wrong currency

Chapter 69 Long Live Coin

Ou Yiran and Yun Lei entered the art exhibition company at half past nine the next day.

Since it was just work, most of the staff were mopping the floor and mopping the table, sorting out yesterday's files.

Seeing a customer coming in, a girl put down her work and greeted her with a smile: "Mr. Ma'am, good morning. Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

Ou Yiran expressed his feelings directly: "I saw on the Internet that your company showed a [-]-version [-]-yuan denomination fluorescently reprinted wrong coin, come and have a look."

"Oh, sir and madam, please follow me." The girl gave up her bare hand, led the way, and came to the exhibition hall.

The huge exhibition hall is bright and clean, with a dazzling array of exhibits, including porcelain, jade, bronze, calligraphy and painting, each with its own merits.

The girl is obviously very dedicated, so many collections are thanks to her being able to remember the location.

Turn left and right in the exhibition hall until you come to a row of display racks on the east side.

Ou Yiran saw that there were a few wrong coins in the showcase, and he saw the familiar series of serial numbers on one of the hundred yuan coins at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

The showcase door is locked.

The girl pointed it to Ou Yiran through the glass door, and said with a smile, "That's the one Mr. said."

"Can you take it out and have a look?" Ou Yiran asked, holding back his heartbeat that was a bit stalled.

"Sir, do you want to collect it?" The girl's face was full of smiles.

"I want to see it first." Ou Yiran was noncommittal.

"Okay, sir, wait for a while, I'll get the key."

"All right!"

The girl turned away.

Ou Yiran looked at Yun Lei and said, "The online price is 130 million yuan. This coin is in good condition. I will ask her for 60 yuan later. Let's see what she says?"

Yun Lei said, "Can we bargain here?"

"This is an exhibition, not an auction, so why can't we negotiate the price?"

"This company is not small, and the management must be very strict. Even if the price is negotiated, the range will not be large."

"It's not big, you'll know after trying."

"However, you have to have a good reason and be able to convince them."

"There is a reason, but I wonder if they can listen to it?"

"The girl is here." Yun Lei looked over there and said.

"Mister has been waiting for a long time." The girl said hello.

"It's ok."

The girl opened the glass door with a key and took out the hundred-yuan coin.Coins are packed in a special transparent plastic bag.

"Sir, please sit here." The girl led them into a business room.

At this moment, the sunlight coming in through the window of the business room is quite hot.

Ou Yiran was afraid of heat by nature, so he said, "Can I go to the shady office, I'm a little afraid of heat."

"Alright, sir, please." The girl led him to the business office on the west side.

After sitting down, the girl turned on the purple light on the table and put the wrong coin under the light.

But I saw that the face value fluorescent 10000 figure appeared impressively.

Yun Lei almost exclaimed, but was gently tugged by Ou Yiran.

Ou Yiran took the wrong coin and tried it many times under the fluorescent light.

Then he said casually: "It was a year ago that I saw this wrong coin for the first time. This time, I took advantage of the opportunity of a business trip to take a look."

"Sir, do you have a preference for this?"

"You're right," Ou Yiran looked at the girl, "If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't remember when this wrong coin was displayed. Your company is not small, and the publicity work is relatively in place, but why has this wrong coin been displayed for more than a year? Didn't the coins sell?"

The girl said: "Any piece of collection has to be determined by fate. Some collections may be sold within a week of display, and some may not be sold after being displayed for several years."

"I want to know, can you negotiate the price of your collection?" Ou Yiran stopped making rounds.

“Prices are negotiable, but not by much.”

"If this is the case, I can only feast my eyes on it."

"Sir, do you think it's expensive?"

"How much do you know about the four sets of coins?" Ou Yiran answered irrelevantly.

"Do not really understand."

"Does your company have any experts on wrong coins?"

"There are coin experts. Wrong coins are more remote, so there are no relevant experts." The girl explained.

"Can we invite coin experts to discuss it together?" Ou Yiran asked.

The girl seemed unwilling to let others intervene in this matter, and said, "Sir, do you have any questions, let me see if I can answer them?"

"Unless you know more about wrong coins?" Ou Yiran wanted to catch him.

"Sir, why don't you tell me?" The girl was a little worried.

"Alright. In your opinion, which currency has the greatest probability of error?"

"This, I really can't say, but judging from the proportion of wrong coins we received, it seems that there are more four sets of coins."

"Although you are not professional, you are very careful." Ou Yiran said, "However, you can judge that there are many mistakes in the four sets of coins through the comparison of the numbers, which is enough."

"Thank you for the compliment." The girl smiled.

"still have a question?"

The girl's expression tightened: "Sir, please tell me."

"Why are collections expensive?"

"Things are rare." The girl laughed.

Ou Yiran nodded: "In this case, the wrong coin is a rare collection, and the four sets of coins have the highest error rate among them. In other words, there are relatively many of them. But why is the price of this wrong coin so high?"

"This is the price set by the customer."

"Most customers do not have professional knowledge. If they have a wrong coin in their hands, it is easy to imagine. You are relatively professional, don't you guide the price to customers?"

"We generally follow the wishes of our customers," the girl said.

"So look, how many art exhibition companies around the world, have you ever heard of any of them that traded the wrong currency?"

"This one is really unpopular."

"Since it is unpopular, why not follow the market rules and lower the price?"

"The customer doesn't agree?"

"There is nothing wrong with adhering to the principle that the customer is God, but if the collection has not been sold for many years, human, material and financial resources are all costs. Is this account justified?"

"We are just ordinary employees, and this is the decision of the leaders." The girl said helplessly.

"For example, I intended to collect the wrong coin, but when I saw the price, I turned around and left. Is this an invisible opportunity to realize?"

"Sir, I can see that you really like this wrong coin. But this matter is beyond my ability. I will apply to the department head to see if I can give you a satisfactory price."

"Alright." Ou Yiran said lightly.

The girl is out.

Yun Lei smiled and said: "You have said so much, if someone says the price set by the customer, the saliva will be in vain."

"Let's do it all!"

"What's your heart's price?"

Ou Yiran made an eighth with his left thumb and index finger.

Yun Lei smiled and said, "I guess it's unlikely."

"Yeah, the effect of our two-dollar coin is too great. Holders may be reluctant to sell it."

"In your words, let everything go as it pleases!"

After a while, a young guy came in, followed by the girl.

The girl introduced: "Hello, sir, this is Director Liao, the head of our department."

Ou Yiran shook hands with Supervisor Liao, and after greeting each other, they sat down together.

Director Liao asked straight to the point: "What price do you want to collect this wrong coin?"

Ou Yiran said: "I have told this girl about the situation, and you must know it too. With the current market situation, it is not easy for someone to collect it."

"But I don't know if sir has seen the news these days?" Manager Liao asked with bright eyes.

"You mean the [-]th version of the two yuan wrong coin?"

"To tell you the truth, sir, since the news reported the sky-high price of the auction, the popularity of wrong coins has increased greatly in the past few days. Mr. is an expert in this field, and you should know that wrong coins will definitely become popular."

"Yes, I believe it will heat up. However, there is a rule in the market. After a big heat, there must be a big cold, just like Huanglongyu in the past few years. If you don't take advantage of the rising heat, wait until the heat drops. Chicken feathers all over the place."

"Sir, what you see is extraordinary. But the heat is still fermenting at the moment. It's too early to judge how hot it will be. But I can contact the owner of the wrong coin, and you can talk about it yourself, okay?"

"Thank you very much. Are you not afraid that I will join forces with the owner of the wrong coin to confuse you?"

"Although such things happen frequently, I don't think Mr. Ou is like that kind of person. In line with the corporate philosophy of honest management, I choose to try my best to meet the demands of buyers and sellers as my creed."

"Very well, your character is the most valuable asset of an enterprise. I believe that in the near future, under your leadership, your company will definitely become a leader in the industry."

Director Liao said with a smile, "Mr. Ou is absurd." He turned his head to look at the girl and ordered, "Xiaonan, go find the contact information of the wrong coin holder."

After the girl left, Director Liao said: "It's rare for Mr. Ou to visit our company. If you can achieve your wish, Mr. Ou, don't forget that I am."

Ou Yiran smiled and said, "I only make friends like you, how could I forget you."

Director Liao stood up and said, "Mr. Ou, please sit down first, I have an important meeting, excuse me."

Ou Yiran got up to say goodbye to him.

Yun Lei smiled and said: "If the holder of this wrong coin is as talkative as that Director Liao, your wish will be fulfilled."

"Director Liao was convinced by my hot and cold theory. But I don't know if the currency holders will be convinced?"

"As you said, everything depends on fate."

"Okay, whatever happens."

The girl came with the collection registration form. She searched by name and found the mobile phone number of the wrong coin holder, and asked Ou Yiran to write it down on the mobile phone.

In order to reassure the girl, Ou Yiran called the other party in front of her.

"Hello, who are you?" the other party asked.

"My surname is Ou, and I'm currently in Yilian Art Exhibition Company. I would like to ask you how much is the minimum price for the wrong coin."

"Let's make a price. If it's not too low, I'll sell it."

"I'll give you a one-buy price. If you're willing, we'll make the deal. If you don't, then you can wait."

"Tell me!"

"800,000."

"No, no, I won't make a move if it's less than 1 million."

"Okay, then wait a little longer."

"Wait a minute, can you add some more."

"As I said, it's a one-time price." Ou Yiran said.

"Let me think about it again!"

"Okay, after you think about it, contact me again."

Ou Yiran hung up the phone and spread his arms.

The girl named Xiaonan smiled and said, "Mr. Ou, to be honest, your price is not low. I guess there is something to be said."

"Oh, why?" Ou Yiran looked at her with great interest.

"In my impression, there are few people interested in wrong coins. Compared with other collections, the transaction is even more chatty. This wrong coin has been here for so long, and the holder calls every three days to ask. Now it's hard Someone came to collect it, and I guess he will definitely not miss this good opportunity."

"Let's do whatever you want!" Ou Yiran said with a smile, "It's been too long, we should go too!"

He stood up as he spoke.

The girl sent him out of the business room, and when he was about to reach the entrance of the exhibition hall, her cell phone rang.

"Wait, Mr. Ou," the girl waved.

Ou Yiran and Yun Lei looked at each other.

The girl hung up the phone not long after, and said with a smile: "The collector agrees to sell, 800,000 yuan."

"So, can you deliver now?"

"Okay, Mr. Ou." The girl smiled happily.

(End of this chapter)