Chapter 184: Meeting
Mo Feifei and the fat man walked straight to the Hongyun Building in front of them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
When I went in, there were really a lot of people inside, some men and some women, but most of them were men, and at first glance they were the kind of people who were more tyrants and wealthy people.
There are a few well-dressed chicks lying on the counter, fetching things for customers. This one, a pair of 36c under the collar can't wait to jump out immediately. No wonder so many people like to run here, no wonder people can do so big, details determine fate.
Seeing that a guest was coming, someone immediately greeted him: "Hello, do you have anything you need for the two gentlemen?" ā
The fat man went straight to the point with the waiter: "I'm looking for your boss, an old acquaintance." As he spoke, he made a gesture of holding his fingers together into a fist.
Seeing this gesture, the waiter immediately understood that this was a ghost walk. Either buy or sell.
The waiter nodded: "What is your name?" ā
Fat man: "Zhang Longbow." Without waiting for the waiter to continue to ask, he took the initiative to introduce: "This is my friend, the big boss." ā
The waiter looked up at Mo Feifei and felt that this young man looked not very old, and he was not wearing a particularly big brand, but his demeanor was magnificent, and he had quite an aura. In particular, his eyes, which are as bright as small light bulbs, are particularly impressive.
I have been doing this for a long time, and I know best the words "people cannot be disguised, and the sea water cannot be measured". Some people who dress sloppily and look no different from beggars are likely to be billionaires worth tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions.
If you judge by what you wear, it will be too easy to offend people.
However, it is not possible to ensure that some people themselves have little money, and they deliberately dress sloppily to hide from the world, and some are simply plainclothes JC to make trouble for you.
It depends on a person's temperament, clothing can deceive people, but a person's temperament can't deceive people.
The waiter looked Mo Feifei up and down, and said, "Wait a minute, you sit down first, and I'll go talk to our boss." ā
Within a minute, the waiter walked over quickly and said politely, "Please come with me, our boss is waiting upstairs." ā
The fat man dusted off his body, straightened his clothes, tied the shoelaces under his feet, and looked heavy when he was about to be received by the national leader: "Thank you, beauty." ā
Mo Feifei next to him saw the fat man's respectful appearance on the side, and snickered: "As for it, so cowardly." ā
The fat man rolled up and down his Adam's apple: "Of course, Boss Fang is a senior in this industry, and we are juniors, of course we have to be polite." ā
Mo Feifei shook his head and smiled, but did not answer.
Under the leadership of the waitress, Mo Feifei and the fat man "pedaled" to the second floor.
This floor gives people the feeling of four words - luxury, magnificent. The second floor, on top of "luxury" and "style", has risen one step and has become "luxury" and "magnificence".
Good guys, the feet are thick Persian carpets, and the furniture is all made of small leaves of rosewood, full of classical and cultural beauty. On the wall, there are authentic works of several famous artists.
There are Tang Bohu's beauties, Mi Yuanzhang's landscapes, Liu Shi'an's fans, Tiebao's pairs, Zheng Banqiao's bamboo, and Liu Zhongtang's "tiger" character.
Underneath these things, there are many shop windows, and there are many cultural toys in the windows, including jade and bronze objects. However, these things don't look like they were unearthed. It's not surprising who dares to put the unearthed things on this bright side.
Mo Feifei looked around and found that in the window in the southwest corner, there was a bronze wine bottle that was almost exactly the same as the fat man. It's just that this bronze wine bottle is bigger than the fat man's, but it's not as good-looking as the fat man's, and the fat man's one has an inscription on it, as well as the shape of an animal, which looks ingenious.
Mo Feifei wanted to get closer to take a look, but at this time, a person came out of the room behind the screen.
Originally, Mo Feifei felt that the person who could take over such a big business should be an old man in his fifties and sixties, wearing gorgeous clothes, and with his gestures, he gave people the style of an old pedant, and lined with the cunning of some profiteers and the ferocity of the lamas.
But when this person really appeared in front of Mo Feifei's eyes, this feeling was subverted. This person looks to be only twenty or thirty years old, wearing a gray windbreaker, a pair of pointed scalp shoes under his feet, holding a purple sand hand pot in his hand, and two thumbs, each with a green and white jade wrench, and his appearance is even slightly immature.
Mo Feifei was skeptical: "This is Boss Fang?" ā
The fat man nodded: "That's right." After agreeing, the fat man walked up to Boss Fang, owed a debt, and stretched out his hand respectfully: "Hello, Boss Fang." ā
Boss Fang was quite polite, he didn't take the shelf, and shook hands with the fat man with a smile: "Fatty, have you figured it out, are you going to sell that wine bottle to me?" ā
The fat man scratched his head: "That, I still have to think about it." ā
"Yes, you think about it slowly, anyway, no matter how many times you think about it, my price will not change, 150,000 is the highest price I can offer."
Mo Feifei next to him listened more curiously, the fat man said, his wine bottle has a maximum of 300,000 yuan, but this boss Fang, who seems to be rich and powerful, only paid 150,000, this is interesting, the person who paid 300,000 yuan, is it possible that he is richer than this boss Fang?
The fat man nodded again and again: "I know, I know, Boss Fang's price has always been fair, I will consider your side carefully." But I'm not here for this, I'm bringing a friend. Don't worry, he's my iron buddy, absolutely reliable. ā
Boss Fang smiled and said to the waitress, "Xiaoqing, pour tea for the two distinguished guests." ā
The tea came up soon, and Mo Feifei sat down and tasted it, it was a good Tieguanyin.
After the waiter went out, Boss Fang asked straight to the point, "I don't know this brother's surname?" ā
Mo Feifei put down the teacup: "Free of your surname Mo, the ink of ink, the ink of Mozi." ā
Boss Fang took a sip of the tea in the purple sand handpot and smacked the taste: "This surname is relatively rare, what does Mr. Mo do?" ā
"Bodyguard!"
"Oh?" Boss Fang's eyes lit up: "Interesting." Well, I don't check the household registration, it seems that my mouth is poor. I don't know Mr. Mo, do you want to ship this time, or do you want to get the goods? ā
The fat man looked at Mo Feifei, he was so nervous that he didn't know how to answer, and he didn't know how he would use the words from the mouth of this boss to judge whether this person was related to the theft of his treasure, or if he knew some clues in this regard.
(To be continued.) )