We seems to have met in our dream

Zhang Zong? With a sound, he leaned forward. Needless to say, the young woman in front of her can feel the situation of his travel. It's also with her heart. It should be extraordinary.

When Shen Siyu saw that something was going on, he stretched out his hand and opened his bag. Two or three pieces of bronze ware and small porcelain bowls were placed in front of president Zhang.

"To be honest, I sell antiques. I think President Zhang has a wide range of friends on weekdays and should be able to use them."

Mr. Zhang smiled twice and said in his heart that he was just selling. He glanced at what Shen Siyu took out and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

He thought a little girl in her 20s could bring out something good, but this hope also made him greedy.

The objects are small, but they are all carefully selected by Shen Siyu from the store. There is no need to say the value, but the rarity of antiques is the key.

Mr. Zhang reached out and pinched a small bronze ware and played it in his hand. "What the lady said is good. Sometimes Zhang needs some objects as reciprocity, but you are a little valuable. No one in Fengcheng is worth me to use such things to attract business."

Shen Siyu guessed, but he was not disappointed. "These are just gifts I brought to president Zhang. If you can't send them out, just stay at home and play."

"What?" president Zhang was in a hurry and lost his identity. Although the things in front of him were not big, they were worth more than a million. Shen Siyu said a send word lightly!

No good man would have such courage. This really makes Zhang always a little uncontrollable.

"What's your real intention, miss?"

Shen Siyu smiled and said something about the antique shop. It was so smooth that it couldn't go any further. This chapter always took advantage of Shen Siyu's business. Naturally, when his attitude changed, he even felt like he wanted to win over.

"We've been talking for so long that we don't know what to call Miss?"

Shen Siyu took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to the man.

"Oh! Shen Siyu..." the man nodded, but raised his eyes fiercely. He looked at Shen Siyu for a full minute.

"If I remember correctly, what is the relationship between Miss Shen and President Shen Haosong of Beicheng?"

He is well-informed, and he will never fall behind in the social circle. He should have this insight.

Shen Siyu didn't pretend, "yes, Zhang always has a good memory. I'm his sister."

As soon as these words came out, the man directly shrunk his mouth into an O, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Shen Siyu didn't turn his head. Looking at the door of the restaurant, another man walked in, "Mr. Zhang, your guest has arrived. We'll contact him later." Shen Siyu got up and took the initiative to extend his arm to Mr. Zhang. The man woke up at the moment he held it.

"Good! Miss Shen, I'll visit you in the next few days."

……

After only one day, Zhang really appeared in Shen Siyu's antique shop, and he was not alone this time. Shen Siyu recognized the old man brought by Zhang, who was also a celebrity in Fengcheng. He had dominated here for 30 years, but after he retired, he liked antiques and other things later.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Peng, please come in, please come in."

Shen Siyu gave way directly to the antique store. Now there is a set of high tables and wooden chairs of the Ming and Qing Dynasties in the center of the store. Shen Siyu felt that if he wanted to do business, he had to make things stimulate the eyes of customers, so he spent a lot of money on new things.

Sure enough, the old man of President Peng didn't sit down, so he pushed his eyes on his face and ran directly to the counter. The eyes that look at things are almost going to get in, picky and happy.

"What does president Peng like?"

Shen Siyu walked slowly and put on white gloves. As soon as the counter opened, she directly sent a small green bowl that President Peng liked to the old man.

"You are really an expert in the antique industry. My small bowl has been lying in the store for several years, just like waiting for you!"

Mr. Zhang looked really at the back and echoed, "Miss Siyu's shop, I believe there can be no fake."

President Peng took the glove cover from Shen Siyu's hand, and then gently held the small bowl in the palm of his hand. His eyes twinkled and the corners of his mouth raised a smile.

"Xiao Zhang! You've done the right thing today! I'm very satisfied!" old Peng laughed twice, turned around and took the small bowl back to the table. A pot of tea rushed into the bowl. The original green bowl wall gradually changed color, from wall to green, and then a faint yellow, which made boss Peng happy. "Say it! How much does this bowl cost!"

They stayed for a while and left. Shen Siyu looked excitedly at the check in his hand and sat in his chair for a long time.

"Miss Siyu!"

Shen Siyu hurriedly picked up the check and walked to the door. Looking at the lost Zhang, he turned back again.

"What happened to Zhang Zong? Did he leave something behind?"

President Zhang stepped into the door and waved his head with a smile. "Miss Shen is as good as president Shen and can do business!"

Shen Siyu blushed with shame, but he was not polite.

Mr. Zhang approached, touched his coat pocket, took out his checkbook, and wrote a lot of zeros without saying a word. The torn ticket was sent to Shen Siyu, which stunned the women.

"What does Zhang Zong mean?"

"I couldn't take Miss Shen's things for nothing before. This money was the cost at that time. After all, businessmen won't do business at a loss!"

When Shen Siyu pushed back, president Zhang nodded with approval, "don't worry, I will still introduce people to Miss Shen's store as long as I have the opportunity, but you must take the money, otherwise how dare I see President Shen Haosong in the future!"

Shen Siyu knew it would be like this. To be honest, it really hurt her. She accepted it generously. "After that, I'll have to trouble president Zhang. I'll pick two lovely things and send them to your company!"

……

Once a person is busy, he will forget many things. Especially when Shen Siyu is so busy. The business of antique shops has always been too cold to be cold. It can be said that Shen Siyu's concept has changed, making her antique shop like an old tree blooming.

Antique lane is not a wide road. These days, it is usually crowded with all kinds of expensive cars. Long rows are in the lane, which is blocked immediately.

Such a thing finally attracted the attention of the local media, and a swarm of reporters followed.

"Well, yes, this girl is worthy of my Shen family." old Shen slowly straightened up, his hands naturally fell on the armrest of the sofa, turned to see Shen Haosong, and stared at the TV.

What Shen Haosong thinks at the moment is, is she well? I don't know if I forgive myself.

Old man Shen coughed again, and Shen Haosong tilted his head. "Grandpa, what did you say just now?"

Old man Shen narrowed his eyes and curved the corners of his mouth. "I said my grandson's eyes were OK, but even so, Shen Siyu is not worthy of you. If I teach again..."