People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

When He Daqing heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

how.

He always threatens labor and capital by remarrying Cai Quanwu.

Are labor and capital intimidated?

Of course, there is no need to compete with this little girl Xu Huizhen.

Fudge hard and it's over.

He Daqing said sincerely, "As for?"

"Huizhen, let me tell you, you really think too much."

"I'm innocent with Xueru."

"Okay, believe it or not."

"Wait for me at home tomorrow."

Xu Hui let out a sigh.

Bad old man's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

Anyone who loves to believe it can believe it, but she is determined not to believe it.

Anyway, she has been fooled by this surname He many times.

She said, "OK, let's talk about it tomorrow night."

Seeing that He Daqing hired someone to move all the boxes of liquor to the donkey cart, Xu Huizhen rode his bicycle back.

He Daqing walked around Dashilan Hutong twice.

Make sure no one follows.

Then, I went to sing Peking Opera with Chen Xueru.

No way, a good partner is hard to find.

You have to practice your voice regularly.

A pass busy.

It wasn't until 11:30 in the evening that He Daqing returned to the courtyard without haste.

He hummed a ditty, which was pleasant.

It's not bad to be able to mix like this these days.

The 60s are not ordinary.

It is the dragon that has to coil up, and the tiger is lying down.

There is nothing wrong with being low-key.

It also meets He Daqing's requirements for himself.

It must be at the end of the 70s and the beginning of the 80s that he could show his talents and flex his muscles.

At that time, he must be the richest man.

Well now.

Forget it.

Maintaining the status quo is fine.

When I got home, I only rested for a while, and it was already midnight.

He Daqing routinely draws prizes.

The system prompts, "Drip! Congratulations to the host for winning the lottery! You have won [-] bottles of soda!"

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for winning the lottery! You have won 1 watermelons!"

When He Daqing heard this, his face burst into laughter.

Now that it's summer, it's hot.

You can't go wrong with these two to cool off.

Anyway, in his system space, there is an area where things can be frozen.

Just in time to arrange for soda or something.

Take out a bottle of iced one at any time, hey, that's cool and heart-warming.

Not to mention how exciting it is.

As for the watermelon, it will be soaked in well water at that time.

If you can't finish eating, you can also get money from the Pigeon Market.

Another income.

Look at this little day.

God really treats me well!

Chapter 629 A Big Business Worth 1.6 Million!

The next day.

In the rolling mill, He Daqing received a call.

Then, he couldn't sit still.

Because Uncle Su Meng told him that there was a copybook written by Emperor Song Huizong of the Song Dynasty, and it is now for sale at Liulichang.

However, the seller's asking price is too high.

So everyone is on the sidelines.

Immediately afterwards, the second call came in,

It turned out that it was Yan Xiecheng's father, Yan Bugui, who called from the public phone.

These days, although there are few public phones, they do exist.

In the drama "Little Women Under Zhengyangmen", at the beginning, Xu Huizhen used a public phone

Yan Bugui said the same thing.

He Daqing was a little puzzled.

Shouldn't this Yan Laoxi be in the children's school?

It's working time now.

After asking, I found out that Yan Bugui is taking a rest today.

He Daqing pondered for a while.

Decided not to miss this opportunity.

He found a pair of sunglasses and put them on, then went to Liulichang.

When we got there, we saw the two of them.

Uncle Su Meng is not very familiar with Yan Bugui, but he values ​​this business very much.

If He Daqing can successfully win this copybook.

There is also a benefit fee for him to tip the news.

He Daqing gave Uncle Su Meng a cigarette and asked, "What's going on now?"

Uncle Su Meng replied, "Good guy! The price is 8000 yuan!"

"It shocked everyone."

"I've never seen such a lion open its mouth."

"Otherwise, someone would have taken down "[-]" long ago."

"Several bigwigs in the circle have seen it."

"It is undoubtedly authentic."

He Daqing hummed.

8000 yuan.

It does sound scary.

Especially the current 60s.

Ordinary people don't even dare to think about this number.

Not to mention spending so much money to buy such a calligraphy and painting.

It can't be eaten, and it can't be used. Hang it on the wall and admire it. It's not very hungry.

He Daqing said, "Don't worry, I'll take a look."

Yan Bugui was next to him, completely unable to intervene.

Of course, he was not stupid, he knew that if He Daqing bought this painting and he was in a good mood, he would definitely benefit from it.

Yan Bugui thought he understood what He Daqing was like.

As for his son Yan Jiecheng...

Uh, that was too loud.

Made it known to the whole factory.

Let Yan Laoxi lose face.

I can't handle so many messes.

Simply ignore it.

Love someone.

Seeing it, He Daqing squeezed into the crowd.

He looked up and saw an acquaintance.

In addition to the seller, Zhang Luo was also helped with this matter by Zhao Dongbao, whom he had known in Pigeon City and known as an old buddy from Rongbaozhai.

Zhao Dongbao was also very excited at this time.

Got a big deal.

Maybe, with this, he will become famous, and his reputation will become more and more famous in the circle.

Zhao Dongbao and the seller were sitting in the small teahouse next to the state-owned cultural relics store.

There was a circle of people sitting next to it, all of whom came here for the name, and rushed to the copybook.

He Daqing strode in and greeted, "Old Zhao, what's the matter, don't you know me?"

Zhao Dongbao asked suspiciously, "Hey, who are you?"

"It looks very familiar, and the voice is also very familiar."

"Excuse me, take off your sunglasses."

let me see.

He Daqing took off his sunglasses, and the other party immediately laughed.

Zhao Dongbao said, "It turned out to be this master! It's done!"

"This painting has an owner!"

The collectors present did not know He Daqing.

I don't even know what the origin of He Daqing is.

It's just that this person's attire is a government official.

Can't help but be in awe.

He Daqing put on the sunglasses again, and said, "Old Zhao, where is the copybook, take it out and let me see it