God Level Golden Eye

The Treasure Appreciation Conference opened. This incident was originally related to Song Yun, but after the Yuan Qinghua incident, he basically retired, and even Zhenbao Pavilion did not play a role in this incident. But even so, for those who are truly expert and knowledgeable, the reputation of Treasure Pavilion has not been affected at all, on the contrary, it is more powerful and more people know it.

early morning.

Song Yun walked slowly into the treasure pavilion. Deng Xiaolan was already very busy answering the phone. She walked over and took a look at the notebook, and found that many words were densely written on it.

"Song Yun."

"If this continues, I have to apply for a work injury!"

Deng Xiaolan finished a call and pointed to her ear.

"I have never received so many calls like this for a while in my life!"

Deng Xiaolan is not so much complaining as it is sighing. He has never thought that the business of an antique shop would be so good that she is studying cultural relics restoration and has a certain understanding of the market for antiques. In other words, an antique shop can sell 10 pieces of 8 antiques a year. It’s just like selling antiques at Jumbo Pavilion. It’s too exaggerated. Although every antique makes not too much money, it’s normal. It’s just a 10% or even 5% commission, but it can’t hold up the large number, and what’s more, every antique is millions, or even tens of millions. The 10% or 5% commission is already very impressive. .

"Don't think about work-related injuries!"

"It's okay to process capital!"

"Let me talk to Sister Tang, and I will increase you 2,000 yuan in one month!"

Song Yun smiled. He was in a very good mood. Deng Xiaolan’s job seemed simple, but in fact it was very complicated. It is not a simple thing to find someone who is willing to answer the phone and has a certain understanding of antiques. The important thing is that Deng Xiaolan's work attitude is very conscientious and responsible. Such employees must be paid.

"thank you boss!"

Deng Xiaolan was very happy. The salary of her job at Jumbo Pavilion was already very high. In an instant, she added 2,000. No one would have trouble with the money. Most of her classmates studying cultural relic restoration have already switched careers and can truly engage in their own jobs. There are not many, and I am considered the best among them.

"Deng Xiaolan, who is also studying cultural relics restoration, naturally has a certain understanding of antiques. If you want to enter this line, my cousin and I will not stop you. You can go out for a stroll, even if you have a fancy antique, It’s okay to buy it and research it. I only have one requirement, that is, all of this must be built on the basis of your own work."

"If you can do this, nothing else is a problem. I don't ask you to have to stay in the antique shop at all times."

Song Yun knew that Deng Xiaolan must have thoughts in this regard. In fact, anyone who is in contact with the antique circle may have such thoughts. The charm of antiques or the temptation to pick up leaks is too great for ordinary people to bear. , I can’t do it myself, not to mention Deng Xiaolan, if Deng Xiaolan can complete your work, you have to develop your hobbies in this area, or even treat it as your future career, dreaming of opening an antique shop. There is no reason to refuse.

"really?!"

"Can I really do something like this?"

"Can I go shopping in the ghost market in the morning?!"

Deng Xiaolan's eyes widened and she was surprised. She learned about restoration of cultural relics and had a good understanding of antiques. After coming to Jumbo Pavilion, she had been exposed to all kinds of antiques all day long. Impossible, but because I know my job very well, I have been forcing myself not to buy antiques, not to look at antiques, worrying that Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao will feel that they are not doing their job properly. Now it is not easy to find a job with such a good salary. Unexpectedly, Song Yun would take the initiative to bring up this matter.

"of course can!"

"There is no problem at all!"

Song Yun nodded without hesitation. Deng Xiaolan works in the Jumbo Pavilion and has contact with antiques all day long. Even if she does not allow her, she will be sneaky. This is a matter of time. If this is the case, it is better to let go. As long as Deng Xiaolan does not affect her work, she thinks It's better to do whatever you want.

"Great!"

"Thank you!"

"Thank you so much!"

Deng Xiaolan laughed and turned into a flower.

Song Yun waved his hand, but it was just a trivial matter. He turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down and make tea with water. There is no special arrangement today, and he plans to just salt the fish for one day.