Chapter 146 Can You Fish?

"How is it?" Captain Liu asked Zhang Yang excitedly.

"What do you mean?"

"Please give me an evaluation. Is my account attractive?"

"Thank you for the invitation... You are not very good at fishing."

"As soon as I saw your technique, I knew you must be an air force."

Zhang Yang looked at Captain Liu's eager eyes and commented bluntly.

"Don't worry, this original account may not look good to you. When we start posting works, you will understand."

According to Captain Liu, he has transferred a batch of recently confiscated contraband from other departments, including cultural relics and animal products.

They are going to shoot short videos and put them online for publicity, pretending that they have collected them.

When the unearthed cultural relics and ivory products are displayed one by one, the suspects will not take the bait obediently?

After hearing this plan, Zhang Yang's expression was complicated.

Is it too simple to think about it...

"These things can be displayed. Who doesn't know that your account has a background!" He said with some disdain.

Even a big anchor like "Master Zhang Appraising Treasures" must stack up the armor before uploading the video.

"Besides, the orthodox tomb robbers have their own delivery channels. Only those who dig a few shovels as a hobby will want to sell things online."

"Then why do people always come to your live broadcast room?" Captain Liu asked back.

"They asked me to determine the age and value of the tomb."

"Besides, I receive an average of 30 treasure lovers every day. According to probability, it is not surprising that there are a few." Zhang Yang spread his hands and said, "Brother Wuying can catch fugitives when he holds a concert. This kind of thing cannot be forced."

"Captain Liu? Are you listening to me?"

Zhang Yang looked at the other party's dazed look, sighed and shook his head:

"Okay, I feel that my words have touched your soul, and this topic ends here."

"Don't, this matter has been arranged, help me think about it again." Captain Liu said a little anxiously: "You are good at attracting tomb robbers."

"I am not good at it at all, but I have a suggestion."

"What suggestion?" Captain Liu looked expectant.

"According to my personal experience, the Old Nine Gates, which are currently active on the Internet, are gradually becoming younger and more modern. You have to grasp the pain points of young people."

"For example?"

"Signs like antique recycling, which were made in the 1990s, are no longer relevant now. Let's change them." Zhang Yang thought for a while and said, "Just change it to [High Price for Qin Wang's Bone Mirror]. I don't need to teach you the rest."

Captain Liu and the police officer on the co-pilot looked at each other and shook their heads.

Neither of them had seen "Ghost Blows Out the Light".

He immediately patted Zhang Yang's shoulder affectionately and said with a smile:

"How about you teach me?"

...

It was already afternoon when we came out of the Public Security Bureau.

Zhang Yang looked at the time. It was half past five, and there was still half an hour before the auction preview officially started.

It was supposed to be held a week ago, but the event was forced to be postponed due to the typhoon.

Fortunately, due to the typhoon, many flights to Linhai were cancelled before, and only a few friends arrived early and were trapped in the hotel for nearly a week.

As compensation, Zhang Yang gave each of them a ticket to the auction, so they could experience a professional offline auction without spending a penny.

Now, the two-day preview of the auction items will officially begin.

Potential buyers who come to visit will determine their favorite auction items and go back to prepare funds according to the auction price.

At the same time, most people who want to participate in the final auction will register on the spot and pay a deposit to ensure that they have a better seat.

"After so long of warming up, the number of people who register on the first day is very important."

A good start is half the success, Zhang Yang analyzed in the car.

"But even if it doesn't work today, there is still a chance to turn the tables."

"There should be quite a few people like Chen Yanguang and Xiaochu who trust me completely and come directly to the auction."

When he arrived at the scene, he had just parked the car, and a young man in a white suit suddenly walked towards him with a smile.

"Baoyou?" Zhang Yang greeted through the car window glass.

The other party shook his head and took out a business card from his pocket:

"Hello, Director Zhang. I am Ding Qiang, the auctioneer in charge of this auction at Yongxing Auction Company. I talked to you on the phone before."

"It's you!"

Zhang Yang nodded and matched the face in front of him with the man who spoke very respectfully on the phone.

He originally thought that the auctioneer who was paid 3,000 yuan per auction was just a slacker, but he didn't expect that the other party was quite professional.

A few days ago, he called specifically and said that he wanted to take a look at the preview site to help him grasp the rhythm of the auction.

Find out the auction items that buyers often stop at, and he needs to spend more time during the auction.

"Director Zhang, you arrived at the right time, and it will start soon."

Ding Qiang, like a follower, diligently helped Zhang Yang open the car door.

The other party was so enthusiastic when they met for the first time. Although Zhang Yang had the illusion that he was a big boss, he was still not used to it.

Fortunately, there was no room for Ding Qiang to play immediately.

Because the real treasure friend discovered Zhang Yang.

"Master Zhang is there!"

"Catch him!"

"Don't let him get away!"

I wonder what's going on?

Zhang Yang saw a large group of people suddenly running towards him, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Ding Qiang told him:

"These people seem to be your fans. When they came, I saw that they were all wearing the same T-shirt with the words [Jiu Cai Gou] written on their chests."

There are so many leeks in such a small live broadcast room?

Zhang Yang quickly asked Ding Qiang to block them, and he slipped away from the small path in the parking lot.

He hasn't put on makeup yet, and Sister Gao and the others are waiting.

The preview in the evening must be live broadcast.

Show the atmosphere on the eve of the auction to those treasure friends who didn't come, so that they can feel it.

Looks good, right? Is it greedy?

Then come quickly!

When Zhang Yang finished packing, the preview had already started for half an hour.

During the meeting, Ding Qiang came in from time to time to report the situation in the venue:

"Many people are watching the Huanghuali wood cabinet from the late Ming Dynasty. There is a man with a middle-parted hair who wants to buy it to wear dungarees..."

"A rich second-generation who drives a Ferrari came and said he wanted to buy the most uneconomical antique here. I heard someone call him Bin Shao..."

"It seems that the underworld has come. The young man leading the group is called Wei Ge..."

"The people from [Jiucaigou] seem to be arguing at the door. They said they bought theme T-shirts and were ripped off by the store..."

Ding Qiang came in for the last time to report and told Zhang Yang that several other people from the auction company were also at the scene.

That Director Xin was just here to watch the fun.

"What fun? Tell me quickly." Sister Gao asked Zhang Yang.

"What else could it be? He wanted to see our preview. It's a flop!"

Zhang Yang shrugged indifferently. After listening to Ding Qiang's description, he already had a clue in his mind.

Bin Shao, Wei Ge, and the leeks are all his own people.

The one with the middle-parted hair is IKUN. He doesn't dare to cause trouble and is afraid of trouble.

So the scene was completely under Zhang Yang's control.

"Xu Jie, are you ready? If you are, start the live broadcast!"