Before, Manager Zhao was always under pressure because of the slap in the agarwood. Part of it came from the solemn, and it felt a bit embarrassing that he had been deceived by the solemn boy, Zhuang Chong.

The other part comes from colleagues. It is often seen in antiques, but once it is well known, it is a laughing stock. Manager Zhao is naturally ridiculed by many colleagues.

As a result, Manager Zhao was a little resistant to the solemn invitation and did not want to be poked by his peers and said sarcastic words.

However, the grudges between these two parts were resolved by the name of Duan Fang, and the latter was resolved by this Haihuang shelf.

The agarwood that Manager Zhao had only one hundred million, but if this sea yellow airline creates momentum, it can be sold for five million. The value of the two is five times different, but it is a wonderful turnaround for Manager Zhao.

With this sea-yellow picking up the bargain, who dares to say that Manager Zhao is dizzy? He can earn five million by slapping his eyes with one million in front of his feet. This intuitive data-based ability reaction is the most convincing.

"Okay, Manager Zhao, let's sign the contract first? I'll let Xiao Liu stare at this sea-yellow arsenal, and I'll put it in the lobby immediately?" said solemnly to Manager Zhao.

Manager Zhao was like stroking his lover, still rubbing the wood pattern and couldn't let go of it.

After hearing the solemn words, Shopkeeper Zhao nodded reluctantly, woke up from his obsession, came to the lobby with the solemn, and signed the contract.

Compared with this contract, it was much better than Fan Zhiqi at that time. The annual salary was 400,000 yuan and the commission was 5%. According to Jubaozhai's transaction volume of nearly 10 million yuan in previous years, it was enough to make Manager Zhao's income exceed one million yuan.

Although this income is not top-notch, it is considered high in the Mingzhu antique industry.

Manager Zhao was quite satisfied with this treatment, at least it proved that Zhuang Chong recognized him more.

"Okay, the contract is signed, I'll go see the air. There will definitely be no business to reopen these days. Jubaozhai's lost fame must be made up slowly, and we can't be too hasty." Manager Zhao asserted as a person who has experienced it.

He smiled solemnly and said, "Shopkeeper Zhao, please deal with the Haihuang airs as soon as possible. If there is no accident, I guess there will definitely be customers coming to you within two days."

Manager Zhao was stunned and then said, "Impossible! I have been in Jubaozhai for so many years, and I know exactly how the market environment of this industry is. The previous events and the sales of Jubaozhai have accumulated a lot of impact. People will not trust a newly opened store so easily."

What Zhang Guest Zhao said was reasonable and well-founded, and his analysis of the market was quite accurate, but solemnly still insisted on his opinion, believing that business would definitely come to him within two days.

He didn't speak out, and Zhuang Chong didn't want to argue with Manager Zhao. He gave him a few instructions and Zhuang Chong left Jubaozhai.

When Manager Zhao looked at the solemn back, he couldn't help but mutter: "I also want Jubaozhai to open as soon as possible, but this is impossible... I'll have business within two days, unless I meet a fool with unknown background!"

After saying that, Manager Zhao went to see Haihuang's airs.

In the afternoon, the sea yellow shelf was cleaned up. Every inch of the wood grain of the shelf shone with dazzling colors. The whole shelf looked like a landscape painting depicted on wood, a delicate and profound artistic conception was transmitted out.

"Okay! OK! OK!" Manager Zhao looked at the sea yellow shelves placed in the lobby and couldn't help but shout three times. With this thing, Jubaozhai's face undoubtedly increased greatly. No matter who came, he would be surprised to see this shelves.

Haihuang has not survived in recent years, and the remaining trees have been protected by the government and are strictly prohibited from being cut down. Large items such as furniture are one less, and the price will only continue to rise and will not drop. It is still wise to treat this Haihuang shelves as the treasure of the store rather than taking action.

After packing up everything, Manager Zhao used to brew a pot of tea and looked outside the door.

In the past, there were always a few customers coming to see things, but now it is impossible.

Manager Zhao shook his head a little sigh and said that he had to work hard to restore Jubaozhai's former anger as soon as possible.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, how are you doing well?"

Manager Zhao was thinking about it when suddenly a greeting came from outside the door, and then he saw a middle-aged man in a suit walking into the store.

"Boss Qian? Welcome, welcome." Manager Zhao looked up and saw that he was an old customer of Jubaozhai, Boss Qian.

This person has a big business in the clothing industry, with more than a dozen specialty stores in Mingzhu, which is considered a rich man. He is not short of money to buy antiques and is generous. He has not had the best eyesight and has been cheated a lot. This has led to him not trusting anyone now. Manager Zhao sold his things several times before, but was troubled by his various doubts. Later, he didn't want to deal with him.

However, what did he come to Jubaozhai for? Could it be that something he bought at Jubaozhai before was wrong?

Manager Zhao was suspicious and welcomed Boss Qian into the store.

"Boss Qian, why are you here this time? The store has changed its owner and has not had time to officially open it. If there is a problem with the previous transaction, then you should go to Mr. Fan." Manager Zhao said straight to the point.

Cannibal salary and loyalty. Manager Zhao did a good job in this regard. He didn't want to cause any trouble for solemnity and simplicity.

"Hey, look at what Lao Zhao said. I came to the door for that kind of thing?" Unexpectedly, Boss Qian waved his hand, but did he come to find fault.

"What's that for?" Manager Zhao became even more suspicious.

"Hehe, I'm here to support you when Jubaozhai is reopening." Boss Qian smiled and said.

Manager Zhao looked at Boss Qian without believing it. Manager Zhao believed that he was not a three-year-old child. Boss Qian didn't care about spending money, but he would not spend money in vain. Will he support him? That was the sun that came out from the west.

"Boss Qian, tell the truth if you have anything to do. Lao Zhao, I am very busy."

"Tsk tsk, look at Lao Zhao, you are so awesome. Didn't you just pick up a super big leak? As for the Niu Cheng like this?" Boss Qian said dissatisfied.

Manager Zhao looked at Boss Qian in surprise. He realized that Haihuang's airs were so fast that it had reached Boss Qian's ears in less than three hours? No way?

Unexpectedly, Boss Qian spoke up immediately, but let Manager Zhao know that he was wrong.

"Come on, Lao Zhao, tell me how you Jubaozhai got the painting of Zhu Da. To be honest, I was not convinced, but I was really convinced!" Boss Qian touched Manager Zhao and asked mysteriously.

"What's Zhu Da's last work?" Manager Zhao was confused and said with a little puzzled look.
Chapter completed!