"Did you hear that?"

"Over there in Dingyun Wood Pavilion, there are two old ebony materials in the morning, and they are all Jinsi Nan's materials!"

"What? You're not mistaken, are you? Two golden silk ebony?!"

"That's right, several shop owners are talking about this in the group. And both of them are about the same length, one is 18 cubic meters and the other is 17.5 cubic meters. The boss who bought them seemed to be a young man, and he directly took out the money on the spot. ”

"My goodness, this doesn't add up to more than 8 million?"

"No, it's not! Two sold for 8.8 million yuan, just like winning two first-prize tickets. The bosses of the high-end timber in the market are all out of temper. What kind of luck do you say this white fat man in Dingyun Wooden Pavilion has hit, and he can get rid of the goods at the bottom of the box like this?"

A few wood sellers gathered around the entrance of the market were talking loudly about the small things that had just happened in the market.

In particular, the few younger brothers who followed Wu Bin were even more frowning and boasting about the young buyer's situation.

Ambiguous gossip such as "young man in his 20s" and "driving a Rolls-Royce" is even more yearning for the wood dealers around the ground.

Only Zhao Gang, who became a sworn enemy with Wu Bin, was so angry that he couldn't even swallow lunch after hearing the news.

"Fuck it!"

"This time it can make Wu Bin, this kid make a lot of money. ”

"I knew it would be like this, even if I let go of this face, I would have to compete with him for the young boss. Zhao Gang sat in the small restaurant next to the timber market and muttered sullenly.

Wu Bin, the person in charge of these two big orders, followed Chen Hao proudly at this moment and sent the two old ebony materials sold by Dingyun Wooden Pavilion to a familiar timber factory.

As for his honorific title for Chen Hao, he has also changed from "little boss" to "Mr. Chen" after the other party has finished swiping the payment of 8.8 million.

It's not a boss!

With a casual wave of his hand, 8.8 million is out, and the small boss who usually does business has the courage?

Judging from Wu Bin's previous business of watching people, the young "Mr. Chen" next to him is not a rich second generation with a head and a face, but an elite who has returned from abroad.

The dragon and phoenix in one person are sure to run away!

It's just that Wu Bin's heart felt a little sorry when he thought that the two old ebony materials, which were as expensive as gold, were about to be sent to the lumber mill for assembly line driving.

"That Mr. Chen, do you really plan to make the robot box?"

"With such a good material, I think it's better to invite a few masters with better skills to make it by hand. ”

"After all, the objects cut out by this machine tool are all missing a little bit of aura. Wu Bin tentatively persuaded on the side.

"Old Wu, I'm not in a hurry. ”

"Just prepare 500 jewelry boxes for me by next Wednesday, and the introduction fee will definitely not be less for you. Chen Hao pursed his lips, and his face showed a hint of embarrassment.

When they arrived at the Zhiwei Fuwang processing factory introduced by Wu Bin, they were greeted by a middle-aged factory director in his 50s.

The director of the lumber mill is Zheng Zhiwei, and in his early years, he was the workshop director of a state-owned timber mill in Wenshi.

In the 80s and 90s of the last century, when the wave of going to the sea to do business, this workshop director with technology pulled a group of brothers who bought out their seniority and set up a timber processing factory in the suburbs of Wenshi.

At first, the timber business was good, and the processing plant was booming. However, due to the popularity of plastic and iron furniture, Zheng Zhiwei's processing factory lost a large amount of processing orders.

If it weren't for the fact that he made friends with wood dealers like Wu Bin in the timber market at that time, and was able to get some small orders for wood crafts and wood furniture from time to time, Zheng Zhiwei and a dozen brothers in his factory would have gone bankrupt and gone northwest 800 years ago.

No, Wu Bin came to the door in person, and Zheng Zhiwei, who had received the wind a long time ago, had already taken a master in the factory and waited at the door of the factory workshop early.

"Oops!"

"Mr. Wu! Rare guests, there is a long way to go!" Zheng Zhiwei stepped forward to say a few words of greeting, but his eyes kept looking at the Rolls-Royce that Wu Bin was sitting in.

"Mr. Wu, where did you get rich recently?"

"Why is it that even a Rolls-Royce is on it?" Zheng Zhiwei looked suspicious, pulled Wu Bin, who had just gotten out of the car, and whispered to the side to inquire about the situation.

"I said you are an old man Zheng, haven't you been the factory director for so many years?"

"Didn't you see the main owner sitting in the car?" Wu Bin replied with a mocking expression, but the fingers that were gestured at the bottom pointed to the main driver of the Rolls-Royce.

"Shhh

"Driving this car at such a young age?"

"What's the matter with this kid?" Zheng Zhiwei followed Wu Bin's instructions, looked into the car window twice, and couldn't help but gasp.

"Do you see those two black materials in the back?"

"8,800,000 golden silk nan ebony! I just picked it up from the white fat man in the morning, and now it's still steaming with the heat of the banknotes. ”

"As for the origin of this young man, you can inquire, and it is right to call Mr. Chen with me when we meet later. Wu Bin hooked Zheng Zhiwei's shoulder and whispered in the other party's ear.

It's just that after mentioning the words "Jin Si Nan Ebony", Zheng Zhiwei's bloodshot tired eyes were like a light bulb with electricity.

Wait until the two ebony materials on the truck are unloaded into the slightly old workshop.

The whole Fuwang processing plant is in a stir!

"My mother!"

"This is Jin Si Nan Ebony?"

"Two of these big ones, they're worth 1.8 million to say the least, right?"

"The factory director has just greeted me, if these two treasures are taken out and sold, the house alone can be replaced with five or six sets in our Wen City. The workers in the workshop talked a lot, and every time they talked about the value of these two golden silk ebony, everyone's eyes were even brighter.

As for the carpentry masters who were keen on craftsmanship, they were like discovering rare treasures at this moment, holding calloused rough hands and stroking these two ebony materials up and down.

Because for craftsmen like them, being able to handle a valuable raw material is an affirmation of their lifelong learning.

"Director, are you going to make a set of antique furniture?"

"If these two materials are successful, they can be sent to the palace for royal use before they are obtained!" A carpentry master talked excitedly.

Only Zheng Zhiwei, the director of the factory who learned the specific purpose of these two ebony materials, sighed on the side with a painful face at this moment: "Old Lu! The owner of these two materials just said that they are not making furniture, nor are they car beads. ”

"People want to hurry up next Wednesday and let our factory find a way to get out 500 jewelry boxes. ”

It's coming, it's coming, the update is coming~~ It's been a long wait

(End of chapter)