Chapter 015 Buyout
Chapter 015 Buyout
Feng Yuanhua's face showed a smile that was too sophisticated for his age to be sophisticated and a little sly.
"Mom, if you really want to do something, son, I'll give you an idea. What about you, bring the money and find that kid, isn't he going to sell jade pendants? How much does he want, let's give! At the same time, give him another sum of money and let him hurry back to his hometown, as far as he goes! β
"As long as he has nothing in his hand, how can he recognize his relatives? How could my grandfather recognize him? This kind of country boy, I wonder if you give up the money, let him do anything. Besides, he didn't know that there was a relative of the old Feng family behind him, so it was not easy to fool? β
"Or my son is smart!" Zhang Lan's eyes lit up, and she smiled.
Feng Bolin glared at his Chapter 015 Buying His Son with some annoyance, and scolded softly, "You two don't mess around, you have to let the old man know, it's terrible." Besides, if it is really the second child, knowing that he is the bloodline of the Feng family and still does not recognize him, it is too much to lose this child! β
"Dad, just give more money and make up for it. Besides, in the future, our family can also secretly fund him and his mother, so it won't be a loss to him. Of course, I'm just giving you a suggestion, and it's up to you and my mom to decide what to do β hehe. After speaking, Feng Yuanhua turned around and left.
Feng Yuanhua won't say anything more. The so-called point is up, and next, his mother Zhang Lan needs to play on the spot.
He was born in the red high gate, grew up in the circle of high-level descendants, far more mature than his peers, and more proficient in the way of power and scheming, which is the result of hearing and seeing it since childhood...... Feng Yuanhua really knows his mother Zhang Lan too well.
This kind of thing, father Feng Berlin will definitely not do, although Feng Berlin is a little selfish, but he can still adhere to the principle on the issue of right and wrong, only his mother will do it.
In other words, only Zhang Lan is more suitable to do it, in case the matter is revealed in the future and the old man is stabbed, at most the daughter-in-law is ignorant, which also leaves a certain amount of room for maneuver for Feng Bolin and his son. Chapter 015 Buyout
Zhang Lan found Peng Yuanzheng that afternoon.
With the identity and influence of Zhang Lanfeng's daughter-in-law, since she knew that Peng Yuanzheng was a graduate of the 91st class of the Chinese Department of Jinghua University, it was not too difficult to find out that Peng Yuanzheng had such an iron buddy as Wang Biao and find Wang Biao's home.
Downstairs at Wang Biao's house, when Peng Yuanzheng saw Zhang Lan, a middle-aged woman with a decent dress and an extraordinary temperament, standing next to a black red flag car for the first time, a bad premonition immediately appeared in his heart.
He hesitated for a moment and strode over.
From the moment he appeared downstairs, Zhang Lan looked at him intently.
"Are you Ms. Zhang Lan? I'm Peng Yuanzheng, are you looking for me? Peng Yuanzheng immediately asked, but he was guessing the identity of this uninvited guest in his heart.
"Hehe, Xiao Peng, I heard Professor Feng say, you have a piece of Qianqing jade pendant to sell? Let's go, let's find a place to talk. Zhang Lan said, took the initiative to open the back door of the car, and warmly invited Peng Yuanzheng to get into the car.
Peng Yuanzheng took a step back slightly, shook his head, and nodded again, "It's trueβare you in trouble?" If you have something, please tell me directly. β
Zhang Lan didn't expect Peng Yuanzheng to refuse to get into the car, and reluctantly smiled, "Hehe, then let's go out for a walk?" I want to buy your jade pendant ......"
As he spoke, Zhang Lan took the initiative to walk outside the community, and Peng Yuanzheng raised a sense of solemnity between his eyebrows, and he also followed.
Outside the community where Wang Biao's house is located, in a cold drink shop across the road, Peng Yuanzheng and Zhang Lan sat opposite each other, but they had their own thoughts.
"After a long time, if you want to say that you were so confused back then, it is difficult to choose between truth and illusion. There have been joys and sorrows, why is this persistence? The long road of life, up and down to seek ......"
The store played the popular song "Desire", which has been popular all over the country since the end of last year, and the mellow and affectionate singing voice of the female singer intoxicated many customers who ate cold drinks to escape the heat.
But Zhang Lan frowned with some disgust, not knowing whether she didn't like this tune or didn't like this female singer.
But she has big things to do, so she can't take care of them.
"Xiao Peng, we don't talk darkly, I'm in the business of collecting and antiques, and I want your jade pendant and the documents that prove the way the jade pendant came - I can give you a high price, and no one can give you a high price."
Zhang Lan smiled slightly, took the small lockbox he carried, opened it, and pushed it over, which was filled with stacks of cash.
"That's 100,000! Is it enough? If it's not enough, we can discuss it again! β
Zhang Xuan's eyes froze.
The big question mark in his heart instantly turned into an exclamation mark when he saw this lockbox banknote, and he could almost conclude that this woman must be from the Feng family.
She wanted to buy the jade pendant and documents in her hand, obviously to prevent him from recognizing his relationship with Feng Lao. He didn't know what that meant, but he sensed a smell of conspiracy.
Zhang Xuan lowered his head and thought about it, his demeanor fell into Zhang Lan's eyes, but he was moved by money.
In this early nineties, 100,000 yuan was definitely a relatively huge amount, equivalent to the net worth of 10,000 yuan. In fact, even Feng Bolin and his family couldn't come up with so much cash, which she temporarily borrowed from her brother, who was in business. Zhang Lan didn't believe that a bitter child who grew up in a small place could resist the temptation of such a huge sum of money.
Zhang Lan was very confident, but unexpectedly, Peng Yuanzheng slowly raised his head and gave her an unexpected reply: "Aunt Zhang, but I have already promised to give it to another buyer, so I can't be untrustworthy." β
"You Xiao Peng, you are really honest. What does it mean to be untrustworthy? Whoever pays the highest price will give it to whomever it wants. Auntie knows that you are a family heirloom, and she doesn't want you to suffer, so she paid a high price. You have to think about it, after this village, there will be no such shop. β
"These days, not everyone is as kind as Auntie."
Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and persuaded.
Peng Yuanzheng secretly sneered in his heart, are you kind? You're no kinder than anyone else!
Seeing that Peng Yuanzheng was still hesitating, she gritted her teeth and continued to increase, "Xiao Peng, let's put it this way, Auntie really likes this thing, in this way, if you are willing to give me the jade pendant and the documents that prove the way the jade pendant came, I will add another 30,000 to you, how about 130,000?" β
A trace of solemnity flashed in Peng Yuanzheng's eyes.
He nodded slowly and said softly, "Okay, Aunt Zhang, you have offered such a high price, if I don't agree again, I will become ignorant of lifting." β
Zhang Lan was ecstatic, hurriedly got up and said, "Xiao Peng, you are waiting for Auntie here, Auntie will take the car to the bank to withdraw money, and come back in half an hour at the latest, let's pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, okay?" β
"Okay." Peng Yuanzheng smiled.
Zhang Lan grabbed her lockbox and hurried away. She really wants to raise the money, without further ado, as long as she buys the things in Peng Yuanzheng's hand, and then coaxes him to leave the capital immediately and go away and go into hiding, Feng Lao's recognition of relatives this time will be over.
But as soon as Zhang Lan left, Peng Yuanzheng immediately left the cold drink shop, stopped a taxi head-on, and disappeared.
He didn't even go back to Wang Biao's house, he directly found a small hotel on the outskirts of the city to stay, and then found a public phone booth to call Wang Biao, saying that he had something to do and would go back in a few days.
Peng Yuanzheng lay in the small hotel for two hours, and it was not until late afternoon that he left the small hotel, slowly walked a few miles along the road, found a phone booth and dialed the phone number left by Feng Qianru.
"Hey, hello."
Feng Qianru's elegant and tactful voice came from the telephone receiver.
Peng Yuanzheng was silent for a few seconds, and then smiled lightly, "Senior Sister Feng, I'm Peng Yuanzheng. βqοΌοΌοΌ