"Boss Jiang, your Jiyuan Hall should have a large number of antiques, right?"

Hearing Yang Yu's inquiry, Jiang Tianzheng was very confused. Why did Yang Yu suddenly ask this, but he nodded and replied: "Our Jiyuan Hall has indeed collected some antiques over the years. What? Boss Yang means..."

Get the answer you want, Yang Yu continued to ask: "If you sell the batch of antiquities in your hand, what will happen?"

"I don't know, the domestic market is not good now. Our Jiyuantang now trades more foreign businesses and has not opened up the domestic market."

Jiang Tianzheng shook his head. Compared with the 1970s, the times are developing. Although the antique market in the 1980s has expanded a lot, antiques are not items that need urgent needs, so the market is also slightly depressed. Not to mention whether Jiyuantang sells or not, even if it really wants to open up the domestic market, there will be not many people who will buy it.

Yang Yu pondered slightly. Although he didn't understand the antique industry, he knew that any antique was a precipitation of history and had immeasurable value. Jiyuantang sold some cultural relics abroad. Although the profit was high, it was essentially an invisible and huge loss to the country.

At the same time, Yang Yu was also very clear that Jiyuantang is just a microcosm of the domestic antique market. How many cultural relics-level antiques flow into foreign markets every year? And how many times the price will these cultural relics be sold in decades?

Although Yang Yu is an ordinary person, he also has the patriotic sentiment that most people have. At least within his ability, he is willing to safeguard national interests in his own way.

Perhaps some people will say that they can't see where Yang Yu is patriotic, and they don't say anything else. He started a business, paid taxes in accordance with the law, and actively responded to the national economic construction. Isn't this an invisible patriotism? What's more, patriotism or not is not an empty slogan in his mouth, but an interpretation with practical actions.

Rongcheng Yinzhuang is preparing to use the method of selling gold and silver to complete the capital recovery, and then use this amount of funds to suppress Hengyu, which directly poses a major threat to Hengyu.

In this case, as long as Jiyuantang completely opens up the domestic market and makes the people realize that the value of antiques is not worse than gold and silver, and there is a huge room for appreciation, then they will have one more choice, which greatly reduces the desire to purchase gold and silver, and can also suppress the gold and silver selling speed of Rongcheng Silver Village.

If Rongcheng Silver Bank wants to speed up the sale, it will undoubtedly have to lower the price of gold and silver. Therefore, while achieving Yang Yu and his team's goals, they can also avoid the outflow of antiques in Jiyuantang through the digestion of the domestic market.

"But Boss Yang, how can we let the public understand the value of antiques in the shortest time?"

I wonder again, although Yang Yu's idea is established, it is difficult to implement it. Antiques have almost no applicable value and are not in line with the trend of the times' pursuit of material culture. How to promote it? How to promote it?

"The value of antiques itself cannot be seen directly, but we can convert the value of antiques into money and add a label to it. The older the history, the less numerous the antiques, the higher the price, the more you want. Think about it, a person buys an antique for a price of 100 yuan, and then sells it for 10,000 yuan, which is nearly a hundred times the profit difference. If we promote it, what will it be?"

Yang Yu smiled slightly about Jiang Tianzheng's question. As a veteran, he was naturally very clear about the hype, and the common hype methods in the 21st century must also be applicable to this era.

After hearing Yang Yu's words, Jiang Tianzheng's eyes lit up. If there was a wave of antiques in China, it would definitely bring extremely generous profits to Jiyuantang, so he nodded without thinking and agreed.

Next, several people had a series of detailed discussions on how to operate the antique sell-off and finally improved the plan.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Shanghai Stock Exchange, Dongying Train Station

After several hours of flight, Ling Fei arrived safely, and then Ling Fei changed to the shuttle bus. After a 40-minute bump, he finally returned to the familiar place.

Although it rarely snows in the Shanghai market in winter, the temperature is extremely cold. Unconsciously, I tightened my coat tightly. Ling Fei took the box and walked towards the dim street lights.

She wrote a letter to go home and said that today's train tickets will take a few days to get home, so Ling Jingpei and his wife didn't know that Ling Fei had returned to the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

"I don't know if Fei'er successfully got on the train."

"The security in Rongcheng is very good, Fei'er must have gotten on the train smoothly."

Ling Jingpei put down his chopsticks with a stern face and thought that his daughter would be able to go home in the next few days. He was actually very happy, but when he remembered the cover of the magazine, he was angry and didn't even complain: "You are all for her stubborn temper!"

At this moment, the knock on the door suddenly rang out. Yue Chuyun, who had originally wanted to talk to him, also took back the words to his mouth: "I'm afraid I'm not here to give a gift again!" Then she stood up and went to open the door.

"If you send a gift, you will be driven away by me! If there is no urgent matter, let him go to the government tomorrow during the day. I will find my home at night. What's the point!"

Since he became a high-ranking official, there have always been people looking for him privately, either forming cliques or coming to the back door. However, Ling Jingtian never took this trick. He has always been in business and selfless, and he hates such people from the bottom of his heart.

"Mom, I'm back!"

When Yue Chuyun opened the door, she saw Ling Fei standing at the door with a box in surprise, and opened her mouth wide in surprise: "Oh! Fei'er! Why are you back? Oh! I miss my mother so much."

The mother of her son was worried. Seeing Ling Fei return safely, Yue Chuyun quickly stepped forward to hug Ling Fei. Although she knew that her daughter would be back in a few days, Ling Fei was in her arms now, and tears of excitement could not help but roll in her eyes.

"Let's go! Go! Go! Go first and talk about it! Are you so hungry?" Letting go of Ling Fei, Yue Chuyun wiped her tears: "Lao Ling, Lao Ling, look! Who is back?"

Ling Jingpei turned his head and saw Ling Fei holding the box and standing with Yue Chuyun. He was also stunned, but the surprise in his eyes flashed, and then he had a straight face: "You know you're back." Then he turned his head to continue eating. If Ling Fei stood in front of Ling Jingpei at this time, he would find that because of excitement, Ling Jingpei's hands trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth were constantly rising...

When he got home, he saw his father showing his face to him. Ling Fei's smile on his face disappeared and stood on the spot. He didn't know what to do, so Yue Chuyun quickly winked at Ling Fei: "Are you hungry? Let's go and put the gifts first, let's have a meal!"

(Second update)
Chapter completed!