nycdaug Chapter 252
Chapter 252
Chen Feng did not bring luggage, traveled lightly and simply, took the boarding pass, and came to the queue before the security check.
Pass through security and board the plane.
After sitting down, I remembered that I hadn't checked in today.
[Successful sign-in, congratulations to the host for obtaining: full-level antique appraisal!] Boom
!
Chen Feng's mind immediately poured out a large amount of antique-related knowledge, and he instantly became an antique expert, well-versed in the past and the present.
Participating in National Treasures, there should be no pressure to be a curator guest.
"Sir, do you need a drink?"
A flight attendant walked over and asked in a warm voice.
Chen Feng said, "Have a glass of water." The
stewardess smiled sweetly: "Yes, sir!" "
My name is Xiaoshan, if you need anything, please just ask!"
"Okay."
After taking the water, Chen Feng smiled in return.
I've heard it before, the service by plane is very good, it seems that there is really no deception, and the flight attendant is very enthusiastic.
The stewardess's face was slightly red, and she pushed the car away, turning back three times one step at a time, and constantly secretly looked at Chen Feng.
Not only this flight attendant, but other female passengers also secretly looked at Chen Feng, the little brother with good looks and good temperament is too rare.
Some people suspect that Chen Feng may be a newly debuted male star.
"Does he want your contact information?"
"We just met, how can we be so fast."
"Why not, I remember that there were many male passengers who wanted your contact information as soon as they met."
"I saw the ring he was wearing on his left ring finger."
"What, it's already a master? Sure enough, the handsome boy is in demand!
The two flight attendants whispered.
Then, with a roar, the plane began to move, and finally the steel wings soared into the sky.
......
The plane landed safely on the runway of the airport in the capital.
More than ten minutes later, Chen Feng walked out of Daxing Airport and looked up at the clear blue sky above.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but the sky in the capital seems to be very high and blue.
I took a breath and the taste was a little different.
Chen Feng stood at the entrance and exit of the airport, looking at the crowded scenery.
Woohoo!
A brand-new Kaidirak stopped, and the middle-aged man dressed as Sven got out of the car, and soon saw Chen Feng in the crowd, and hurriedly greeted him.
Bow respectfully.
"Boss, I'm the person in charge of the Beijing branch, Bi Hao."
"I'm sorry to be late because of a traffic jam."
Chen Feng looked at each other and said casually: "It's okay, get in the car, you can't park at the airport gate for too long."
Bi Hao said respectfully: "Yes! Hurriedly
walked to the side of Kai Rak and opened the passenger door for Chen Feng.
After the two men got into the car, Kejirak left the airport gate and drove onto the highway into the city.
All the way to a certain office building in the city center.
The Beijing branch of Mufeng Company rented a floor office here to develop its business.
Under the layout of Vice President Ouyang Tao, the business has already entered the capital.
In the Dragon Kingdom, no matter how good the business is, no matter how profitable it is, if it can't be made into the capital, it is not first-class.
It's like the proverb "Wealth does not return to the hometown, just like a brocade at night".
Very simple idea
, it is rare to come to the capital to see the situation of the branch, I heard Ouyang Tao say that the business of the Beijing branch is not smooth.
"The boss is welcome to come and inspect!"
"The boss is welcome to come and inspect!"
"The boss is welcome to come and inspect!"
......
As soon as I walked into the branch office area, a group of employees who had been waiting for a long time welcomed me.
Chen Feng nodded in greeting: "You're welcome, I'm just here to see, you can do whatever you want, don't worry about me."
"Take me to the office."
"Okay."
Follow Bi Hao into the office.
Chen Feng was sitting in the boss's chair.
Bi Hao knew that the boss was coming, so he had already prepared it, and there were many business documents and financial reports on the desktop.
Chen Feng picked it up casually and looked at it, the speed of ten lines at a glance, picked it up and put it down, put it down and picked it up again, and he had finished reading it.
Overall, the performance is very good, and it is rare to have such a performance in a short period of time.
But this is just for ordinary companies, for companies like Mufeng Company, which have a variety of popular products, such results can be described as poor.
It's like a student in a key class who took an exam and got the results of a bad class, and the head teacher wanted to hit someone when he saw it.
"The boss is very sorry."
"There is no need to apologize, it is naturally not easy to do business in the capital, there are many mountains, even if it is a popular product, it is difficult to insert it and get a piece of the pie."
Chen Feng had long expected that it would not be easy to make his business bigger in the capital, but now it seems that it is more difficult than he imagined.
It is worthy of being a battleground for soldiers, the competition is very fierce, and it will be eliminated easily if there is no strength.
Although Mufeng's products are very popular, they are limited by sales channels and production capacity, and it is difficult to make great achievements at present.
If there are no accidents, you can only boil slowly.
Chen Feng has no good way for the time being.
Afterwards.
Chen Feng left the branch and went to Panjiayuan, and Bi Hao acted as the driver again.
I have come to the destination, the most famous antique market in the Dragon Country, Pan Jiayuan.
"You go back."
"Boss, you don't have a means of transportation in the capital, otherwise, I'll leave Kaidirak to you to drive."
"No, you don't."
Even if he gave Chen Feng a car, it was useless, he was not familiar with the road conditions in the capital, so it was not as convenient as taking a taxi.
Bi Hao drove away in Kaidirak.
Chen Feng walked alone in Panjiayuan, full of antique scenery, stalls selling antiques, and antique storefronts.
People come and go, it's very lively.
From Chen Feng's eyes, it can be seen that almost all the antiques sold at the stalls are fake, but some of them are indeed quite exquisitely made, and they can almost be fake.
There are still good things, but the general value is not large, and it is difficult to find good things in the stalls like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Those articles that shout all day long about picking up leaks are probably all deceiving young people to come over and be wronged.
Chen Feng saw a stall selling bookbooks and walked over.
According to the hint of business opportunity information, Yan Zhenqing's complete and authentic handwriting is here.
There are many book stickers on the stalls, some broken and some intact, all yellowed with obvious traces of antiquity.
The boss is a rough old man, smoking a hookah, leisurely.
When he saw Chen Feng stop in front of the stall, the old man, who had nothing to do, came to his senses.
Cloudy eyes flashed with a sly glint.
"Little brother, look at it casually, these books are all good things, authentic works, from famous artists!"
The old man said enthusiastically.
Chen Feng nodded, began to flip through the pages, picked up the bookmarks one by one, and looked at them carefully.
Obviously, the boss is bragging, or blowing too much, the bookmarks on the stall are obviously fake, even if they are fake, the techniques are still so rough.
Many of the calligraphy books have obvious printing marks and can smell the smell of ink.
Only a fool would be fooled.
Chen Feng has found the only genuine product among them, Yan Zhenqing's bookbook!
The handwriting on the gold flower paper is vigorous and vigorous, very neat, and every stroke is fine.
Good word!
If I didn't know, I thought it was the printer typing it.
Even a layman like Chen Feng can't help but admire how stable his hand is to write such a good hand.
"Boss, how much does this bookpost cost?"
"Little brother has a good eye, this is Yan Zhenqing's real handiwork, unique, if it weren't for someone in the family who was sick and needed life-saving money, I would definitely not sell it..."
"A million!"
"Deal!"