will be ready for a while.

While waiting, Mr. Xu stood up on his own initiative, took a glass of wine and walked to Zhang Yang:

"Director Zhang, I have admired your name for a long time. I would like to toast you."

"You're welcome, but I have a big business to discuss tonight, and I have to keep my head clear. I'll have tea instead of wine at the moment."

"It's okay, I'll do it, you can do whatever you want."

Mr. Xu drank a whole glass of liquor very proudly.

Regardless of the people, the wine is at least good.

After drinking, he dragged a chair from the side and sat directly next to Zhang Yang.

"To be honest, I heard that Director Zhang was coming today, so I shamelessly came to enjoy this meal."

"Mr. Xu has heard of my name in Australia?"

Zhang Yang remembered that Chen Yanguang said that the couple wanted to build a museum in Australia.

Then he must have lived in Oceania.

"It's not in Australia, it's in the mainland."

"Last year, when we were in Yangcheng, we happened to meet Director Zhang and you were organizing an event."

"Oh, it turned out to be that time."

Zhang Yang nodded suddenly. Looking at the Xu couple, they indeed looked like they were from Guangdong Province.

After asking around, I found out that Mr. Xu’s father was originally from Yangcheng. He came to Xiangjiang to work hard in the early years and started his career by repairing clocks.

Later moved to Australia.

Mrs. Xu immigrated to the UK with her parents in her early years.

"Actually, we originally wanted to go to the mainland to learn how to run a museum."

"After meeting Director Zhang, we even made a special trip to Linhai."

"I also went to the Hailin Museum, which is your curator."

"But it's a pity that I didn't get the chance to see you."

Mr. Xu talks and talks, giving people the feeling that he is chasing stars.

I attribute the success of Hailin Museum to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang also heard this meaning, so he said very modestly:

"The reason why the Hailin Museum is so good now is mainly due to teacher Wang Guosheng and his younger brother. They left behind a good legacy. The work I did was actually very limited."

"I think so too." Mrs. Xu suddenly interrupted.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became a bit awkward.

Mr. Xu didn't know whether to refute his wife first or continue to brag.

Several others, including Zhang Yang, didn't know what these two people meant.

At this time, the importance of family status becomes apparent.

Mrs. Xu obviously has the final say in the Xu family.

She coughed twice, and the man named Xu quickly stood up, moved the chair aside, and sat back respectfully next to his wife.

"Director Zhang, I forgot to introduce myself just now."

"Actually, my surname is Aixinjueluo."

Mrs. Xu was smiling and looked a little proud.

It seemed that the royal family name of the Qing Dynasty gave her a very high status.

This attitude was somewhat puzzling to Zhang Yang.

What do you mean? Your husband was flattering and toasting just now, why did he suddenly pretend to be so?

Don’t couples follow the script when they go out?

Zhang Yang showed a thoughtful look on his face, and asked while touching his chin:

"Aisin-Gioro? What year is it today?"

"1824? Isn't it 2024?"

"Hehe, Director Zhang, don't be so sensitive. I mentioned my identity to tell you that in terms of background, our background is no worse than your Hailin Museum before."

"So Director Zhang, you can actually consider coming to work for us."

"Ah?"

Zhang Yang never expected that the other party was trying to recruit him after talking for a long time.

If he wanted to dig him over, he could just mention the money and conditions.

What about Aisin-Gioro...

The Zhang in his Zhang Yang is not the Zhang in Zhang Xun.

Does hearing this surname make a braid grow behind your head?

Zhang Yang asked curiously: "Mr. Xu, do you and your wife have the same idea?"

The latter showed an awkward smile to Zhang Yang:

"My family listens to my wife."

Good guy, this can make Chen Yanguang find a soulmate.

Zhang Yang was speechless for a while.

It turned out that Mr. Xu's politeness just now was just because his wife hadn't given any instructions, and he subconsciously came up to go through the procedures.

These two people are a bit interesting.

Zhang Yang was a little curious about what kind of family this Mrs. Xu had.

Didn't she ask Chen Yanguang to buy porcelain before?

"Director Zhang, you heard it."

Mrs. Xu smiled and said:

"If my husband was two hundred years ago, he would also be a county horse master-level figure..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Yang couldn't stand it and interrupted the other party:

"If you have something serious, just say it quickly, it's time to eat."

"Indeed, if there is something, just say it. Today is my brother Yang's welcoming banquet." Chen Yanguang also echoed.

The top brother on the list did not expect that the Xu couple could be so rebellious.

Originally thought they were wealthy overseas Chinese, but unexpectedly they were the remnants who escaped.

In fact, he and the Xu family, to put it bluntly, only had a business worth a few million, and Chen Yanguang would not spoil them.

After the two of them argued like this, Mrs. Xu stopped talking.

Used her eyes to let her husband come out to deal with it.

"This is what happened."

Mr. Xu came out to put out the fire:

"My wife is an only child. Her mother left a lot of antiques before she died. We have no experience in dealing with these inheritances."

"If you want to inherit directly, you need to pay a huge inheritance tax."

"So we want to use the museum method to receive these antiques, and we also need a white glove."

"What antiques, do you have photos?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

He has no interest in being a white glove.

But he really wants to know where the confidence comes from when he keeps talking about Aisin-Gioro.

Because the family background is rich? How rich is it?

"Yes, there are photos."

Mr. Xu hurriedly took out the tablet from his bag.

Then he started to flip through the photos and show them to everyone.

He flipped through the photos very quickly, as if he was afraid that everyone would understand.

But Zhang Yang still held his hand and saw a key seal clearly.

Zhang Yang had seen the style of this seal before.

It was in the collection documents of the Palace Museum.

It was called [Green Jade Bucket Button]. A batch of 26 square seals were made during the Qianlong period, but there are only three in the Palace Museum now.

One of the remaining ones...

Isn't it found?