Chapter 705 Museum Opening

"How much did you charge?"

Zhuang Rui casually asked, he would be as busy as a rabbit father. How could he have time to see the money recorded?

Then again, Zhuang Rui's opening ceremony is ready to lose money. There are more than 300 well-known Tibetan experts in China who are sure to come. Coupled with the red envelopes of various news media units, they can't be taken without five million.

"Brother Zhuang, I have received a total of 1.38 million..."

Xiaojing can't hide the excitement on her face, although her and Nobita's salary are not low now. But I haven't seen so much money. The two cardboard boxes under her are already full of money.

"What? More than 1 million?"

Zhuang Rui was also surprised when he heard the words. He felt that it was already great to have two or three hundred thousand yuan. Unexpectedly, only 70 or eighty people came here, and the gift money was more than 1 million yuan. If all the people came back, I'm afraid that it would not be his own five million expenses, so he would make up for it

But Zhuang Rui is a little puzzled. He has been standing here all the time. It seems that there is not so much cash, right?

"Yes, it's more than 1 million, Brother Zhuang, these people gave cash checks..."

Xiaojing pointed to several names in the book. Zhuang Rui took a glance. The gift numbers of Bai Feng and others were 50,000 yuan, while several people from Hong Kong, such as the Pai brothers and sisters and Mr. Zheng, were all 200,000 yuan. They also conformed to China's national conditions, otherwise it would be nothing for them to give three or five million yuan

Zhuang Rui couldn't help smiling bitterly in his heart. These are all human feelings. It seems that he has to find a housekeeper or assistant to help him take care of these idle things.

Chinese people pay the most attention to face. In case someone else has a wedding and funeral to open a shop in the future, and if they forget it, they will offend others to death.

Thinking about it, it's only two or three. In an hour, he received millions of congratulatory gifts. Zhuang Rui was also shocked in his heart. I remember that when he was a child, someone in his neighborhood got married and gave him 5 yuan and 10 yuan, which was a good deal. This time was only more than 10 years, but this favor More.

"Wu'er, do you want to go in and have a rest? I'll keep an eye on you?"

Today, Zhuang Rui's museum opened, and Ouyang Jun was also the main family. He was talking with some people in it just now, but he was not a person in the antique circle. Except for a few words with Bai Feng, he had nothing in common with others. After a while, he ran out.

"No, fourth brother, when the leader comes, just say hello for me..."

Zhuang Rui was really tired. It was almost noon, and the sun was scorched on his body, that is, the warm winter and cool summer silk robe was also soaked in sweat.

"What leader wants me to receive?"

Ouyang Jun curled his lips and said disapprovingly. Although he is not a member of the officialdom, there are really few people who can come to the opening of the museum in Beijing today and make him condescending to welcome him.

"Come on, fourth brother, go cool down again. I'm going to be busy..."

Zhuang Rui saw another group of people carrying five or six flower baskets in the distance and hurriedly welcomed down the steps. There was no class in Zhuang Rui's mind. They were all guests, all for their own face. There was nothing to say favoritism. Basically, for everyone who came, he came forward in person.

"Boss Zhuang, congratulations, you didn't post, I'm here uninvited..."

Zhuang Rui is no stranger to this group. He is led by the young master of the capital, Yang Bo, and there are several people in it who have made trouble in his jewelry store. After seeing Zhuang Rui at this moment, he is also full of congratulations.

"Hehe, what did Yang Shao say? I'm afraid you're busy and don't have time. Brother, let's go and sit inside..."

Zhuang Rui has no good impression on these people, but he has no bad feelings. Over the past half of the years, this group of dy people in the capital have helped the business of many jewelry stores, at least tens of millions.

"Boss Zhuang, let me introduce to you, this is my mother..."

After Yang Bo heard Zhuang Rui's words, he did not move and gave up his body. A middle-aged woman dressed up appeared in front of Zhuang Rui.

"Oh, it turned out to be Ms. Zhao. The shop opened, which shocked you. How can I be embarrassed..."

Zhuang Rui knew that the beautiful woman in front of him, who was only in her thirties, was actually in her fifties. More than 10 years ago, from a small restaurant. It has developed into the current catering group, which is a figure that should not be underestimated.

"Mr. Zhuang is too polite. Last time, the child was rude and kept saying that he would apologize to you in person..."

Ms. Zhao's posture is relatively low, and her tone of voice is just a peer relationship. She is just a businessman and a businessman, and she doesn't have the airs of the elders in front of Zhuang Rui.

In the ancient times, there was the ranking of scholars, farmers, industry and commerce. Business was the most lowly and statusless profession. Like Fan stupid in history, he made great contributions to destroy Wu. However, due to the later business, he finally had no chance to be recorded in history with historical celebrities because of the experience of abandoning officials and business.

Of course, in modern society, farming is considered to be the least promising. Whether a person can make money or not has become the only criterion to measure his ability.

But at a certain level of society, officials still rank first, and businessmen, no matter how big the business is, they still have to pick up their tails in front of some people.

"What does Ms. Zhao say, and... Come on, please..."

Except for girls like girls under the age of ten, Zhuang Rui really doesn't know how to deal with women. After a polite sentence, he let go and invite this group of people to sit in.

At the beginning of the renovation of the museum, Zhuang Rui left a conference room that could accommodate more than 500 people for future academic exchanges. Fortunately, the conference room of the museum was large enough, otherwise most of them would have to accompany themselves to bask in the sun today.

"This is... Mr. Ouyang, right?

Walking to the door of the museum, Ms. Zhao stopped, because she saw Ouyang Jun. In 49 cities, there were not many people who did business of a certain scale, but they did not know Ouyang Jun.

And Ms. Zhao is a catering person. Some time ago, I heard that Ouyang Jun wanted to transfer to the club, and she had always wanted to find someone to talk about it. The purpose of her coming here today was also to see if she could meet Ouyang Jun. Unexpectedly, she met him before she entered the door.

"Fourth brother, please greet Ms. Zhao..."

When Zhuang Rui saw someone coming outside, he quickly sued him. Regardless of whether Ouyang Jun was willing or not, he arranged an errand for him.

Most of the people behind are from some government departments, including the leaders of the Beijing Museum Department and industrial and commercial tax officials. Zhuang Rui doesn't know anyone except the former director of the district office who has been promoted to secretary.

These people were naturally handed over to Huangfuyun for hospitality. Although some officials are not big, the actual power is not small. As the saying goes, county officials are not as good as the current management. These people must be served carefully. Of course, none of them who can be officials in Beijing will not go out of the road to give Zhuang Rui eye medicine.

As the opening time approaches, more and more people come. The people in this antique circle are okay. There is something to say if they know each other, but those travel agencies and leaders at all levels need to be accompanied by someone. Not to mention Zhuang Rui, Liu Chuan and Zhao Guodong, who specially came from Pengcheng, are very busy. Hand it over.

The people of Ouyang's family, in addition to the arrival of the Ouyang army, although the brothers of Ouyang Lei did not come, they also sent flower baskets. About one or two hundred meters from the gate of the whole museum, there were all kinds of flower baskets full of celebration, so that passers-by couldn't help but stop and

"Brother Zhuang, the teacher is here. Hurry up and welcome me..."

Just as Zhuang Rui couldn't breathe, Fatty Jin suddenly ran out of it. He wore less in summer, and the two pieces of fat on his chest rippled up and down like a woman.

"Didn't the master say he would come in the afternoon?"

Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, but he still followed Fatty Jin to the parking lot. Before he got to the parking lot, he saw the master sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed over by his nephew.

"Sir, how dare I bother you to come on such a hot day..."

Zhuang Rui grabbed an umbrella, ran to the wheelchair, and quickly covered the sun for the master. Compared with the last time he saw the old man, his face was much better. It seems that his aura is still very effective for the recovery of the old man's physical function.

"Xiaozhuang, you have to revitalize traditional culture. The old man has nothing to give, so he can only come to support..."

The old man is very humorous, but his eyes keep looking at the wall behind the flower basket. On those walls, there are spray painting surfaces in various exhibition halls in the museum, which are very exquisitely made.

The old man looked at it very carefully. From time to time, he looked up and asked Zhuang Rui a few words. He was in good spirits. It doesn't look like an old man in his 90s.

The people in the antique world who were supposed to sit in the conference room and chatted. When they heard the master coming, their buttocks could no longer sit still, and they all rushed out of the door.

At this time, we can also see the status of everyone in the antique industry. Mr. Ma leads, and several students of the master follow, as well as the experts and professors of various museums, can finally rank those more famous collectors.

Like Manager Zhang and others from Zhengzhou, they can only stand outside the circle and watch from afar.

Master came, Zhuang Rui must be with him, because the old man is too old and he is by his side. In case something happens, he can be treated in time.

When entering the conference room, Zhuang Rui released a trace of aura, empted into the master's body, and entered the air-conditioned room from the outside. It suddenly cooled down, but it did not attract the attention of the gentleman.

"Secretary Wang? What is he calling for?"

Zhuang Rui was chatting with the old man. When he was introducing the old man with the museum colored page, his mobile phone suddenly turned up. When he looked down, it showed that Zhuang Rui was a little confused.