When Huang Xuan returned home, she slept beautifully, of course, with a stamp album in her arms.

When the dawn of the next day passed through the translucent window, the birds living on the banyan tree began to chirp. The housekeeper stood at the door with strict decoration and knocked on the door gently. Huang Xuan hummed in a daze, moved his arm a little discomfort, but his head suddenly woke up.

"I got up quite early." Huang's mother was already sitting in the restaurant.

Huang Xuan sat beside his mother intimately and smiled, "Isn't this a breakfast with you?"

"The mouth is quite sweet." Huang's mother smiled and said, "What are the requirements? You can't go out."

"Then I'll go to the company with you. I haven't been there in a long time."

Of course I haven't been there for a long time. I only stayed for 2 hours last time, and the whole office seemed to be flooded. Zhang Xinyi waved her hand and smiled, "I said I can't go out. You want your dad to laugh at me."

"How can it be?" Huang Xuan said pitifully: "You said there is nothing at home. If you really don't take me, what should I do if I starve to death at home? In the end, I will be too hungry and risk my life to break through the blockade of Butler Zhou Da and climb over the wall."

Zhang Xinyi laughed in silence and said, "You are threatening me and you are overtaking the wall."

"Mom..." Huang Xuan dragged out a long voice and shook his mother's arm with both hands. This trick is effective.

Sure enough, Zhang Xinyi was shaken and fainted. She pointed Huang Xuan's head with her index finger and smiled: "Then if you can always keep it in my or Mr. Zhou's sight, I will take you to the company."

"Okay." Huang Xuan nodded repeatedly, and then said, "Uncle Zhou is going together too?"

"You are not at home, how can he not keep up?" After that, Zhang Xinyi stopped eating and stood up and said, "Let's go now."

Huang Xuan jumped up and said, "I'll go up and get some things, and wait until I come over to drive." As he said that, he went upstairs to get the stamp album.

Walking on the road, Huang Xuan tried to call Lorraine, but the base guard disappeared like his voice.

The office area of ​​Sifang Group is located in the Bell Tower District. It has a main structure of 48 floors, plus two 8-story annexes. It is also a freshly built office building. It is surrounded by a mature business circle and has half of the Grade A office buildings in the city. As Sifang Group, which has risen for only 20 years, can own such high-standard office buildings. Although it is inseparable from the background of Zhang and Huang families, Zhang Xinyi, as a director of the group, still puts a lot of effort into it.

15-year-old Huang Xuan is still heartless. Now he is full of his mind on how to take stamps off, so he can't care about anything else.

In just half an hour, Huang Xuan had already sat in his mother's office that exceeded the standard. As the eldest lady of the Zhang family, although she had started a business, the habit she developed at home since childhood made her build an office of 300 square meters. If she added the secretary's room outside, this office would be the first in Nanjing.

As for Huang Xuan, he was not interested in the green and gray bottles in the room, which was said to be very old. Today, he came here for his secretary.

Zhang Xinyi has 4 secretaries, plus two assistants, but she usually only has an assistant and one secretary around her. The other three are responsible for handling trivial matters such as letters and meeting minutes. Huang Xuan took advantage of her mother's meeting and rushed to the outside room to find a secretary named Lou, and put her face on her face and smiled: "Brother Lou, please help me with something."

Lou Ping looked about 30 years old, with a clean shaved beard and short hair, but it fits in his face. He naturally recognized the young master of the chairman, and there was nothing to do in his hands, so he smiled and poured a glass of water for Huang Xuan and said, "What do you want me to do for you? Come, sit down and say."

"Oh." Huang Xuan agreed and said, "There is a classmate in my class who used to collect stamps and save some stamps, but now he is not interested in playing with them. The stamps are worth some money and want to sell them. This is not without a way, so he wants me to ask him for questions."

"That's it." Lou Ping pondered for a moment and said, "If the value is average, it's enough to sell the Confucius Temple mail market. If the value is high, it's more convenient for auctions or private buyers." As the chairman's secretary, Lou Ping often deals with such things, such as buying decorations, or helping the chairman manage personal collections, it's a trivial matter, and he is also more familiar with it.

When Huang Xuan heard the show, he hurriedly asked, "I heard that it is worth a lot of money. Why do you think you can sell it faster and give me some advice."

"I'll ask for you." Lou Ping didn't dare to answer suddenly. Who knows how much the collection of these young men is worth?

"Okay, I'll wait in the inner room."

After a while, Lou Ping knocked in and found Huang Xuan who was playing computer games, and said, "I have a friend who is from an auction company. He said that at the end of this month there will be a special auction of stamps in Beijing, which will charge a 12% commission. In theory, if the stamps are good, they usually have buyers."

"It's the end of the month." Huang Xuan threw down his mouse and thought for a while, looked at Butler Zhou who was sitting on the sofa next to the door, and said, "It's still the beginning of the month, it's a little late at the end of the month. Besides, it's not convenient to go to Beijing. Are there any other companies?"

"There hasn't been an auction of stamps in the past month." Lou Ping shrugged helplessly and said, "Or why you tell me the variety and quantity of stamps and I'll ask him to ask you a private collector, so the price may be lower." As a professional secretary, Lou Ping is not interested in why Huang Xuan's friends are anxious to sell stamps. Even if it is a stolen stolen, it is the matter between the chairman and his son.

The full version of 50 pieces of "The Mountains and Rivers in the Country" has only appeared once and is known as a "national treasure". It was on October 1, 1997, at the National Stamp Expo in Guangzhou. The estimated price was more than 10 million yuan at that time, while the price of double direct connections or four-sided connections at other auctions was between 150,000 and 350,000 yuan per piece. Huang Xuan thought about the information he checked last night and felt that for himself, 10 million or more was no different, so he said: "Your friend is an auctioneer? Is it reliable?"

"Absolute professional level, the kind that often signs confidentiality agreements." Lou Ping agreed very hard. As the group secretary, completing the task of the chairman's son is to complete the task of the chairman.

"That's right, please trouble Brother Lou. If my mother doesn't ask about this, don't talk about it. We have to agree." This is the reason why Huang Xuan didn't look for the butler to find a secretary. If he was at home, butler Zhou wouldn't be that easy to talk to.

Seeing that Lou Ping agreed, Huang Xuan thought and said, "What is your friend's surname?"

"The surname is Liu, Liu Ziqing."

"Then do you think it's so good?" Huang Xuan continued, "My friend's stamps are not convenient to take out directly. Can you please come here directly? If possible, please ask him to bring an appraiser. The price will be calculated based on the market price. If he can find someone to help sell it, I will give him a 5% commission, but if you have to sign a confidentiality agreement, do you think it is?"
Chapter completed!