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Han Chunming didn't take it seriously at all. Even when faced with Cheng Jianjun's repeated questioning, he explained in detail the process of collecting antiques over the years, including the things Cheng Jianjun repeatedly asked about Wang Yan, and he decrypted them all. .

It's not that he doesn't know that Cheng Jianjun has objections to him. Before, he couldn't even figure out why Cheng Jianjun was always against him. Later, as time went by, he also understood that Cheng Jianjun was simply petty, competitive and temperamental, and it was hard for him, the person he had grown up with, to be successful.

But now, everyone is forty-six and will be fifty in a few years. At this age, he has already achieved very high achievements, and considering his own kindness, he doesn't want to get into trouble with people like Cheng Jianjun who can't talk to him outside. They all grew up together in the same courtyard, and it is best to start well and end well.

So he gave Cheng Jianjun a lot of tolerance. That's why he thought of giving Cheng Jianjun some money to spend in prison before, but now he has the patience to tell him the messy things in the past.

In this way, the two of them sat under the dim street lights in front of their home and talked for an hour. Han Chunming looked at the time again: "It's already past nine o'clock, so I won't talk anymore. We'll talk when we have time. I have to get back quickly."

"Okay, you go back first. I drank a lot tonight, so I'll go back slowly."

Han Chunming patted Cheng Jianjun on the shoulder, turned around and entered the courtyard.

Seeing Han Chunming disappear, Cheng Jianjun's smiling face disappeared instantly and turned gloomy. He took out a pack of Huazi from his pocket, took one out and lit it, then sat there and started smoking. He didn't smoke before, but after living in prison for so long, he learned how to smoke.

He just stayed there and smoked two cigarettes before entering the hospital. When I got home, my parents had already gone to bed. He didn't wash up, but after drinking some water, he lay on the bed with a sigh, feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling, and stared at the ceiling.

He hated this feeling, because it was this feeling that reminded him even more of the achievements of Wang Yan and Han Chunming. One of them lived in a big house at the root of the imperial city, and the other still lived in a courtyard, but also in the suburbs. The eldest son's place was prepared for retirement, and he, a man of the same age who grew up together, served in prison for thirteen years, went through a lot of hardships, and returned to the small room in this shabby courtyard, sleeping as soon as he turned over. A creaky old bed.

This made him hate Wang Yan and Han Chunming even more, especially Wang Yan, the culprit who caused him to be here. It seemed that from beginning to end, he was the one who was secretly trying to make things difficult for Wang Yan, but Wang Yan never took him seriously.

But it was precisely this, that damn Wang Yan, that didn't take him seriously that made it even more difficult for him. He must make Wang Yan look good. He cheered himself up again, imagining all kinds of ways to trick Wang Yan and get revenge. Sleepiness came over him, and he fell asleep with the pleasure of fantasy.

The next day, he came back from buying breakfast outside, ate and drank, and after washing up, he took a taxi and left. He went around to Wang Yan's "Molou" to take a look and sighed with emotion about his new way of spending money. Last night, he heard from Han Chunming that the building was nine stories high and five meters high. The eighth floor below was basically all calligraphy and painting, with only a small amount of other porcelain and jades. Wang Yan stayed on the ninth floor to live by himself. of. At that time, he thought of the Nine-Five Supreme, which means supreme and noble. Wang Yan was so good at showing off.

So the boss, a boss of a state-owned enterprise, has worked for so many years without being transferred, and can build a building in such a good location, so arrogant that no one has arrested him? Thinking about it made him sad, because compared to what Wang Yan had done, what he had done was nowhere near as good as what he had done. Thinking of Wang Yan still being cool, he felt a little desperate. Such a person should be shot.

This was of course his one-sided wishful thinking. Not to mention Wang Yan's great contribution, the business he partnered with was also quite large. Although it was not his name, the dividends belonged to him. In addition, Su Meng had already quit her job to start a business, and now the largest shopping mall chain in the country is owned by Liu Jinyou, which is also a lot of money. Longteng Group still owns 70% of his shares. Although it never pays dividends and only pays himself a salary of more than one million yuan a year, he will have no problem using Longteng to build such a building.

In fact, this building was not even owned by Wang Yan, but by the fat man Li Dahai. The procedures are all in compliance with the regulations, and they even open the museum several times a year just to make sense.

Although Cheng Jianjun didn't know the inside story, and although he thought Wang Yan should be shot, he wisely did not make any real-name reports. At the entrance of the Mo Building, he looked inside for a while. Although the walls were all glass and he couldn't see anything, he could still feel the many priceless paintings inside. This was also what Han Chunming told him.

He walked around the building, estimated the area, spat hard, lit a cigarette and walked to the roadside. He waved his hand to hail a taxi and headed towards Mentougou in the west of the capital. He wanted to go Check out Han Chunming’s museum.

When he arrived at the museum, he looked at various Ming and Qing furniture, various porcelain, jades, calligraphy and paintings, etc., and asked people about the value of these things. He even went to visit Han Chunming's residence. This was agreed yesterday. He shamelessly wanted to visit. Of course, Han Chunming couldn't refuse, so he had already told the people here.

Cheng Jianjun once again saw a new way of spending money. The large courtyard here was very elegant and even more elegant. If I had to describe it, it would be that a house like this was a hundred years ago, when the Qing Dynasty was about to collapse. Under the instigation of some extremely conservative ministers, the execution of the Nine Tribes might have caused some trouble in international public opinion, but the execution of the Three Tribes There is no problem with the clan.

He wandered here for most of the day, and then returned to the city in a taxi that had been waiting outside for a whole day. He thought about going to see his son, but in the end he didn't make the trip. His son is already twenty-two years old. His studies are pretty good and he was admitted to Capital Normal University. Of course, his local household registration in the capital plays a part. Now I just graduated and found a high school to teach.

When he went, he was asking for trouble. This unfilial son would not recognize him... So he planned to wait a little longer, and when he made some more money, he would use the money to keep his own son sober. Who is the father?

After he packed some meals from the restaurant and went home, when he just arrived at the door, there was a sound of an engine, and a small broken Suzuki drove over from the corner, and then with a sudden brake, the car's tires rubbed against the ground, It made two beeps to stop the car and turn off the engine.

Meng Xiaoxing got out of the car, opened the trunk, held a box, closed the trunk, and turned to walk to the door when she saw Cheng Jianjun standing there looking at her. She was stunned for a moment and said: " Hey, isn’t this Boss Cheng? Where has he made his fortune these years?”

"I have been living abroad for several years, but I haven't done anything well. It's you, Meng Xiaoxing, who really impresses me. Did you buy this car yourself?"

"Second-hand cars have been driven for several years." Meng Xiaoxing said with a look of disdain, "I was looking at a BMW recently. I'll pick one up in two days."

"Hey, Meng Xiaoxing, where can you make a fortune?"

"How can I get rich? I just opened a restaurant with my partner. The money to buy the car was given by the demolition a few years ago. Isn't this a good business? Are you thinking of changing a car?" Meng Xiaoxing looked at the surprised Cheng Jianjun, hehe. He smiled and said nothing more: "Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I have something to do with my Fifth Brother."

Without Cheng Jianjun standing in the way, Meng Xiaoxing found a man from the capital city to get married. They were introduced to each other through a blind date. Naturally, they became registered residents in the capital city and gave birth to a son. Everyone was satisfied and their lives were going smoothly. not bad.

Watching Meng Xiaoxing enter the courtyard in a hurry, Cheng Jianjun smiled bitterly and shook his head. This wild girl has become a mature woman. He took a long breath, calmed down, and entered the hospital...

"Hey, by the way, Your Majesty, that guy Cheng Jianjun is out."

On the top floor of the Mo Building, after talking about the serious matter of the joint venture, Han Chunming stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the scenery of Shichahai in the distance. He looked back at the newly acquired picture scroll not far away on the boss's desk. Wang Yan.

"Really?" As he spoke, Wang Yan raised his head and said, "I remember he was sentenced to nine and a half years, right? Is this because he showed good intentions and got a reduced sentence?"

"After half a year's work, I stayed in the south for another two months before coming back. Last month I met him in the courtyard when I returned home. We sat by the wall and chatted for more than an hour. Maybe his parents told him, Knowing that we have opened a museum, ask me about antiques. What is valuable, how to tell whether it is authentic or not, etc. Maybe I am trying to find something missing."

"It's been a month, what is he doing? Isn't he taking care of himself at home?"

"Does he have enough time to live?" Han Chunming shook his head and smiled: "He only stayed at home for a few days and then went south again. I think this kid must still have a short memory. I don't know what he is doing. . If he keeps doing this, he will have to go in again sooner or later."

Han Chunming didn't know what Cheng Jianjun was doing in the south, but Wang Yan knew it clearly.

Cheng Jianjun stayed in the capital for a week, visited Han Chunming's museum, and even went to the museum in Madu. After that, he went to Panjiayuan, Liulichang and other places where antiques were traded for a few days.

He doesn't understand antiques, but he understands people and is thoughtful enough. Therefore, he was keenly aware of some scammers who worked together to deceive people, and had a preliminary understanding of their routines. Of course, this belongs to the same profession as him and is relatively sensitive.

In addition to witnessing the scams in the antique business, he was also lucky enough to spend several hundred yuan on a porcelain bowl. It turned out to be genuine. He really missed it and made a small profit of tens of thousands of yuan. He also learned about the rules of the antique business, and also saw people's greed. If there is greed, there will be opportunities, and opportunities that belong to him. He feels that he has once again found an opportunity to make a fortune, and at the same time he can take revenge on Wang Yan and Wang Yan. Han Chunming. Of course, I just wanted to make them pierce their eyes. If everyone pretends to be an expert, they will make them pierce their eyes and pay for it. It must be very satisfying to use the money they lost to support his good life in the future.

This is the only way he can think of besides killing. After all, the hatred against Han Chunming is not fatal. Although the hatred towards Wang Yan is fatal, Wang Yan's status is too high, and there are even people in his family. The soldier was standing guard, but Wang Yan didn't take him seriously, so he couldn't get close to him. Even if he could get up close, with the skills of Wang Yan who was a gangster he knew, his old arms and legs would not be able to defeat him. He clearly remembered what it felt like to be such a big-mouthed person and to be so mean-spirited.

As for killing Su Meng, or even Wang Bin, he couldn't do it. Because Su Meng had bodyguards, and because Wang Bin also practiced martial arts since he was a child, he chased and beat several people by himself since he was a child. And he is younger, so he is no match.

But once he went to the extreme and failed, he had no doubt that Wang Yan would make his life worse than death. To be honest, he was really scared and didn't dare. First of all, if he doesn't have the courage to commit suicide, then he doesn't dare to choose to go to extremes.

So this was the last resort. It could cause some slight harm to Wang Yan and Han Chunming, and that was enough. Now that things have happened, his requirements are no longer high, and he must have clear ideas no matter what.

With this in mind, he unexpectedly came up with the idea of ​​forging antiques and went directly to Jingdezhen to study.

Although it only took Cheng Jianjun half a year to initially achieve the level of confusing the fake with the real, this is somewhat nonsense. Not talking about counterfeiting antiques, I just want to have certain skills to make porcelain like that. From raw materials to embryo making, to firing, and various patterns, these things cannot be mastered in half a year.

But the original play acted like that, and now Cheng Jianjun will definitely do it, so it can only be said that Cheng Jianjun has great talent in this way and is a capable person.

Wang Yan didn't intend to pay attention, he just watched to see how Cheng Jianjun could deceive him.

He smiled and said, "Then I'll lend you some good words."

Han Chunming shook his head and sighed: "Cheng Jianjun is the same. He always finds trouble for himself. Why is he so petty-minded? I haven't been so fond of him. After so many years and thirteen years in the bureau, this Can't get through it? You never know, when I saw him like that, I knew he still hated us brothers."

"I'm not even close to you. The first time he went in in 1983, that day when his mother asked me to show off, I knew this kid hated me."

"Forget it, let him go. I'll see when he gets involved again." Han Chunming waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty, we haven't had a drink together for half a year. When will we get together again? My master will be here this year. He's ninety and only thinks about the fun and excitement when he has nothing to do. Are you always pitying him?"

"Guan Ziqing and Guan Xiaoguan were very diligent in going there, trying their best to make the old man happy."

In fact, since Guan Ziqing returned to China to develop, he has been very attentive to Lao Guan. There are seven days a week, so I can go five days, and the remaining two days are to slow down the old juncture. However, Lao Guanjia has always been stubborn and doesn't want to see them at all. He is still holding his breath.

I left him alone for a long time, seeing that he is going to die when he is old, and I want to come back and be a filial son and grandson. Hey, if he doesn't die, he will live...

"It's not like you don't know, but you're still stubborn. You haven't calmed down in these years." Han Chunming waved his hands in a dumbfounded way. As half a son of Lao Guan, he felt fine. Guan Ziqing is like this now. As long as he can maintain it, he is still willing to give some money after Lao Guanjun's death. All Lao Guanjun's things are in his museum.

He continued to ask: "When will you have time? I'll make an appointment with Baoshahou and Xiaoma."

"Next Saturday."

"Okay, then you can enjoy it slowly. I'll leave first." Han Chunming clapped his hands and left simply.

Wang Yan ignored it and continued to look at the painting spread out on the table. It was a horse painted by Li Gonglin in the Northern Song Dynasty, which was newly found for him by his subordinates. After looking at it for a long time, he also started to draw a horse. Seeing that it was almost time, after cleaning up, he went out and went downstairs. Poussin, who had been driving for more than ten years and the steering wheel was patinated, returned to Beichizi Street. 's home.

We came back just in time for dinner.

Wearing a casual outfit, Su Meng is still radiant and charming even though she is forty-six years old because of proper maintenance. Seeing Wang Yan get out of the car and come back, she smiled and said, "I was just about to call you, but you came back."

"I just eat actively and never need to be greeted." Wang Yan smiled and went over to wash his hands. He called Su's father and mother Su's parents. The family sat in the dining room of the west wing and started eating.

"Dad, you always drink." Wang Bin diligently poured wine for his father and gently placed it in front of Wang Yan.

Although this kid worked hard in his studies later, his scores in the college entrance examination were actually average. It was Wang Yan, his biological father, who put in a little effort and sent him to the Philosophy Department of Beijing University. I have just graduated. I am not in a hurry to work. Instead, I am hanging out with a group of friends who also don’t need to be in a hurry to work, including the boy from Han Chunming’s family. Because of my father’s relationship, the relationship between these two boys is very good. good.

Wang Yan picked up the wine glass and took a sip. While picking up the food and drinking the wine, he looked at the kid with a smile: "What's the matter?"

"Looking at what you said, then if I have nothing to do, I can't respect you, old man?"

Shaking his head and smiling, Wang Yan ignored him and turned to look at Su Meng beside him: "Chunming came to see me today. He wants to jointly develop a piece of land in Yangcheng with Fatty. In addition, he also wants your mall to join in and promote it. what idea?"

The real estate industry in this era is crazy about raising debt. Anyway, as long as you get the land and build a business, you can make money. Especially after the complete housing reform, the real estate market is very hot. The clarion call has officially been sounded, and buildings are being built across the country. The same is true for Han Chunming. It was because of the rapid development that he was struggling, and there were some financial problems, so he came to Wang Yan for support. The main thing he came to talk about today was this.

Wang Yan has long since stopped caring about business matters, because the decision-maker is on the one hand, and on the other hand, the company has grown to a certain level and has a set of procedures for normal development. The decision-maker is not stupid and wants to go bankrupt. In fact, it is a very difficult thing. That's how Fatty's company is, it's already on the right track and there's no need to worry about it. In the final analysis, it is just a company used to make pocket money, so it does not require much effort.

Now Han Chunming came to him because he could make the decision directly, saving so much process and start cooperation directly, saving time and effort. Most people can't find Wang's head.

Su Meng has basically taken over Liu Jinyou's business and is doing very well. She immediately nodded and said, "This is a good thing. Although there is already a mall in Yangcheng, opening another one will not be saturated. I will ask someone to follow up later." They talk."

After chatting for a long time, Wang Bin saw that the meal was almost finished, and Wang Bin hurriedly approached his father in a cowardly manner: "Dad, do I need to discuss something with you?"

"Isn't it okay?"

Wang Bin didn't care about his father's narrow eyes and continued to smile mischievously: "That's it. My great-uncle wants to give me a sports car. My mother said it's too ostentatious and won't let me buy it. What do you always say? Can I drive it?"

Wang Bin's eyes were full of hope.

To say that this child has never been a prodigal, nor is he extravagant. Of course, the main reason is that he wants to have everything at home, he doesn’t have much money to spend, and he doesn’t have the problem of comparing himself to others.

But after all, we are still young people and have been bullies since childhood. It is normal to want to play something new.

"Your father and I have been driving Poussin for thirteen years, and you drive a sports car?" In the face of the little boy's disappointed eyes, Wang Yan slowly spoke and continued: "You are allowed to drive it for a month, as long as you enjoy it. Dare you drive it? If you hit the accelerator while racing in the city, your legs will be broken."

"...Thank you Dad, that's what I thought."

Although Wang Bin was a little reluctant, he still responded happily. Based on his experience of being Wang Yan's son for so many years, he had better keep smiling, otherwise his father would use the pretext of comparing martial arts with him, and then beat him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. And if his father's famous words warn him, he'd better do it, because his father always keeps his word and will really break his legs...

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