Chapter 129: 240 million Huanghuali
Zhang Yang was a little puzzled by the reaction of the two researchers:
"What's wrong? Don't you like to talk to ordinary collectors? ”
"I don't like it." Even Deputy Director Zou shook his head, as if he remembered something terrible.
"That's still less communication between you, I live broadcast treasure appreciation on the Internet, and the friends I met are very interesting." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
He thought of those old Jiumen brothers, and now, most of them should have lived a good life without worrying about eating and drinking.
"Director Zhang, let me take the liberty of asking, is there any benefit to you in your private museum?" Researcher Nie asked.
"Yes, we participated because there was a requirement from above."
"I participated because of traffic and income!" Zhang Yang stretched out two fingers.
"I understand traffic, is the income purely based on traffic monetization?" Deputy Director Zou asked puzzledly: "Now the traffic is worthless." ”
"Not only traffic realization, but also in the name of soliciting lots, we can cooperate with auction houses to extract a part of the commission after the lot is sold."
"You can also take things in the hands of players and put them in the exhibition hall of the museum to attract tourists."
Zhang Yang said the abacus that had been made a long time ago.
Just a few issues of loan exhibitions, can you help the Hailin Museum turn around? That's choking!
As soon as the large army of the Yangcheng Museum leaves, there is a high probability that everything will return to its original state.
However, if you can stack the buffs of "free treasure appreciation", "auction collection" and "museum collection" on a single event, you may be able to make a name for yourself nationwide.
When the time comes, the Helin Museum will become the "Jerusalem" of private collectors.
Deputy Director Zou had no way of knowing Zhang Yang's ambitions, and at first they just felt:
"It's over, I feel like what he said makes sense, are we going to be trapped?"
But when Zhang Yang took out the cooperation agreement he had prepared in advance with Shenghai Yongxing Auction Company, they realized.
This event seems to be a real drama.
The key is not the amount of revenue, the key is that if the activity can be profitable, a virtuous circle can be formed and it will continue to be held.
There is an opportunity to influence the whole country.
Deputy Director Zou, who was in charge of publicity work in the museum, immediately said: "We can cooperate with you here." ”
"Experts of the young and middle-aged generations like Mr. Nie and Mr. Qiao are very good at communicating with ordinary collectors."
When the two researchers heard this, they shook their heads, but they were ignored.
"It's just that the frequency of activities should not be too frequent, preferably no more than once a quarter."
"This frequency is okay, and it can be recovered." Researcher Nie echoed.
"No problem." Zhang Yang readily agreed: "Auctions are usually held once a month, and we collect lots for one quarter at a time, which will be more promising for collectors. ”
As for the distribution of benefits, everyone tacitly did not mention it.
Zhang Yang himself thinks that it is too vulgar to talk about money now, and it is not too late to share the money when he earns it.
If you don't make any money, of course, you'll be in vain.
Deputy Director Zou believes that there is an allowance for business trips anyway, and there are multiple publicity channels, so you can try it first.
Although the Yangcheng Museum is very famous in the Lingnan area, it does not rank among the top ten in the country in terms of the number of cultural relics in its collection and the number of tourists it receives.
This event may be an opportunity.
……
On the fifth day of the loaned exhibition, the "Hailin Voluntary Treasure Appreciation and Lot Collection Activity" was hurriedly launched.
This event was announced yesterday in the crowd of visitors.
Recalling the popularity of the last treasure hunt in Linhai, Zhang Yang is still very confident in the folk collectors in Linhai.
As the king of the treasure appreciation area during the day, he arranged a live broadcast room for each of the four researchers from the Yangcheng Museum.
It is applied in the name of the Hailin Museum, and it is a public welfare live broadcast room, the kind that has no income.
Purely for the sake of publicity.
Zhang Yang himself is different, he set up a main stage and watched these four live broadcast rooms at one time.
Wherever something good appears, he cuts to explain it.
This new live broadcast mode, the audience in the live broadcast room is not very used to it, and they are all asking questions.
[Where is the anchor holding this event?] 】
[Is it a live broadcast?] 】
[Master Zhang, why don't you go to the appraisal? 】
[The picture is too small, I can't see it clearly, can I zoom in]
[Is there a reward for participating in this event?] 】
Zhang Yang patiently helped to answer, which can be regarded as an indirect promotion for this week-long event.
Soon, the first breaking point of this event came.
In the No. 3 live broadcast room, researcher Nie, an uncle who tied his shirt in his belt was sticking his waist and said to Teacher Nie with an arrogant attitude:
"Tell me, how much is this thing worth of me?"
Antiques in units of 100 million, Zhang Yang only knows Yuan Qinghua.
Is it hard to come?
He hurriedly enlarged the No. 3 live broadcast room.
The uncle brought a wooden yellow chair, which could not be placed on the appraisal table, so it could only be placed on the ground first.
"Uncle, how much do you think this thing is worth of yours?" Teacher Nie asked.
"I won't say how much it's worth, but I can tell you how much the auction company has paid." The uncle said in a deep voice.
"Two years ago, I went to an auction company in Yanjing, and I won't say my name, lest you say that I advertise."
"The appraiser helped me see it, saying that I was an authentic Hainan Huanghuali, and a chair was worth 60 million."
"I said I still have one, a male and a female, a couple."
"The appraiser was shocked."
"One is 60 million, and two are doubled, which is 120 million. But if you get a pair, how rare it is, 240 million. ”
"But it's a pity, that auction house can only auction a few million things at most, and people say they can't do it."
"I looked for several more in BJ, but none of them could be filmed."
"I want to know, can a cooperative auction house auction such a big museum of yours be auctioned?"
When the uncle said this, his face was full of regret.
If he weren't wearing a shirt of more than a dozen yuan and the key to the electric tricycle pinned to his waist, Zhang Yang would probably believe him for 0.001 seconds.
"This is an appraiser who lacks virtue and smokes, and deceives people like this in order to pay for the appraisal fee!" Zhang Yang said with emotion.
He didn't think it was necessarily the uncle who wanted to cheat money, because what he meant was that he already had these two chairs.
Seeing that the uncle finished speaking, Mr. Nie came directly to say:
"Uncle, no matter what other appraisers say, your piece, in my place, is a red sour branch."
"Red sour branches?"
The uncle repeated, and then raised his voice abruptly.
"Such a good material, such an open Huanghuali, which eye do you see is a red sour branch?"
"This is the red sour branch, and this texture has nothing to do with Huanghuali." Teacher Nie insisted on his opinion.
The uncle was in a hurry and directly lifted the chair.
Zhang Yang was startled, thinking that he was going to fight, but he picked up a chair and showed it to the people who ate melons in a circle.
"Let's take a look, this blind bullshit expert is stunned to call my yellow pear a red sour branch!"
"He has no conscience, and he doesn't have a word of truth on his lips!"
Zhang Yang took a look, it was indeed a red sour branch, a very open thing.
Mr. Nie's professionalism is trustworthy.
The uncle turned around, but he still didn't mean to stop, and even wanted to find more people to help him.
"I'll go, this uncle is going crazy!"
The barrage was very happy to watch, and there were all those who scolded him for being a "fool" and "liar", and there were also those who [felt sorry for this expert].
Zhang Yang hurriedly sent a message to Teacher Nie to connect with him.
Of course, I'm not afraid that Mr. Nie won't handle it well, but I really can't call the security guard.
He was afraid that he would have to pay for Mr. Nie's mental damage and the old man's medical expenses.
After connecting to the microphone, Zhang Yang first said his hard work to Mr. Nie.
"Leave it to me next, I'm good at this kind of work."
"Okay." Teacher Nie breathed a sigh of relief, and he walked up to the uncle: "Uncle, the person in charge of our side of the activity wants to talk to you." ”
"That's great!" The uncle laughed and finally put the chair on the ground: "I'm going to report you to your person in charge." ”
"Okay, okay, report, report." Teacher Nie said perfunctorily and turned the phone over.
"Hello uncle!"
"Good leader! I'll tell you, you bullshit experts surnamed Nie......"
After he finished scolding, Zhang Yang nodded: "I saw everything just now." ”
"I want to ask you, who said that your chair with red sour branches belongs to Huanghuali?"
"Say their names and let us see them."
"Say their names, I'm afraid I'll scare you!"
"Ten national treasure-level experts all say that this is Huanghuali, and only this one surnamed Nie says that it is a red sour branch."
[Good guys, ten national treasure-level experts, real fake]
[Teacher Nie is really miserable]
[He's not miserable, it's those experts who are miserable, because Master Zhang also said that this is a red sour branch]
(End of chapter)