The Pentium Era - South to North

Liu Yun returned to her office, sat down, pulled up Ren Rongrong's personnel file from the computer, and read it carefully.

After reading it, Liu Yun took a deep breath.

In the resume filled out by Ren Rongrong, as Liu Yun expected, there was no experience in Lao Ni Company. If he had, Liu Yun would not forget that when studying Dahua Chemical Fiber and deciding to make it his goal, Liu Yun would definitely exclude and Among the people they had connections with, they would exclude Ren Rongrong and would only allow her to play a technical support role.

The board is cold, but no matter how cold the board is, it is still operated by people, and people are unreliable. As long as you are inextricably connected with your opponent, no matter what the connection is, you are When trading, personal emotions and factors will definitely be mixed in, which will affect objective judgment, which Liu Yun does not allow.

Although in that battle, Liu Yun now thinks about it, Ren Rongrong did not make any big mistakes, but this can only be regarded as a fluke and the disparity in strength between the two sides, rather than the result of precise technical analysis of the board.

Liu Yun even understood why Ren Rongrong deliberately concealed this experience of hers when applying for a job. She could almost conclude that this experience must be unpleasant for Ren Rongrong. When Ren Rongrong entered the company, including her report to Liu Yun Provide various information, and finally let Dahua Chemical Fiber enter their field of vision.

Liu Yun took a breath and realized that all this was deliberately arranged by Ren Rongrong. She was the director and protagonist of this drama, and she just cooperated with her.

This made Liu Yun feel very uncomfortable and even shuddered.

The market is cold, cruel and bloody, but it is not everything to a person. You should not let the market influence you. You are the trader, not the other way around. Can you distinguish between the inside and outside of the market, and between work and work? Life and life are also a manifestation of a person's self-control.

Only bad gamblers will immerse their entire lives in the word "gambling".

At the same time, Liu Yun also hopes that when they leave the market, their trader will still be a human being with warmth, not a freak. Freaks are the most elusive and unpredictable, and they will be like one piece after another. No one will know when the bomb will detonate.

Liu Yun thought to herself, you should treat people you know with kindness, even if they are enemies, you should maintain the most basic respect instead of humiliating them.

At this point, Liu Yun particularly admired the Jews. This was also the reason why the Jews had been able to control the world's financial circles for a long time. They could conspire to squeeze out a white man of Irish, Scottish or Dutch descent from Wall Street, but they rarely fought on their own. Both sides suffer losses.

No matter what happened between Ren Rongrong and Lao Ni, Liu Yun also felt that Ren Rongrong was too cold-blooded to cut to the bone and still keep his eyes open.

Someone knocked on the door and Liu Yun said come in.

Ren Rongrong walked in and reported the matter to Liu Yun, while observing her carefully. Liu Yun remained calm and responded casually.

She knew in her heart that as for the matter at hand, it could be said or not. Ren Rongrong's coming in now and reporting on the work was just an excuse. Her real purpose was to come and see if Zhang Chen had revealed her background to Liu Yun.

Liu Yun would not give her the answer.

Ren Rongrong walked out, and Liu Yun looked at her back and thought, will there come a day when Ren Rongrong will treat her like Lao Ni?

Liu Yun smiled and shook her head. She was thinking that she needed to sort out everything Ren Rongrong had done over the years.

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When Clément shipped the painting to Shanghai, it was already December. Xiaofang had already returned to Shanghai. Xiaoshu and Zhao Xin had also returned from New York. Liu Yun called Zhang Chen and Clément said, He will tell us the delivery warehouse at noon tomorrow. You can come over today.

Zhang Chen said yes.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chen called Zhao Xin, Xiaoshu and Yao Fen and asked them to go to Shanghai with him to pick up this batch of paintings. There were thousands of works to be received, especially the 181 paintings. , they have to check the authenticity one by one. Zhang Chen is afraid that he will be too busy alone.

Moreover, Xiaoshu and the three of them were already excited when they heard Zhang Chen said that such a large batch of paintings was coming in. They asked to go to Shanghai with Zhang Chen, and Zhang Chen agreed to them.

Zhang Chen also thought that if the works of such a large number of painters studying in France returned to China, it would definitely be a big news and a major event worth recording if it spread in the art world.

Zhang Chen called Liu Qing, and Liu Qing said that they would come to Shanghai immediately. They wanted to witness this moment and leave behind images.

In the evening of that day, when Zhang Chen and the others arrived at Pudong Tuxiangyuan Hotel, Liu Yun and Xiaofang had already arrived. Not long after they sat down, Xiaomi went to the airport to pick up Liu Qing and his party, and they also arrived.

Zhang Chen discussed with everyone during the meal that tomorrow he would focus on inspecting the one hundred and eighty-one paintings. There was no agreement on the other paintings as long as they were in large quantities.

Considering such a large number of works, if they arrive at the warehouse of "Riverside Oil Painting Gallery" together, the warehouse space is too small and it will be very inconvenient to organize them. Zhang Chen said that after delivery, they will be brought to our own logistics base first, and we will Cleaning, classification and cataloging are carried out here, works that need to be repaired or cleaned are selected, and the last batch is transported back to Hangzhou.

Those that do not need to be repaired or cleaned are transported back to Hangzhou and put into storage directly.

Zhao Xin also thinks this is good. She said that otherwise, such a large number of paintings would arrive together, and she really wouldn’t know what to do with them.

Zhang Chen called Lao Ren and told him the matter. He asked him to prepare a warehouse tomorrow and arrange for security guards to be on duty 24 hours a day. Zhang Chen estimated that it would take a day or two to complete the work. All these things are done.

Liu Yun contacted Clément by phone. Clément immediately rejected Liu Qing's request to film the handover process, and refused to be interviewed. Even he and his sister were unwilling to appear on camera.

Clément said, no matter what you need to shoot, please do it after delivery. At that time, the painting already belongs to you, and you are free to shoot how you want.

Liu Qing took the phone from Liu Yun. She discussed it directly with Clément in French and repeatedly emphasized that what they were shooting was not news, but just a video record as a witness.

But Clément still insisted on his opinion. If he didn't agree, he didn't agree. He didn't even agree that there were too many people at the scene, and suggested that only Zhang Chen and Liu Yun could be present.

Zhang Chen asked Liu Yun to tell him that this was impossible. Those paintings had to be checked for authenticity. One hundred and eighty-one paintings were impossible for him to handle alone. Of course, if Clément was willing to wait one night, that was fine.

Clément finally agreed that Zhao Xin, Yao Fen and Xiao Shu could also be present, as well as Xiao Fang who needed to transfer money on the spot, but other people were no longer allowed.

Liu Qing was very sorry. She said: "I have already thought about taking a picture of the moment when the container is opened. This is the historical shot."

Zhang Chen said: "There is no other way but to close the container door and open it again after the delivery is completed."

"The feeling in my heart was different then." Liu Qing said, and Zhang Chen felt the same.

Liu Yun arranged two vans, one for her and Zhang Chen, Xiaofang, Xiaoshu, Yao Fen, and Zhao Xin. Liu Qing and his camera team followed them in another van. After entering the reservoir area, Just wait aside and wait for Zhang Chen's call before going over.

At noon the next day, everyone ate fast food and eagerly sat in the conference room of Xiaofang's company to wait.

That Clément was really a rigid person. He said noon, but it was exactly twelve o'clock on time before he called Liu Yun and told her where he was going.

Liu Yun put down the phone and laughed, cursing: "This French guy doesn't do his homework either."

Zhang Chen asked what happened?

"Where do you think the delivery is?"

"Where?" Zhang Chen asked.

"It's at your logistics base in Songjiang." Liu Yun said. Everyone in the conference room laughed, and Zhang Chen shouted:

"That's great. Just pull the container to the next door when it's done."

"Fortunately, I didn't tell him that the logistics base was yours. Otherwise, do you think he would be frightened?" Liu Yun asked, and Liu Qing said, definitely.

Everyone laughed wildly again and started to leave. Zhang Chen called Lao Ren on the way and told him the warehouse number. After a while, Lao Ren called back and told Zhang Chen that there were two, one big and one small. Only the container arrived, and there were three foreigners.

Lao Ren joked: "Mr. Zhang, do you want me to pick them up?"

Zhang Chen and the others arrived at the logistics base. Lao Ren and Xiao Jun were waiting for them at the gate. Zhang Chen asked Xiao Jun to take Liu Qing and the others to the office to rest. Lao Ren got in their car, and Xiao Shu drove the car. According to Lao Ren's instructions, they headed towards Drive inside the reservoir area.

In the new logistics base, 90% of the warehouses have been rented out, and it is a busy scene. Lao Ren and Zhang Chen said that all the warehouses here can be rented out before the end of the year, and Zhang Chen agreed.

"This No. 7-38 is Shanghai Jahwa's warehouse, moved from the old base." Lao Ren told them.

They arrived at warehouse No. 7-38. There were two container trucks parked at the door of the warehouse. Three foreigners and a Chinese were sitting at the door basking in the sun. Xiaoshu drove the car to the side of them and stopped, and everyone got out of the car. Zhang Chen saw that Clément and his sister were there, and there was a foreigner he didn't recognize.

When the Chinese man saw Lao Ren, he quickly came over to shake his hand and asked him, Mr. Ren, is it your friend who received this batch of goods?

"What friend? He's my boss!"

Lao Ren pointed at Zhang Chen and said, and the other party laughed and cursed: "If I had known this, we wouldn't have had to come here, and we were so nervous."

He then spoke to another foreigner in French, and that person also laughed. After the introduction, he found out that he was a staff member of the French Consulate. It seemed that Clement had invited him to escort him. He was indeed a bit nervous.

Zhang Chen then explained Liu Qing's request to the consulate. When the other party heard that it was from CCTV, they directly said yes without asking Clement's opinion.

Zhang Chen called Liu Qing and asked them to come over. Here, the people from the consulate also talked to Clément, but Clément and the others had nothing to say.

The two containers, the larger one, contained the 2,524 paintings. This number was told by Clément to Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen agreed, and he and Xiaoshu and the others said that there was nothing wrong with that. For inspection, as long as it is a painting, it will be taken to our warehouse first, and we will slowly inventory it, focusing on checking this small cabinet first.

Liu Qing and the others arrived, and the camera came over with the camera. Zhang Chen stood in front of the container door. The truck driver came over, unlocked the door, and opened the door. Zhang Chen saw that there were rows of vertical containers inside, neatly stacked. There are flat wooden boxes, and each box contains a painting.

For some reason, Zhang Chen's heart suddenly tightened and his eyes turned red. He said softly: "I'm back."

He thought of the young men and women in their teens and twenties who were studying in foreign lands, suffering hardships and living without a settlement. They sold these paintings to a Frenchman for five or ten francs, as Clement said. people.

Nowadays, the people who sold and bought paintings have passed away, and these paintings are finally back, and they will be hung in their "Riverside Oil Painting Gallery".

All the past moments will hang there one by one, and their names, many of which have been almost obscured by the dust of history, will be recognized again one by one.

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