It is said that one day in heaven and ten years on earth. According to modern people's thinking, they must be willing to work in heaven and live on earth. Lorraine's ability is still insufficient. When the time in different planes is different, it is only Being able to reduce the time by two-thirds is enough for Huang Xuan.
Zhang Xinyi gets up very early every morning. After breakfast, she tells the housekeeper to wake up Huang Xuan, and then hurriedly gets in the car and goes to the company. No matter how big her business is, she probably never thought that her son would go to another dimension— Although the word plane may not be in her vocabulary.
Housekeeper Zhou dutifully woke up Huang Xuan. In total, he only slept for a few hours. If the day and night were reversed, he should have slept for more than ten hours to overcome the jet lag. Unfortunately, no one at home knew about him. I just took a time shuttle ride.
"Good morning, Uncle Zhou." Huang Xuan hummed and got up. The computer in front of the bed had not been turned off yet and was buzzing a little. The housekeeper opened the window and said, "Axuan, you can't play games too late at night. You are on vacation now. If you like to play games, you can play during the day.”
Butler Zhou is from the south and speaks with a heavy nasal voice. Huang Xuan agreed without hesitation. A few days ago, he was obsessed with World of Warcraft and often played dungeons at night. For this reason, his family talked about him a lot, but he wanted to have such an opportunity in the future. Very rarely. If he has time, he would rather go to other dimensions. The life of making a lot of money may not be about making money. The high profits seem to be a drug that makes people want to stop without thinking about other things. factor.
Seeing that Huang Xuan looked distracted, Butler Zhou gave a few more instructions, but Huang Xuan didn't pay any attention to what he said.
After breakfast, the chef also said goodbye and went home. Huang Xuan's parents rarely went home at noon. Huang Xuan would also eat and live at school after class, so the family only served breakfast and dinner every day. As for Huang Xuan's meals during the holidays, naturally Solved it on my own.
After saying hello, Huang Xuan packed up the small book box and went out with a piece of ice cream in his mouth. He was too lazy to turn over the business card and said directly to the air: "Lorraine, do you remember the one I looked for a few days ago?" The auctioneer? Recommended by Lou Ping?”
"Know."
"Where's his phone number? I'll give him a call."
Lorraine's voice was muffled, "Scanning requires energy, and the base has very little energy now."
"Are you complaining?" Huang Xuan exclaimed, pretending to be surprised.
"The information has been entered into your mobile phone." Lorraine did not answer Huang Xuan's question at all.
Huang Xuan laughed twice, took out his mobile phone, and as soon as he turned it on, a call came: "Hello, is this Mr. Huang Xuan?"
Looking at the caller ID, it seemed to be a Shanghai number. Huang Xuan frowned and said, "It's me, are you?"
"I am Gan Lizheng, the technical director of Shanghai Xinye Company. Are you the author of Code One and Code Two?"
"Well, yes." Huang Xuan hesitated. The two software seemed to have been sold.
There were several noises on the phone, and then Gan Lizheng continued: "Our company is very interested in your software. I wonder if you have time to come to Shanghai to talk to us in the near future?"
"I have already sold those two softwares."
The other party chuckled twice and said: "I heard, but it seems that you retain the right to make modifications and other versions in the future."
"kindness."
"We want to buy your rights to this part, including the core technology."
"Not for sale." Huang Xuan immediately refused. Although he didn't know why the other party was interested in it, he was about to have a large income, so such a proposal naturally lost its appeal.
The other party was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "If it is inconvenient for you, we can send someone to Nanjing to talk to you."
"I'm not interested in the follow-up version at the moment." Huang Xuan made up: "So I think it's unnecessary." After that, he stopped waiting for the other party to speak and said: "I'm glad to receive your call. , then I’ll hang up first.”
After taking a breath, Huang Xuan shook his head, found Liu Ziqing added by Lorraine from the address book, and tapped it with his thumb.
"Hello, how are you?"
"Is it Mr. Liu Ziqing?"
"It's me." Liu Ziqing's voice was very energetic, giving people the feeling of being wound up. Huang Xuan likes this kind of energetic people, just like his parents. As he walked on the road, he said: "I am Huang Xuan, whom Lou Ping introduced last time."
"Haha, hello." In fact, Huang Xuan didn't need to mention Secretary Lou's name. The other party would immediately remember it. The entire country was in red. Such a conspicuous comment was enough to make people in the collectors remember a name.
Liu Ziqing didn't ask why Huang Xuan called. In fact, he knew on his knees that most of the calls he made were related to the auction items, but Liu Ziqing was not in a hurry. He just smiled and waited for Huang Xuan to speak first.
Huang Xuan didn't understand the ditches and ditches here. He just followed the other person's train of thought and said excitedly: "Does Mr. Liu understand rare ancient books?"
"I know something."
"That's good." Huang Xuan was also deeply impressed by the last transaction and had a good impression of the professionalism of the two at that time. He organized his words and said: "I have a few rare books here. I hope Mr. Liu can come and see."
"No problem. When?"
"Now." Huang Xuan looked around and said, "How about near the Science and Technology Museum? I'll find a place where we can talk. I still need to trouble you to find an appraisal expert."
"No problem, how about inviting Mr. Shen Bingde over? We give him all the food we can't eat for sure."
"Sure." Huang Xuan agreed.
"We'll be there in 40 minutes." Liu Ziqing answered cheerfully. No one would have trouble with a commission of hundreds of thousands.
Huang Xuan had just found a coffee shop and asked for a small private room when Liu Ziqing called and explained the location. Huang Xuan crossed his legs and sipped the coffee.
Liu Ziqing and Shen Bingde quickly walked into the box, and Huang Xuan subconsciously checked his phone. It had only been half an hour.
"Sorry to bother you two." Huang Xuan stood up to welcome him, imitating the behavior of the businessmen of the Republic of China two days ago, stretching out his arms in a gesture of greeting.
This unique and unique posture made the two of them happy. Shen Bingde sat down first, and Liu Ziqing sat next to him, just face to face with Huang Xuan. The two casually ordered a glass of water, and when the waiter left, Liu Ziqing stared at the box on the table. Said: "What kind of treasure is Mr. Huang this time?"
Huang Xuan laughed, stretched out his hand to push the box, sipped the coffee and said, "Aren't you two afraid that I will sell stolen goods with you?"
"We probably know a little bit about which collectors have which treasures. If Mr. Huang can find such a secret collection, I will admit it." Liu Ziqing said, reaching out to take the box and carefully uncovering the yellow seal on it. Satin and place it between the two of you.
Shen Bingde looked slightly moved, his white beard curled up, and said: "I'll take a look first, and you two can chat first." Then he ignored the others, took out his tool box, picked up his glasses, and started looking.
Huang Xuan and Liu Ziqing chatted casually, but their minds were focused on the small box on the table. Unlike Liu Ziqing's pretense of poise, Huang Xuan was truly calm and composed. If the last stamp appraisal was for To prove the existence of Lorraine, this time the appraisal book is more of a formality. How could Lorraine, who has tens of thousands of years of scientific and technological advantages, lose to an ordinary person in terms of valuation. Even if the other party is a well-known art appraiser. (To be continued)