Chapter 21 Mr. Li

Wang Xiaomu was a little entangled when he saw the mature beauty sitting in front of him, because in his heart, the people in the auction house should be at the level of an old man, because this can show the background of an auction house, so Wang Xiaomu was worried there.

On one side, Shu Lan looked at Wang Xiaomu sitting there in a daze. He didn't take out his own things and said, "Do you let me see your auction items, or do you have nothing to sell at all? If so, please, I still have to work.

As soon as Wang Xiaomu heard this, he knew that the woman in front of him regarded him as playing. An evil fire threw the bag in his hand in front of Shu Lan in his chest. He raised his head and said, "Don't make a sound first. Look at the things inside and feel that the Lord's words are talking." After saying that, he held his chest and counted the nails on the ceiling.

Shu Lan looked at the bag thrown in front of her. At first glance, the bag of the fishing rod was hard. It should contain something in paper. Then she opened the bag directly with her hand and pulled out the wrapped stamps inside. Looking at the simple preservation method, Shu Lan couldn't help laughing and saying, "Well, it's quite tightly wrapped. Isn't it just a painting? Is it necessary?"

"Is it necessary to read it later? Be careful not to get it dirty. You can't afford it." After Wang Xiaomu heard Shu Lan's mocking words, he just smiled and said simply.

Shu Lan directly opened the stamp wrapped by Wang Xiaomu. Originally, she thought that she could see what was inside by opening one layer, but so far she has torn down three layers. Before she saw the things inside, she said angrily, "How many layers have you wrapped? Are you here to sell things or do you think of us as a break? It's rotten!"

Wang Xiaomu didn't say anything but quietly watched Shu Lan open his wrapped stamps there. It was not until Shu Lan dismantled to the fourth floor that the monkey ticket slowly appeared. It turned out to be a monkey ticket," Shu Lan said in her heart. In fact, I have seen countless monkey tickets after working in the auction house for so many years, and now it doesn't look so new.

Looking at the little guy sitting opposite, now he knew that he auctioned the monkey ticket, so he put down the half of the stamp and said slowly, "It turns out that you are going to entrust us to auction the 80th version of the monkey ticket. Is there anything else?"

Shu Lan's meaning of this is, isn't it just a monkey ticket? I've seen too much and it's not fresh. If there's nothing else, just leave quickly.

Wang Xiaomu heard what she meant, but he just owed a little bit to better integrate himself into the sofa. He said lazily, "You haven't finished dismantling it yet. Continue to dismantle it." Then he sat opposite Shu Lan and looked at her.

"Huh, is there anything else? Isn't it just a monkey ticket?" Shu Lan said to herself slightly, but after listening to Wang Xiaomu's words, she calmed down a little and continued to start the unpacking business. When she put the four versions of monkey tickets on the table, there was already a dense layer of sweat on her forehead, because in the monkey tickets that Shulan had contacted before, the complete fourth editions like today had never been seen as the monkey tickets that had just left the printing house, which directly affected its price. But when she took out the red of the national rivers and mountains wrapped under a thick layer of wall calendar paper, she was stunned and stared at the stamp in her chair.

"Are you ready? Do I have the right to auction things in your auction house now? Wang Xiaomu couldn't help laughing when he saw Shu Lan in a daze, because he didn't expect that the woman saw a red stamp with this expression, which increased Wang Xiaomu's desire to flirt with her.

"Okay, okay, wait a minute, I'll call an appraiser." Seeing the legendary stamp appear in front of her, Shu Lan's calm heart couldn't help but panic. She didn't dare to look at Wang Xiaomu's eyes and could only escape from her office with the reason of calling the appraiser.

Looking at Shu Lan running out of his office in a trot, Wang Xiaomu asked the compass, "Am I that terrible?"

"It's not that terrible. It was our bastard's anger that shocked her, so she ran away." The compass was humorous at the right time.

Just when Wang Xiaomu and the compass were thinking nonsense, they only heard a series of footsteps at the door, accompanied by urgent shouts: "Mr. Li, slow down, slow down. It's about to arrive."

"I can't be in a hurry. The legendary treasures have appeared. I can't be in a hurry. And how do you manage the people under you? You dare to let our God stay alone in the office in such a big deal. What if we leave?" With a loud voice came.

Wang Xiaomu didn't know that Shu Lan ran to the appraiser behind the office and said that someone took a version of the stamps of "National Rivers and Mountains Are Red" for auction. All the appraisers present thought that Shu Lan was fooling people, because there are very few red stamps now, and most of the stamps circulating on the market are on the market. It was imitated in the later stage. So I took Shu Lan's words as a joke, but Shu Lan said that in addition to an infrared, there is also a perfect monkey ticket. Now those appraisers can't sit still, because why can't people with 4 versions of the perfect monkey ticket have a piece of red? So all the appraisers wanted to contact the customer, but Mr. Li spoke. This time's appraisal was up to him, because no one in the stamp industry in China could compare with Mr. Li. When he saw this master talking, the others looked at Mr. Wang with envious eyes. Because they all know that if that version of the red is true, Mr. Li's name will shine again in the appraisal world. So Mr. Li jogged to Shulan's office, not forgetting to complain about how Shulan entertained the guests.

A burst of rapid footsteps stopped at the door. Wang Xiaomu withdrew his confused mind and looked at the door. The door opened and it was the manager who received her first, but she was only responsible for opening the door. After the door opened, she stood there, slightly lowering her waist and making a gesture of inviting you in. Only then did Wang Xiaomu know that a big man was coming. He was a little nervous. At this time, the compass said in his mind, "What are you nervous about? We are here to sell things. They ask us to sell. Don't be nervous and calm down."

Wang Xiaomu looked at Shu Lan and did not look at Mr. Wang who came in with a smile on his face. Then he picked up the water glass on the table and drank and said, "General Manager, why did you come so late? Don't you want to do my business? If you don't say it earlier, I'll just leave. After saying that, he made a look like he was going to leave.

"Don't, sir, our general manager did something wrong. I have already educated her later. I hope you don't mind. What... Didn't you come to entrust us to auction things? Can you show me? I'm Li Kefeng, the chief appraiser here. Mr. Wang, who stood aside, was not annoyed by Wang Xiaomu's unreasonableness and said slowly.

"Sir, we have the most professional appraiser and the most perfect team to serve you. Although there are one or two black sheep when there is time, I dare to say that only we can buy your things at the highest price, and only our service can make you get the greatest benefit. So choosing us is equivalent to choosing your greatest interests. Sir, can you show me the items you commissioned us to auction now? Mr. Li said to Wang Xiaomu with a smile on his face.

Wang Xiaomu looked at such an old man making such an expression of God in front of him, and he had decided to identify the stamp for him. However, the compass used the matter just now to compete for the greatest interests and continued to make Wang Xiaomu look calm. Wang Xiaomu said to Mr. Li according to the compass, "Mr. Li, it's not that I don't want to auction things here, but your people actually look down on people. I just took a wall calendar paper and wrapped a good stamp. Why didn't you talk to me when I entered the door, saying that it was the best auction house, but this quality is really that. He said that only this beautiful manager asked about the business I want to do. If it hadn't been for her, I would have left and moved long ago. The things I entrusted were on the table. You can always look at it by yourself. Wang Xiaomu didn't want an innocent woman to lose her job because of his own reasons, so he took Shu Lan's fault a little bit and attributed all the faults to the reception work in the hall, because those people really didn't pay attention to themselves. Don't blame me for losing their jobs.

"Okay, sir, please make a appointment. I'll identify it right away." As soon as Mr. Li heard that Wang Xiaomu agreed to auction here, he hurriedly began to identify.

Mr. Li first put on a pair of white gloves and took out a magnifying glass from the tool box beside him. The stamp had been removed by Shu Lan. The 4th edition of the monkey ticket and the red version were placed separately. Mr. Li first looked at the monkey ticket carefully. Originally, Wang Xiaomu's heart was red first, but it was a little strange for Mr. Li to see the monkey ticket first. Mr. Li looked at it for half an hour. Wang Xiaomu was a little impatient and thought, "This must be true. I took it out directly from the post office warehouse." But these words can only be thought in mind. After reading it, Mr. Li closed his eyes and rested for a while, and then said, "Sir, I didn't expect your monkey ticket to be so perfect. Even the taste of the new printing factory is preserved. I didn't expect to see such a good-quality monkey ticket. Shu Lan quickly brought a vacuum box. I can't let the taste go away. The price will be much less. Mr. Ha, don't mind my gaffe."

Wang Xiaomu didn't expect that his stamps still needed a vacuum box to be preserved. Seeing that Mr. Li was not like this, it was not easy to make a calm expression and said, "Mr. Li, don't call me Xiaomu. My friends call me Xiaomu, so let me ask, how much can these monkey tickets be sold?

"Then I'll rely on the old and sell the old. I'll call you Xiaomu." Mr. Li looked at Wang Xiaomu with a smile and said, but thought to himself, "Finally, I won't leave. It seems that that version is really red. This time I'm going to be famous again. First, I guess it will be so interesting to see how the stamps are preserved."