God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 9 Local Tyrant
Xu Jingxing's face was full of black lines. This old Yang said "something to do" and "do it" when others heard it, and thought they were planning to rob.

But when he looked at an old man who came in from the entrance, he also felt that this old man was different from ordinary old men. As for what was different, he couldn't tell. If he saw it normally, he might not notice it at all. It was only after Lao Yang reminded him that he was vaguely aware of this point.

Seeing the old man getting closer, Xu Jingxing took a deep breath, rubbed his blunt cheeks vigorously, squeezed out a smile that he thought was the most kind and kind, and greeted with a smile: "Master, come and see?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Lao Yang, who was drinking water next to him, burst out laughing, pounding the ground while laughing, "Hahahaha..."

The old man was startled when he heard Han Zhenyang's yelling, but the old man was nice, he didn't leave after laughing, instead he stopped and looked at Xu Jingxing and the carvings on his booth with a smile, "Young man, newcomer Bar?"

Xu Jingxing was so embarrassed, his face was swollen to the point of bleeding, he nodded embarrassingly, "How did you see that?"

"Haha, it's written on your face," the old man smiled heartily, squatted down and picked up a pen holder that fell off almond wood, looked at it, and asked casually, "Who carved it?"

Xu Jingxing quickly replied: "It's me, what do you think?"

"It's not bad, the craftsmanship is good," the old man boasted with a smile, "What's the price?"

"Uh, five hundred," Xu Jingxing stammered a bit excitedly, seeing that the old man frowned slightly and seemed to dislike the price, he hurriedly added: "It can be cheaper, four hundred, no, three hundred..."

His cramped appearance made Lao Yang shake his head.

Even the old man couldn't help laughing, "Young man, if you do this kind of business, you must die."

Xu Jingxing calmed down, and felt that his performance was a bit unbearable, not to mention comparing it with old fritters like Lao Yang, even ordinary people didn't sell things like this.After all, he was too concerned and anxious.

Haste makes waste, as Lao Yang said, doing business is similar to fishing. Not only must you have a good fishing rod and bait, but you must also have a good pond and fish nest. The most important thing is to know what you want to catch Fish, for different types of fish, there are differences in the choice of bait, fish nest and even fishing rod.

But he also knows that this kind of ability cannot be mastered in a short while, and must gradually accumulate experience through continuous practice, and what he can do now is to find out the tricks and get started early.

So facing the old man's ridicule, he relaxed instead, and said with a smile, "I'm new here, and if I lose a little money, I'll pay the tuition fee," and then said, "Why don't you seize this opportunity quickly? Such a good thing will be gone.”

"Hahaha, I'll take it if I drop another hundred," the old man laughed, but he was not relentless when he bargained for the price. If he dropped another hundred, it would be 200 yuan.

Although he can make money with 200 yuan, it is still far from his psychological price, so he shook his head decisively, "No, 200 yuan is too low, old man, you look like a person who knows how to make money, you should know how the workmanship of this pen holder is." , To be honest, do you think [-] yuan can buy such workmanship?"

"Then I don't care. Anyway, if you want three hundred, I'll turn around and leave." The old man seemed to be planning to make things difficult for Xu Jingxing, but he didn't back down at all.

Xu Jingxing was a little flustered, he was really afraid that the old man would turn around and leave, so he gritted his teeth and said like cutting flesh from his own body, "Then the price will be reduced by thirty, two hundred and seven."

"No, I can give you two hundred and five at most, no, two hundred and five doesn't sound good, I can give you two hundred and four at most."

"Old man, it's boring for you, you are fighting for the 50 yuan and ten yuan with me, a junior."

"I am willing," the old man suddenly smiled, "Young man, if you want to hang around here, you have to be thick-faced and ruthless, because most of the customers you face are also here all the year round, one or two ghosts and ghosts. Yes, if you're not ruthless, they can leave all the bones you eat," while teaching, took out 300 yuan and handed it to Xu Jingxing.

Xu Jingxing was taken aback: This old man is kind.

But in this way, he felt embarrassed instead, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your old advice." When packing, he stuffed a small bookmark carved from nanmu wood into the plastic bag. The small object is carved from flaky scraps Yes, but very delicate, as a gift to the old man, it can be considered as a thank you for his kindness of guidance.

The old man smiled and was not polite, "Work hard, 360 lines, and you will be the number one in every line of work. You have a bright future in this line of work."

Xu Jingxing nodded quickly, watched the old man leave far away, and then said with emotion: "There are still a lot of good people in this world."

"There are so many good people?" Lao Yang dismissed it, "You mean that old man just now? Do you know his identity? Telling him will scare you to death. This man is the king of aquatic products in our island city. He made his fortune at the age of over 50, and accumulated more than one billion net worth in just ten years, do you think he really earned his money through hard work? Tsk, there were many deaths when fighting for territory."

Seeing Xu Jingxing's dubious expression, Lao Yang snorted again, "Don't you believe it? There is no one on this antique street who doesn't know Zhou Zhenshan, the king of fish. A few strong men."

Xu Jingxing took a closer look, and sure enough, some people were very respectful to the old man, while the four or five strong men were hanging at a distance of three or four meters behind the old man, looking quite professional.

"Do ordinary rich people need to carry so many bodyguards with them? Although Zhou Zhenshan is considered a man in Daocheng, he is only worth a billion or so, but the number of bodyguards around him is more than that of the richest man in Daocheng. Do you think he is just To play prestige? Wrong, he is afraid of being retaliated by his enemies, hehe."

Xu Jingxing had also heard of Zhou Zhenshan's name before, but he didn't expect that there was such an inside story. Although he didn't know if it was true or not, what Lao Yang said "a person should not be judged by his appearance" really made sense. If Lao Yang didn't say it, he would be beaten to death Unexpectedly, this plainly dressed little old man turned out to be Zhou Zhenshan, the legendary fish king.

No wonder looking at the old man's temperament is a bit special.

A self-made grassroots billionaire must have qualities that ordinary people do not have, and it is normal to reflect that his temperament is special.

Thinking that I was haggling with a billionaire just now for tens of dollars, let alone the feeling in my heart, I was excited, apprehensive, and a little envious.In his opinion, this is the real rich man, rich but not arrogant, able to hold airs and put down his figure, he didn't dismiss him because he was a humble street vendor, but pointed him with a smile.

(End of this chapter)