Chapter 129: Old Song, an expert, reveals information online

Two hours later, a well-aged blue and white jade vase appeared in front of everyone.

When Lao Zhong heard Zhang Yang say that the work was finished, he hurried forward to check.

Boss Song waved at Da Huang slowly. He didn't understand what was going on, so he could only ask the young man under him:

"Do you understand?"

"No, but I made note of what he used."

Da Huang was in charge of managing all the materials in this small room, and he had been to high school, so he wrote down all the chemical solutions that Zhang Yang had just used.

"Okay, what do you think?"

"Just now he used hydrofluoric acid, oxalic acid, potassium permanganate, brown sugar, and washing powder..."

"What's the dosage?" Zhang Yang asked in front of Boss Song.

"I didn't see this clearly. Master Zhang, can you explain it to me? I'll write it down now."

"Didn't you see clearly? That means we are not destined to be together!"

Zhang Yang smiled and didn't say anything else.

If I had seen everything clearly, I wouldn't be able to keep you here!
Zhang Yang thought to himself, it seems that there are normal people in Boss Song’s gang. He has to be careful when performing in the future.

When he heard Da Huang say that he didn’t see it clearly, Boss Song frowned slightly.

He looked at the old clock on the table again and asked:
"How about it?"

"If the full score is 10, I can give this thing 8 points, but I feel that this seems to be the upper limit of Master Zhang."

Old Zhong narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Yang.

The degree of completion of this blue and white porcelain vase is obviously not as high as the level shown by the previous one. Perhaps it is because Zhang Yang is not good at it, but Lao Zhong feels that the young man in front of him is holding back.

"It's mainly because of the rush of time."

Zhang Yang half leaned on the back of the chair and answered with a relaxed expression:
"Otherwise I should be able to do 9 points."

Actually, you can get 11 points, but it's not necessary. What if these people use it to disgust Teacher Fan? When dealing with such people, you should be careful not to help the evil.

"Yeah, I think so too." Old Zhong nodded and said to Boss Song, "Now I understand why he is slacking off."

"It's really a waste of talent to let Dongfang Bubai embroider."

"Yes, if you can give examples, please give more." Zhang Yang gave Lao Zhong a thumbs up.

"Hahaha, Zhang Zhuo is anxious."

Boss Song also gave Lao Zhong a thumbs up.

Although what Lao Zhong said was not pleasant to the ear, his words were still quite effective with Boss Song.

The boss never mentioned Zhang Yang's laziness again.

Instead, he said that he would think about it and arrange Zhang Yang to a more suitable position.

Dongfang Bubai should have challenged Heimu Cliff.

"Xiao Zhang, do you have any ideas?" Boss Song asked Zhang Yang for his opinion.

"Me? Boss, I really want to get promoted, preferably in a position where I can see the world."

"I see. What about you, Lao Zhong? Do you have any suggestions?"

"Boss, don't just look at Xiao Zhang's ability. In fact, I think his greatest strength is not in his hands, but in his mouth!"

"This guy is really good at talking. He is well-educated and eloquent. He is the best in our team in this regard."

"I think it would be a good idea to arrange for Xiao Zhang to go to the place with the most girls here."

Lao Zhong didn't know that Lao Song disagreed with his suggestion, so he didn't say where it was and was extremely vigilant.

"Huh? The place with the most girls?" Zhang Yang turned his head directly.

Lao Zhong, are you so accurate in judging people? It seems I misunderstood you before.

The problem is, this small laboratory is considered the smallest company, can it really build a Pansy Cave?
Zhang Yang looked at Boss Song's reaction and it seemed that it was true.

"I understand what you mean."

"Well, Dahuang, let Master Zhang take over your position from now on." Boss Song said to the young man next to him.

What is this person's position?

Zhang Yang glanced at the sewage pool next to him. He thought that if he had to guard such a thing, he might as well sit in the office.

But Da Huang's reaction was very strong, as if he was reluctant to leave this sewage pool, and he shouted:

"Third aunt, you are not serious, are you?"

Old Man Song raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "How many times have I told you to call your position in the company?"

"Okay, boss."

"Boss, your wife, my aunt, said that I have a talent for live streaming. Why do you want me to give up this position? Have you asked my aunt?"

"I have the final say in the company." Boss Song said in a deep voice, "Zhang Zhuo is more suitable for this position than you, so he should come. In a good company, internal positions must be open to the public. If all the good positions are occupied by people with connections like you, who will not move away once they occupy the positions, how can young people like Xiao Zhang see the future?"

"Good!" Lao Zhong cheered loudly for what Boss Song said, and his hands clapped loudly.

Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't react, he poked Zhang Yang with his elbow, silently hinting to him, why are you standing there, try to flatter him!
"Um, Boss Song?" Zhang Yang raised his hand, indicating that he was ready to speak: "If I heard correctly, you want me to go live?"

"The enemy."

"Are you selling goods through live streaming?" Zhang Yang asked in confusion.

"It's similar in nature. We're all part of the same team. Your main task is to shoot various short videos to expose the inside story of antique counterfeiting."

"Reveal what?"

Zhang Yang thought he had misheard.

This is the first time I see someone digging his own grave. Is it because he thinks he makes too much money and wants to give back to society?

After Boss Song repeated it, Zhang Yang was sure that he had heard it correctly. These people wanted to make a short video specifically to expose the inside story of various antique counterfeiting.

Dahuang used to be the person in charge of porcelain.

For example, the process of Zhang Yang making an old blue and white porcelain vase today can be divided into 10 one-minute short videos according to their previous shooting method, and made into a series called "Who still fakes after being reborn?"

It sounds quite attractive.

Zhang Yang listened and soon understood their routine.

There is something interesting about Mr. Song’s idea:
They say they are revealing the inside story, but in fact, in the video, they only demonstrate the simplest aging method, which was used by people in the Qing Dynasty. The more advanced methods are not mentioned at all.

After accumulating a certain number of fans, they pretend to benefit ordinary collectors and sell their fake goods through live broadcasts.

Although they exposed the methods of counterfeiting, counterfeiting and treasure appraisal are two completely different fields, and those who are destined to be deceived will still be deceived.

"In fact, we do this for another very important purpose."

Boss Song smiled mysteriously and told Zhang Yang:
"That is to muddy the waters, to stink up the environment, and to drag down those people online who really want to fight fraud. Let's live together or die together. But when I die, I just lose a piece of meat, but when they die, they will lose everything."

Even someone as extreme as Zhang Yang thinks this method is a bit extreme.

Seeing him stunned, Lao Zhong came over, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him:

"Don't be nervous. There are people dedicated to promoting the products. You just need to come up with ideas and shoot videos."

"But don't teach your method to others. I know some counterfeiting teams specialize in learning the counterfeiting techniques that have been exposed by others in order to have the last bite of the cake."

Zhang Yang glanced at Lao Zhong and always felt that this old guy was deliberately pushing him out and didn't want him to work under him.

Could it be that there really is a similar situation?

He thought about it and nodded:

"Okay, but can I wear a mask when I appear on camera? I have a lot of enemies and I'm afraid of being identified."

"You have to wear it in the first place. Otherwise, why would we let you take Da Huang's place?"

Boss Song patted his belly and laughed, and the matter was finalized. Zhang Yang was a host himself, so he was quite interested in Boss Song's way of playing.

It's like the mentality of bank experts studying counterfeit money. They don't know why, they just want to find out how they do it.

Moreover, the position of the boss's nephew is obviously closer to the core business than Lao Geng's workstation.

Of course Zhang Yang had to go and take a look.

……

The place for live broadcast and video shooting is also in this park, but in another factory building.
At this moment, they had almost finished chatting, so Zhang Yang followed Boss Song to check out the place.

As soon as I entered the office area over there.

A pungent smell of rose perfume hit me in the face.

Coming towards them was a vehicle that looked like a Type 80 Tiger tank, carrying an antique bronze tripod, and rolled past Zhang Yang in a majestic manner.

Zhang Yang was knocked off balance.

Oh bad, bad, bad, this is not Pansidian Cave, this is Gao Village.

I knew that Old Zhong wouldn't be so kind as to send himself to the Land of Women. You're such a good old Deng!

According to Boss Song, this was actually the new media marketing center of the Linzhou Porcelain Factory. After years of losses, he spent money to take over 49% of the shares and used the existing conditions here to shoot videos for himself and sell goods.

The fat and big-eared woman just now is a member of his team. The team has more than 20 members, divided into three groups: porcelain, bronze, and calligraphy and painting.

"How many people are there in the porcelain group?" Zhang Yang asked proactively.

“Camera, editing, location, and copywriting.”

"Oh, four people."

"No, one person." Boss Song waved his finger and said, "After you come, there will be two of us."

"Shall I take you to meet my colleagues?"

"Okay, I've never seen Superman in my life."

Zhang Yang touched his pocket, unfortunately there was no palu ball, otherwise he could capture the person he would meet later.

Boss Song took him to a workstation in the corner, where a girl with short hair and heroic looks was sitting. Her fingers were flying across the keyboard, leaving afterimages.

You can tell at first glance that he's a workaholic.

Her work badge says... Li Mengmeng?

The wavelength did not match the name very well. Zhang Yang originally thought that the other party should be called "Guiying" or something like that.

"Meng Meng, what are you doing?"

Boss Song stood nearby and asked in a soft voice, as if this woman was the boss.

"Edit the video, are you blind?"

"No, no, I just want to ask if you are free now. I want to introduce you to a new colleague."

"Hmm? New colleague, what about Da Huang? Are you going to change your wife? You don't even want your nephew anymore."

Li Mengmeng raised her head and looked at Zhang Yang with a frown.

When she saw Zhang Yang's face, her brows relaxed instantly.

She was almost exhausted from facing Da Huang every day, but she didn't expect that she would finally get through it today.

"Thank you, Lao Song, you finally became a human being."

"Well, as long as you like it."

Boss Song wiped the cold sweat from his head:

"This is Zhang Zhuo, the extraordinary Zhuo. His attainments in porcelain are just like his name."

"Xiao Zhang, this is Li Mengmeng. Her father used to be my good brother, but later he went to jail for me, so she is the same as my daughter."

So there is such a relationship. Zhang Yang nodded and shook hands with Li Mengmeng, and they knew each other.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

Boss Song seemed to have handed Zhang Yang over to Li Mengmeng and left without saying anything.

In his opinion, since his relationship with Li Mengmeng has been made clear, Zhang Yang should know to listen to his goddaughter.

Then, just as he left, less than five minutes later, Zhang Yang also left.

This Li Mengmeng is such a contrast. She doesn't say a word and just sits there and cuts the video.

Zhang Yang asked, "What is our Douyin account?", but the woman ignored him. He had to stand next to her for two minutes and secretly watch her upload the video before he found out that the name of the account was "Lao Song Fang Gu (cracked version)".

After repeating the account number twice in his mind, he hurried away.

After I get back, I can also ask Xiao Shen to analyze this account.

That’s enough. It’s a rewarding trip here.

Instead of continuing to waste time on Li Mengmeng, it would be better to try to get close to Xiao Wu and ask her if she has any express delivery to Neon recently.

But maybe it was just bad luck. Just as Zhang Yang was about to walk out of the gate, the Tiger tank came over again. This time, a timid middle-aged man followed behind him.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and stepped aside to make way to avoid being hit.

Unexpectedly, when the other party walked in front of him, he suddenly stopped:

"Handsome guy, you look familiar, have we met somewhere before?"

Zhang Yang's heart trembled when he heard this. No way! His appearance has changed drastically since his last live broadcast.

Before, it was young and handsome, like Daniel Wu;
Now he has grown a beard and looks a bit like Zhang Hanyu.

Can you recognize this?

"Oh, I remember now. I saw you when I went out just now. You were following the boss. I thought you were his new boyfriend."

"???"

Zhang Yang didn't know what to reply for a moment.

He simply took two steps back and made a gesture of invitation.

Please, go away, I can't hold it any longer.

But the woman was very unconscious and kept asking:

"Are you the boss's new employee? What do you do?"

Zhang Yang glanced at the completely blocked door and nodded helplessly:
"Yes, I'm new in the porcelain group, and I'm a colleague of Li Mengmeng."

"Oh, the porcelain group, they are indeed related."

The woman curled her lips, as if she had lost interest in communicating with Zhang Yang, and walked into the room on her own.

Zhang Yang walked out the door and breathed a sigh of relief:

"call--"

The shadow of the dump truck in his previous life was still there, making him subconsciously afraid of this huge monster.

He was about to move forward when he suddenly noticed that the middle-aged man following behind the tank was looking straight at him.

His eyes were filled with indescribable desire.

"Dude, calm down!"

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, the man opposite rushed up.

Then he pulled out a crumpled business card from his pocket.

"Brother, let's get to know each other!"

"I'm from the bronze group, you can just call me Lao Zhang."

(End of this chapter)