No matter what Lao Dao and Liao Haode said, Ye Dongping would not accept the money in this bag.
Although Ye Dongping is poor, he will never joke about his son's future. If Ye Tianzhen is labeled as spreading feudal superstition, it will be a stain that will never be washed away in his life.
"You are really stubborn..."
The old Taoist glanced at Ye Dongping, who had no money, and said: "Let's do this, Xiao Liao, you can treat this money as a donation to my Taoist temple. I will take it, old Taoist. Do you have any objections?"
According to the rules of the martial arts world, you will definitely need to pay for providing feng shui services to people, and the price will vary depending on the difficulty of the task.
You must know that doing their job is going against the will of heaven, and you may suffer the consequences of the backlash of the vitality of heaven and earth at any time. If you don't have money, no one will do this business for a long time. Of course, those nonsense charlatans are not among them.
When the old Taoist traveled around the world, the dignitaries came to him for fortune telling. Which one of them didn't get real money? In his eyes, the money in this schoolbag was nothing at all.
After hearing what the old Taoist said, Liao Haode quickly said: "Old immortal, you are Ye Tian's master, so of course it is appropriate. This is the best..."
Liao Haode didn't care who took the money. As long as the money was given out, his knot would be resolved. Otherwise, Liao Haode would probably not be able to live a smooth life for the rest of his life if he was in debt to such a child.
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"Old man, this..."
"What is this? I told you it was donated to my Taoist temple, and it's none of your business..."
Before Ye Dongping could stop him, he was stopped by the old Taoist. Thinking about it carefully, if the old Taoist took the money, it really didn't have anything to do with Ye Tian. After all, the country also allows private individuals to donate property to Taoist temples.
After the matter was resolved, Liao Haode was in a good mood. He glanced at his nephew beside him. After thinking for a moment, he looked at the old Taoist and said, "Old immortal, Liao has something else to trouble you with..."
"Since it's a troublesome matter, there's no need to talk about it..."
Before Liao Haode could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lao Tao. He had just taken someone else's bag of money, but he didn't give any face to him. In the eyes of outsiders, Lao Tao's temper was considered quite fucked up.
"Ahem...ahem, old god, please listen to what I have to say..." Liao Haode's face turned red from being blocked by the old man, but he had already spoken, so he still wanted to continue.
Li Shanyuan's eyes turned around Feng Kuang behind Liao Haode, and said angrily: "I'm old, I just want to live a peaceful life, and those messy things should not be blamed on me..."
"Old god, do you know everything?"
Liao Haode was shocked when he heard this. He originally thought that the old Taoist priest was just older and his real abilities might not be as good as Ye Tian. Who knew that others already knew his intentions before he said anything.
"If you have anything to do, go to him. It's time for me to enjoy my life..." The old man waved his hand irresponsibly and pushed the matter onto Ye Tian.
In fact, Li Shanyuan didn't see what Liao Haode was begging him for, but looking at the smell of mulberry on the nose of the boy behind him, it must be some dirty business to make money, so he didn't want to get involved.
"Haha, it's the same with Little Yezi..."
After hearing what the old man said, Liao Haode smiled and continued: "My nephew wants to open an antique shop and collect some antique cultural relics, but he doesn't understand this at all. When you, old god, are free, just give him more eyes.
Already..."
Liao Haode had seen Lao Dao's collections, and all of them were exquisite. He must have a lot of experience in calligraphy and painting cultural relics, so he came up with the idea of letting Lao Dao help.
In addition, the two masters and disciples, Lao Dao and Ye Tian, were both extraordinary people in Liao Haode's heart. Through the bond of the antique shop, he could maintain contact with them, which was one of Liao Haode's main purposes.
"Hey, Mr. Liao, Ye Tian...Ye Tian is still a primary school student. This is inappropriate..."
Ye Dongping became anxious when he heard this. These days, self-employment is mostly done by those who are reform-through-labor prisoners or idlers. Not to mention that Ye Tian is still young, even if he grows up, Ye Dongping will never let his son do this.
"Haha, Mr. Ye, I'm not asking Ye Tian to go to work. I'm just letting the old god and Ye Tian take a look at any items that Feng Kuang is unsure about. It won't delay his studies..."
Liao Haode smiled like an old fox. He had identified the two masters and apprentices and tried every possible means to establish a relationship with them.
When he heard his own affairs being discussed, even though Feng Kuang was much calmer than ordinary young people, he couldn't hold back anymore and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, then...how much money will be invested in the store?"
Liao Haode thought for a while and said: "Let's do this. I will give you 30,000 yuan in the initial stage and decide later depending on the development. However, you only have 30% of the shares in this store, and the remaining 30% of the shares are
What belongs to me, as for the remaining 40%, it belongs to Ye Tian and the old immortal. After I collect the things in the future, I have to show them to them first..."
Liao Haode is a very visionary businessman. He entered the mainland from Hong Kong this time. From the construction of Shenzhen, Liao Haode can see that in the next ten years, the mainland will usher in rapid development.
As the saying goes, antiques in prosperous times are worth gold in troubled times. Liao Haode believes that when people solve the problem of food and clothing, their vision and interests will change. The antique business may not make money now, but in a few years, it will definitely make him a lot of money.
Overflowing.
"Hey, where is this going?"
After hearing Liao Haode's words, Ye Dongping could no longer think of refuting. He finally saw that this fake American old man was sure that his son would not let him go. If he was willing, he could probably recognize his godson on the spot.
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"Hey, uncle, don't worry, I will take care of the store..."
Compared with Ye Dongping's helplessness, Feng Kuang was full of joy. He had already calculated in his mind that 30% of thirty thousand yuan would be a full nine thousand yuan. If he could earn more
, isn’t it a household worth ten thousand yuan?
Although Feng Kuang grew up in the countryside and is not very old or highly educated, his vision and mind are definitely much higher than those of many city people.
Feng Kuang understood that he knew nothing about antiques and would definitely need to rely on Ye Tian's master and apprentice for many things in the future, so he did not feel jealous of the father, son, master and apprentice because of the other 40% of the shares.
"Xiao Liaozi, you can open an antique shop, but if I find out that you sold national treasures abroad, be careful about your ancestral graves..." The old man who had been drinking wine in silence suddenly said something
Come.
"Old god, how can I do that? I, Liao Haode, am not the kind of person who sells ancestral heritage..."
After hearing what the old Taoist said, Liao Haode was startled and hurriedly patted his chest. In fact, he had some such thoughts in his heart, but when the old Taoist said this, he immediately put an end to the idea.
