Chapter 135: From Antique Shop to Company
The news spread quickly.
Outsiders opened the "Treasure Pavilion", swept the entire ghost street, picked up everyone's leaks with their eyesight, and even had a special shipping channel...
Every one of them here is no different from the Arabian Nights.
All of a sudden, there were different opinions, both believing and unbelieving. For these people, mixing antiques is to rely on their eyesight to eat.
Who wants to admit that they can't?
The only thing that remains the same is the interest in the boss behind the scenes.
"Old man Liu has a big loss..."
"I can't see it accurately, this treasure pavilion should have just opened, otherwise there is no need to sweep the goods. β
"I'm sure we'll be able to wait until it's time to open!"
As always.
As one of the largest antique streets in the country, the ghost street is very lively, but in the midst of the excitement, there is a little more vigilance.
The development of things was really expected by a small number of people.
Treasure Pavilion...
It's really open!
"What do you say?"
In the small courtyard.
Liu Laohan in the rocking chair sat up after listening to the guy.
Shocked!
"Opening bonus?"
"Isn't there a shipping channel, what kind of business do you still have..."
"Steal business!"
His face turned red.
After a little thought, he immediately grabbed the door and drove to Qiaoxi District.
The owner of the Treasure Pavilion...
Such a powerful character, in less than half a month, swept the goods of the entire ghost street.
Previously, it was only online sales, so that's it, at least not head-to-head competition.
But now.
What else do you do with opening rewards?
No one is left to live!
It's not just him.
In the ghost street, there are countless people who are better informed than him.
Today, it has long been concentrated in Nanhuai Square.
In front of the old commercial building.
Luxury cars, cars, three-wheelers, parking is full, the huge square, overcrowded, no less than ten floors inside and outside, there are thousands of people.
The commercial building has long been abandoned.
Now at the gate of several meters wide, propaganda posters are posted on the left and right, and plaques are hung horizontally above, but they are three gold dust characters with regular rules.
Treasure Pavilion!
"I just sent Jiang Lingyun away, and I'm out of town again!"
"Where's the boss?"
"Get out of here, pick up the leak of the ghost street, and fix this kind of moth..."
"Do you want to fight against the entire ghost street on your own?"
The antique shop owners who came here were all screaming and scolding, but there were also people in the crowd who were full of excitement and waiting for the official opening.
Bang!
Liu Laohan stopped the car and hurriedly got into the crowd.
"Brother Liu!"
Zhang Laolai yelled at him.
"What's wrong?" asked Liu Laohan directly.
The two of them were pushed and shoved, and they couldn't stand steadily.
"Didn't you see it?"
Zhang Laolai shook his head, looked left and right again, and suddenly said.
"Brother Liu, it seems that there are more than people in the ghost street..."
"Look at those few, what are you holding in your hand, is it a coupon?"
!
Liu Laohan didn't say anything.
An antique shop, also learn from other industries to send coupons, the brain is in water?
He fought hard and squeezed in front of those people.
The crowd was in a hurry, and he could only shout: "Brother, what did you take?"
"VIP card!"
A few people didn't care.
"What?"
Liu Laohan was stunned and glanced down.
Moment...
Get oneβs dander up!
After that, he swallowed his saliva vigorously, and his face was bloodless.
For Haunted Streets.
That's probably not a VIP card.
It's a lethal post!
At that moment, someone suddenly roared loudly.
"It's out!"
The crowd fell silent for a moment.
But it didn't take long for the thousands of people blocking in front of the building to see the figure that came out.
Suddenly boiling again!
"He, he's..."
"Jiang Lingyun!"
The antique shop owners were all struck by lightning, and their ears were full of roars!
Who said...
The owner is out-of-town!
But why?
Obviously, the shop was taken away by the Ruan family, and Jiang Lingyun should have nothing.
Where did he get so much money, hire people, sweep a lot of goods, and even open up shipping channels?!
In everyone's heart, there are countless questions.
But...
"Welcome, everybody. β
Jiang Lingyun's plain and unwavering voice, but with an inviolable majesty, people dare not contradict it.
"I'm the boss of Baojian Company, so you should be familiar with it. β
"Before..."
"VIP users of Jianbao Pavilion also enjoy discounts on some of the products of Baojian Company. β
"Yay!"
In the crowd, cheers were thunderous!
Jiang Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief.
When he closed the Jianbao Pavilion before, he didn't deal with the VIP card, just to prepare for this day.
It's just that...
First, I am not sure if the customer will accept this.
Second, the money earned by Su Shiqiu's auction could not support the company's operation at all, which was beyond his expectations.
Luckily, everything went well.
He had a plan!
With the size of the store, no matter how it operates, it is difficult to cope with the large family with abundant funds, and once it faces the exclusion of the entire street store, it is almost a dead end.
Changing to a company, the increase in size also brings a new way of operation.
Stores can only cater to individual buyers.
The company can directly connect with the company and do some business for merchants.
Like what...
"Today's opening ceremony will feature several rare antiques. β
Jiang Lingyun said lightly.
"Friends of the antique shop, if you want to buy from the company..."
"There are also lower discounts. β
Purchase?
Two simple words, but let the shopkeepers brainstorm.
Honestly...
They didn't even think about it!
"Phew!"
Between breaths, the scolding was already everywhere.
"Jiang Lingyun, your path is too narrow!"
"It's not enough to steal business with us, but you still want to make our money?"
"I'm rough with you..."
Don't wait for the scolding to come out.
Jiang Lingyun's cold eyes had already swept the audience!
"Shut up!"
The voice was low, and when it fell into everyone's ears, a terrifying chill gradually emanated from Jiang Lingyun's body.
Hiss!
A couple of men who exit into dirt...
Immediately like an ice cellar!
"If you want to do business, Jianbao Pavilion welcomes. β
Jiang Lingyun said lightly.
"The goods are good. β
"The price, too, is the lowest price you can access..."
"But only today!"
After speaking.
He turned his back and returned to the commercial building accompanied by Ah Bing and A Ning.
"Yay!"
"Oh my God, Boss Jiang has opened a company, it's really fast. β
"Come upstairs and take a look, there must be a lot of treasures..."
Because of the previous publicity, the old customers of Jianbao Pavilion are now flocking to the mall, but in a few seconds, they are all pouring into the commercial building.
The rest of the ghost street shopkeepers...
One by one, they stood on the spot, having nothing to say, and they didn't know what to do.
Be quiet!
On Nanhuai Square, these people stood for a long time, many people felt bored, and after seeing the enthusiasm of the buyers, they could only admit it.
"Yes. β
"Let's go, go back and think of something else..."
"If you can trip him once, you can trip a second time!"
There are naturally not a few such people.
Originally.
A small "Treasure Pavilion" antique shop has aroused the vigilance of the entire ghost street, and it is even more unscrupulous to squeeze out.
Now, Jiang Lingyun has opened a company and wants to do business at both ends...
This is a complete blockage of everyone's life!
Ultimately.
People walked and scattered, and only a few remained, staying where they were.
"Brother Liu, you say..."
Zhang Laolai's eyes rolled a few times.
Suddenly lowered his voice.
"If Jiang Lingyun gives the goods, what price can it be?"
"I don't know!"
Liu Laohan scoffed: "Go in and take a look, and be familiar with him." β
"If we can make friends, we want to take revenge in the future, and there will be more opportunities. β