Lu Ming

Chapter 9 Rich

The scene is so hot, Cao Chuan is now like Li Douzhan, his eyes are fixed on the surnamed Ma.

Mr. Ma smiled and shook his head: "Two hundred and fifty is unlucky, 240 million, shopkeeper Hu please."

The old man stood up slowly, his old eyes nostalgic for a long time on the pair of blood-red imprinted stones, then he turned and walked towards the door, halfway through, he turned around and said, "Little Li, if there is anything wrong, I just The price tag is still valid.”

Li Douzhan ran over to open the door for the old man, and said good things in his mouth: "No one in the industry knows the strength of the shopkeeper Hu, don't worry, if the business doesn't go through, Xiao Li will definitely come to you."

Mr. Ma in the chair sneered at Lao Hu's back, took out the phone and called out: "Well, it's me, how much cash is in the store now? Well, you hear it clearly, take out all the cash, and bring someone with you. Go to Xiaoru's place, there is also cash there, get it and come find me on Qingchun Road."

When Cao Chuan heard this, his adrenaline surged. He always felt that he would die if he didn't do anything. He looked around, and quickly poured a glass of water and put it in front of President Ma.

Mr. Ma ignored the glass of water at all, and dialed the phone again: "Well, it's me, baby, I have business today, you take out 60 cash from the safe, and when Manager Zhao comes to get it, you can just give it to him, um Well, don't make trouble, hurry up and prepare the money, if you don't come back tonight, I will live with you."

While talking, Li Douzhan also came back, and Mr. Ma raised the phone in his hand: "The money will arrive in half an hour, Xiao Li, you are an insider, you know the rules, since I have cash here, then after the transaction, we will pay two Qing, out of this door, I don't admit that there is such a thing today."

Li Douzhan smiled all over his face: "Mr. Ma, may I not be clear about the rules, but if Xiao Li still wants to eat this bowl of rice, you must have clear soup and water conservancy here, so don't worry about it."

Mr. Ma nodded, and his eyes turned to the two parties on the table. His eyes were softer for a moment. He stretched out his fingers and slowly stroked the stone, muttering something in his mouth.

The three of them just sat in the room like this, none of them dared to take their eyes off the two stones. It took about four or ten minutes before Mr. Ma's phone rang, and after a while, someone knocked on the door.

Li Douzhan got up and went to open the door, but was pulled by President Ma: "Manager Zhao, you should be familiar with it, see clearly before opening the door."

Li Douzhan nodded, looked through the cat's eyes, opened the door, and two people came in, a middle-aged man at the head, followed by a sturdy guy, each carrying a suitcase.

The middle-aged man came in and nodded with Li Douzhan, then went straight to Mr. Ma's side, and whispered a few words into Mr. Ma's ear.

After listening to Mr. Ma, he waved his hand: "Give the box to Xiao Li, and give him both."

The middle-aged man put the two boxes at Li Douzhan's feet without saying a word. Li Douzhan glanced at Cao Chuan and went to the side to open the boxes. The two brothers had a tacit understanding. Stare at the stones on the table.

The two boxes were full of cash, and the stacks were bundled up. The middle-aged man watched Li Douzhan open the boxes and added, "Ten thousand in a stack."

Li Douzhan nodded, first randomly took out a few from the banknote stack to see if it was true or not, and then directly counted the stack of money, quite in the style of the Golden Triangle, and all of them were done in a few minutes.

After closing the box, Li Douzhan handed the wooden box to Mr. Ma. Mr. Ma laughed and put the two imprinted stones into the box, and walked away surrounded by his younger brother.

The sun shines in from the window, and the room is quiet. There are 240 and five stacks of banknotes stacked squarely above the table. Two people lie on the table, watching like this. No one speaks until one of them's stomach groans. Before I knew it, it was already noon.

Li Douzhan got up and patted his stomach: "Brother Daoteng has been playing antiques for so many years. In the past, it was purely a ticket game. Today is a serious transaction. Let's go foraging first and have some wine to celebrate."

Cao Chuan started counting the money without saying a word, counted out 24 stacks and threw them directly to Li Douzhan, and then started packing the rest.

Holding a pile of banknotes, Li Douzhan became inexplicably worried again: "If this pair of materials is a transfer, if I make a formal transfer agreement, it is not impossible to get 300 million just now. Is there any problem with you? If not, I will This commission is given to you, and you take it to pay the bill."

Cao Chuan said as he loaded up the money: "It's the best today. I can't tell where I came from. It doesn't matter if I have less money. The important thing is to hide. Do you understand? In my opinion, this horse will definitely not advertise his receiving channels everywhere, this is what he needs."

Li Douzhan nodded: "Since you said that, I understand, our brothers have made a fortune, what do we do next?"

"After you pack up, go to the shipment, and get rid of all the junk in the house. I'll wait for you to leave before going out. I'll rent a house first, and meet at night. It's a good start today.

When Li Douzhan heard that he had a full set, his small eyes suddenly lit up: "Then the red tripod?"

"You have the final say, drink Martell first, then Martell."

Li Douzhan was instantly refreshed, and while cleaning up, he praised Mr. Cao for his leadership qualities, his virtue and wealth, and the red rabbit among the people.
Cao Chuan put all the money in the box, and then helped Li Douzhan carry all the junk onto the electric three-wheeler, watched him go away, returned to the room, stretched out his hand, and put the two boxes of money into the ring.

Maybe it's because he has been stimulated too much in the past two days. Although he is actually a millionaire, why can't he get excited?It's funny to think about.

After returning to the back room to pack up his belongings, put them all into the ring, go out first to fill his stomach, and then go into a real estate agency.

After entering, I said that I want to rent a house. The conditions are that I need to have a full set of furniture and network cables. It is best to be near here.

The younger sister of the intermediary quickly took out a few houses, and Cao Chuan was too lazy to look at the houses. After a few glances at the information, he felt that this set in Cuiyuan Community was quite pleasing to the eye. When he saw that the monthly rent was [-], it was the first time in his life that he was filled with local tyrants. The head said that it’s not too expensive, and the house doesn’t need to be seen, just sign the contract.

The intermediary sister decided that this product was a nouveau riche, so she hurriedly prepared the contract, signed it twice, and got the key.

I went to the new house to take a look. It was very good. It was not far from Li Douzhan. The Cuiyuan community was also very quiet. The house was on the third floor, with four bedrooms and one living room.

Cao Chuan threw down his bag and went to the opposite supermarket, bought all the bedding and toiletry bits and pieces, went back to the house and sat down for a while, got up and went out to take a taxi, and asked the driver to go straight to the nearest grain and oil wholesale market.

The wholesale market is on the outskirts of the city. After entering, he saw the target of his trip, salt, before he walked through a few stalls.

Bags of salt were piled up there, and there were various open samples at the entrance of the stall. Cao Chuan looked at them one by one, and finally grabbed a handful and spread out his hand to the proprietress who came to greet him.

(End of this chapter)