CHAPTER 311: CHAPTER 101: LISTEN TO THE WORDS OF THE ELDER

"Christie’s can provide me with standardized management and a stable supply of auction items, what about you? In matters related to the development of the Su Family, I am not your father, I am a businessman." Su Qingzhang was not easily swayed, despite having noticed the increasingly sharp edge emanating from Su Ziceng, he still wouldn’t easily let go and entrust matters to Su Ziceng.

"All I can guarantee is a better future," Su Ziceng’s reply was somewhat strained, but also resolute, "I believe that with the efforts of all Su Bi Auction House staff, Su Bi can certainly find a stable source too."

Having experienced this auction, Su Ziceng had realized the importance of supply sources. If it weren’t for the chance encounter with Mr. Deng and learning about the existence of Director Luo and the research institute, she wouldn’t have been able to prepare this batch of auction items in such a short time.

"Ziceng, you should know, we have the most limited access to domestic auction sources, even I find it difficult to procure high-quality imported goods, relying solely on limited domestic collections is already hard to meet the domestic market’s needs." Chang Mei’s analysis was akin to throwing cold water on Su Ziceng, but what she said was true.

Chang Mei observed Su Ziceng’s reaction; her expression changed slightly but she didn’t storm off like she would have in the past. From a tantrum-throwing child, she had turned into an adult who knew when to advance and when to retreat, all within just a little over two years.

Last night, Mr. Traus not only extended a friendly invitation but also specifically mentioned that Christie’s was planning to penetrate Country Z’s market. Even if Su Bi did not cooperate with them, they would still establish themselves in Bianjing City and several other coastal cities within three years. It was both an invitation and a form of coercion.

"Thank you for the advice, Secretary Chang. I think I can find stable foreign buyers," from Director Luo, Su Ziceng had also inquired about some collectors, she planned to start with the neighboring countries.

"How long will it take?" Su Qingzhang grunted, he didn’t want to refuse after buying shares, only to face a malicious takeover by others.

"Three months," Su Ziceng squeezed out a figure, the final requirement for graduation from Kelly Women’s College was a start-up achievement, although Su Bi Auction House was already on a small scale, it was still just a shell so far, "This year’s course at school is all practical, I have almost three months to sort out the ideas."

"Then three months," Su Qingzhang also relaxed, he helped Yang Wuxu up, instructing her to be careful.

Three months, Yang Wuxu nervously looked back at Su Ziceng. Everyone else had already left the table, only she was still sitting there, leisurely nibbling on bread.

"Just three months," Su Ziceng made up her mind, and the first thing she needed to confirm was the general direction of her moves.

"Miss," a servant beside her reminded, "Young Master Qiu has called from the Qiu Family."

Qiu Zhi was definitely an oddity, in an era where cell phones were becoming increasingly common, only he still maintained the habit of using a landline phone.

"Ziceng, my grandmother invites you to our house for tea, saying that there’s news about ’Mussen’s Blessing,’" Qiu Zhi returned home with Old Lady Qiu last night, still uncertain about her impression of Su Ziceng, only to hear first thing in the morning from his grandmother, inviting Su Ziceng over for tea.

Su Ziceng was also planning to ask Qiu Zhi for the ’Green Love’ cufflinks, although last night she had taken Yang Wuxu’s earrings, Red Love and Orange Love showed no reaction. However, this does not guarantee what the reaction will be when Red Love meets Green Love.

Qiu Zhi’s house is located in the mid-mountain area of Zone 1, it takes about half an hour to get there from the Su Family’s house. Compared to the antiquely styled Wen family’s home, due to Qiu Family’s military background, their interior decoration is less delicate and more rugged.

The entrance features a majestic square stone gate surrounded by pine trees, leading into a broad stone pathway that goes deep inside.

The weather today wasn’t good, so the tea-drinking area wasn’t arranged in the open courtyard but placed on the balcony outside Old Lady Qiu’s room.

A set of half-meter-tall Phoebe wood table and chairs, paired with a set of purple sand teapot, along with a few Southern appetizers typically eaten to whet the appetite, Su Ziceng found it hard to imagine, consuming such sophisticated pastries, Qiu Zhi could grow into such a stout figure.

"I’ll just call you Ziceng, please have a seat," Old Lady Qiu sat down in the chair, she did not allow the servants to wait on her, but personally handled the tea utensils, washing and pouring into tea cups, the technique smooth and fluid, her movements showing none of the slowness typical of old age.