big antique dealer

Chapter 216
Zhou Shui said: "Mr. Feng, I would like to inquire with you about... that person, and his situation. If it is convenient for you..."

Mr. Feng interrupted Zhou Shui: "It's inconvenient. You don't need to ask. Wait, understand? If you should know, you will know, and someone will tell you. If you shouldn't know, even if I tell you, there will be no accidents. Something happened, and it’s not allowed again.”

Elder Zhou glanced at his son and shook his head slightly.

Mr. Feng stood up and said, "Let's go. I'm a slow-witted person, I can answer every question and answer, and I have to prevent you from telling me what to say. More energy. Hehe, let's go. I have to take me back. There is no car here."

Strictly smiled: "I have to send you even if I have a car. I have saved my life, so why not send you? It's not bad."

Elder Zhou led the crowd to send it out.I didn't say anything, but I was extra polite in etiquette, bowed at an angle of more than 75 degrees.Waiting on Mr. Feng got into the car.This time, Mr. Feng did not sit in the co-pilot seat, but took the initiative to take the back seat.As soon as I sat down firmly, I said: "The front is more dizzy. It's better to sit on the back."

After sitting for a while, Mr. Feng said again: "My ex-predecessor is called Mr. Cheng. He taught a private school and taught sixteen students. He raised a donkey. He has good feet and has traveled all over Taiyuan. Lane. The old man returned to life at the age of 86 and was rewarded for his merits, and the donkey was transferred to a human fetus."

Zhou Shui accompanied.Sit in the passenger seat.

When the car started, Mr. Feng talked more.Just like a child, riding in a car is a little extra excitement.He Zhou Shui said again: "Why don't you say anything? I put you off, are you unhappy?"

Zhou Shui smiled: "Mr. Feng, I want to make friends with you, the kind of friends who forget the year. It can't be done, the status is different. You are a god, I am a mortal. You are an official, and I am a citizen. This difference is separated by mountains and seas. "

Zhou Shui turned his head when he said this.A tendon in the neck was tense, and the back of the neck became triangular.Mr. Feng smiled and pouted: "People say that Wei Yan has a traitor, and his head was chopped off. Injustice case. In fact, what is a traitor. It is not a bone, but a life. If life is reversed, it will be the one who chopped off his head." Illness. You have a tendon. Didn't your dad tell you?"

Zhou Shui has only heard of anti-bone, not anti-muscle.There is no such thing as physiognomy.Zhou Shui was also compared with Wei Yan, which surprised Zhou Shui.Yan Jing was also shocked: "Mr. Feng, tell me, what is anti-muscle? People with this tendon have a short lifespan?"

Mr. Feng chuckled: "Where are you thinking? It has nothing to do with life expectancy. Look at the neck of an ox, the one that rides the yoke has big tendons. Anyone with tendons has the nature of a cow. When the tendons in the neck are stretched, they walk all the way to the dark. A lifetime of toil."

He also said: "He is pulling the cart in front, and there are people in the back. No matter who it is, anyone can ride and hitchhike. But he just pulls the cart and doesn't look back."

Yan Jing and Zhou Shui looked at each other.Mr. Feng was right, and Zhou Shui also felt it.

Yan Jing asked again: "Tell me, is this a good thing or a bad thing."

Mr. Feng seems to be talking to himself: "I can't see clearly. It is supposed to be a good thing. The Buddha also pulls the cart, pulls the sentient beings - don't we all sit steadily? But the old man is not confused, who is pulling, and where is pulling, He is bright."

What Mr. Feng said pointed out that for a week, the water also pulled the cart, but he did it in a daze.

Zhou Shui sighed lightly, and said: "It's because of my personality, there's no way. Let's take the young man in the small teahouse as an example. How can Shaohua pass away from now on, can it not be moving? The younger generation wanted to ask you a long time ago, Mr. Feng, He must die?"

Mr. Feng was still smiling at first, but now his smile faded, and he also sighed: "I don't know whether he deserves to die or not. I only know that he's at the end of his life. Damn it, I can't escape even if I want to."

At this time, I asked rigorously: "It's a pity for a young man in his 20s. Mr. Feng, why can't you help him?"

Mr. Feng looked at the rigor, and then at Zhou Shui: "Life, why are you happy? Death, why are you afraid? You still don't understand? This life and death are impermanent. Life may not be better than death, and death may not be worse than life. What is a wise man? You can let go of life and death, just take a nap. When you open your eyes tomorrow, it will be another round of good sun."

It was already noon when we arrived at Mr. Feng's house.Mr. Feng invited Zhou Shui and Yan Jing to sit at home for a while.Zhou Shui also had this kind of thought—this Mr. Feng has a real heart.Zhou Shui talked sweetly, if he wanted to find out the news about his grandfather, given enough time, Zhou Shui was sure.Zhou Shui responded, and Mr. Feng seemed helpless.Mr. Feng also just said a few polite words, who knows, this week the water is going smoothly.However, thanks to Zhou Shui, otherwise, Mr. Feng would be embarrassed after a while.

The courtyard door was ajar.Mr. Feng was stunned for a moment, and quickly stepped into the yard.First, I saw Miss Zhou.Miss Zhou is making tea for several people.Mr. Feng was a little surprised, obviously not expecting it.He asked: "Xiao Zhou, when did you come, and who are these?"

Seeing that Mr. Feng came back, Ms. Zhou let out a sigh of relief: "It's been a while. You didn't bring your mobile phone. I was anxious to wait, so I opened the door with the key you gave me. These few..."

Miss Zhou was going to make an introduction, and the middle-aged man introduced herself first: "My surname is Tang, just call me Boss Tang. These three people are my subordinates. Are you Mr. Feng?"

Mr. Feng nodded.

Boss Tang carelessly pointed at Mr. Feng: "You are not a real person. You are pure and gentle, but you have a dark heart. Tell me, what should we do about this?"

Zhou Shui was taken aback, listening to Boss Tang's tone, did he have a problem with Mr. Feng?Zhou Shui looked at Boss Tang, who was in his fifties, with a square face and a cropped head.Wear casual attire from international brands.The clothes are pretty good, Zhou Shui knows this brand, it's called Hermes.However, this outfit did not match the image of Boss Tang very much.How should I put it, if Boss Tang wears a white blouse of woven silk, paired with black trousers, and a leather belt tied around the waist.By the way, with a box cannon on the slung, this is suitable.

Mr. Feng didn't seem to get used to Boss Tang's style either.He frowned and asked, "Excuse me, I don't seem to have dealt with you before?"

Boss Tang laughed, "You don't. But Miss Zhou does." Boss Tang pouted on the stone table, "Do you know this?"

Zhou Shui looked over.There is a piece of jade on the table.It is a jade bottle, seven or eight inches high, with fine workmanship on it.Because of the long distance, I can't see clearly what is the detailed work.

At this time, Miss Zhou was about to speak, but just as she opened her mouth, Boss Tang glared at her, and then choked her back.Boss Tang said again: "Little girl, you have nothing to do here. Don't think that you sold me the things, I won't look for you, I have to find him." Boss Tang pointed at Mr. Feng: "Look at it. No? This kind of little... that old white-faced man is not a good person, and he used a fucking little girl as a weapon."

Mr. Feng had obviously never seen such a scene before, and his face was flushed.Boss Tang said again: "The little girl is also covering for you. I have already inquired, the things belong to you, and she is just helping you to sell them..."

Mr. Feng interrupted Boss Tang: "This Mr. Tang, you have been talking for a long time, but I still don't understand."

Boss Tang put on a posture and smiled.According to Zhou Shui's analysis, Boss Tang wanted to convey such a message—I have seen all kinds of scenes.Clean you up, I'll hold it in my hands.So I'm in no rush.I am free and satisfied, this matter is over, otherwise we will be wasted.Zhou Shui could tell that this person was an old hooligan.

Mr. Feng is obviously a scholar who meets a soldier.Seeing that Mr. Feng was in a hurry, Zhou Shui couldn't keep up with the conversation, so he took a step forward and said to Boss Tang: "Boss Tang, what is going on here, and how do you want to solve it? You have to explain it? You cloudy mountain mist He talked about this big thing, which made me, a bystander, anxious."

Boss Tang glanced at Zhou Shui: "Who are you, what's the matter with you here? I want to see the excitement, fuck, I'm quite curious."

Miss Zhou didn't say anything just now, she was holding back.At this time, he rushed to say: "Three years ago, I sold Boss Tang's jade vase. I don't know who he asked to appraise it. He said it was a fake. No, I'm clamoring to return it. I've been making trouble in my shop all morning. I can't even promise to return the goods, I have to see Mr. Feng."

Now Zhou Shui understands.Zhou Shui went to pick up the jade bottle and looked at it.This jade bottle is not a fake, it is a genuine product, and it is the genuine product of "Dakaimen".Qianlong's work, things in the palace.

Zhou Shui ignored Boss Tang and asked Ms. Zhou, "How much was the deal at that time?"

"30."

Zhou Shui snickered, and said to himself: Today's market price, this jade bottle is worth 60 yuan.I saved it for three years, and today I remembered to return it.Damn, this idiot.Zhou Shui sat down opposite Boss Tang, and said with a slight smile, "It seems that you, Boss Tang, are a local tyrant. I've seen those who return the goods, but I've never seen you so rude. Tell me, what do you want?"

Boss Tang blinked his eyes, he didn't understand what Zhou Shui said.The main reason is that I didn't understand whether the word "local tyrant" is commendatory or derogatory.The reason why I still think about it is because I plan to take this opportunity to turn my face if it is derogatory.

Boss Tang thought for a while, but still couldn't figure it out.Just say: "It's easy, return the product."

Zhou Shui glanced at Mr. Feng.Mr. Feng understood it now, and said loudly: "Being a human being should pay attention to credibility. You are the one who buys it, and you are the one who refunds it. I don't care about shame, and I don't care about public morality. I don't know why..."

Zhou Shui almost smiled wryly, and said to himself: "Tell him this, will he understand? Play the piano to the cow."

Boss Tang slapped the table and stood up: "Don't tell me the truth. Those who return the goods don't respect their reputation, so you will tell me when you sell fake products?"

Mr. Feng still wanted to talk, but Zhou Shui tugged at him and whispered in his ear, "Give it back to him. We still make money."

Mr. Feng glanced at Zhou Shui, showing helplessness on his face, and also whispered: "If I can get the money back, I still need to be hypocritical with him? Don't I have no money?"

Zhou Shui was a little surprised: "Where's the money? We just did a one million business, did you buy the goods?"

Mr. Feng shook his head: "I didn't buy the goods, but I still have the money, but this winter... the gap is not small. Besides, I have to keep a business book, right?"

Zhou Shui understood, smiled, and whispered, "Then look at mine."

Zhou Shui turned his head and said to Boss Tang, "Return the goods? All right..."

Boss Tang rolled his eyes at Zhou Shui: "Who are you? Is there anything wrong with you here? Let me remind you, don't wade into this muddy water, if you look back, you won't have time to regret it."

Zhou Shui laughed loudly: "Don't you just return the product? You can just get the money."

Boss Tang still rolled his eyes, and stretched out his hand towards Zhou Shui: "Oh, it seems that you are still a righteous man. Damn, there are fewer righteous men than eunuchs these days. It seems that this righteous man wants to stand out? Ha, that's okay, let's do it You. Take the money."

Zhou Shui: "30, is it punch card or cash?"

Boss Tang laughed, laughing unscrupulously: "Are you okay, kid? 30, three years, useless? Is it you who are short-hearted, or am I short-hearted?"

Now Zhou Shui understands that Boss Tang is not returning the goods, but blackmailing him.Zhou Shui remained calm, and deliberately said: "Do you have to calculate the interest? That's fine, just assume that you have deposited for three years, and we will calculate it at six percent..."

Boss Tang slapped the table with a slap, and said loudly, "Don't play dumb with me. Where did you come from? Get the hell out of here, don't mess with me, I'll beat the fuck up with you."

Zhou Shui was still not in a hurry: "Boss Tang, I think you are so old, why are you living like a dog, and you can't even speak a word? Fuck, then what do you think? Listen! your."

Hearing what Zhou Shui said, Boss Tang was stunned for a moment. He took a step back, looked at Zhou Shui again, and said in a deep voice, "Brother, it's quite rude. Okay, I like this temper, so let's take care of it." Forget it." Boss Tang turned his head: "Monkey, do the math with him, do the math carefully, don't say we blackmail people."

This monkey was standing right behind Boss Tang, a young man in his twenties.With a monkey-cheeked face, he said, "The interest can't be calculated in this way, it has to be compared horizontally. For example, in Yingze Street, the house price was 30 three years ago, but today it has risen to 120, a fourfold increase." .This bottle has a capital of [-], three, four, and twelve, which is exactly [-] million. Brother, brother, is this account okay?"

(End of this chapter)