Lin Zhengde is more concerned about this antique trade fair than Duan Xiaoming, after all, this is the bargaining chip he uses to turn over.
However, Duan Xiaoming was lying on the bed at this time, and it was impossible to help.
"Master, it's not convenient for me to have some important things here, so why don't I send someone over to help you."
Duan Xiaoming said to Lin Zhengde.
It's not that Duan Xiaoming has important things to deal with, but this thing doesn't want to say that he was beaten, he is the prince of Shanshui Media, so he naturally has to take care of face.
Lin Zhengde replied: "It's okay, Xiaoming, if you want to be ready, you still have to divide the account according to what we agreed in advance." ” "Okay, Master, it doesn't matter if you have money or not, Master, when will you pass on to me what you have learned all your life?"
Duan Xiaoming asked.
In fact, what Duan Xiaoming really cares about is not money, what he needs now is fame.
In order to catch up with the "Huadu Five Youths", Duan Xiaoming wants to be a cultural person, and if he becomes an antique appraisal expert, his reputation will also improve.
Moreover, Duan Xiaoming and his master Lin Zhengde each take what they need.
What Lin Zhengde needs is money, Duan Xiaoming wants to be famous, the two have worked together a few times in the past few years, but Lin Zhengde only taught Duan Xiaoming half of the treasure appreciation skills, and Lin Zhengde's ability to press the bottom of the box still retains more than half of it.
Lin Zhengde's purpose is to firmly tie Duan Xiaoming and rely on Duan Xiaoming's investment and interpersonal relationships to make money.
Privately, Lin Zhengde has a team that specializes in making imitations, and under his personal supervision, the imitations made by the team can almost be fake.
And these imitations are sold in the antique trading market, which is why once the antique fair is held, Lin Zhengde can make a lot of money.
And to make these imitations and open up sales, it depends on Duan Xiaoming's interpersonal relationships and circle of friends.
In the rich circle, there is no shortage of rich people who are vassals and elegant, and people who engage in collectible decoration culture, this phenomenon is actually not uncommon.
Duan Xiaoming's family has a big business, so naturally he has a lot of rich friends, so this is a very good market for Lin Zhengde.
It can be said that Duan Xiaoming and Lin Zhengde use each other, and they are not good birds.
"Xiaoming, after this antique trade summit is over, I will pass on all what I have learned all my life to you, and you will be my closed disciple."
Lin Zhengde is painting a big cake for Duan Xiaoming again.
After listening, Duan Xiaoming was looking forward to it.
"Master, okay, you can hurry up and get busy."
A rich son like Duan Xiaoming is not short of money or women, what he lacks is a good image.
In order to make himself higher, he can't wait to spend some money on himself and improve his reputation.
After ending the call with Master Lin Zhengde, Duan Xiaoming had already sent someone to find out Wu Liang's identity.
"The majority shareholder of Fuli?
Hehe, what about the major shareholders, Fuli is not as good as Shanshui Media. ” After Duan Xiaoming learned about it, he was very disdainful.
If you compare Fuli International Hotel with Shanshui Media, there is indeed a gap.
Among all the enterprises in Huadu, in terms of total assets, Fuli International Hotel is the second echelon, and Shanshui Media is the first echelon.
Of course, in terms of international popularity, Fuli is slightly stronger, because Fuli is a service industry and has a wide audience, while Shanshui Media is only well-known in Huaxia.
In any case, from Duan Xiaoming's disdainful gaze, he looked down on Wu Liang's identity very much.
In Duan Xiaoming's eyes, the major shareholder of Fuli International Hotel is still worth a certain gap compared with him, and if he is the founder of Fuli, he can still be on an equal footing with him.
It's just that Duan Xiaoming doesn't know that in terms of total assets, he is no more than Wu Liang.
Wu Liang's real identity is the founder and chairman of the loser subgroup, and he has integrated Li's Media, together with his live broadcast platform and online bookstore and other industries, with total assets of more than 10 billion.
It's just that Wu Liang is from the provincial capital, and the loser subgroup has just been integrated, and it has not yet completely opened its reputation in Huaxia and made a fortune.
Duan Xiaoming thought that Wu Liang's worth was lower than him, and his mood was much more relaxed.
"The people who have offended me will end up miserable, and a rich shareholder dares to yell at me?!"
Duan Xiaoming decided that if he met Wu Liang again next time, no matter what method he used, he would let Wu Liang be in his hands and ruthlessly plant him.
In the blink of an eye, the Huadu Antique Trading Summit arrived as scheduled.
Early in the morning, Wu Liang was still asleep, holding Song Qianqian's smooth and delicate body, and was woken up by Liu Shan with several phone calls in succession.
Liu Shan seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and couldn't wait to call Wu Liang and go to the antique trading summit together.
For this kind of fanatic, Wu Liang also felt very helpless, who let him and Liu Shan be friends for the New Year.
Moreover, Wu Liang had promised to accompany Liu Shan to the antique fair to get a few treasures, and the goal was Qi Baishi's authentic works.
If he can find the true trace of Qi Baishi and get his hands, Liu Shan will also fulfill his wish.
"Qianqian, after breakfast, I want to accompany Mr.
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Liu to the antique fair, you are obedient at home."
Wu Liang said, kissing Song Qianqian's forehead lightly.
Song Qianqian's face was shy, and he nodded obediently.
"Got it, husband, I'll be waiting for you to come back in the evening in a lolita-style sailor suit."
Wu Liang reached out and touched Song Qianqian's little head, and said with a smile: "Qianqian, if you are like this, my body will be hollowed out." ” "Husband, I'm going to get up and go get breakfast for you."
After Song Qianqian finished speaking, wearing cute pink pajamas, he got out of Wu Liang's sturdy arms, and then jumped out of bed and stepped on his slippers.
"Let the babysitter come, it's okay to go out to eat."
Wu Liang took Song Qianqian's little hand.
"No, I'm going to do it for my husband myself, and it will be fine soon."
Song Qianqian insisted on making breakfast for Wu Liang, being spoiled like this by his cute wife, a sweet life can kill people.
After eating his cute wife's loving breakfast, Wu Liang asked 9527 to drive and pick up Liu Shan together, and then the three of them went to the Huadu Antique Trading Summit together.
Since it is a summit, it is not as simple as trading antiques in the usual market.
It is not only necessary to trade antiques, but also to exchange culture and pass on the spirit, which is also the purpose of Huadu to hold this conference.
The leading figures in the industry are back on the scene, and there are important representatives to speak on stage, and after a series of procedures have been completed, it is the antique trade.
Whoever is an antique collector can bring their own collection and trade while communicating.
Large collectors like Lin Zhengde will exhibit and trade their collections in the designated places provided by the organizers.
This antique trade conference is very large and lively.
The car stopped in a parking space not far away, 9527 was waiting in the car, and Wu Liang and Liu Shan entered the scene together.