Five boats, front and back, lined up in a long line, sailed on the canal. The sound of the squeaky squeak and the sound of the water on both sides of the boat constitute a gentle and beautiful folk music.

The boat swayed lightly, gradually hearing the sound of the oar, the blue waves like a big soft satin, rippling and stretching, the sound of the water in the bow of the boat, and the intermittent sound of the swayer in the stern, it seemed strangely comfortable.

Liu Yong was reluctant to enter the cabin, and sat alone on the front side. From time to time, I stood in the bow of the boat, looking at the two shores and looking into the distance.

It is encountering the low tide of the Huangpu River, with a smooth wind and water, more than 200 miles of waterway, and the boat will dock at the pier for a day and a night.

At this time, someone came to ask: Hey, boatman, is there any silk on the ship? No matter how many, we want it.

Liu Yong said: There is no here, I want to inquire, tomorrow morning I will go to the 'Xing Zhengmao Silk Bank Shanghai Branch' to inquire."

So, Liu Yong called Wang Baohe, arranged dinner, bought some braised vegetables for the boatmen, and hurried to the residence of the 'Xing Zhengmao Silk Store Shanghai Branch'.

At the residence, Ah Rong was finishing his meal.

Ah Rong saw Liu Yong's arrival in the dust, and hurriedly put down his chopsticks and greeted him with a smile.

Ah Rong smiled and said: "Boss, you are finally here, and I am so anxious that I will die." In the past few days, many banks have basically no spot, and the price is two, two, three.

Liu Yong said with a smile: Then hurry up, call a truck or rickshaw, pull the goods to the warehouse first, and see what will happen tomorrow.

On the wharf, Liu Yong and Ah Rong were directing the handling, and soon, all the goods were finished.

Liu Yong left one boat, and the other four were paid, and the reward was returned, so that they could go back first.

One night, Liu Yong basically didn't close his eyes, he was thinking about how to list tomorrow.

Ah Rong saw Liu Yong's thoughts, and went up and said: "Owner, according to people's opinions, tomorrow's listing can be hung up to two, two, five."

Liu Yong said with a smile: I'm also thinking about this problem, but whether it's too high, not to mention, our line is different from other lines, most of the other banks are acquired, and we produce and sell ourselves, which is one less intermediate link than others, so the profits are also higher than others, but good opportunities must be seized.

The next morning, before the door opened, it was already crowded. There are those with yellow hair and blue eyes, and some with briefcases, all of whom are inquiring about the price of spring silk in the album.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the door of the 'Xing Zhengmao Silk Store Shanghai Branch' opened, and a small blackboard was hung in front of the door, which read: Jili Spring Silk, spot price, every two, two, two, three, five.

Wow, all of a sudden, people started talking.

Some said: The price has increased again.

Some said: Fortunately, it only rose by half a cent, and if you wait a day or two, the cost of the boat will be higher.

As soon as the door opened, a number of merchants rushed in.

In one hour, 200 bags of spring silk were sold out. The busy scene slowly quieted down.

Liu Yong always had a smile on his face, he knew that he couldn't even calculate what he earned this time.

While cleaning the 'battlefield', he found a briefcase on the counter, opened it and frightened him, inside was a large stack of silver tickets. He thought that the owner must be anxious when he found out.

He remembered that it was a tall foreigner who was carrying this briefcase just now, and there was a Chinese translator next to him, Liu Yong had chatted with him a few words, and knew where they lived, so he immediately went out and called a rickshaw to chase after him.

In a certain restaurant, the French businessman Serov was so anxious that he said to the comprador in half-baked Chinese: This is over, it is over. Where did my briefcase go?

The comprador said: When I went out, I saw that you kept carrying it, why didn't it have it?

Serov said: I know I know, I took it when I went out, I don't know if I forgot it on the rickshaw or forgot it in the silk line?

The comprador said: That's troublesome, if you forget it on the rickshaw, where can you find this rickshaw in such a big Shanghai? Even if you find a rickshaw, is it recognized? If it was forgotten in the silk line, who took so many people just now, who knows, how to find it?

Serov broke out in a cold sweat, and the man collapsed on the couch. Say to yourself: It's over, it's over. All my possessions are in it, and all my possessions are in it. What to do, what to do, my God.

Just when they were anxious, there was a knock on the door.

The comprador went and opened the door. saw Liu Yong coming in with a briefcase.

As soon as Liu Yong entered the door, he said: Excuse me, is this bag yours?

Serov began to startle, and then, jumping up, said: Ah! My God, it's finally back, it's finally back.

Liu Yong smiled and said to Serov: It's yours, then you can see if there is anything missing.

Serov took the bag from Liu Yong's hand, opened it, doubled it, and said with a smile: Nothing is missing. So, he took out a silver ticket to Liu Yong to express his gratitude.

Liu Yong shook his hand and signaled not to.

Serov mistakenly thought that Liu Yong was too little, and pulled out another one for Liu Yong.

Liu Yong smiled and said: If I wanted your silver ticket, then I wouldn't have sent it to you just now. Wouldn't it be better to swallow it all?

Serov didn't fully understand Liu Yong's words and looked at the comprador.

The comprador interpreter told him: Mr. Liu's meaning, if he wants your thanks, then he didn't send the bag just now, meaning that he doesn't want you to thank you.

Serov smiled and said: Oh, I see.

Liu Yong smiled and said: This is your thing, and it should be returned to you. We Chinese have always believed that other people's things are always people's and cannot be appropriated at will. This is the character of our entire nation.

Serov gave a thumbs up and said: Chi

ese g

eat。

Liu Yong also said: We are all in business, and businessmen should emphasize trustworthiness and righteousness as profit. We are in the silk business, measuring cloth and people.

The comprador translated this to the foreigner, who extended a thumbs up to Liu Yong.

Serov said: "I still have many friends who are in the silk business, and I will ask them to only do business with Mr. Liu in the future."

Liu Yong smiled and said: Thank you, thank you.

The comprador said: Mr. Liu is of noble character and respectable. My name is Tang Yanghe, my ancestral home is Anhui, and I also have many friends, so I can introduce them to Mr. Liu in the future.

Liu Yong once again expressed his gratitude.

Serov also said: I have a Chinese friend, his name is Qiu Xiancha, and he is also from you, I don't know if Mr. Liu knows him?

When it came to Qiu Xiancha, Liu Yong said with a smile: The world is so small, Qiu Xiancha is my little brother, and we grew up together.

Serov smiled and said, "Oh, that's it." Qiu Xiancha is in France, and we often drink coffee together. When you go back, I will say hello to him, I miss him very much. Oh, thanks to my briefcase, today I have another friend, Mr. Liu.

Liu Yong said goodbye to Serov and Tang Yanghe. They sent Liu Yong downstairs and all the way to the gate.