Xiao Yao said it right. Qian Jinjin lived in this life, and he was simply sorry for his festive name.

Thirty percent of the shares were forced to be 5% by Xu Wenhao and Zhu Youwei. Apart from complaining about smoking and throwing things, there was no way to do it. Isn’t it a bad guy?

"What? Do you have a way?" Qian Jinjin heard the little demon's words and immediately became energetic.

The little demon has been following him for a while. He still doesn't know how much bad water is in this little bastard's belly?

"Come on, sit on, sit on." Qian Jinjin helped the little demon in his seat and said pitifully: "Say, what's the solution?"

"Pour me a cup of tea!" The little demon raised his legs and looked like an old man.

"It's OK!" The money was enough for my grandson, so I nodded and bowed, poured down a cup of tea and held it over with my hands.

The little demon took it, took a sip, and scolded Fang Qiu: "It's very simple. If you want to live a good life and piss off Xu Wenhao and lard, then do it as they do! Don't huddle here all day to do some bullshit appraisals. What money can be made for repairs? Holding a few more auctions is much better than this one."

"Get up!" Qian Jinjin almost went crazy. He pulled the little demon out of the chair, sat down, rolled his eyes and said, "Just a bullshit!? If I can do it, I still need you to teach me!"

Xiao Yaole said: "Why can't you do it?"

"Do you think you can make money by just holding an auction? If so, grandma's people will be rich!"

"Then tell me, why can't I do it?" said the little demon.

Qian Jinjin looked at Xiao Yao with a contemptuous look and said, "If you want to hold a successful money-making auction, you have to have several conditions to achieve it."

"The first and most fundamental thing is that there must be something. Whether it is jade, calligraphy, painting, or porcelain, isn't it hard to cook without rice without anything? You also know my situation and are only responsible for identification. The things are created by Xu Wenhao and Zhu Youwei. I don't have any tricks in this regard."

"The second, the most important thing about a high-end auction is connections. To handle the judiciary, to obtain judicial justice, and to go through a series of legal procedures, it is necessary to attract many rich people. No matter whether these people really like antiques or buy gifts, as long as they are willing to pay, they can only make money, otherwise they can only fail to sell. Failure to sell means not only means not making money, but also losing money. Xu Wenhao and Zhu Youwei have many connections, what's the point!?"

"This third, a high-end auction must have a great auctioneer. At least the condition is to obtain the qualification of an auctioneer, so that people can believe in the authority of the auction. In our company, only Xu Wenhao and Zhu Youwei, you can't let me invite them to host the presidency, right?"

After talking about these three conditions, Qian Jinjin shook his head: "Your path is simply a dead end."

After saying something, the little demon was silent. The two guy thought about it, came over and said, "Uncle Qian, you can't say that. Come on, let's have a total of two of us."

"It's nothing! Total!" Qian Jin was so angry.

The little demon hugged Qian Jinjin and said, "There will always be troubles, but the main skill is that deep iron rods can be ground into needles. I'll ask you a key question."

"What?"

"You said that high-end auctions require regular auctioneers, so is there anyone who can host them without obtaining the qualification of an auctioneer?" Xiao Yao said.

Qian Jinjin couldn't figure out the little demon's idea, so he thought about it and said, "However, there are. However, such auctions are all small auctions that are not as good as the level. If you do this, I will disdain it. It has no level or level. Secondly, I can't make much money, and maybe I will lose money."

"Look at you, flies are also flesh when they are small, right?" The little demon really wanted to slap the money to death. He fell to this point and was still picky.

"No, what do you want to do?" Qian Jinjin said.

The little demon hooked his hand and said, "Get up and let me sit for a while!"

"Sit, sit." Qian Jinjinjin gave up his seat.

The little demon sat on the chair, looking like an old man, talking freely: "Let's hold a small auction, I'll be an auctioneer. You don't know how verbal I am. I have learned from you for a while. If you check behind your back, you will definitely fool a bunch of people."

"Take you down!" Qian Jinjin shook his head: "You are fucking this, it's true, but I ask you, how do you come? Xu Wenhao and Zhu Youwei, the company's existing things, will definitely not be able to let me take them to auction."

"The goods? There is one!" Xiao Yao laughed and said, "Uncle Qian, you are one of the best authoritative people in Lucheng City. Let's not talk about those small antique dealers. You have to give them some things to you, depending on your face. Besides, such things will be beneficial to them without any harm, right? Also, don't forget that my dad also has a bunch of buddies, and there may not be any good things, but you can definitely do a lot of things at auctions. After calculating this way, you will have things after a while."

Qian Jinjin was moved by Xiao Yao's words. Yes, high-end auctions certainly require good things, but in general auctions, this thing is easy.

"Continue." Qian Jinjin nodded.

"Aside from this second article, I don't understand the bullshit legal procedures, but don't forget that my second uncle is the deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. I asked him for help, and this is not a problem."

"What about the people who come to hold the sign? They all have to pay!" Qian Jinjin said.

Xiao Yaole said: "That's it, you'll leave it to me. Uncle Qian, I promise that people will definitely come on the day of our auction!"

"Die! Do you think I'm so fooling around? Your onion and garlic! Why do you pay for your money when you look at your face?"

"Come here!" The little demon hooked his hand, Qian Jinjin leaned over, and the two of them muttered.

Qian Jinjin's face turned pale for a while. After saying that, he was a little worried, but he was also a little moved, saying, "Is this really OK?"

"Hi! I've been talking about my feelings for a long time!" The little demon slapped his thigh: "Don't worry!"

"Okay, even if you succeed, where can the start-up capital come from?" Qian Jinjin said.

"What startup capital?" Xiao Yao was stunned.

Qian Jinjin was crying and tears: "Do you think the auction was like setting up a stall to prepare a linen and putting it on! This rental venue, this booth was used to trigger auction albums, labor costs, desserts and wines... all costs money!"

The little demon was stunned: "Is there anything else?"

Qian Jinjin was about to cry: "What do you think!?"

Xiao Yao scratched his head: "How much does it cost at the lowest price?"

"At the lowest, it will cost about 100,000 yuan." Qian Jinjin squatted on the ground and said, "If you make money, it will be fine, but if the auction is smashed, then all the money will be wasted."

The little demon twitched in his heart and said, "Uncle Qian, do you have more than 100,000 yuan?"

Qian Jinjin rolled his eyes, stood up and turned his pockets all over, and grabbed a handful of bad tickets: "It's all here!"

"My day! You don't have it even if you have about one hundred thousand!?"

"Ten yuan! You either!?"

The little demon sighed to the sky: Damn, isn’t this for me?

A penny stumped the hero, let alone a hundred thousand. The little demon and Qianjinjinjin were depressed and depressed, and the office was quiet.

"A hundred thousand, ten thousand..." The little demon knocked on the table, muttering, and said, "You can give it a try."

"What!?" Qian Jinjin was so angry: "I want to listen, how do you try!"

"Uncle Qian, isn't it just about 100,000 yuan? I'll leave it to me. You can quickly report it to Xu Wenhao and say you want to hold a small auction. I'll find a way to find this money."

"Little Demon, I know you want to help Uncle Qian. Uncle Qian has received your heart. Stop making trouble." Qian Jinjin shook his head and said.

The little demon opened his eyes: "Uncle Qian, do you think I have time to joke with you?! I am very busy! If you ask you to do it, you can do it! There is so much nonsense!"

"What a fucking thing?"

"That's necessary! Write a report quickly! By the way, Xu Wenhao won't disagree, right?"

"It should be no problem. We will pay for our own people and money. He can't control so much without using the company's name." Qian Jinjin thought for a while and said.

"That's it. Go and write a report, I'll go find money, and come back tonight and then make up the specific matters. That's it." Xiao Yao stood up and slapped his butt and left.

"A little ancestor!" Looking at his lazy back, Qian Jinjin was so amused and laughed. He shook his head, took out a fountain pen from the pen holder, and wrote his report stroke by stroke.

At the door of the company, the little demon squatted on the ground, looked up at the sky, and muttered in his mouth.

"A hundred thousand, ten thousand, I have 20 thousand or 30 thousand on hand. Where can I find me if I have the rest? Dao Master! Dao! It's really a big deal that I can't sell myself!"

Just as I was thinking, I saw a familiar sports car parked in front of me with a squeak.

When he saw the car, the little demon was immediately happy: "Damn it, I was so sleepy that someone handed me a pillow, there was a door."

"Little Demon, come with me!" The pheasant came out and roared anxiously.

The little demon stood up, got into the car, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Boss is looking for you."

"What are you looking for me?"

Shan Ji smiled and said, "What else can I do? Isn't it just the old man's business?"

"Damn, you'll find all the things so soon?"

"It's just a little thing, and the old man's identity is widely mobilized, so he will naturally get it done. However, it took a lot of effort." Shan Ji said.

"As long, let's go." The little demon nodded.

As soon as Shan Ji stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out.

"Shan Ji, let's discuss something with you." While the car was empty, the little demon was in trouble.

"Brothers, that's all we can discuss! Tell me quickly!"

"Do you have money?" Xiao Yao smiled.

"I'll wipe..." Shan Ji stopped the car with a squeak.

"What do you mean?" Shan Ji said with her eyes wide open.

The little demon said flatteringly: "Brother, I'm going to do something big recently. I'm a little tight, so I'll borrow some money to spend."

"It's easy to say." Shan Ji took out her wallet from her pocket and threw it to the little demon.

The little demon took it over and opened it, wow!

There are more than a dozen cards inside, and there are tens of thousands of dollars in cash alone!

"Yes, brother, I won't get more. Two hundred thousand is enough! Find a bank to stop by, and I'll use the card to withdraw money."

"Die you!" Shan Ji said angrily.

The little demon was not happy: "Hey, Shan Ji! You are just talking nonsense, right? Who said that we brothers just now! You don't want to lend you 200,000 yuan!"

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