My Life Can Hang

Even in this day and age, it is rare.

Yongfu is located on the 12th floor of Jinbei Building of Jinjiang Hotel, which occupies a large area.

Similar to the state guesthouse in the capital, some areas are specially designed to receive foreign guests.

At the restaurant, Wei Ziliang led the way.

After walking a few steps, I saw a middle-aged man greet him with a smile: "Ziliang, it's been a long time since I came here."

"Haha, Uncle Weng, we're not here to cheer you on."

Wei Ziliang said a few words to the other party with a smile, and introduced Chen Dongcheng to the other party: "Chen Shao, this is the founder of Yongfu, the master of Ningbo cuisine."

"Don't dare, you can come just to give me face, and I will make your table myself."

Weng Yongjun smiled and shook hands with Chen Dongcheng.

His restaurant really started two years ago, and this restaurant still has shares in Wei Ziliang's father.

Weng Yongjun went to the back kitchen to prepare, and they didn't need to order this table.

Weng Yongjun will match in person, Chen Dongcheng and the others just need to wait with peace of mind.

Wei Ziliang motioned the waiter to take the original Latu brand he brought and pour it into the decanter. He looked at his watch and said, "That one should be there too."

As soon as the voice fell, footsteps came from outside.

The private room door was pushed open, and a fat man in a three-piece suit walked in. Of course, he was far worse than Fatty Xu.

"Brother Fu, it's rare for you to be on time!"

Wei Ziliang got up with a smile and took the fat man to his seat.

Fatty took a few glances, his eyes quickly locked on Chen Dongcheng, and he stretched out his hand with a smile: "Fu Songyang."

"Chen Dongcheng."

Fu Songyang responded to Wei Ziliang after he sat down: "It's not because I heard that Young Master Chen wants to buy a car, I came out ahead of time on purpose."

"They are all friends. Brother Fu, don't pay too much for Chen Shao."

When Wei Ziliang spoke, Fu Songyang must be given this face.

"This is for sure. If you are not in a hurry, I can help you to find a Koenigsegg manufacturer to order it. The price is much cheaper than buying it from other car owners."

Fu Songyang is already enough to save face. If Chen Dongcheng really orders it from the manufacturer, he will not make any money at all.

He just wanted to make Chen Dongcheng a friend.

"No, I prefer the Koenigsegg one1 series."

Chen Dongcheng smiled and thanked, but his attitude was firm.

Fu Songyang was a little surprised that Chen Dongcheng would choose so, but he didn't expect to be a good money owner.

Same model, same horsepower.

Just wait a little longer and save at least five million.

"I do know that there are two rich people who bought it and didn't intend to open it. It's just that Modu recently released a document. Did you pay attention?"

Fu Songyang took out his mobile phone and searched for an article to point to Wei Ziliang.

"According to the country's latest National V emission standards, this Koenigsegg is now unqualified and cannot be driven in the city of Modu."

"Damn it, buy it for shit."

Wei Ziliang shook his head: "If you don't mind Chen Shao, it won't be too late until Koenigsegg produces something that meets the standards."

"It's okay, I plan to stay in Pengcheng for this Koenigsegg."

Fu Songyang smiled and nodded: "That's no problem, it's just a pilot project in the capital and the capital, and it will take some time to implement it nationwide."

Wei Ziliang and the others were also greedy, but they didn't have enough pockets.

Three or four million supercars, I must buy it when I say it.

But those who started with [-] million really don't have that strength.

"The price of this Koenigsegg one1 abroad is 600 million US dollars. I would suggest that Chen Shao choose to hold it abroad, so as to avoid various taxes imposed in China."

Fu Songyang said with a wry smile: "Everyone knows that the domestic tax is huge, with a 25% tariff on imported cars, a 17% value-added tax, and a 4.0% consumption tax for over 40L.

If you add purchase tax, insurance, etc., you want to ship this Koenigsegg to the country and it will cost about [-] million. "

"Fuck, how much?"

Wei Ziliang was stunned.

A 4200 million Koenigsegg becomes 1.05 million after adding various taxes in the country. I ask you whether it is exciting to stab?

Hell, it's even more shocking than a house.

Fu Songyang took it for granted: "Those buyers simply didn't have the courage to ship their cars to China, and they all put them abroad."

Rich people are not bad for buying a house abroad.

For example, Fu Songyang has a garage in Germany, and he has a Koenigsegg One1 in Germany, and plans to drive it occasionally in the future.

Why do you have to spend the extra [-] million to drive the same car?

Fu Songyang estimates that Chen Dongcheng should be similar to himself, and he will also choose to trade abroad to avoid high domestic taxes.

"I rarely go abroad, so I have to trouble Brother Fu to help with various procedures."

Fu Songyang was in his early thirties, and Fu Songyang was both surprised and delighted by the cry of Brother Fu.

Surprisingly, Chen Dongcheng was so willing.

Spend [-] million in tax money to bring Koenigsegg to the country.

Fortunately, with this transaction, he and Chen Dongcheng may become good friends.

"Okay, just rely on Dongcheng's sentence, Brother Fu, don't worry, I will handle all the procedures for you. You just need to pay the money and wait for the bus to arrive."

Fu Songyang was happy in his heart, he was similar to Wei Ziliang.

They are all stingy, and they have come out with some money in recent years.

The general distributor of Koenigsegg in China, the status of this exclusive distributor is not so easy to get.

"Come on, let's have a toast, Mr. Chen, please do your best to buy a car, Brother Fu.

In the days to come, maybe a few of us can work together to do something. "

Wei Ziliang raised his glass and suggested that everyone pour Latour's red wine into their glasses.

The crisp sound of the collision of the goblet sounded, and there was a lot of chat and laughter in the private room.

Luo Yunqi hesitated, she also did not suggest Chen Dongcheng to bring Koenigsegg into China.

Chen Dongcheng noticed Luo Yunqi's expression and comforted softly: "This time, the money for buying a car is equivalent to a commercial bill. Someone owes me money, and I happened to pay for this car."

"That's it."

Luo Yunqi knows that many people who owe money will choose to pay with a house or a car, but he has never heard of a newly bought supercar.

Besides, how much money do you have to owe Chen Dongcheng for a supercar of [-] million yuan?

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and as Wei Ziliang invited in, the waiters began to serve dishes one after another.

The dress of the waitress is unique.

The hand-embroidered cheongsam, graceful and graceful, served the first wave of dishes in an orderly manner.

The first one is Ningbo Eighteen Cut, the aged flower carving and crab meat and crab paste are integrated into one, and the color is attractive.

Wei Ziliang introduced with a smile: "Chen Shao, this Ningbo Eighteen Cut is Uncle Weng's exclusive technique. The crab body has been cut for a total of eighteen times. I must order it every time I come to eat it."

Eighteen evenly sliced ​​drunk crabs are sprinkled with golden crab roe.

The ingredients are still very sufficient, one bite, and the entrance is sweet.

"tasty."

Chen Dongcheng commented that the Jiangsu and Zhejiang dishes were much more delicious than when he went to the capital to invest in Didi.

Fu Songyang has also been here twice, and he was a little puzzled when he took a closer look: "This time the standard is a bit high?"

"That's right, it's not Brother Fu and Shao Chen here, Uncle Weng deliberately did it himself."

Fu Songyang nodded: "No wonder, I said that this taste is much better than the two previous visits."

The waitress quickly brought in a plate of "icebergs" with lifelike crayfish trying to climb the iceberg.

But they were soon wiped out by Chen Dongcheng and the others, leaving only the shrimp shells of the crayfish.

Weng Yongjun did not add any condiments to the iced crayfish. At first, Chen Dongcheng thought it was just a good-looking appearance.

But as soon as the shrimp was eaten, the unique salty and umami taste of Ningbo instantly poured into the mouth, scouring Chen Dongcheng's taste buds over and over again.

Luo Yunqi has been helping Chen Dongcheng peel the shrimp, Yu Jiaci looked depressed at this treatment: "Let Uncle Weng have another one."

Wei Ziliang deliberately teased him: "Isn't the dog food full?"

"I have a good appetite today."

After eating in Yong Mansion, Chen Dongcheng and the others followed Fu Songyang to his company in Modu.

Hengrui trade, the main business is car sales, maintenance business.

Fu Songyang took out the treasured tea leaves and brewed a pot for Chen Dongcheng and the others.

"I contacted on the road just now, and there are two buyers who are willing to sell, and the price is high and low.

One of them is an acquaintance of mine. If you trust me, I will contact him immediately. "

"can."

"In terms of price, the other party must make some money. Considering the collection value of supercars, I don't think an increase of five million is too much."

After Fu Songyang finished speaking, he looked at Chen Dongcheng. If he settled abroad, the price would definitely not be excessive.

But Chen Dongcheng plans to settle down in China, and I don't know if he is willing to spend the extra five million.

"That is to say, the total price is 1.1 million?"