Chen Yanggang wanted to ask who the old man was, but then he heard the announcement that the appreciation meeting was about to begin. Boss Song pulled Chen Yang to the other side and told Chen Yang what happened to him and Yang Qinian just now.
"It seems that Yang Qinian is really prepared this time," Chen Yang said as he walked, "Boss Song, don't worry, with your strength I don't think it will be a problem to deal with him."
"Brother Chen, you really underestimated the antique circle," Boss Song smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Who in this circle can be clean and have no grudges with others? I'm afraid that Yang Qinian will join forces with others to watch me. A joke!”
Soon the two came to a relatively small exhibition hall. When they entered the door, they first saw a long table. These antique dealers placed the antiques they brought on it.
Of course, I don’t know yet what you have brought, but there will be a dedicated person responsible for bringing them out one by one for everyone to appreciate.
In the middle is a round conference table, with name cards placed in front of each chair. Only well-known people in the industry can sit here and participate in the discussion. Unknown people like Chen Yang can only sit in the back and watch.
Song Qingyun's seat is next to Dong Pingchuan, the president of Jiangcheng Antique Chamber of Commerce. Dong Pingchuan is not only the president of the Antique Chamber of Commerce, but also the president of Jiangcheng Collectors Association, the Minister of Jiangcheng Culture Department, and a representative figure in Jiangcheng's cultural circle. Song Qingyun can Sitting next to him, one can see his high position in the antique world.
"Everyone, we are all old friends. It is rare for us Jiangcheng antique industry people to gather together today." Dong Pingchuan picked up the microphone placed in front of him and began to speak.
"What's even more rare is that today our Jiangcheng Appreciation Conference has invited three well-known figures from the antique industry in our capital: Feng Jingting, Song Kaiyuan and Zhu Yujie. Let us applaud and welcome them!"
As Dong Pingchuan finished speaking, two men and one woman walked out from behind. They were all probably in their fifties. Chen Yang saw the old man chatting with him at a glance.
Good guy, it turns out that this old guy is from Kyoto, and his status seems to be quite ordinary. Chen Yang sat below, smiling with his lips pursed.
Feng Jingting is an old man with a well-proportioned figure and some gray hair. Zhu Yujie has her hair pulled up and is dressed in a dignified cheongsam with an antique look. Compared with these two, Song Kaiyuan is a big horse with a golden sword. Where are you going? Once you sit down, it doesn't look like you are playing with antiques.
After some polite remarks, the meeting officially began. It’s just that everyone is complimenting each other and expressing their opinions and suggestions on the current antique market and market.
Chen Yang almost fell asleep after hearing this. Just when Chen Yang yawned continuously,
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