Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through.

What Yan Hui was looking for was not there, why did she look carefully, wouldn't that be a waste of time?
Zheng Yunsheng must have thought too badly of others.

Yan Hui flipped through the pages, and finally found what she wanted to see, which was the records about the sources of these goods.

She noticed that today's Yunyue Zhai has a stable source of supply, which is a factory located in a small city in a large central province.

The name of the factory is "Shenghua Handicraft Manufacturing Factory", and Yunyuezhai will buy goods from this factory almost every half month.

The goods imported are even more varied, such as calligraphy and painting, porcelain, jade... This factory has everything that one expects to find.

The rest are some bulk goods, scattered and inconspicuous.

This kind of situation is really not right. Yan Hui has heard Father Yan and Uncle Ming discuss business before, and knows the rules of this industry.

"If you don't open for three years, you will have to eat for three years after opening." This is what I said.

For collectibles, someone has to come out and someone to go in, so that they can be circulated. Large transactions are quite rare, and only scattered ones are the norm.

This is an entry point.

Yan Hui secretly made up her mind and decided to start the investigation from this factory.

She had an idea in her heart, but Yan Hui didn't show it on the face, she was still sitting lazily, drinking tea, flipping through things.

The summer is scorching hot, although the cool air in Yunyue Zhai is full, but the high temperature is still very unfriendly to the fat man.

Zheng Yunsheng was so busy that his chest and back were wet with sweat, and he was as tired as a dog, but when he turned his head to see Yan Hui, he was so leisurely and comfortable that his heart was extremely unbalanced.

"Miss Yan, it's already noon, why don't you rest for a while, everyone should eat."

Yan Hui looked at the time, and sure enough, it was time for dinner.

"Thank you for your hard work today, I'll treat you to a treat." Yan Hui waved his hand and said very magnanimously.

When she said that, everyone immediately felt that this eldest lady was actually pretty good, and there were not so many complaints in their hearts for a while.

During lunch time, Yan Hui did not eat alone, instead, she sat with the female employees.

In this world, the most well-informed place is the place where there are women. If Yan Hui wants to know something, it is best to start with them.

The boss condescended to sit with the ordinary employees, and everyone would feel awkward. The dinner table that should have been noisy had become deserted because of Yan Hui's joining.

Yan Hui knew the concerns in these people's hearts, after all, she gave a blow when she came in this morning.

The distance between things requires someone to take the initiative to get closer. Under Yan Hui's deliberate activity, the atmosphere gradually relaxed. At the very least, someone dared to speak.

From the conversation between them, Yan Hui really extracted a lot of useful information. At the very least, he knew which people were able to do things sincerely, and which people came in for leisure through nepotism.

Yan Hui was so happy to inquire about the news that she had long forgotten the agreement she made with someone today.

And the phone also missed the call because it was muted.

"Look at what I said? People didn't take this matter to heart at all, thanks to you, it's quite serious." Qi Cheng gloated.

He is a person with a short memory, with two big dark circles under his eyes, and he still wants to say dead words.

Ling Yue's expression darkened again when he heard the "Sorry, the person you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please call back later" from the hands-free phone.

"Come on, I think you should eat quickly, if you delay like this, you will almost have afternoon tea!" Qi Cheng continued to complain.

Ling Yue looked at the phone as if looking at an enemy. This unreliable woman is irresponsible at all.

Let's turn the time back to the time when breakfast is about to be finished——

"Ling Yue, do you have time at noon?" Seeing that Ling Yue was about to leave the dinner table, Yan Hui hurriedly stopped him and asked.

"What's the matter?" Ling Yue's expression was indifferent.

"It's nothing, I'm just going to treat you to a meal." Yan Hui said with a smile.

Ling Yue has helped her so much, she should show something, and she should show her heart after a meal.

"I don't necessarily have time at noon." Ling Yue's tone didn't fluctuate, and he didn't know whether he agreed or didn't agree to what he said.

But Yan Hui didn't take it seriously, "Call me if you have time at noon, and forget it if you don't have time."

Ling Yue nodded after hearing this, and the two of them made an agreement by doing so.

But, who would have thought that when Ling Yue had pushed back two meals and was waiting for Yan Hui's meal, someone's cell phone would not be able to get through?
The darker Ling Yue's face is, the brighter Qi Cheng's smile is. For so many years, Qi Cheng has been frantically probing on the verge of death, especially recently. In Ling Yue's eyes, Qi Cheng has already half-stepped into the edge of death. abyss.

The phone call ended up being automatically hung up because no one answered, and Ling Yue made a strong note of Yan Hui in his heart.

Thinking of him, Ling Yue, since he was a child, he was the only one who broke the appointment and let the pigeons go. It is not easy for anyone else to get his consent, so how dare they break the appointment.

Yan Hui was the first one.

Yan Hui, who has already entered someone's small account book of revenge, has no idea about her future situation. She just finished a fruitful lunch, and she can't think of pulling out her phone to take a look.

Those staff members started to take inventory again, and Yan Hui continued to look through the materials. This time, her eyes were mainly on the customers who came to the store.

Looking through the names one by one, Yan Hui looked at these names and only felt two words familiar.

The owners of those familiar names have one thing in common—they all come from official families.

Before the Yan family collapsed, Yan Hui often saw all kinds of rich second-generation officials and second-generation officials on various occasions. The circle was so big that Yan Hui basically knew them.

Unexpectedly, one day she would see these names here.

Those wealthy second generations buy all kinds of things, which can be summed up in one word "expensive", but those official second generations buy very ordinary things, all of which cost thousands or hundreds of dollars.

However, Yan Hui looked at the names of the items and felt that something was wrong.She understands the dispositions of these second-generation officials. They are not the kind of people who buy fake antiques after all their families have made a lot of money.

Moreover, Yan Hui is extremely familiar with the names of these items, because Father Yan has genuine items in his collection.

Yan Hui thought again about the warehouse where there were few genuine items left, and a bold guess suddenly popped up in his mind.

Could it be that what these people bought was actually the real thing?