(The previous two chapters have been revised.)

The short corridor is very quiet, at the end is a red door office, with a row of photo frames hanging on both sides of the walls, and a white-haired old man is the protagonist.

He took photos of him participating in the auction, took photos with exhibits from the Imperial City Museum, took photos with certificates of honor, took photos with a major leader, and even took photos with Zipper Dun...

Lu Dong's eyes fell on the two characters' photos

"This is an expert invited by Zhengda, and this is the one in the industry." Zhao Wei gave a thumbs up.

These company layouts are always good, unless you are naturally cautious and have no shortage of money.

He specifically pointed to the characters and took a photo: "I was received by many important leaders."

Photos are undoubtedly the best proof!

In this era, most people will see this.

Lu Dong lowered his head slightly to conceal the unnatural flash that flashed through instantly.

"I'll do it!" he murmured in his heart: "Now there is a magic trick similar to PS? This synthesis effect is much worse than the young lady's photo scam!"

From point to surface...

Zhao Wei thought Lu Dong was shocked again, so he went to take a look and said, "There is still one person inside, so you can sit there first."

Lu Dong sat on the bench and waited patiently.

I began to think about it in my mind.

The vigilance has increased to twelve points.

Not long after, the red door opened, and a gray-haired middle-aged couple came out. The man carrying the box returned, looking grateful: "Thank you! Thank you! Professor Liang, you are our benefactor."

The middle-aged woman's eyes were shining with tears: "Professor Liang, you are a great person!"

Lu Dong could hear that this was too much an accent from the east and west.

The standard Mandarin that Quannan rarely hears sounded: "If you have any questions later, come here to find me at any time."

"Oh!" The middle-aged man thanked him very much.

A woman wearing a ponytail came out at this time and gently closed the door.

"Xiao Song, aunt and uncle want to thank you very much." The middle-aged woman pulled the ponytail woman's hand: "The triplets at home took the exam this year. If I hadn't seen the newspaper and you were helping with errands, your uncle and I wouldn't know what to do!"

The middle-aged man looked at the two bottles and jars in the box: "I heard that old things were valuable before and there was no place to sell them, thanks to you."

Ponytail said, "Uncle, aunty, this is all my job, I should do it."

The middle-aged woman's hand holding her ponytail was trembling, obviously very excited.

The ponytail smiled and said, "You two elders are calm and wait for good news."

"Hey!" The middle-aged woman had tears in her eyes and smiled on her face.

Lu Dong kept silent, guessing whether it was acting, but it was not worth it to deceive him alone?

"Let's go, don't influence the experts." The ponytail leads the way.

The middle-aged woman kept up: "Xiao Song, the initial cost is 5,000 yuan, isn't it too high? You know this situation at home..."

"Auntie, I understand." Ponytail had to answer, as if thinking about the client: "I'll go to the leader later and try to reduce the fee to 3,000."

These words are not avoiding people? Since Lu Dong came into contact with this company, everything has been open and upright.

But there are too few people who really understand this industry.

Especially in this era.

"Daughter, thank you. I really don't know what to say. But 3000... is quite a lot..."

"Auntie, think about it, if you sell two babies at least 50,000 yuan, isn't this 3,000 drizzle?"

"Yes! Damn, you stay in the provincial capital, I'll go back to raise money, neighbors, relatives and friends, we know so many people, borrow them one by one, and 3,000 should be available."

These words came over, and Zhao Wei suddenly said, "They're all over."

Lu Dong had some speculation that it might not be an acting, but the book "Taidong Weekly" was published throughout the province, and people saw it more than the Quannan area.

As for whether to turn over or not...

People today may not fully realize it, but countless cases have proved that most of the things that pay money first are unreliable.

"Let's go in." Zhao Wei invited.

Before Lu Dong entered the door, he took a look at the two photos.

When Zhao Wei saw it, he just chuckled. The photo of the leader is the best proof of the expert's authority!

The vigilance that life once brought to Lu Dong's temper has always been there.

There are too many industries that ordinary people don’t know.

It’s not difficult to get out, just walk like this? Let’s take a look first. Lu Dong kept silent, his head turned quickly, and sat opposite the expert.

"This is Liang Yong, Professor Liang, and an expert at the Imperial City Museum." Zhao Wei briefly introduced: "This is Miss Yang Ling, Professor Liang's assistant."

Lu Dong smiled shyly: "Hello Professor Liang."

Professor Liang Yong was at most fifty years old, his hair was neatly combed behind his head, revealing his big forehead, and sitting behind the table, feeling indescribable.

The female assistant sitting next to her is in her twenties, with big waves, wearing glasses, red lips, and a trouser dress, very beautiful.

Liang Yong didn't talk nonsense and clicked the table: "Where is the antique?"

Lu Dong took out a small white porcelain plate and placed it on the table. Liang Yong picked it up and looked at it carefully.

"White porcelain shallow mouth plate, signed by Wang Hu Li, folk kiln." Liang Yong looked quite reliable: "Wang Hu Li was a famous artist in the late Qing Dynasty, with few works in existence, porcelain is a major collection category, and the white porcelain market has always been good."

Liang Yong touched the edge of the small disc and suddenly stopped, asking Lu Dong to see: "I'm injured, but I haven't saved it well."

It is impossible for Lu Dong to say that he was fished out of the river, so he might as well be greedy: "Is it worth it?"

Liang Yong glanced at Lu Dong with dissatisfaction: "Antiques cannot be simply measured by money, they represent cultural heritage."

This is very good at teaching, and he continued to shake his head: "As for market economy, there are always standards for measuring... Well, my personal opinion is that the market price is about 30,000. If it is not injured, it may be worth 50,000, but antiques are intact, and the value of injury is low."

Liang Yong said a lot and was very patient. Lu Dong asked a few questions and answered them one by one. As for a poor student like Lu Dong, Liang Yong deserves to be knowledgeable.

"Thank you, Professor Liang," said Lu Dong.

The female assistant suddenly said, "Do you have an appraisal certificate?"

Lu Dong said embarrassedly: "No need for now."

The female assistant didn't say anything.

Afterwards, Zhao Wei took Lu Dong out.

The door was closed, and the female assistant was dissatisfied: "The little child is poor and stingy, and he doesn't even need a fifty dollar appraisal certificate!"

Liang Yong waved his hand: "It's okay to work in his company for another half a year. I'll be in charge for a long time and keep it flowing."

The female assistant hugged Liang Yong's arm: "How about that dish?"

"The antique model produced by a small kiln in the south of Quannan after the founding of the People's Republic of China is still a daily necessity. It can be worth dozens of yuan for sale in Shunshan, which is very useful for cheating people." Liang Yong yawned: "I was so tired in one morning that I was so tired that I asked them to find a car to take me back to Baihe. Someone was going to tell fortunes in the afternoon."

The female assistant got up: "Isn't it good to be an antique expert? Let's tell fortunes..."

Liang Yong shook his head: "I stand here and watch, there are so many idiots, I can still be killed by ten people a day."

When he went out and went downstairs, Lu Dong had a clear judgment.

After leaving the expert appraisal room, Lu Dong was considering a problem. Such a righteous situation can easily lead to the trap.

From the beginning of meeting the treasure appraisal, these people are full of confidence.

If he were truly eighteen years old, he would definitely be fooled.

Not to mention people in this era, there are many people who are fooled after twenty years.

When people are full of their minds to make a fortune, they are like "Come and lie to me" on their foreheads, which is particularly easy to be used.

Lu Dong thought of a key point from this. He is not the only one who wants to make a fortune, right? The two opposite...

The young man's mind became lively. Money was just a ecstasy pill. His magic power was too great, so great that it could destroy too much reason.

Lu Dong had some ideas, why don’t you try it? If you don’t work, just withdraw and you don’t have much investment.

Back in the compartment, Huang Cuicui sat and looked and didn't speak.

Zhao Wei smiled and said, "Congratulations, Dongzi. How about it? Cooperate with Zhengda? Go to Zhengda's auction and sale?"

Lu Dong smiled happily, as if he was stunned: "Let me leave it to you!" He asked specifically: "Can you get the money soon?"

Zhao Wei'an's heart: "Yes! Very fast!"

He often stayed at the bottom of society. It was not difficult to talk to people when they saw people talking to ghosts. Lu Dongren leaned back on the back of the chair, as if he had put down a heavy burden: "I can finally take a breath."

Zhao Wei was busy building trust before, and did not casually inquire about Lu Dong's situation. At this time, he asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Lu Dong smiled embarrassedly, as if he didn't want to say it. He seemed hesitant but actually thought about it. After a while, he said, "I'm afraid that you will make you laugh at me."

"No, absolutely not." Zhao Wei once again brought the distance closer, after all, he had not submitted the money yet: "To be honest, I also came from the countryside."
To be continued...