Seeing that Ye Fan was not very interested, Sun Yilang quickly nodded, "Mr. Ye, rest assured, I will definitely run Boguzhai to its former glory."
Sun Yilang patted his chest to guarantee it, which was not only a promise to Ye Fan but also a requirement for himself.
Where you fall, you get up.
The glory of Boguzhai must not disappear like this.
Ye Fan waved his hand, "You go and be busy. Oh, by the way, my sister is at Boguzhai. Take good care of her. If she doesn't understand anything, teach her. I think with your ability, teaching her shouldn't be difficult."
Ye Fan's tone was calm and indifferent.
"Understood."
Sun Yilang responded respectfully, then turned and left the office.
Only after leaving the office did Sun Yilang clench his fists, unable to hide his excitement.
"With Boguzhai in Ye Fan's hands, it will surely flourish, not only becoming the number one in Jiangcheng, but also becoming the number one in Jiangnan, the number one in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the number one in the country."
Recalling Ye Fan's confident demeanor, Sun Yilang felt his blood boiling.
Ye Fan paid no attention to Sun Yilang's departure.
At this moment, his entire focus was on this Nine Dragon Vase.
Not only had the color of the Nine Dragon Vase changed, but the positions of the nine dragons on it also seemed to have shifted.
The flying dragons that were originally soaring through the clouds now seemed to be coiled up, lacking their former vitality.
"How could this be?"
Ye Fan frowned, puzzled. Since he brought the Nine Dragon Vase back, Ye Fan had kept it safe, and no accidents had occurred, so why would there be such a change?
After studying it for over an hour, he still found no clues, and finally Ye Fan gave up.
He sighed and leaned back in his chair.
"Perhaps, the opportunity has not yet arrived," Ye Fan murmured softly.
A knock on the door sounded, and Ye Fan frowned, "Come in."
Sun Yilang returned, but this time he held an invitation.
"Mr. Ye, an invitation from the Antiques Association."
Antiques Association?
Ye Fan was stunned. This Zheng Zhilong actually had some ideas. He had just taken office and was already planning big moves.
As the saying goes, a new official makes three fires, but it is unknown where Zheng Zhilong intended to aim his first fire.
"What does it say?"
Ye Fan asked indifferently.
He didn't have a good impression of Zheng Zhilong.
If it weren't for Jiang Zhitao and the others arriving in time yesterday, Zheng Zhilong probably wouldn't have let it go, let alone apologized to him.
Could a person who bullies the weak and fears the strong be a good person?
Sun Yilang opened the invitation and said in a low voice, "The Antiques Association is holding an unprecedented appraisal fair, inviting our Boguzhai to participate. The date is set for a week later."
"Another appraisal fair?"
Ye Fan sneered. He remembered participating in an appraisal fair before, accompanying Shen Tianyin. It was also because of that appraisal fair that Ye Fan began to make a name for himself.
It was just that he didn't expect that this Chairman Zheng, who had just taken office, would also hold an appraisal fair.
"Who will be attending?"
If they were all small fry, Ye Fan would have no interest.
Sun Yilang's expression gradually became solemn. "Besides the antique shops in Jiangcheng, there are also antique shops from Haicheng. Moreover, the invitation specifically introduces Jiangnan Misty Rain Antique Shop and the Jiangcheng Antique Secret Alliance."
Ye Fan had no particular interest in the antique shops in Jiangcheng and Haicheng.
When he heard about Jiangnan Misty Rain Antique Shop, Ye Fan couldn't help but curl his lips.
But when he heard about the Jiangcheng Antique Secret Alliance at the end, Ye Fan's brow furrowed.
"What is this Jiangcheng Antique Secret Alliance?"
Neither in his past life nor in this life had he ever heard of such an organization. Could it have just been established?
But Sun Yilang's expression became even more solemn.
"Mr. Ye, the Jiangcheng Antique Secret Alliance is an ancient organization, far older than Boguzhai. It was formed by several reclusive families engaged in the antique business. They rarely show themselves in public and only conduct legitimate business. It's just that we don't know why they will be participating in this appraisal fair."
Recalling the terrifying nature of that organization, Sun Yilang couldn't help but shiver.
He had encountered people from the Secret Alliance before. At that time, he was in high spirits, a rising star in the antique world, and wanted to compete with masters.
But he never expected that the other party would send only a young beginner disciple who defeated him with ease.
After that, Sun Yilang devoted himself to his studies, and it took him ten full years before he finally emerged and achieved his current status.
"I see. It seems our Chairman Zheng has a lot of influence to be able to invite such an ancient organization as the Secret Alliance. Interesting, truly interesting."
Hearing Ye Fan actually say it was interesting, Sun Yilang felt a chill down his spine, but he dared not retort.
"Mr. Ye, are we definitely going to attend this appraisal fair?"
Sun Yilang finally asked tentatively.
Ye Fan nodded heavily, "Of course, we have to go and show our support. After all, it's organized by the Antiques Association. If we don't go, I'm afraid we'll be ostracized by other antique shops in Jiangcheng."
"Since that's the case, we still have a week to prepare."
At the opening ceremony, almost all the treasures had been sold out. If they were to attend the appraisal fair, they might not have suitable treasures to display.
Therefore, they had to acquire some valuable items as soon as possible within this week.
"This afternoon, accompany me to the antique street for a stroll and see if there are any treasures worth acquiring," Ye Fan said calmly.
Seeing that Ye Fan had made up his mind, Sun Yilang could only nod and obey.
Jiangcheng Antique Street was always bustling, even though it was past noon, it was still crowded.
Looking at the crowds coming and going, listening to the constant sounds of haggling, Ye Fan's lips curled into a smile.
She liked this vibrant atmosphere where money was earned through ability, which was very fair.
The two of them walked slowly through the antique street, as if they were just window shopping.
Not long after entering the antique street, they heard a low voice from ahead.
"This Yongzheng Tongbao has a clearer 'Yong' character, with a missing dot above it, implying not to be too assertive. It is a rare misprinted coin. Furthermore, the dragon pattern is an open-mouthed swimming dragon, with a rough engraving. This should be a casting mold coin, dating back several hundred years. It's still preserved so well, which is quite good. I'll pay 1.3 million for this copper coin."
Many people were围观 around, and the speaker's appearance could not be seen, but from his words alone, Ye Fan couldn't help but nod.
"I didn't expect there to be such a person with excellent eyesight in Jiangcheng. Truly remarkable."
These few sentences hit all the key points, completely explaining the essence of a casting mold coin.
Without real skill, it would be impossible to achieve this.
Even Sun Yilang, standing beside him, nodded, "Indeed, a master."