Chapter 125: Nan Chen

It's a little interesting, Zhang Daman's heart is comfortable for a while, it seems that this Nan Chen still has some ability, at least not as gangsterly as the big-bellied yellow.

"Hello sir, how can I help you?" One of the girls with a melon seed face who greeted the reception, stood up straight, put her hands on her abdomen professionally, and asked Zhang Daman politely.

Zhang Daman seems to have entered the heavens and the earth, this fairy-like woman, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

"Well, is your boss here? I'm here to see him. Zhang Daman didn't beat around the bush and said straight to the point.

"Oh, sir, please wait a moment, I'll go and let you know. After speaking, she politely walked into the back room, and after a while, a young man who made Zhang Daman feel a little handsome came out.

If you want to talk about age, I'm afraid it's only twenty-five or sixteen years old.

But he looks really handsome, but he is wearing a Mao suit, which looks extremely elegant, and he comes forward modestly, and before he arrives, he has already smiled and arched his hand: "Dare to ask Your Excellency ......"

Zhang Daman was not an elegant gentleman in the first place, but he didn't feel a little sick to his stomach after listening to his sour words, but he was very comfortable, as if this situation should be suitable for such an elegant conversation.

Unexpectedly, I really never dreamed that in Lingfeng County, the three giants of the silkworm cocoon industry, Chen Biao, known as "Nan Chen", is so young, but he is so old.

"Oh, my name is Zhang Daman, I am a silkworm farmer, and I heard that Boss Chen's name in Lingfeng County is like thunder, so I made a special trip to visit. Zhang Daman also restrained his face a little, and tried his best to cooperate with the performance, such an antique and elegant environment, if he was too vulgar, wouldn't it be too discordant and destroy the atmosphere.

There is no dress rehearsal in life, every day is live.

Everyone is just a natural actor who plays a different role.

Sometimes, it is not as literary and artistic as you want to live, and even, forced to make a living, sometimes you have to live a vulgar life.

Zhang Daman's biggest insight from the rebirth of his previous life should also be like this, this world, some of them are ugly, on the surface, they are sanctimonious, but in fact, they are just looking for a high-sounding reason for the ugly face behind them.

Some people are cynical, and some people criticize and write, but the world is like this after all, and there will be no absolute equality, but it is increasingly divided into three, six, nine and so on.

"Ah, it turned out to be Boss Zhang, fortunately, fortunately, please take a seat!" Chen Biao did not take Zhang Daman lightly at all, he was kind, and invited Zhang Daman to sit on the solid wood sofa next to the root carving coffee table.

He himself skillfully cleaned the tea utensils, began to boil water, and made tea.

Zhang Daman was not polite, he sat on the sofa with a short body, leaned back on the back of the sofa, glanced at Chen Biao's Hongyun Silk Line a few times, and smiled slightly, "Boss Chen, your business house is really antique, making people feel a kind of paradise away from the hustle and bustle of the world." ”

"Hehehe, Boss Zhang, I can really laugh, in the end, I'm just a layman in the world, and I'm not busy running for those few grandfathers Mao. ”

Although Chen Biao is dressed elegantly, as soon as the conversation box opens, Zhang Daman feels that this person is quite down-to-earth, neither like a national treasure on the shelf, nor like the vulgarity of those peddlers and pawns, but just right.

"Indeed, who of us is not a layman. Zhang Daman echoed and said casually.

Chen Biao did not speak, but focused on making tea, he single-handedly brewed the tea is a thief, skillful warm cup brewing, took a little bit of Baihao from Lingfeng County, brewed it in the teacup a few times, poured it into the teacup, filled with a faint fragrance, which made people feel uplifted.

A cup of tea was placed in front of Zhang Daman, "Boss Zhang, please drink tea." ”

He and Big-bellied Huang are definitely two extreme people, Big-bellied Huang is a ruffian hooligan, a typical nouveau riche mentality, while Nan Chen is different, with mountains and rivers, and he seems to be polite and polite.

However, Zhang Daman will never be confused by Nan Chen's appearances, in the final analysis, everyone is a layman, not for profit.

Sima Qian, a famous historian and writer of the Western Han Dynasty, wrote in the "Historical Records": The world is bustling, all are for profit, and the world is bustling, all for profit.

This is really a true portrayal of the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods in the world.

Businessmen, in particular, cannot afford to be unprofitable.

Zhang Daman picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, the fragrance was fragrant, and he couldn't help but admire, "Good tea!"

Chen Biao nodded, "Yes, this tea is produced in our Lingfeng County and picked in front of the Ming Dynasty, it is really a genuine Ming Qian Maojian, and Bai Hao is also drunk like this, which is the most charming." ”

Zhang Daman can't say anything about tea tasting, he only knows that making a pot of tea is drinking a big pot to quench his thirst, and he doesn't have as much understanding of tea as Chen Biao.

After drinking a cup of tea, Chen Biao smiled and asked, "Boss Zhang, I visited today, I don't know what there is, I can serve you?"

"Boss Chen, you're welcome, to be honest, I just went to the old market and came ......from Lao Huang, a silk trading house," Zhang Daman said tentatively, but his eyes were looking at Nan Chen, seeing his reaction to this.

However, Chen Biao's face was so calm that Zhang Daman was a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that this young man, the city government was so deep, and he was not moved by what Zhang Daman said, he was so calm?

It is not surprising why he can become one of the three giants of the silkworm cocoon industry in Lingfeng County, which shows the high cultivation of this person.

And Zhang Daman did not call Big-bellied Huang "Boss Huang", but directly called "Lao Huang", such a title is only called so by people who are more familiar with it.

This is also Zhang Daman's deliberate show, as if telling Nan Chen that he has a lot to do with Big-bellied Huang, but in fact, it is just a nodding acquaintance, all for their own interests, nothing more.

Chen Biao took a sip of tea from the teacup, slowly put down the teacup, and said with a smile in an unhurried tone: "Boss Zhang, then what are you doing in the shop?"

"Boss Chen, you are so young and promising, I visited today to make friends, one more friend and one more road in the business field, right?"

"Yes, what Boss Zhang said is exactly what I want, but when it comes to Lao Huang, he is a person, and Chen is inconvenient to say. Chen Biao said, frowned slightly, and did not continue.

Zhang Daman thought to himself, judging from the change in Chen Biao's expression, it seems that there may be some gaps between him and Big-bellied Huang, or there may be some conflicts of interest.

Peers are enemies, and it seems that there is an untellable story between Nan Chen and North Huang.

"Since you and I are brothers, we are familiar at first sight, what do you think of Lao Huang, you might as well open up and say it, how about it?" Zhang Daman took the opportunity to ask.