At the Civil Service Treasure Appraisal Office, No. 3, Long Yushan pointed to the empty table, "You can just sit here. I'm really sorry. I didn't expect you to be wronged."

Long Yushan looked a little embarrassed. At this time, the assistant had already hung the banner written by Long Yushan beside the table, which stood out in sharp contrast with the surrounding seats.

"It's okay. Mr. Long has taken good care of me. You don't have to worry about me because you have many things to do."

Jiang Ge sat down on the chair with a relaxed expression. He didn't care about this, but he felt relaxed sitting here.

"Okay then, if anything happens, just come to me."

Long Yushan nodded, didn't say much, and left with his assistant.

Now it is about to start, and he has to give the opening speech of the appreciation meeting.

"Young man, it's okay. You're so impressive. You actually asked Mr. Long to arrange it himself, and even put up a name card to help you become famous."

Sitting on the left seat was a skinny old man with a mustache, who kept looking at Jiang Ge.

He asked, "Are you Mr. Long's nephew or a relative? Are you a little unfamiliar?"

"No, actually, I only knew Mr. Long for a month, and he took care of me." Jiang Ge responded modestly.

"Oh, that's it. So you must be something special. You've been in the industry for a few years. You didn't start learning antique appraisal right from your mother's womb, right?" the skinny old man asked.

"No, I have only been in the industry for two months. My ancestors knew a little about this industry and I learned a lot." Jiang Ge behaved very modestly.

"What, you dare to sit here after just two months in the industry, and you don't have to worry about those people drowning you in their spit. Young man, appraising treasures is no joke, and making mistakes can be very troublesome."

Upon hearing this, the old man felt that there was something fishy in it, and he looked down on Jiang Ge even more, and immediately lost interest.

"Hmph, another one who used the back door. He didn't even know how he died."

"Nowadays, the antique industry is getting more and more outrageous. A three-year-old child can pretend to be a master."

The skinny old man stopped talking, but a middle-aged man in a suit on the right couldn't help it, with a look of disdain on his face. The sign on the table read "Sifang Pavilion's chief treasure appraiser, Zhang Tai".

Jiang Ge glanced at the other person and said nothing. He was too lazy to pay attention to these people.

"Xiao Zhang is right. Now that the forest is so big, all kinds of birds are flying into it. It's really a joke."

"The antiques industry is a place where knowledge is important, not just for some people to get gold plating."

At this moment, Peng Jinyuan walked over with long strides and an arrogant attitude.

Several appraisers at the public seats stood up immediately and said hello one after another.

"Hello, Vice President Peng."

"Vice President Peng's body is as strong as ever."

Everyone stood up with respectful expressions on their faces. Peng Jinyuan was famous in the antique world and no one dared to deny him face. Only Jiang Ge remained motionless.

"Boy, what's the matter with you? Don't you know how to respect the old and love the young? Why are you still sitting here when Vice President Peng comes?" Zhang Tai felt that he had an opportunity to show off and immediately scolded Jiang Ge who was motionless.

The latter just looked into the distance and seemed not to hear.

"Forget it, don't argue with some wild boys. She was recommended by Vice President Long Ye. We all have to give him face." Peng Jinyuan waved his hands in a pretended manner, but his heart was as sharp as a knife.

He and Long Ye had been at odds for nearly ten years and had been fighting endlessly for the position of president. Unfortunately, Long Yushan didn't dare to be interested and directly recommended the current president, causing him to always hold a grudge.

The Antiques Association itself is a facade, with huge rights and great benefits. In order to ensure the formality and legality of antiques, some shops usually ask the association to guarantee and seal the antiques, which leaves a lot of room for manipulation.

Even if he does nothing in a year, he still has an income of several hundred million, and he is already greedy for it.

Therefore, he continued to suppress Long Ye and expand his own reputation just to compete, and Jiang Ge naturally became a pawn.

After hearing what he said, some people were dissatisfied, "Of course we have to give Mr. Long's face, but there are some people who don't need to give it. The antique industry relies on eyesight. If you don't have real ability, you can only step down. If someone doesn't do well later,

Then you don’t deserve to sit here.”

"Yes, let's rely on our strength and don't affect our reputation. Although our civilian seats are not official seats, we are still capable people in the industry. Who will be responsible if our reputation is ruined?"

Others also echoed, and they had the intention of driving Jiang Ge out. They were worried that Jiang Ge was not strong enough and could be mistaken, which would affect the reputation of all the people, and then they would suffer a loss.

"You are right. The reputation of the antique shop is very important, but we also need to give Mr. Long his face."

Peng Jinyuan was secretly happy, feeling that he had achieved his goal, and said, "Let's see it this way. You guys should jointly supervise Appraiser Jiang. If he is really bad, then it won't be anyone's fault. I will ask someone to take him out."

"It should be, this is right."

"Master Peng is indeed fair."

Everyone smiled with satisfaction, but Zhang Tai noticed something unusual. He knew that Lord Long had always been at odds with Peng Jinyuan, so he might be deliberately trying to undermine Long Yushan.

So he had an idea, glanced at Jiang Ge and said, "Don't worry, President Peng, I will carefully supervise the order of the venue. If some people are really here to fool around, I will definitely report it to you."

"Okay, not bad. I heard that you have always wanted to join the Antiques Association. I think you should have been approved a long time ago. I will help you ask when I have time." Peng Jinyuan felt that this person was very interesting, so he directly gave him a favor.

"Thank you, Mr. Peng, thank you!" Zhang Tai's face suddenly burst into laughter when he heard this. He had been working on this matter for a long time and wanted to get a formal license, but he had been rejected. Unexpectedly, now he has one

A way out.

These days, all industries require superficiality. Licensed appraisers and unlicensed appraisers are at two different levels, and their confidence in deceiving customers is also different.

Moreover, relying on the Antiques Association means that there is someone standing behind you, and you can use the association to escape responsibility if something goes wrong. This is how the law does not punish the public.

"By the way, there is something wrong with what you just said. How can you call me President Peng? I am the vice-president, not the president. If others hear it, they will think I have something. You should be more careful in the future." At this time, Peng Jinyuan remembered.

What, he warned again.

Although he said this, there was no trace of anger on his face.

"Oh, I was too impatient just now and let it slip. I'll be careful next time."

"But Vice President Peng is capable and of noble character. I admire you." Zhang Tai slapped his head, pretending to be remorseful.

Others also took the opportunity to argue, "Yes, Mr. Peng is in the antique world, and he will become the president sooner or later. I hope Mr. Peng will take care of him when the time comes."

"What are you talking about? It's true!"

Seeing that everyone was talking more and more biased, Peng Jinyuan quickly turned serious and pointed at Zhang Tai, "Be careful in the future. You have to be careful and stop talking nonsense."

"I know, I will definitely pay attention." Zhang Tai immediately expressed his stance.

"Hey. I really want to make a good show and build a memorial arch. This movie is so good...so good."

Jiang Ge couldn't help it anymore, took out his phone and shook his head with a sigh.

"What did you say, boy?"

Someone heard something was wrong and looked at him and shouted:

"I said this movie is really good. What's wrong? I'm sorry. I was so absorbed in watching the movie that I didn't hear what you said."

Jiang Ge raised the cell phone in Yang's hand.

Peng Jinyuan was not stupid. He naturally knew that the other party was talking about himself, so he snorted coldly, "Young man, your words and deeds must be well-founded. If you take the wrong road, you can still turn around. If you don't know how to behave, you will easily suffer losses."

"Really? I think I'm still a human being, so I don't need to worry about it, Vice President Peng." Jiang Ge glanced at the old man and thought he was too good at pretending.

"Humph, I wish you good luck!" Peng Jinyuan was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, and turned around and left with his two followers.

At this time, the time has reached nine o'clock, and the antique appreciation party has begun.
Chapter completed!