"Just fart." Jiang Hua scolded: "The foreign trade company has your shares, but you told me that you can't afford an all-terrain vehicle. We have been doing this business for more than a year, and although the money we make is not as good as
I, but the share is enough for you to buy more than ten cars like this."
Zhong Yuemin smiled mockingly, rubbed his hands and said: "There is no way, who told you to give the shares to Gao Yue instead of me. Now our family's money is in Gao Yue's hands. My pocket money is
There is no shortage, but it is impossible for me to buy a car with so much money at once."
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "Even if you talk to your Gao Yue, I don't believe Gao Yue will refuse."
"I always ask my wife for money, and when I ask for such a large amount, I can't ask for it." Zhong Yuemin said a little embarrassed, "For example, you haven't asked your sister-in-law for money."
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "And when you were embarrassed, you made Gao Yue so obsessed with me. It's not easy to get some money."
"Just tell me whether you want to give it or not." Zhong Yuemin said in a rogue manner: "Our family only has this little money. If you have more money, who will you give it to?"
"I will give it, but I will learn from Gao Yue your rogue words when the time comes."
The two people walked out of the department store and wandered along the street, crossing the streets and alleys. After walking for a long time, they didn't know where they ended up.
Zhong Yuemin's sharp eyes saw that something was not right on the other side, so he said: "There seems to be someone watching out front. Are they doing something illegal? Why don't we stay away to avoid being harmed by others? The roads are not peaceful these two days."
Before he finished speaking, someone rushed out from the side and asked in a lowered voice as soon as they met: "Are you here to buy goods or to sell goods?"
"Buying goods." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "We are empty-handed, so we don't look like those who came here to sell goods."
"That's not necessarily the case. You won't be able to bring in bulk goods." The person who asked the question said with a smile, "You can get in for twenty rubles."
Zhong Yueming took out the money from his body and handed it over. The guy took the money with a smile and drew a mark on the arms of Jiang Hua and Zhong Yueming with chalk.
"Go in, as long as there is this mark, no one will dare to trouble you."
Zhong Yuemin smiled and said: "It's a bit like our old pigeon market."
"There are underground markets everywhere." Jiang Hua nodded: "There will always be some shady transactions in this world."
Zhong Yuemin said enthusiastically: "Let's go in and have a look. How is it different from our previous pigeon market?"
The two of them put their hands in their pockets and walked into the market. It was a remote alley with many stalls on both sides selling a lot of things, including agricultural and sideline products, as well as some works of art.
Zhong Yuemin said without interest: "There are quite a lot of things, but this market is no different from our previous pigeon market."
Jiang Hua squatted down in front of a stall, picked up the things on the ground and looked through them. Zhong Yuemin glanced at them and asked: "When did you become interested in such things as medals? I remember you were not interested in antiques? This
Do toys have collectible value?"
Jiang Hua nodded: "Of course it has collection value. Look at this medal, a medal commemorating the victory in the Battle of Stalingrad. This is a witness to history."
"Yes, these are witnesses of history and are very valuable." The stall owner smiled flatteringly: "Sir, if you like it, give me two thousand rubles, and this medal will be yours."
Jiang Hua shook his head and said: "Although this medal is very commemorative, too many were issued that year, so it is not worth two thousand rubles."
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "This medal can't be yours, right? You don't look like you have participated in the Great Patriotic War at your age."
"It belongs to my father. He has passed away."
Jiang Hua picked up another medal and said with a smile: "This commemorative medal for the success of Figure 16 also belongs to your father?"
"Yes, he was one of the designers of the aircraft back then." The stall owner said proudly: "He worked in the Tupolev Design Bureau all his life. After World War II, he went to university and was assigned to
Design bureau work.”
"What about you? Where do you work?"
"I am also in the Tupolev Design Bureau." The stall owner said with a smile: "But I can't compare with my father. He is a designer, and I am just a file administrator."
"Your father is really a respectable elder." Jiang Hua said seriously: "How can you sell his honor as an old man?"
The stall owner shrugged his shoulders: "What can I do? The supplies on the market are so tight now. If I want to feed my family, I need more money. My file administrator's salary cannot support my family.
of."
"I'm sorry, I made a mistake." Jiang Hua said guiltily: "Honor cannot be compared with life. To express my apology, I want all the medals on your stand."
The stall owner asked excitedly: "Are you saying you want all these medals?"
Jiang Hua nodded: "You make a price, and as long as it's not excessive, I will never counter-offer."
The stall owner was going crazy with joy again. He had been setting up his stall there for a long time, and few people came. Even if they did, they would only buy a medal to play with, which cost a few hundred rubles a day.
He still had twenty or thirty medals on the stall. After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fifteen thousand rubles."
Jiang Hua nodded: "No problem, just find me a bag to put it in."
The stall owner was shocked. He said he wouldn't counter-offer, so he really didn't counter-offer. After a moment of excitement, he quickly took out a canvas bag from his pocket.
Then he put the medals on the stall into small velvet bags one by one, and finally stuffed them into a canvas bag and handed them to Jiang Hua.
Jiang Hua took out his wallet and took out fifteen thousand rubles, a total of fifteen thousand rubles. The stall owner took it and ordered it twice.
He smiled and said, "Sir, thank you so much. You are so kind."
"You're welcome." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "I like these things with historical value. To me, I have found a treasure, so you don't need to thank me too much."
"But I still want to thank you. With this money, our family can survive for a while longer." The stall owner almost burst into tears with gratitude: "If every customer is as generous as you, I won't have such a difficult life."
It’s day.”
"Good days will always come." Jiang Hua patted the stall owner on the shoulder and said, "If you have any good things in the future, you can come to me. I live in the presidential suite of the Metropolitan Hotel. You can ask at the front desk.
Is Mr. Jiang in the presidential suite here? Generally, I will come to the City of Thousand Summits twice a year, once in the spring and once in the winter. If you have anything of value, you can come to me."
