Chapter 857: Houhai Lao Bai
Money is endless, but life is only once.
Obviously, this is a word of advice.
For Qin Feng, this is also the kindest advice of President Shen.
It's just that what if the other party really targets him?
This is what makes Qin Feng think deeply.
What if I have to pick peaches?
At this moment, Jiang Yong called.
"Qin Feng, what should I do if the tax bureau comes to check the accounts?" Jiang Yong asked.
Qin Feng's brows tightened.
Obviously not.
This, if you don't let the accounts be audited, it will be even more favorable.
"Check it, let them check the accounts. However, let them show their documents first!" Qin Feng said, "Also, give a call to the Modu government and tell them." See if the procedure is legitimate!"
Obviously, this should not be the relevant tax department of the magic capital to check the accounts, so is it reasonable to bypass the magic capital to check the accounts?
"I understand!" Jiang Yong hung up.
"Let them come in and check the accounts!" Jiang Yong ordered, "but keep an eye on them, and they are not allowed to destroy our company data." ”
Subsequently, Jiang Yong grabbed the phone and reported this problem to the relevant departments of the magic capital.
At this moment, Qin Feng was thinking about how to solve this most difficult and thorny problem. After all, in this matter, he has always restrained himself.
There are always people who want to pick peaches, no matter how they develop, but at least in the short term, Qin Feng can't avoid being forcibly picked peaches. Unless Qin Feng quits.
But is there more potential in the global market than in the domestic market?
At least in Qin Feng's opinion, it is gone.
But there has to be a solution.
Unconsciously, Qin Feng came to Houhai.
Houhai in the capital is a part of Shichahai, which is an idle place with water and mountains and weeping willows on the shore. Originally, this was a pond reserved for the royal family in the old days.
But with the development of the times, this place has gradually become a bar street in the capital, which is as famous as Sanlitun.
It's just that the bar street in Sanlitun is mainly popular, mainly nightclubs. Houhai, on the other hand, is quieter and a little bourgeoisie, and it is also a place where many wandering singers sing.
Of course, this is not far from Qin Feng's courtyard.
Walking home, it is only ten minutes, less than twenty minutes away.
Hey! Qin Feng suddenly remembered something in his mind.
Qin Feng watched "The Demon Life of Rebirth" (still updating, see the updated article, please add a group 730118710), I remember that it mentioned that there seems to be a big coffee living here.
Qin Feng remembered that it was called Houhai Silver Ingot Bridge Bar, it seemed that the owner's surname was Bai, and no one knew the name, which was extremely mysterious.
Perhaps, you can get to know yourself.
Of course, not necessarily, but at least you can take a look.
Qin Feng looked east and west, and really found such a Houhai Silver Ingot Bridge bar.
At this moment, it is the afternoon.
Houhai bars are generally open from the afternoon until the early hours of the morning. As for what time it is, it's up to the guests.
At the moment, it was almost two or three o'clock, and it happened to have just opened.
Qin Feng walked in leisurely.
Inside, there was indeed a middle-aged man, lazy, lying on a recliner in the courtyard, basking in the sun, with a wine jug beside him, and two snacks and dishes, which was extremely leisurely.
"Boss!" Qin Feng shouted.
"There are guests so early, what do you want to drink, pour yourself, and pack what you want to eat. Count the money then!" said the man on the recliner who seemed to be white.
As soon as Qin Feng heard it, he knew that this should be the mysterious old white.
Only such people will do business. Because the will of the people is not here, or in other words, people don't plan to make a living from this at all, purely by this style of play.
Qin Feng poured himself a glass of beer, made a small plate of peanuts, and found a chair to sit down.
Thinking about how to get close to this old white trick, determine his identity, and see if there is any way to help him.
But Qin Feng accosted a few words, Lao Bai closed his eyes and recuperated, occasionally took a small sip, ate some snacks, and ignored Qin Feng at all.
This made Qin Feng very helpless.
You can't just grab the other person's collar and ask.
At this moment, a few young people came, playing and making trouble, it should be tourists, it seemed that they were tired of walking, and they were looking for a place to rest.
"Pour the wine yourself!" Lao Bai replied slowly, not standing up at all.
Qin Feng pouted.
This guy is really unique enough.
A few young people were not restrained, poured their own drinks, and sat on the side to chat and rest.
"Look, there's a piano here!" exclaimed one of the young men in surprise.
"Li Hao, aren't you learning piano, play a song for me. A few young people cheered.
Qin Feng followed the sound and looked over, and really saw a piano in the corner of the wall.
Qin Feng took a closer look, this was actually a Bechstein piano.
Bechstein is one of the two major German piano brands on a par with Steinway. Although Qin Feng has always played Steinway, he has also admired Bechstein for a long time.
It's just that there is already a custom Steinway of more than two million yuan at home, so there is no need to buy another Bechstein.
I didn't expect there to be a very historic Bechstein here. Of course, Qin Feng didn't have much research on the history of the piano, but he only knew that this one had a little history.
"It's an old friend's piano that is placed here in the hope that one day its owner will come back. Lao Bai's voice suddenly remembered, "Idle people, wait, don't touch it!"
"Boss, no matter how expensive the piano is, it is also a piano, and if no one plays it, it is a pile of utensils. Only when people play it, that's called a piano. The young man named Li Hao puffed up his chest in defense.
"You don't deserve it!" Lao Bai's tone was faint, but he was merciless.
"I'm from a conservatory, majoring in piano! When I was 12 years old, I got the title of Grade 8 in piano!" Li Hao said to show off.
"That's it, Li Hao is a piano genius!" Several young people around him coaxed.
"You don't deserve it!" Lao Bai still said.
Li Hao's face was red, and he seemed to want to go to the boss to reason, but he was stopped by his companions.
After all, a group of tourists can't clash with the head snake, but obviously a group of young people are extremely angry, so they deliberately say something to mock Lao Bai.
"Li Hao, you are a musical genius, maybe it will be the next Qin Feng. I can't afford to be as knowledgeable as this native!"
"That's it, it's just that I have a better background and a Beijing hukou. If you don't play, you won't play, and when you win the International Piano Master Gold Medal in the future, he will regret it!"
But Lao Bai didn't hear it at all, and drank by himself.
Qin Feng had an idea in his heart.
"Boss, I'm a wandering musician, can I borrow your bar and beg for food?" Qin Feng asked.
"You shut them up, and they'll hire you. Lao Bai said lightly.
Obviously, although Lao Bai did not ridicule each other, he was still unhappy when he was ridiculed by several young people.
Qin Feng nodded.