In the office of the editor-in-chief of Haicheng Evening News, the editor-in-chief Liu Shucheng called Lin Xirong, the reporter who had written these two reports, into the office. He paced and said excitedly:

"The response to these two reports has been very good, very good! After discussion, we decided to open a separate section about antiques for you. Please hurry up and collect more relevant materials."

"Okay, editor-in-chief, I will." Lin Xirong smiled happily and nodded.

"By the way, especially the genius appraiser in the report. You must follow up on this person and keep digging for his story. After the citizens read the report on the appreciation meeting, they had a great response and they are all paying attention to this person.

." Liu Shucheng emphasized.

"As for the interview compensation you mentioned, there is no problem at all. I have already informed the accounting department, you can just go and get it."

"Okay, Editor Liu, I'm going back first." Lin Xirong stood up, turned and walked towards the door.

Liu Shucheng turned his head and glanced at Lin Xirong's graceful back, especially the hot curves of her waist and hips and her long and beautiful legs. There was a slight fire in his eyes, but he quickly shook his head.

He remembered, however, that when reporter Lin, the most beautiful woman in Haicheng newspaper, came to report on the first day, the president made a special appearance with a kind smile and a few cordial greetings. He knew the meaning behind this very well.

Lin Xirong withdrew two thousand yuan in compensation from the newspaper, and after remitting it to Xue Chen immediately, she called: "Xue Chen, hello, I have already transferred your interview compensation fee to the account you left for me.

Bank Account."

"Thank you very much, Reporter Lin."

"I should thank you. Your interviews and reports have once again increased the newspaper's sales a lot."

Lin Xirong smiled and said: "By the way, Mr. Xue Chen, do you have other more exciting experiences and stories? Of course, there will be compensation."

Xue Chen, who was on the other side of the phone, pondered for a while. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he said cheerfully: "It's true, it's about paintings within paintings."

"Picture within a picture?!" Lin Xirong was a little confused.

Xue Chen briefly talked about the painting within the painting, which immediately aroused Lin Xirong's excitement and thought it was very selling point.

"If you want to know more about it, you can go to the Zhuoyue Antique Store on Sandao Street. The picture-in-picture is hung there. For more detailed information, you can consult the store manager Wang Dong. Remember, when reporting, Zhuoyue Antique Store can write it down.

No need to replace it with some antique shop.”

Xue Chen's meaning was very clear. Since he had hooked up with Lin Xirong, why not take this opportunity to give Zhuoyue Antique Store a big free advertisement. After all, Zhuoyue Antique Store owned half of his shares.

Lin Xirong smiled knowingly: "Mr. Xue, you really know how to use resources, but don't worry, I can."

"Reporter Lin, it's just a win-win situation." Xue Chen replied with a smile.

After the antique appraisal meeting, Xue Chen was very proud of himself and became a very prestigious upstart in the Haicheng City antique circle. After all, he had discovered the authenticity of the antique that had attracted the attention of five big players in the circle.

But some people are unhappy, even painful. They wanted to hide away and be quiet, but a newspaper brought back painful memories.

"Snapped!"

Luo Jiang, the chief appraiser of Zhenbaoxuan, sat on the brown sofa and slapped an evening newspaper in his hand on the crystal coffee table. His fair face was filled with green air, looking extremely annoyed and frustrated.

After the appraisal meeting, he and Sun Jinyang took leave, planning to rest for a while and calm down their terrible mood. Today they came to his cousin's house for a casual meal. Unexpectedly, he saw a report about the appraisal meeting in the newspaper. .

"It must be Shen Wanjun who is doing this, a despicable villain!"

"Da Jiang, what report did you read to make you so angry?" Luo Hai, Luo Jiang's cousin, asked from the side.

Luo Hai was not as fat as Luo Jiang. He was very well-proportioned. He had his hair combed back and looked very energetic. He took the newspaper in his hand and looked at it for a few times before letting out a laugh.

"Today's newspapers will do anything for the sake of sales. The writing about this antique appreciation meeting is too mysterious, especially at the end, a Tang Dynasty antique worth millions was smashed. It's really ridiculous. No wonder I used a pseudonym. Afraid of being exposed."

The corner of Luo Jiang's mouth twitched. His cousin's family had no idea that the Tang Sancai was broken under his feet, but he could really see it.

"By the way, Dajiang, I was passing by Sandao Street a while ago and happened to pick up something. You are in this business. Please help me open your eyes." Luo Hai got up and returned to the study, taking out a piece of jade wrapped in cloth. , with unconcealable excitement on his face.

"I picked it up from an old lady from the countryside. I could tell by her accent that the old lady was from the countryside. She said that her old man had broken his leg due to a falling rock and needed money to be hospitalized. I just spent the money. Three thousand invited this Southern Song Dynasty Hetian jade Guanyin statue back."

Put it on the coffee table, and after lifting the cloth, Luo Jiang glanced at it without touching it, so he shook his head and sighed: "Brother, don't believe those words anymore. If it were me, I could weave a basket. If there is no duplicate, this is not Hetian jade, it is worthless Qinghai jade. Moreover, no matter which dynasty, the Guanyin statue will not be buried with it in the tomb. It will only have patina. Where does it come from? It looks like a strong acid bite. Come out and make old ones.”

"I told you that it was fake. It was your turn to pick it up. It was a disaster for money."

Luo Hai's wife, Wang Hongmei, walked into the living room from the kitchen with a fruit plate, and glared at Luo Hai complainingly, "If you were really as good as the genius appraiser reported in the newspaper."

Putting down the fruit plate, Wang Hongmei suddenly said: "Well, I remember Xiaobing's college boyfriend seems to be studying archeology. He should also work in this field after graduation. I don't know how he is doing now."

"Hmph, don't mention him. If that kid can be half as good as the appraiser in the newspaper, I would agree to let him date Xiao Bing, but is it possible?" Luo Hai was blinded by three thousand yuan because of his own eye. Qian was worried and waved his hand irritably.

"Yes." Wang Hongmei nodded in agreement.

…

The business in Daxing was very good during this period. Xue Chen was very busy every day and it was very hard. Shen Wanjun also saw it, so he told Xue Chen that except for important transactions that required his appraisal, other You can leave all the work to Liu Gan.

Xue Chen was very grateful for Shen Wanjun's kindness. He was really tired during this period and needed to take a good rest and relax.

He originally planned to have a good sleep, but early in the morning, his cell phone rang.

"This Fatty Wang..."

Xue Chen lay in bed and glanced at the hung up cell phone. Fatty Wang's excited and somewhat incoherent voice was still echoing in his ears, as if spittle had sprayed onto his face through the phone.

"Just an interview with a newspaper, that's all?"

In addition to Lin Xirong going to Excellence Pawn Shop for an interview about the painting within the painting, Fatty Wang also fully expressed his high respect for him.

Xue Chen smiled and asked how high Gao Gao was. Fatty Wang said seriously that it was as high as a three-story building. Both of them laughed on the phone.

Wang Dong said that he also went to the Yongtai Street Antique Appreciation Party that day, but he went relatively late, and by the time he arrived, the second round was already underway.

When he finally saw Xue Chen's hand slipping and smashing Tang Sancai into pieces, he had already begun to plan in his mind to compensate Liu Songnian's landscape painting. Fortunately, it was a false alarm.

In addition, there is good news, that is, the old Indian sandalwood plaque has been completely processed and polished into more than 20 pieces of jewelry.

The two discussed it on the phone and decided to hold a small Indian Laoshan exhibition on the second floor of the Excellence Pawn Shop.

On the phone, Fatty Wang smiled and took over all the arrangements for the venue, while leaving the matter of inviting guests to the trade fair entirely to Xue Chen.

Xue Chen didn't think much about it. It is no exaggeration to say that with his current reputation in the Haicheng antique circle, as long as he spreads the word, there will be many collectors rushing to come!

Just as he was about to throw the phone on the bedside table, it suddenly rang again. He didn't even look at it and answered the call.

"Little brother, where are you now?"

Ning Xuanxuan's charming voice came from the phone.

Xue Chen's scalp went numb, and he immediately lied without blushing: "Sister Xuan, I'm...on a business trip out of town. The boss asked me to meet a client from out of town. Is there anything wrong?"

"Oh, I'm out of town, when will I come back?" Ning Xuanxuan continued to ask with a smile.

"That's not necessarily true. It mainly depends on how well the communication with this out-of-town customer goes." Xue Chen gritted his teeth and continued to reply.

"Oh, there's nothing important. It's just that after I came back from your place last time, an earring was missing. I think it might have been left at your place. I'm at the door of your house now, and I plan to open the door and go in to look for it.

, so I called you to tell you so that I don’t see anything I shouldn’t have seen.” On the phone, Ning Xuanxuan’s voice sounded like a smile but not a smile.

Xue Chen hit his forehead and said feebly: "Sister Xuan, wait a moment, I'll open the door right now."

After getting dressed, he opened the door and saw Ning Xuanxuan, wearing a light gray sportswear, standing at the door, looking at him with a playful expression.

She must have just gone for a morning exercise. Ning Xuanxuan's porcelain-white neck was still glistening with sweat stains, and her delicate cheeks were flushed with a healthy flush after exercise. She looked particularly bright and charming, like a rose stained with dewdrops.

.

"I'm here to formally inform you that tomorrow night is my grandfather's birthday. In case you forget, I will come to pick you up and dress more formally. As for the birthday gift, I have also prepared it for you. If you want to prepare it yourself,

It doesn’t hurt to express your feelings..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Xue Chen hurriedly stopped Ning Xuanxuan, "Sister Xuan, I haven't promised you to attend your grandfather's birthday party yet."

Ning Xuanxuan opened her bright eyes and said in an innocent tone of surprise: "Didn't you promise me that day?"
Chapter completed!