Yang Rui chose to arrive at Jing's house during dinner.

After knocking on the door, Yang Rui, who was holding fruit in his hand, saw Jing Yulan wearing a plaid home clothes.

The plaid suit is a pink background with blue stripes, which looks a bit cute and does not conform to the style of "Teacher Jing".

Yang Rui was a little surprised, Jing Yulan was even more surprised, and couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands, her beautiful eyes were shocked.

Why is shock rather than surprise belongs to Jing Yulan's own psychological activities.

"I thought..." Jing Yulan bent down with hot cheeks, took out a pair of slippers, and said concealedly: "I don't know you're coming..."

Although he gave up the house he had divided to Yang Rui, and often had supper together, cooking and washing dishes together, Jing Yulan never wore home clothes in front of Yang Rui, at least, she had never wore such pink home clothes.

This was probably a breakthrough in her image.

There is a low stairs at the entrance of the door. Jing Yulan half-kneeled to pick up her shoes, showing her slender and slender waist, her soft home clothes were half-hung, and a gentle temperament flowed out.

Jing Yulan, who was 27 years old at the time, was in the best time in her life.

"I called Uncle Jing and wanted to ask him a few questions." Yang Rui looked at Jing Yulan condescendingly, and with the light, he could see the thin fluff on the back of his neck.

"Did you encounter a problem?" After a few seconds, Jing Yulan also adjusted and looked up and asked Yang Rui.

"A small problem." Yang Rui thought for a while and said the truth: "I fell in love with antiques in calligraphy and paintings specially provided by old cadres, but they refused to sell them to me. I thought, my uncle should be an old cadre, can he ask him to buy it?"

Jing Yulan looked at Yang Rui strangely and repeated: "Antique calligraphy and painting?"

"Why, it's not like?" Yang Rui poses.

He was handsome and handsome, and he was always handsome when he was posing casually. Jing Yulan blushed and said, "I have never seen you write calligraphy or draw... My parents have never come back. You should sit down and have some tea first. Are you hungry?"

"My parents are not back yet." Yang Rui repeated it, seeing Jing Yulan's pretty face constantly flushing, and smiled: "I have no time to eat beef all day, so how can I have time to write calligraphy or draw?"

"Then do you do?" Jing Yulan's eyes circulated and asked a substantial question.

Yang Rui curled his lips helplessly: "No."

Turning his head, Yang Rui sighed and said, "No one has stipulated that he must appreciate calligraphy and paintings when buying calligraphy and paintings, right? On the one hand, I can learn to appreciate them, and on the other hand, I can invest."

"Invest in art?" Jing Yulan spoke in English.

"Yes, art investment, so I wanted to find my uncle. If it was one or two, I wouldn't have to ask him." Yang Rui thought to himself: Fortunately, Jing Yulan knew English and had read foreign books, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

Jing Yulan said curiously: "We can also invest in artworks in our country? When I went to the seller a few years ago, it was not worth much. It was not much different from the price my father bought back then. If you want to say it, the money is even less valuable."

Jing Cuncheng was locked up in Deling Farm, and the Jing family naturally declined, and it was impossible to sell out all the family's wealth.

Yang Rui shook his head, not wanting to continue talking about this topic, and instead smiled: "We need to look at the long-term. Look at the current situation in China, inflation is coming soon, the price index soars, and although the price of art will be delayed, the price growth rate will still be considerable in the length of ten, twenty or even thirty years."

"Spend dozens or hundreds of dollars to buy a painting, and buy it for ten or twenty years, but don't look at it yourself?" Jing Yulan smiled, and the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, which was very vivid and charming.

When you think about investing in art, Yang Rui also found it ridiculous, but just thought about it this way, and turned around and smiled: "Investing is investment. You can't involve too many other things. People are willing to pay for it. If you still have to talk about feelings, that would be too pretentious."

Jing Yulan thought for a while before laughing. It was obvious that there were too many new words. However, she was also used to Yang Rui's style. While helping Yang Rui make tea, she asked: "I remember you have invested in stamps. How are they?"

"Let's go, the post market is still brewing, and it will probably take a few years to reach its highest point." Yang Rui stared at Jing Yulan's hand while speaking. Her fingers were slender. When she poured water in a small teapot, she put her left hand on her right hand, which was very beautiful.

Jing Yulan did not notice Yang Rui's gaze. She must make tea carefully and smiled: "Some people in our unit like to buy stamps, but unlike you, they only buy a stamp album at most, and they all buy different stamps, the same one is like this."

"Of course, the normal philatelic is the same, after all, it is a hobby. However, amateurs are never as good as professional, amateur philatelic, and professional philatelic, and professional philatelic, and professional philatelic, and professional philatelic, and professional philatelic, and other professionals are not as good as professional investment." Yang Rui smiled and said, "For example, if you collect fireworks, their market is small, without investors' participation, and the price will be relatively stable. However, if their market expands, the price will not be carried out according to the expectations of enthusiasts. Philatelic was a niche act before, but now it has become a capital game. In the philatelic circle, it is better to buy a large number of them at once. If possible, monopolizing a variety will certainly be more profitable, but it is also a lot of trouble."

"Where are calligraphy and paintings?"

"It's not been a day or two for Chinese people to play with antiques. I don't know which day it can increase, but it's still easy to add a few hundred times in 20 or 30 years."

"So, if you want to buy antiques, you have to buy a lot of them?"

"Of course, otherwise, will I run over?"

Jing Yulan recalled: "There are also handfuls selling calligraphy and paintings in Liulichang. I remember going to see them before."

"It is difficult to tell whether the calligraphy and paintings of Liulichang are true or not, and I don't have this vision." Yang Rui still remembers some stories from later generations, such as the boss of a certain company who spent many years to buy antiques, and finally showed off to others proudly. As a result, he found that the antiques in the room were all fake.

Regardless of the true or false story, Yang Rui believes that in places like Liulichang, there are more fake antiques than real antiques, and more new things than old ones.

Antique identification is another special science, and Yang Rui has no intention of wasting time studying here... In fact, Yang Rui had long thought of getting rich by buying antiques, but if he hadn't seen that specialty store yesterday, he would rather continue to buy stamps. If he had kept the guy for 30 years, it would have been so interesting.

Jing Yulan didn’t have as many ideas as Yang Rui, and she didn’t know how much he wanted to buy. She thought for a while and whispered: “Actually, you really didn’t find the wrong person when you were looking for my father. I remember Uncle Qiao was from the Commercial Bureau.”

"oh?"

"Uncle Qiao is named Qiao Qun. He has a good relationship with my father. He should have gone to the Northeast. After returning to Beijing, he was transferred to the Beijing Municipal Bureau of Commerce. The location seems to be very important. Various retail stores and shopping malls in the city are under the jurisdiction of the Bureau of Commerce. If the business department you mentioned is not directly affiliated with a certain unit, the Bureau of Commerce is the main management unit." Jing Yulan said in detail and said, "There are many things we bought this year, such as sugar and cigarettes, all of which were bought with Uncle Qiao."

Yang Rui tsk twice: "Okay, I have a deep understanding of the system."

Jing Yulan blushed: "I'm not helping you."

"I know, I know." Yang Rui smiled for a while and said, "Thus counting it, the money I prepared may not be enough."

Jing Yulan knew that Yang Rui had a lot of income and asked suspiciously: "How much do you want to buy?"

"Buy more, buy more, and there are not many opportunities like this." Yang Rui also asked before coming. This kind of store that specializes in the old cadres to buy and sell antiques is actually a purchase of antiques. Many of the old Chaofeng people in the store were left during the public-private joint venture. They were vicious and had abundant funds in the store. They often gave good things to good things, so people often were willing to sell them. After receiving the goods, they usually sold them at a higher price to the old cadres. Of course, especially awesome veterans can also buy antiques at the original price, such as calligraphy and paintings that cost 25 yuan, and sold at 25 yuan. On the surface, it is not considered a cheaper price for the public.

This model was well maintained in the 1960s, 1970s, and early 1980s, and the store gradually accumulated inventory. However, with the knees, it is known that as the prices of antiques on the market increased, the cost-effectiveness of the special antiques in antique stores became higher and higher. There were more and more wealthy veterans in their hands, and the prices that could be offered in the Liuli Factory were getting higher and higher. The special supply stores could receive less and less. One day, they would not be able to maintain it.

Another point is that such an official antique store does not carefully divide the price range like a private antique store. Compared with Wu Changshuo's ink plums, if the price difference is ten times or even one hundred times in the auction house, but in an official antique store, even if it is a very good thing, the price difference can be three or five times. Good things with ten times of frame and hundreds of times of exquisiteness cannot be valuable than early exercises. Good things will always be sold faster. Yang Rui naturally wants to buy good things with high cost performance.

"It's considered a scientific research insurance for me."

Yang Rui looks at artworks with this mentality.

Art masters have knowledge in the spring - we can't control it anymore.

Yang Rui asked Qiao Qun again, learned about the other party's personality, and knew that he was not a steadfast proletarian fighter, so he felt more at ease.

Such things are very difficult for people outside the system, and for people inside the system, they are just a matter of one sentence. Of course, the parties involved must be willing to speak for you.

When Jing Cuncheng returned home, Yang Rui told the situation. As expected, the other party thought of Qiao Qun at the first time and said, "I have a good relationship with Lao Qiao. Wait, I'll call and ask."

Jing Cuncheng said that he would not eat anymore and went to call first.

After a while, he came back and said, "I agreed that you can go there tomorrow. Well... If you don't know Lao Qiao, please let Xiaolan take you there. I will have a meeting tomorrow, but I really can't leave."

Yang Rui didn't expect him to be so decisive and said hurriedly: "Tomorrow is a bit tight, I still have to raise money."

He has all the US dollars in his hands, and most of them are in Hong Kong banks, so it is not convenient to use them. Besides, the PCR collection has not been received and the dividends of Jilikan have not come, so he is not well off.

Jing Cuncheng waved his hand and said, "I still have a few thousand dollars here, so you can buy it first."

Yang Rui laughed silently: "I want to buy more, not tens of thousands or tens of thousands of yuan."

"So much!" Jing Cuncheng put down his chopsticks and said seriously: "Yang Rui, you are losing your ambition to play with things. You spend so much money to buy calligraphy and paintings. Do you think about it again?"

"I'm investing. If I really have no money, I'll sell them again." Yang Rui replied tactfully.

Jing Cuncheng thought, and said, "That's right, it really doesn't work, so I'll go back and let Lao Qiao retreat, and see if they dare not accept it..."

"Don't say this. I really want to buy more. As soon as you say this, people will hide the good things. However, if I raise more money and buy more, will they not sell me?"

"With Lao Qiao here, you can emptie them." Jing Cuncheng spoke loudly.

Yang Rui was relieved now. It was not that he believed Jing Cuncheng's big words, but that he knew that he could not move the business department. Just looking at the big cabinets in the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China period, there were 3,000 or so scrolls of calligraphy and paintings in more than a dozen cabinets. The average cost of 100 yuan would be 400,000 yuan.

I don’t know how many more there were in the room he didn’t see in the Ming Dynasty and before the Ming Dynasty. Besides, the prices of calligraphy and paintings were also high.

Moreover, in addition to calligraphy and painting, the business department also has other antiques. They are antique shops specially provided for veteran cadres. Any old cadres like them must be sold. Pen, ink, paper, ink, porcelain, jade is probably indispensable. After years of accumulation, Yang Rui can't buy all these even if he has ten times the assets.

Only the powerful veteran cadres can eventually empty them after years of consumption.

In fact, Yang Rui is not going to empty them either. Antiques themselves are an asset with poor liquidity, and some of the miscellaneous items have worse liquidity. As an asset, Yang Rui still needs to consider the issue of selling in the future.

For the same paintings in the Republic of China, someone robbed Qi Baishi of Qi Baishi, but it was difficult to ask for the price of Qi Bai's.

After dinner, Jing Cuncheng made another appointment with Qiao Qun and sent Yang Rui out.

When Yang Rui went back, he called Li Zhangzhen and asked him to raise funds, and then contacted Jielikan's contact person.

In the past, the bonus of Jilikan was transferred to Yang Rui's account on time. The communication between Yang Rui and Jilikan and the contact person arranged by Jilikan was more time dependent on technical guidance or car use.

However, this time, the contact person was not as straightforward as before. When it comes to the specific payment time of the dividend, he is even more aware of his attitude.

Yang Rui suddenly had an unknown premonition.

For large companies like Jilikang with assets of 10 billion yuan, giving money is always procedural. Moreover, Jilikang is a company that is famous for acquiring companies and purchasing technology. In the biomedical industry, such companies are also a popular type. They don’t know how much they need to pay for bonuses or patent fees each month, so they don’t need to pay special attention to Yang Rui at all.

Coenzyme Q10 is not the most important product on their product line. If it is just an negligence, Yang Rui believes that a call to urge can solve it.

However, the other party's vague attitude means that the problem is not negligence, but intentional.

This forced Yang Rui to pay attention to it.
Chapter completed!