According to his words, the person who calls is definitely the kind of stupid person who doesn't pull the call, if you don't answer your phone, you will change the way, turn it into a text message, and explain who you are and what your intentions are!

will only fight desperately, this IQ, and there is really no one left.

This time, though, he changed his mind.

Looking at Qu Jiaming, he opened his mouth again, not planning to be laughed at by the other party again, at the moment when the mobile phone rang, Wang Peng hurriedly picked up the mobile phone at a flying speed, put it in his ear, and sat silent in his mouth.

"Hey, I'm Wang Peng!" he said.

"Master Wang, you finally answered the phone. The voice on the other end of the phone was a little crying of joy.

Wang Peng frowned, listening to the voice should be Meng Liangzhu, this guess was quickly confirmed, and the other head continued:

"I'm Lao Meng, Meng Liangzhu, Master Wang, the time for our competition with each other has been determined, and I will report to you on purpose. ”

"It's decided? What about the method and content? Is it decided?"

Wang Peng then remembered that there was an agreement between him and Meng Liangzhu to help him clean up an eyeless guy.

"It's all set, it's here. Meng Liangzhu's voice was excited, but unfortunately before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Peng.

Wang Peng said: "I'll talk to you later, don't hang up the phone yet." ”

Without waiting for Meng Liangzhu to say yes, he clasped the mobile phone in his hand, and then said to Qu Jiaming:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qu, I have something to leave first, and I'll leave the rest to the people below, and I'll sign it for you tomorrow." ”

Qu Jiaming said a little unhappily: "What can be more important than the cooperation between us?"

With great difficulty, he overpowered Wang Peng again, and was gaining the upper hand, preparing to continue to attack Wang Peng violently in the matter of art, and even thought of a rhetoric.

As a result, Wang Peng wanted to use a phone call to slip away, wanting to avoid this embarrassment, which must not let him succeed.

Wang Peng smiled and said in his heart: Just wait for the little song you say!

"There is an unfamiliar person, I must go over and help him do the appraisal of antiques, alas, there is no way, after all, I know, and besides, he is also the chief appraiser of a well-known auction house, so he has to give people a face, right?!"

Wang Peng sighed and put on a very helpless look, but the strong pen temperament and the rich amount of information contained in the words made everyone in an uproar.

Antiques, appraisals, well-known auction houses, chief appraisers, unfamiliar relationships, and specially asking for doors?

Everyone doesn't believe it, judging from Wang Peng's previous remarks that he "doesn't understand" art, this "pen" is obviously too deliberate, and it really can't give full marks!

Qu Jiaming said lightly with disdain: "It's up to you?"

"Mr. Qu, in the last auction, you should have a personal experience!" Wang Peng deliberately reminded Qu Jiaming.

He was referring to the fact that at the last cocktail auction, he personally appraised the incense burner and was approved by Master Ying.

Qu Jiaming was dumbfounded, obviously after prompting, he also thought of Wang Peng's situation at that time.

Seeing that Qu Jiaming was silent, everyone was taken aback again, Qu Jiaming obviously affirmed Wang Peng's words, and he couldn't refute it at all, so he would behave like this.

Identification is not as simple as liking art.

Appraisal means that only those who are particularly outstanding in a certain field of art, and whose relevant knowledge reserves and appreciation level are exceptionally prominent, can be recognized as an appraiser.

How can such a person not have artistic talent?

It was the elite who were present, and it became clear almost immediately.

But in this way, they are even more uncomfortable, just now they were like looking at art idiots, and with a gorgeous turn, they have become the leaders of the art world.

The feeling of being slapped in the face by Wang Peng silently and strongly, just imagine, who would feel good?!

Looking at Wang Peng's back when he left, everyone opened their mouths and thought silently in their hearts: This guy understands both art and business planning, can he still be a "person"? Can he still be a good "person"?

Wang Peng, who walked out of the VIP room quickly, was quietly wiping the invisible sweat on his forehead.

Made, it's so dangerous, if it weren't for this call, his face would have been lost, well, it seems that Meng Liangzhu is a little better.

Meng Liangzhu didn't know that a phone call he made just now made him climb into the appraisal industry in the future, a position he never dared to dream of.

Wang Peng found a quiet place at random, picked up his mobile phone and saw that Meng Liangzhu was really obedient and did not start talking because of the long delay.

Wang Peng, who was in a good mood, continued to talk to the other party.

After a simple three or two minutes, it was already clear that except for the fact that the name of the auction house had not been changed, and the corresponding equity had been changed, Meng Liangzhu had already prepared all the other things.

When Wang Peng heard that he said the names of the six third-party celebrities in the collecting world that he had found, he smiled and smiled happily, for no other reason, that is, there were several people, he knew and dealt with, and the relationship was quite good.

"Huh, why are you still here?" Wang Peng asked Wen Ranran in front of him in surprise.

When he walked back to his office area, he saw a graceful figure sitting on his stomach, and when he got closer, he realized that it was Wen Ranran.

At this moment, Wen Ranran, who raised his head when he heard the voice, was full of gloom.

"What kind of expression are you, and what are you doing?" Wang Peng asked, pointing at Wen Ranran.

Wen Ranran was holding the mouse in his right hand, and on the screen of the computer in front of him, he was playing a half-played FreeCell game, and there was a box of opened cookies on the desktop, and a stack of documents with the words "Featured Business" printed on his head was pressed underneath.

And at the corner of Wen Ranran's mouth, there was still a cookie crumb.

In this situation, no one needs to tell him, Wang Peng knows that Wen Ranran must have read the documents, waited for himself for a long time, and after being hungry and bored, he was playing card games and filling his hunger with biscuits.

Raising my hand and looking at my watch, it was already half past five in the afternoon, and for those who were used to eating earlier, it was time for dinner, and it was normal to be hungry.

was discovered by Wang Peng that he was playing a card game, and said to Wen Ran that it was quite embarrassing.

With some redness at the root of her ears, she threw the mouse away from her hand, then smoothly turned off the computer screen and pressed the restart button of the computer.

Then following Wang Peng's gaze, he vigilantly wiped off the residue at the corner of his mouth, and then clapped his little hands with a smile on his face, and said innocently:

"It's nothing, I've read the information, and I've been waiting for you here boringly. ”