Wealth

"Sister Feng Nan, where is there a glass shop?" Ouyang Xiaowei was a little anxious.

After leaving the general manager’s office, Feng Nan accompanied Ouyang Xiaowei and left the company. They went door-to-door to find glass shops, hoping to order the medals quickly, but because the time was a bit late, they kept looking for them. Several of them were closed, and both of them were very anxious.

Tomorrow is to hold the company's eighth anniversary exhibition. If you can't get a medal, it will be questionable. It seems that it is not enough to rely on pictures and text to illustrate the company's exhibition history.

Feng Nan bent down and rubbed his sore calf, frowned and said, "I remember there seems to be another one on the street next door. Let's go and take a look."

The two people cheered up and continued to walk forward. A Mercedes Benz drove from behind, stopped steadily next to them, and blew the horns twice.

Ouyang Xiaowei and Feng Nan turned their heads and saw that it was Mr. Fan’s car. Then they saw Fan Wuyao stick their heads out, "Two girls, get in the car. I know where I can find someone who makes that thing." "

Ouyang Xiaowei looked at Fan Wubing a little depressed, thinking that if it hadn’t been for this person, she wouldn’t have smashed three medals so badly, but Feng Nan had already pulled it before she let her think about it. She got in the car.

Fan Ting’s two Mercedes Benzes were still given to him by Qiu Baohua’s boss before Fan Wuyi went abroad. The license plates were good. Secondly, the Mercedes-Benz is indeed more comfortable to sit on. The brand did not drop in price, so Fan Ting never changed the car.

After Fan Wuyi came back, naturally he didn't have his own car, so Fan Ting took out one of his own car for him to use.

"Do you have a driver's license?" Although I don't know the specific relationship between the big boy and Mr. Fan. But because he was able to get in and out of Fan Ting's office freely, the relationship between the two was unusual. Moreover, Feng Nan noticed that Fan Wuyi's appearance was somewhat similar to Fan Ting's, thinking that they should have some kind of relative relationship. of.

"Driver's license?" Fan Wu was stunned for a while, and then replied with a smile, "No in China, I have a driver's license in the United States."

"A U.S. driver's license?" Feng Nan was also stunned, and then muttered, "I don't know if the traffic police in Beijing recognizes this. I hope your driving skills are okay!"

Fan Wubing nodded. "I’m used to driving in the United States. You don’t take driving seriously, and naturally you don’t take it seriously. However, the U.S. driver’s license test is very strict and there is basically no favor. It can be said, so you don’t have to worry about whether my driving skills are reliable. Taking 10,000 steps back, even if the car crashes somewhere, others will suffer. The safety performance of this car is still very reassuring. "

Feng Nan and Ouyang Xiaowei both shook their heads and said that they could not rest assured. They really didn't have much confidence in this big boy who was born like a broom star. They led to the bad luck of three medals being thrown against him in a row. probability. The probability that two people can be assured of him is almost zero.

However, what Fan Wubing said is quite valid. At the airport in the afternoon, the car directly hit Ye Tian's Cadillac into a mess. He just rubbed off a little patent leather, and he was more at ease about the safety of this car. The big boss of Qiu Baohua did not compromise on the selection of gifts.

The car turned into an alley with three turns, then stopped outside a courtyard, and several people got out of the car.

"Here?" Feng Nan and Ouyang Xiaowei looked around, there is no sign to indicate that this is a place to do business.

"That's right," Fan Wubing said to the two of them, "It's here, let's go in, if it's too late, they won't pick up the work!"

Feng Nan and Ouyang Xiaowei followed Fan Wuyao into the yard suspiciously, and went straight into a room. Sure enough, it was filled with all kinds of mess, antiques, woodware, porcelain, badges, glass products, tricks. so many.

"Lao Zhang, come out to pick up the job." Fan Wubing raised his voice and shouted without seeing anyone.

Then I saw a buddy who looked like Feng Xiaogang came out of the pile of debris, looked at the three of Fan Wubing some inexplicably, and then asked hesitantly, "What are the three points? "He is still a little puzzled in his heart, his memory has always been very good, how can he not have the slightest impression of the three people in front of him? But watching the big boy among the three call his name, it seems that he should be very familiar with it!

"Don't take a look!" Fan Wubing said with a smile looking at this guy who should have only met after ten years. Snuffed to Ouyang Xiaowei.

"Uh, it's like this--" Ouyang Xiaowei was taken aback for a while, and hurriedly passed the pattern drawn inside, and then chatted with Lao Zhang about her request, and finally added, "Trouble It's best for you to hurry up, we'll use it tomorrow."

Hearing Ouyang Xiaowei's words like this, Fan Wubing immediately curled his lips, thinking that if you are so in a hurry to urge others, that is not the same as telling them that I am a goat, come and slaughter me!

"In a hurry?!" Sure enough, Lao Zhang's eyes rolled and he said immediately, "One piece costs one hundred and fifty yuan, and three yuan is four hundred and five. In whole numbers, you can give five hundred dollars!"

"It's so expensive!" Ouyang Xiaowei's face was drawn immediately. Her salary was not very high. In Beijing in 1991, four to five hundred yuan a month was considered a relatively high salary. Who would take so much money with him all day long?

Naturally, Feng Nan didn't bring that much money, and both of them looked at each other awkwardly.

It happened that Lao Zhang even said coldly, "There are also cheap ones, so you can only make do with glass."

Fan Wubing touched his pocket. Draw out a banknote. Passed it to Lao Zhang.

"Oh! The knife is happy--" Lao Zhang took the colorful bill and looked carefully in front of him, and then asked in a bewildering manner, "Brother, your version is good. Isn't it a high copy?" Can I introduce the business to you? How about a 20% discount for these three brands?"

"I said you're a black-hearted donkey!" Fan Wuyao rebuked angrily, "Have you seen dollars?! Open your eyes and take a closer look. Which version is this?!"

Lao Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and said to his heart, which regular customer really introduced this place? Otherwise, I shouldn't know my nickname! He has been in this business for several years, and he has come into contact with a lot of people, but there are indeed few who can call him a donkey. He can count them with two hands, so he tentatively asked, "Forgive me. . Who are you from here?"

Fan Wubing shook his head and said. "It's useless to ask me for details. Let's do the work first. Later on, I will have a big business to take care of you. The specifics will depend on your craftsmanship."

"What can't be achieved, Lao Zhang's craftsmanship is naturally top-notch." Lao Zhang calmly carried the hundred-dollar bill into his arms, and then juggled out a full set of equipment from the pile of debris. , And did not know where to pull out three crystal glasses. Then the construction began. There was a sound of machine grinding in the room, which was very ear-piercing.

Fan Wubing retreated to the outside room with Feng Nan and Ouyang Xiaowei to see Lao Zhang's random collections.

Said to be collections, in fact, there are many types, and the styles are also messy. You have to know that there are everything on the street stalls in Beijing. The real and the fake are mixed together, and it is not obvious to the experts.

But the two girls got together. Naturally, I like to discuss about those shiny things, such as mutton jade pendants, crystal ornaments, or beads, etc. I forget the time when I chat.

Fan Wubingxin said that the woman is indeed relatives with the dragon, and they are all interested in shiny things.

Looking at the stuff in the room, Fan Wubing remembered how he met Zhang Maolu.

In fact, Zhang Maoludi is a teenager who is older than Fan Wuyi, but he has been learning craftsmanship from his master since he was a child. He didn't go to school very much. But other people are smart and perceptive, and they are considered top masters in this industry, but ordinary people naturally don't know, they just think that he is just making a living by setting up a street stall.

If it hadn’t been for Fan Wubing to beg Lao Zhang’s door with a friend for something, he would not have known that there was such a hidden expert living in a small alley in Beijing. Lao Zhangdi's assets are also worth tens of millions.

Fan Wubing glanced around the room and saw a lot of things, including white jade from the Han Dynasty, local porcelain from the Ming Dynasty, and official kiln porcelain from the Song Dynasty, as well as pots and lacquerware.

After a while, the noise in the room finally stopped, and Lao Zhang walked out of the room, holding three crystal medals in his hand, and said to the three of them, "Look at the goods first? What's wrong? ?"

Although he said that, he looked very confident in his manner and tone.

Feng Nan and Ouyang Xiaowei carefully watched the three medals over and over again, and said in surprise, "Wow! It's a great job, exactly the same as the original ones!"

Lao Zhang said proudly, "Of course there is no problem. But your fraud is too rampant, and the medals in this one can be done at will? In a year, only a few dollars, you take this out to fool ordinary people It’s okay. Experts will know it is fake at first glance! Don’t say I haven’t reminded you of this, if there is a mistake, don’t say that my craftsmanship is not good!"

Fan Wubing knew that Lao Zhang had a good intention, but these medals were truly authentic, but the original ones were broken. The relevant certificates are still in the company's archives showroom. Naturally, there is no need to worry that some people will suspect that this is a fake.

"If you are optimistic, you can leave. I'm still waiting to close the stall." Lao Zhang has already started to pack his things and is ready to push people out.

"Bring it--" Fan Wuyao smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to Lao Zhang.

"What?" Lao Zhang's eyes rolled round and round. Asked a little surprised.

"What is the price comparison between the US dollar and the RMB? And you said that the land is 50% off——" Fan Wuyao reminded.

The current price ratio between RMB and U.S. dollar. The black market is generally ten to one, so Fan Wubing’s one hundred dollars is worth about one thousand yuan. In addition, if Lao Zhang yelled about 50% off, Fan Wubing would of course want to talk to him. Care about it.

Actually make these three brands. The cost is like twenty yuan. Fan Wubing was willing to leave him two hundred and fifty yuan, but he meant it shamelessly.

Sure enough, Lao Zhang immediately turned his face like a bitter gourd, groaning bitterly, "God! Look at my den, how can I find a hundred dollars? I think you are also a big man, only one hundred and eighty dollars. Can't it be rewarded?"

Fan Wubing repeatedly shook his head and said, "That's not what it says. We clearly mark the price and consume it reasonably. Besides. A few hundred dollars. I can hear a noise even in the water. You just don't say anything like that. Take it, what's the matter? Friends on the road have heard about it, and they can't laugh at me 250!?"

Lao Zhang replied with a bitter expression, "But you can't give me a two-hundred-and-five hundred, isn't this a shabby person! Or else, how about you pick one of the things in my house? Anyway, this is an antique. How much is it worth? It depends on your luck. Fan Wubing took a serious look at Lao Zhang, and then laughed, "You don’t use fakes to fool me. I don’t know how many of these are from you at night. Fake. I am not a sheep! "

"Heaven and earth conscience!" Lao Zhang suddenly cried out. "It's good to have fakes, but you can't kill them with a stick. Why are these things not worth hundreds of dollars when you get them outside?"

"Anything can be done?" Fan Wuyao asked again.

"You can pick it up, I've never been unambiguous about this." Lao Zhang replied calmly. He said in his heart that there is no real product here anyway, and you can take whatever you like.

Feng Nan and Ouyang Xiaowei both gathered around, each holding a Yushanzi, and one holding an ivory pen holder for Fan Wuyi's reference.

Fan Wubing smiled, shook his head, and then walked directly to the place where Zhang had been churning. There was a small red wooden box with ten or so various carving knives in it. He picked up the box. He pinned it in his arms, and said to the two girls, "Go, go home!"

Lao Zhang suddenly became anxious. Now he knew that the man in front of him was an expert, but he said it himself, and he couldn't take it with others. He could only pull Fan Wuyi's sleeve and pleaded, "Little brother, little brother. Brother, boss, I’m begging you as a brother, this is what I eat, you will never come to tear down my signboard, are you? I am a low-ranking character everywhere in Beijing, and I will never offend you. Ah! Do your best, raise your hands high, and forget me!"

"You said anything you just took." Fan Wuyao said lightly.

Fan Wuyi’s rebirth of that set of tools had been experienced before, and Zhang Maolu had bragged about it as a treasure handed down by his ancestor. His craftsmanship is one aspect, but the material and design of this set of tools are ingenious. This is also an important reason for his unfavourable future. For this set of tools alone, someone else has to buy one million eight hundred thousand dollars, and he will not sell his skills. In the final analysis, this thing is a tool for him to eat, how can it be sold?

You can hit anything, but you can't hit your own golden rice bowl! People who come out to live in a mixed life are even more concerned about this.

Lao Zhang reacted a bit now. The big boy in front of him is not waiting for idlers, so he just clasped his fists and said, "Before the brothers were clumsy and didn't know the true face of the guest, if there is something to be ordered , Please speak directly."

Fan Wubing smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about it, I really came to get a brand, but I have some ideas temporarily, I want to take care of you some business, and I have an annual salary of one million. Do two things with me. Years, is it possible?"

"I can't afford to break the law." As soon as Lao Zhang heard the momentum of the other party, he knew that he must not agree to this matter, so he made a weak request.

"Wherever I want to go, it's all serious business~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It's only with your help." Fan Wubing took out a business card from his pocket, but when he saw it, he felt that it was his contact in the United States. Way, so I took out a signature pen, wrote the contact information on it, and then handed it to Lao Zhang, and then exhorted, “It’s a serious business, but it’s just a big profit. Don’t be crooked. In three days, I Wait for you, forget it if you don't come."

After speaking, Fan Wubing threw down the tools to Lao Zhang, and then took Feng Nan and Ouyang Xiaowei away.

Lao Zhang held the business card left by Fan Wubing and pondered for a long time, but it was still to no avail. Soon he reacted again, "Hey! These two chicks, they ran away all my things!"

It turned out that Feng Nan and Ouyang Xiaowei, dragged by Fan Wuyi, took away the Yushanzi and the ivory pen holder.

"Today's business is really a big loss!" Lao Zhang shook his head with a wry smile, then looked at the business card in his hand, and said to himself, "Go and see? I guess it won't be a bad thing! Today's Loss, you have to make it back!"

Lao Zhang put his business card in his pocket, then turned off the lights, closed the door and left.

The night fell long ago, and the courtyard was plunged into darkness.