Spring returns to the earth, and everything revives, creating a vibrant scene.
Zhang Hao couldn't care less about enjoying this last spring.
With Zhou Jianneng's help, he worked around for more than a week and finally got the 1.2 billion loan, now holding 3 billion in cash flow.
Everything is ready now, just waiting for the shelter to be built.
Next, Zhang Hao did not sit idle, but took advantage of the fact that he still had some free time to start "cleaning up" his villa.
On the one hand, it is to make room for Zhou Hengming;
On the other hand, it is also preparing for the next move.
First of all, there were various furniture, kitchen utensils, home appliances and other items. Based on the principle of economy, he made a special call to Zhou Hengming. Unfortunately, the other party said that he wanted to renovate and did not want anything.
In the end we had to deal with it at a low price.
Secondly, there were personal items. Zhang Hao found it troublesome, so he directly found a housekeeping company to pack clothes, shoes, jewelry, etc. into categories.
It also includes a large collection of toys for my sons.
Finally, there is Zhang Chongxin’s collection.
Even though Dad Zhang is not very well-educated, he is not immune to vulgarity. He usually likes to be arty, and he is especially keen on collecting.
After decades of accumulation, whether it is antique calligraphy and painting, jade, gold, or modern handicrafts, as long as he likes them, he will deal with them.
Finally, I collected a room full of collections.
Zhang Hao knew nothing about the antique market. He was too lazy to waste time and energy looking for an auction company. Instead, he directly called Zhou Jianneng.
This is done to keep it confidential.
"Uncle Zhou, it's me."
"So it's you, Xiaohao. Has the loan been approved?" Zhou Jianneng is in a good mood recently.
"I just came down this morning. Speaking of which, I would like to thank Uncle Zhou for your help."
"You're welcome. This is the condition we agreed upon at the beginning, but Uncle Zhou would like to remind you that no matter what business you do, you must be down-to-earth and don't aim too high."
The reason why Zhou Jianneng persuaded me kindly was because he was thinking about himself. After all, he guaranteed the 1.2 billion yuan.
He is now afraid that young people do not know the importance of the business and blindly start a business. In the end, everything is in vain. In the end, if the loan fails, it will still be blamed on him.
"Uncle Zhou, don't worry, I know what's going on."
Zhang Hao quickly comforted him.
Zhou Jianneng smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You will be annoyed if you talk too much."
"How could it be?"
"Don't forget, Uncle Zhou was born at your age and won't chat with you anymore. Tell me, what do you want from me?"
In three months, Xinyu Electric will be launched on the market, and now is the busiest time.
Zhang Hao got straight to the point and said: "Uncle Zhou, the thing is like this, my dad has a room of antique calligraphy and paintings here. I wonder if you are interested?"
"Holy shit, are you serious?"
Zhou Jianneng was immediately stunned.
Lao Zhang usually doesn't smoke or play cards. He has only had this hobby his whole life. Xiao Hao, a prodigal, actually doesn't even let this go.
This is simply too unfilial.
If Hengming dared to do this, he would rather donate all his property than leave it to the other party.
"Uncle Zhou, your time is precious, why would I joke with you?"
"No, does your dad know about this?"
"Uh...Uncle Zhou, you better leave it alone. My father will leave these things to me in the end, but it's just a matter of time. I have the final right to dispose of them."
"Your dad still..."
What Zhou Jianneng wanted to say was, "Your father is not dead yet," but he held back his words. After all, without this prodigal son, he would not have been able to acquire Xinfeng Group.
Speaking of which, he is also a beneficiary.
Zhang Hao didn't want to argue with the other party, so he simply said: "Uncle Zhou, if you are not interested, then I will find someone else and won't disturb your work."
"Wait a minute."
Zhou Jianneng quickly stopped the other party.
As the saying goes, the good news should not flow to outsiders, but Lao Zhang still has a lot of good things on his hands.
Zhang Hao smiled happily: "Uncle Zhou, so you are interested?"
"Silly boy, I'm thinking about you too. If you regret it one day, you can still buy it back from me." Zhou Jianneng immediately made an excuse.
"Thank you then, Uncle Zhou."
Zhang Hao followed up with a polite sentence.
Regret?
That's impossible.
Once a disaster strikes, these antiques will depreciate the fastest. If you sell them for 100 yuan now, you will be able to make up for them by spending 1 yuan later.
And they are all rare and exquisite treasures.
"Cough..." Zhou Jianneng pretended to cough, and then said impatiently, "Xiaohao, are you at home now? If you are at home, I will come over right away."
"At home, I'll order takeout later, and my uncle and nephew will have a drink at noon."
"Okay, I'll be there in half an hour."
……
As soon as Zhou Jianneng arrived at his old friend's house, he immediately got into the collection room and moved a large wooden box from the architrave shelf with ease.
"Uncle Zhou, you are quite familiar with this place!"
"Hey, to be honest with you, your dad can't do as good as me in business, and he always wants to overpower me in collecting. Every time he receives a good thing, he will be the first to call me over to appreciate it. Do you think I can do it?
Are you familiar?"
Zhou Jianneng opened the wooden box as he spoke.
There is a wonderful treasure inside that he has always longed for.
Zhang Hao came over and took a look. It turned out that the boxes contained ancient coins, including copper coins, gold and silver coins, and various commemorative coins. There were various types.
Without any hesitation, Zhou Jianneng quickly picked out a coin book from the wooden box.
"Uncle Zhou, what is this?"
Zhang Hao asked curiously.
"Hehe, this is a set of currency called Liuquan Shibu. It was minted by Emperor Wang Mang more than 2,000 years ago. It is very rare. Your dad was also lucky and managed to get a set together."
"Really? This money looks pretty nice."
Zhang Hao couldn't help but take a second look.
"Of course, the money is beautiful. Secondly, the key is that it is extremely rare in existence. As we all know, Wang Mang's first reform failed. This set of currency was abolished before it was issued. There are currently less than a hundred sets in existence." "No wonder, this set of coins is very valuable?"
Zhang Hao's eyes suddenly lit up.
Zhou Jianneng nodded: "That's for sure. I remember there was an auction last year, and a set of six springs and ten cloths was sold. The final transaction price seemed to be more than 80 million."
"So many?"
"Otherwise, what do you think? This set of coins can be called the pinnacle of monetary history. Look at the font on it. Isn't it very charming? It's called hanging needle font, and it's so hard to put it down."
Zhang Hao looked at the coins one by one, and then asked curiously: "Uncle Zhou, which one of this set of coins is the most valuable?"
"What do you think?"
"Is it this one?"
Zhang Hao pointed to the largest coin.
"I knew you would make the wrong choice. This 'Big Yellow Thousand' coin is indeed the most valuable. One coin can be exchanged for a thousand small copper coins.
But in terms of rarity, it is far less than this strong piece of cloth. Its price is dozens of times that of the big piece of cloth. Good quality can be sold for thirty to forty million."