The Purple Ding logo, the logo with honor still above the black tripod, spread across the Internet overnight, which was also a message that Yuan Chengye deliberately sent.

For him, he has lost four consecutive times. Among these four times, Li Jianjun was the overall champion of Earth. The previous two times were another appraisal master, but he has passed away.

With Li Jianjun's temper, he naturally would not promote such things everywhere. His mind was not focused on this aspect, but more concerned about the matter of identification.

Therefore, the matter about the Purple Ding has not been widely circulated in the identification field, but is limited to a small range of people. After the news was released, it immediately caused an earthquake-like effect in the entire identification field.

From this point of view, it can be seen that Yuan Chengye has made plans to go all out and put all his bets on Liu Yang.

Because Yuan Chengye agreed to his conditions to send the letter and the vase to the Yanhuang Chunyangli Exchange, Liu Yang arrived at the Chunyangli store very early. Liu Yang cared about the letter his father left a thousand years ago. This would at least make him think about it when he missed him.

When seeing things and thinking about people, it is the old thing. However, after thousands of years, Liu Yang did not expect his father to leave anything. But the moment he saw the letter, he had a hint of expectation.

Sitting in the chair at the desk, Liu Yang stared at the inkstone on the table. This was the lottery ticket that Yuan Chengye rewarded to the champion, but he did not want to collect it, but wanted to auction it out because he lacked money now.

As for trophys and certificates, it takes one week for these things to be customized to be handed over to Liu Yang, but for him, he did not like these things. After all, his initial wish was just for life.

When Liang Song entered the exchange, he was still yawning. Obviously, he didn't sleep well last night. After all, he became the sixth place in the domestic appraiser competition, which was enough to make him excited for a while, but he was still the second person to enter the trade. As the general manager of Chunyangli Exchange, he has always been the first person to arrive.

Just as he was about to turn into the office, his eyes kept finding the office door open by Liu Yang, and he couldn't help but walk into Liu Yang's office. Finally, he stared at Liu Yang, slapped his thigh, and said with an incredible look: "Teacher Xiao Liu, I'm not wrong? You have always been a person who came late or even didn't come. Why did he come earlier than me today?"

He was holding a box in his arms, which naturally contained the bronze Buddha statue entrusted by Zeng Miaoren to Yanhuang for auction. This was also something he brought back last night.

Liu Yang responded, reached out and pushed the ancient inkstone into the center of the table, yawned a big yawn and said, "I can't sleep at night, and today I have to wait for the things that President Yuan sent, so I came here early. By the way, Uncle Liang, you have also auctioned this thing for me. Such an ancient inkstone is of great value, and you can publish the auction list in advance. Maybe President Yuan will be interested in coming and buying it back."

Liang Song grinned and sat in the chair in front of his desk, sighed, "Yes, I can't sleep well if I get the sixth place, let alone you, the first place, is normal for you to be excited all night. By the way, last night, was Dean Hua unable to afford the bed by you?"

Liu Yang was speechless. He really had no chance to appreciate the round and white moon.

"Uncle Liang, I think about some things, but you know that with Sister Wu here, we can't do anything, and in the end we can only go back to our own house." Liu Yang said with a little resentment.

Liang Song looked at Liu Yang with a little sympathy in his eyes: "Yes, Sister Wu is really too old-fashioned. She is not old, but she has to abide by so many rules. It's really boring. Will she not be as beautiful as a human being?"

After glanced at the door a few times, Liang Song then leaned down, lowered his voice, and said with an ambiguous look: "Teacher Xiao Liu, if you really can't stand it, I think the girl who came that day was also good, and a good girl was full of water. That kind of superb style, you can develop underground love. With your conditions, I believe that there are more people who will throw themselves into your arms."

Liu Yang became speechless. Liang Song had some ideas. Although the matter of stepping on two boats was once his dream of being an otaku, he really didn't have the courage to do this. In addition, he was already very content with Hua Yuying's favor. Not to mention that he was a man like Zheng Yanan, so he shook his head and changed his subject: "Okay, let alone these things, I guess there will be many people here to apply for jobs today, and Nan Chengping, Lao Li, Lao Zhu and Master Yan Dingxian will also come to report, and there are fifteen stores in Longteng, you can accept them together, re-arrange the new people, and send a few masters to take charge. In this way, our performance will reach a new level."

"Then I'm going to be busy again, but we have recently recruited two or three thousand people, many good seedlings, and many people, if you don't recruit, you won't be able to do it, and he is not happy and refuses to leave. But the subsequent training is also a big problem. Fortunately, we now have four appraisal masters in charge, four black cauldrons, and we account for half of the antiquities research institutes in China, and no one dares to underestimate us in the future."

Liang Song said proudly with his waist, then lowered his voice and murmured: "This time Lao Fei's coffin face is nothing to say. He must be convinced by me. You Lao Zhuang, and he lost to me in the end. Our three musketeers back then have already decided the winner. It would be better to follow Teacher Xiao Liu."

"Uncle Liang, then you can go and do it first. Anyway, arrange the auction time as soon as possible. I want to take the bronze Buddha statue and this ancient inkstone as soon as possible."

Liu Yang yawned a big yawn and said lightly, finally leaning against the seat and narrowing his eyes.

Liang Song responded and then stood up: "Don't worry, we will be auctioning this batch of antiques in a week. This is a relatively famous auction item. I will let the people from the Propaganda Department hang it online and create momentum first. Teacher Xiao Liu, then you can rest first. I'll go out and I'll look for you if I have something to do."

Liu Yang nodded and was about to squint his eyes and rest, but his brain lit up on his wrist. When he clicked on it, he found that it was Hua Yuying. He was stunned and then picked it up.

"A Yang, how did you sleep last night? Oh, you see, you have dark circles and don't look good. Hey, why are you already going to work?" Hua Yuying was obviously lying on the bed at this time, with a thin quilt covered with her body, and her long legs were exposed from under the quilt, which was thin and slippery. Because her upper body was leaning against the head of the bed, the two peaks on her chest expanded at a very exaggerated angle. This is the real chest device.

"You said I'm like that, can I sleep well? And today President Yuan wants to send something over. I'm here to wait for signing for it. Why are you up? It's only 8:30?" Liu Yang looked at the time and said with a cover of his mouth, looking confused.

Hua Yuying looked at him with a flushed face, and finally whispered: "Actually, I can't sleep either... Last night, you were not the only one who was unhappy."

Hearing this womanly resentful speech, Liu Yang suddenly became a little excited again. He looked at his body that bloomed like a peony and couldn't help but touch his nose and said, "Well, why don't you come to my house tonight and turn around and tell Sister Wu, just say you work overtime, she can't let us two adults separate like this, right? This is the cruelest thing in the world, then what, then see you at night. I won't talk anymore, and I won't be able to sleep at noon if I continue."

"Hey, don't worry. Sister Wu and I will talk about this first, but I guess she must be very alert at the beginning of our relationship and will not agree. Otherwise, let's talk about it in two days. But I have another thing to contact you. The day after tomorrow, we Yanhuang will hold a board meeting. You are the new shareholder, so we must be present. After all, we need to recognize most people so that you can get 30% of the equity."

Hua Yuying bit her lip, and the chest layer naturally expanded, and the arc formed on her side was extremely round, and even her body seemed to be unable to bear that weight.

Liu Yang was stunned, then responded, stared at her viciously for a few more times, and then joking for a few more words, then cut off the connection, but a wave of helplessness arose in his heart. These days, he has become more conservative than a thousand years ago. He can't do anything he wants, and it seems that he has to continue fighting with each other.

Just as the moment he cut off the connection, a little thought appeared on his face. This time the board of directors was held, it seemed that someone had manipulated it behind the scenes. Although Hua Yuying is a major shareholder, it is not easy to win the support of the majority.

To obtain the equity of Yanhuang, it must be approved by most people. This has nothing to do with decision-making power. It is nothing more than a time to show the importance of all shareholders. But I believe there is always a group of people who will not easily let Liu Yang take power. After all, he is too young.

As I was thinking about it, the employees of the Yanhuang Chunyangli Exchange came to work one after another. At nine o'clock, the two things that Liu Yang had been waiting for finally came.

In the first moment, he just took out the letter and looked at the extremely familiar handwriting, a slight warmth flashed through his heart.

A thousand years ago, after his death, his father turned all his words into longing when he wrote this letter, allowing him to see the old and thin figure, with a deep sadness on his face, writing to this woman named Guan Jiao.

He really had no impression of who Guan Jiao was, but at this time, he thought of the National Library. With the books collected by the National Library, he might find some things left by his father. After all, with this letter, there might be other things, which made his heart feel a little hot.

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