"Master Zhang, could you please help me estimate the price? This clay sculpture from the late Qing Dynasty."

Chen Yanguang picked up the few "antiques" one by one and asked Zhang Yang to help evaluate them.

"I can give you thirty thousand for this."

Hearing this quotation, the tall man not far away from Chen Yanguang was a little excited:

"Thirty thousand? Say another f*cking thing...wuwuwuwu..."

But his mouth was immediately covered by the bodyguard.

[Quickly ask Yu Huang how much he paid for it? 】

[Yeah, didn’t you mean let’s see how much money he lost? 】

"Okay, okay." Zhang Yang followed the barrage and asked, "Friend Bao, how much did you spend on this thing?"

"Is this one?" Chen Yanguang pointed to the clay sculpture from the late Qing Dynasty: "This one will cost me 100,000 yuan."

"The fake Xuande furnace cost 150,000..."

"The fake lamp cost 120,000..."

"These few..."

While he was talking, the Counter in the barrage was also helping with the counting.

【-7,-15,-12……】

[A total loss of 2.76 million, I have learned abacus and mental arithmetic, I can’t be wrong]

[This number is still conservative. The prices given by the anchor are basically auction prices, and the actual loss is more]

[The policemen called by Rain Emperor are very busy, with a case worth more than two million yuan]

[Did someone just scold Master Zhang? He must be selling fakes, right? 】

[Probably brought here by the police]

"No more, Master, that's all."

"Okay." Zhang Yang nodded, snickering in his heart, but he persuaded him like he would an ordinary treasure friend: "Brother, don't buy so much next time."

"Yeah, thank you, teacher."

Chen Yanguang hung up the video politely.

"How about it, brothers? Is the Rain Emperor's vision okay? I lost nearly three million."

【66666】

[This is a typical example of people who are stupid and have too much money]

"Okay, that's it for tonight's treasure appraisal live broadcast."

"I'm not going to get off work, I didn't go to work at all. Today is a temporary broadcast to satisfy the wish of the top brother on the list."

"Our fixed live broadcast time is in the afternoon."

"Brother No. 2 on the list also has a wish? Let me see who is No. 2 on the list?"

Seeing that the barrage was scrolling [It’s time to finish the first list, it’s time to go to the second list], Zhang Yang opened the fan list and took a look.

The second one on the list is [Lao Na wants to return to secular life] who has been taking pictures just now.

"Brother Lao Na, do you have anything you want to identify?"

@I want to return to secular life; [Today is too late, let’s do it tomorrow afternoon]

"Okay, brothers, it's not that I don't know how to judge, it's just that the second person on the list has no job."

"Then see you tomorrow afternoon!"

Before leaving the workbench, Zhang Yang took a look at the number of viewers: 11,300 people watching online.

When there are so many treasure appraisal anchors online at night, the number of people in the live broadcast room increases instead of falling during the day, indicating that he already has a regular audience.

"Yes, what an anchor does is interesting." Zhang Yang couldn't help but think in his heart.

Seeing that Mr. Yu and Miss Cao were watching, Zhang Yang went up and said hello:

"Miss Cao, the piece of jade I sold just now shouldn't affect your performance, right?"

"No impact, no impact." Cao Jiayun smiled and waved her hand.

She then pointed to the live broadcast camera and asked Zhang Yang:

"How about you join me and say hello to the audience?"

"It's too late. I have to go back to school quickly. The dormitory will be closed later."

"Mr. Yu, bye! Miss Cao, bye!"

Zhang Yang's tone was very cheerful.

"Bye!" Mr. Yu forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

At 10:30 in the evening, after Zhang Yang had finished the massage, he had just arrived downstairs in the dormitory when Chen Yanguang called.

"Awesome, Brother Yang, in society, no one can play with antiques like you..."

When Chen Yanguang opened his mouth, he was full of compliments.

But all these are not worth what he said at the end:

"I'll ask Xiaolihua to send you a card tomorrow. I didn't finish tonight's meal, so I'll make up for it next time."

"It's okay, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Zhang Yang's tone was very comfortable.

He didn't inquire about the follow-up to the Linhai Hotel story, but from Chen Yanguang's extremely excited tone, he could tell that the matter was most likely done.

There is a team of professional lawyers behind him, so it is not easy to deal with several antique dealers.

Back in the dormitory, Zhang Yang lay on the bed and took a look at the balance of his bank card.

Three hundred and thirty-five thousand, the first pot of gold that was picked up and leaked has not been spent much, and the second pot of gold has arrived again.

This money is not enough to buy a house, and buying a car is not practical for college students. What should I do?

Use it to do business, or continue to pick up leaks?

Zhang Yang didn't have a clear idea for a while.

At this time, a call came in from "Zhaoqing, Guangdong Province".

"Hello, are you Zhang Yang?"

"Ah you are?"

"I'm Cao Jiayun." The female voice on the other end of the phone was a little different from what Zhang Yang heard during the day.

It's not so loud anymore, it's a lot more normal. Maybe this is Cao Jiayun's original voice.

"Oh, it's Miss Cao. It's so late. Is something okay?"

Zhang Yang thought to himself that if this woman harassed him at 11pm and talked about work matters, he would hang up the phone immediately.

"Yes, it's very important."

Cao Jiayun's tone was very serious.

"Zhang Yang, you have such strong personal abilities and such a distinctive live broadcast style. Have you ever considered making your own IP?"

Your own IP?

Zhang Yang immediately thought of Director Jin's desire to apply for a trademark using his own image.

However, the new contract has not been signed yet, so this matter may not have happened yet.

"The company should help me get this, right?"

Zhang Yang's answer was a little uncertain.

After all, his live broadcast image is separate from his publicity in daily life.

He didn't know whether "Master Zhang" was Zhang Yang's personal IP.

"You let the company do it? Mr. Yu's company?" Cao Jiayun asked in disbelief: "Haven't you heard of Li Ziqi's story?"

"I heard that she was tricked by MCN Company."

"It's more than just a trap. She just has her personal IP in the hands of the company. If the company boss operates it casually, she won't make a penny."

Cao Jiayun enthusiastically told Zhang Yang about the commercial value of "personal IP".

Only then did he reveal the purpose of the call:

"Are you interested in cooperating with us?"

The "we" Cao Jiayun refers to are several major jade processing factories in Guangdong Province and Zhaoqing City, which also deal in rough stones.

Live streaming is a very important sales channel for them.

The "cooperation" Cao Jiayun mentioned was to let Zhang Yang leave Mr. Yu's company, start his own company, and then cooperate with her in the name of the company.

One-stop service for treasure appraisal and goods delivery.

In her words, if this kind of thing is run well, you can achieve financial freedom within a year.

"Is freedom of wealth real? How much money did you make tonight?"

Zhang Yang took it for granted that Cao Jiayun discovered the huge profit when he was bringing the goods tonight.

That's why this woman wanted to cooperate with him privately.

"Uh..." Cao Jiayun was speechless for a moment, as if she had something to hide.

"Do you have a confidentiality contract with the company and cannot disclose data?" Zhang Yang asked understandingly.

He immediately expressed his thoughts:

"Maybe you made a lot of money tonight, but you have to know that this live broadcast room where Master Zhang appraises treasures belongs to the company."

"I use the company's account for the live broadcast, and the authentication was negotiated between the company and Douyin."

"If I start my own business, I will have to start all over again, and there will be no official traffic support."

"You also know about the live broadcast industry now..."

"It's okay, I think it's okay to start over. Just so you can change your style."

Cao Jiayun suddenly said this.

Then he smiled bitterly and said: "Although there are many people in your live broadcast room now, they don't like to spend money."

"My turnover in one night was only more than 3,000 yuan. This is definitely not the data that a live broadcast room with ten thousand people should have."

"So I think you can just reopen it."

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