Chapter Ninety-Three: The Cement Factory

In the afternoon and the day after tomorrow, Nie Tianming learned from Xie Wanjun that it was the painters who went to the school to give lectures.

Nie Tianming had no reason to stay here anymore, and after greeting Zhang Qingyuan, Qian Mingda and Fan Jiaxuan, he and Zhang Sheng got on the shuttle bus to Huichangbao Town.

After the auction took a 5% commission for the "Lady Holding a Fan", 330,000 yuan was put into Nie Tianming's account.

"Tianming, those three old men are really interesting, we have made a lot of money in this live broadcast, and I will bring them all up tomorrow and share them with you." ”

"No, you can just keep it all. ”

Nie Tianming beckoned nonchalantly and asked Zhang Sheng to keep all the money for himself.

"Tianming, do you know how much money we've made these days?"

"How much?"

"It's 67,032 yuan and 5 cents in total, don't you want 30,000 yuan?"

"Didn't you marry a daughter-in-law, let's divide the money equally, this time, you can keep it as a wife. ”

A picture of a lady made Nie Tianming earn more than 300,000 yuan, and he was in a good mood, so he didn't pay so much attention to the live broadcast income these days.

And he and Zhang Sheng will have a long time in the future, and now they can make concessions by themselves, and they can also deepen their feelings for each other.

What's more, there are many more channels for getting money than Zhang Sheng.

Whether he goes up to the mountains to hunt, or paints and auctions in the future, in his Qiankun bag, there is a huge jade and three or four hundred years of Ganoderma lucidum, no matter which one it is, it is a rare work.

On the other hand, Zhang Sheng has no other source of income except for live broadcasting, and it is only natural for him to help him appropriately.

Regarding Nie Tianming's generosity, Zhang Sheng saw it in his eyes, he was not stupid, and he had already guessed that the picture of Tang Bohu's lady who was auctioned off at a high price was very likely to be sold by Nie Tianming.

can sell a painting of more than 300,000 yuan, and Nie Tianming's commission is at least about 30,000 yuan, it seems that he is helping himself this time.

Burying this gratitude in his heart, Zhang Sheng didn't push much, reached out and touched the back of his head, with a simple expression.

After arriving in Changbao Town, Nie Tianming and Zhang Sheng got off the bus, ready to find someone from the same village they knew and take them back.

Although both of them made a lot of money, they still had to save what they should have saved.

Standing on the street, I waited for more than ten minutes, and no villager from Nanquan Village who I knew passed by, which was very annoying.

"Tianming, you watch first, I'll go to the toilet, if you find a ride, you wait for me for a while. ”

Zhang Sheng was a little anxious, so he trotted around with his stomach in his hands and went to the public toilet next to the station.

As soon as Zhang Sheng left, Nie Tianming heard a roar, and turned his head to see that it was a group of unemployed young people in the town.

The first man was Yang Qiang, who rode a brand-new 125 motorcycle, followed by six or seven people, all on motorcycles or gas-burning scooters.

"Yo~ Isn't this Nie Rooster, waiting for the car back to the village here?"

Nie Rooster is a nickname that Nie Tianming hasn't heard for a long time.

is called Nie Rooster, not because Nie Tianming is stingy, he is called an iron rooster.

It's because his name is Nie Tianming, and when he crows, it's a rooster~ So I don't know who called it up in school, and then it was widely spread.

Yang Qiang also just remembered Nie Tianming's nickname, because he had the support of his brothers behind him, and he became bolder.

Nie Tianming glanced at it, he followed Yang Qiang to steal his own apples that day, and the followers he met when he released the turtle, all of them were present.

It seems that this is the rhythm that God let himself catch in one go.

"Do you remember the other day, on the edge of Baiyun Lake, our agreement?"

Conventions?

Made, obviously such an imposing word as a date, said it in Yang Qiang's mouth, but it changed its taste, and there was an ambiguous feeling.

The little brother who followed behind looked confused, the boss is okay with this?

"You mean to find someone to fight, right? When I asked you that day, how did you run so fast?"

"Lao Tzu is in a hurry, and he wants to go to peace, how can he have time to talk nonsense with you.

But I'm telling you now, the time and place are here and now!"

Yang Qiang rode on a motorcycle, wearing a thin leather jacket, cropped pants with ankles exposed, and a pair of leopard-print flat leather shoes on his feet.

Maybe it's because I'm riding a motorcycle too fast, I'm shivering from the cold, and I speak with a trill.

Nie Tianming looked at the crowded street and asked, "Are you sure you're here?"

"There are people in Lao Tzu's office, what if I beat you here!"

Yang Qiang stepped off the motorcycle in one step, tightened his leather clothes with both hands, and came to Nie Tianming and said.

"Didn't you call someone last time, why did you come by yourself?"

The younger brother in the back wondered for a while, didn't the eldest brother take us to steal scrap iron from the factory, how did we make an appointment?

But they weren't afraid, after all, Nie Tianming was only one person, and the next fight would be considered a life adjustment.

But the few younger brothers who had seen Nie Tianming's divine might didn't think so in their hearts.

Although his team has grown today, it is not certain who will lose and who will win when it really fights.

"Someone, I called, wait a minute. ”

Nie Tianming curled the corners of his mouth, looked at Yang Qiang and said.

In such a lively place, Nie Tianming is not afraid of him at all, now there are cameras everywhere on the street, if he really wants to fight, he is completely justified in defense, and he also has an interface and evades responsibility.

After waiting a little, Zhang Sheng finished unloading the goods in the toilet and came out comfortably.

Seeing Nie Tianming and Yang Qiang standing against each other, Zhang Sheng still wondered in his heart, why did they get mixed together.

"What's wrong, this is?"

When Zhang Sheng approached, he found a tense atmosphere at the scene.

"Brother Sheng, good. ”

Yang Qiang never thought that Nie Tianming would still be with Zhang Sheng.

Before Zhang Sheng became a soldier, he was also a popular figure in the junior high school school, and his subordinates also followed a group of younger brothers.

Among them, Yang Qiang's gang was always pressed by Zhang Sheng when he was in school, and it was not until Zhang Sheng dropped out of school that Yang Qiang became a big brother-level figure.

"Is there something wrong, Tianming?"

Zhang Sheng directly ignored Yang Qiang's greeting, turned his head and asked Nie Tianming.

"Didn't you look at the fight, Yang Qiang said that they are looking for someone based on their ability, so I can only find you~. ”

"Fight?"

Zhang Sheng looked at Yang Qiang viciously, his eyes full of contempt.

Yang Qiang knew that Zhang Sheng had been a soldier, and understood that his physical fitness was definitely not something that his group of people could deal with.

What's more, there is also a Nie Tianming who can be called a demon.

But you can't show cowardice in front of the younger brother, especially in front of the younger brother who has just received it, otherwise how can you still mix in Changbao Town.

"Brother Sheng, this is a matter between me and Nie Tianming, and I hope you don't interfere, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

"At your own risk?"

Zhang Sheng burst out laughing when he heard this sentence coming out of Yang Qiang's mouth.

Looking at the six or seven younger brothers who followed Yang Qiang, all of whom looked malnourished, Zhang Shengzhen was worried that he would have the possibility of sudden death halfway through the fight.

"Pick a place, you can't fight here, right?"

Yang Qiang's face sank, it seems that he can't be soft, fortunately he brought a guy today, and he may not be able to lose later.

Twenty minutes later, the cement factory at the east end of the town, whoever does not come is the grandson. ”

Yang Qiang put down the next sentence, turned over on the motorcycle, and walked away.