There are many wealthy people in Hong Kong. For these people, as long as the goods are good, they are not afraid of high prices.
The transaction is mainly divided into two steps. The buyer leaves someone at the hotel to look after the goods. Sister Hong and I follow the buyer to get the money. After we receive the money, we will notify the boss, and the people at the hotel can take the goods away directly.
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Doing this can protect the interests of both parties, and at the same time prevent unlicensed parties from taking advantage of others, such as substituting contracts or exchanging goods.
The white-haired old man's surname is Li, I won't mention his specific name. They are a family-owned business, and their business involves real estate, tourism, catering, investment, etc., and they are ranked high among the local wealthy circles.
There is a villa on the hill to the north of Moro Street. Sister Hong and I followed him into the villa.
The living room of the villa is decorated in a low-key and luxurious manner. On the wall of the central hall is a picture of Xu Beihong's horse, and on the left and right are Huang Zhou's donkey and Qi Baishi's shrimp. What left a deep impression on me was a giant picture of the snow scene of Lishan Mountain by the Yuan Dynasty painter Huang Gongwang.
, more than 20 square feet. The reason why I have such a deep impression is because nine years later Huang Gongwang’s picture of the Fuchun Mountain Residence was merged into one and became a national treasure. To this day, I guess Huang Gongwang’s snow scene picture is still hidden in Hong Kong.
Li family.
After making tea and sitting down, the old man looked at me with a smile and said: "Don't worry, the finance department has gone to get the seal. Let's drink some tea first. Where is the ancestral home of this young man in the mainland?"
The fragrance of Longjing tea is overflowing, and after taking a sip, I put down the tea cup and said, "I come from Mohe in the northeast of my hometown."
The old man smiled and said: "As expected of a Northeasterner from Liaoning Province. He is so courageous at a young age. Maybe he will become famous in the future."
I said you're being polite, I'm just a pony boy running errands with my head back and forth.
After hearing this, he said that there is no need to belittle oneself, youth is capital.
Sister Hong and I chatted with the old man. Through contact, I found out that this man likes to collect cultural relics from some mysterious small countries in ancient times, such as Loulan Kingdom, Xixia, Yelang Kingdom, Ancient Yunnan and Ancient Shu, Xiangxiong Kingdom, and Guge Dynasty. Wait, this kind of collection habit of rich people is incomprehensible to ordinary people. The key is that the number of such things is very small, and most of them are orphans. In other words, this person usually deals with tomb robbers. What are we doing?
He knew it clearly.
He was interested in tomb robbing. From Luoyang shoveling to finding ancient tombs, he spoke clearly and logically. After he finished speaking, he asked me what I thought and whether I was right.
In fact, what he said is basically correct, but we insiders can tell that this person is more theoretical than practical. Although he has dealt with tomb robbers a lot, he probably has never fallen into the trap himself. For example, he said that Luoyang Shovel
When taking out soil, you should twist it three times to the left and two times to the right. This is wrong. The real thing should be two turns on the left and two on the right. This way, the soil layer brought out by the Luoyang shovel will be even and will not fall off.
"Sir, it's been stamped. Just fill in the numbers and sign." At this time, someone came in and presented a blank check.
The old man didn't hesitate. He put on his glasses and looked at it. After confirming that there was no problem, he directly filled in the amount. It was a transfer check.
He handed it to me and asked me to check it. I didn’t understand this thing and asked Sister Hong to confirm it.
He explained: "The check is valid for ten days. Remember to pick it up. Let the finance department help you get a check folder later. Be careful not to let the check get creased."
After careful inspection, Sister Hong stood up and stretched out her hand: "Excuse me, Mr. Li, we will have a pleasant cooperation."
"Happy cooperation," the old man smiled and shook hands with Sister Hong: "My friend said that the situation has been tense recently, so you should pay more attention. You can rest assured that my private collection will not be leaked."
Sister Hong called to inform us that the first payment had been received, and then we left the villa.
After running so far, I didn’t expect to die
The idea was made so quickly, and the boss's voice sounded very happy on the phone. He said that the opportunity was rare, so just ask Sister Hong to come back with the check. I can look around at will and buy things I like when I see them. It's a rare opportunity.
Just like that, Sister Hong took a taxi back to the hotel, and I thought I would just wander around Moro Street.
This street is narrow and crowded, but there are many good things. Official kilns from the third generation of the Qing Dynasty are displayed on the glass display cabinets of the shops facing the street. I asked the price with the mentality of being able to pick up leaks, but it turned out that the bosses are all monkeys.
It's so difficult for these people to pick up things right under their noses.
"Hello." .??.
While I was walking around, someone suddenly took a photo of me from behind.
I looked back and saw that the person calling me was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed square glasses.
"Get to know Wang Yuan." He smiled and extended his hand.
I don't know this guy at all and don't know what he wants to do.
Seeing me standing confused, he took back his hand and said with a smile: "Friend, have you sold all the goods?"
"What do you mean? I'm sorry I didn't understand. I have to leave first," I pretended to be calm and wanted to leave.
He still had a smile on his face and said, "Friend, there is no point in pretending to be confused because you understand."
The other party talked about this, it was obvious that the news had been leaked.
I said with a little anger in my voice: "Did those brokers tell you?"
"That's not true," the man with glasses denied: "For brokers at their level, credibility is the most important thing. Those people would sell their own mothers but would not sell their financial sponsors. If you want to ask me how I know, then just tell me
Let me come, I will take you to a place."
"You must be sick," I said with a smile, "You have been saying nothing for a long time and you asked me to go to a place with you. Why should I go with you?"
"Well, it's up to you whether you come or not." After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
I watched him walk for more than ten steps, when the man suddenly said a word without looking back.
"Researcher An asked me to invite you."
My heart was pounding and I couldn't keep calm anymore.
"Who is this person! How could he know about Researcher An! Impossible! Researcher An has been dead for a long time. I saw Researcher An come back to life with his head missing!"
Seeing this person walking further and further away, I gritted my teeth and followed him.
I am convinced that Researcher An is dead. I want to find out who this person is and what he does.
He got into a Passat and didn't leave after starting the car, making it clear that he was waiting for me.
Opening the car door and getting in the passenger seat, he looked at me and smiled and said, "That's right. I don't eat people, so what are you afraid of?"
After exiting Morrow Street and following Queen's Road, the car drove north, passing Binhe Road, Yaohua Street, and finally crossing Dickson Street. I saw a large neon sign in the distance.
"time Square."
This man actually drove me to Causeway Bay.
There are many shops and office buildings in Times Square. I got off the car and followed this person, and finally stopped at No. 85 in the northwest corner of the square.
There is a company name on the address plate No. 85 on the tile wall, "Tianlin Pharmaceutical Research Division."
I always feel that this place feels familiar, as if I have heard someone mention it before.
Suddenly, I was shocked and remembered.
At the foot of Moth Mountain, there was a man in a white coat named Li Zheng in Researcher An's team. This man said something to me.
"When you get out, you can find me at No. 85, Times Square, Causeway Bay."
