There were still people coming and going in the trading company, and many employees were busy with the things at hand. At first, Ye Dongping breathed a sigh of relief. With such a big company still there, people can't run away, right?
"Mr. Bao, don't we have such a person here? Sir, are you making a mistake?"
However, when Ye Dongping asked the front desk where their manager Bao was, the pretty girl at the front desk suddenly widened her eyes and told Ye Dongping responsibly that their company did not have a general manager or vice president named Bao!
"Impossible, his name is Bao Fengling, and he is your boss!"
Ye Dongping immediately said it was impossible. He had followed Mr. Bao to this company before and chatted with Bao Fengling for a long time in the company's reception room. At that time, the secretary poured him water and kept shouting:
Mr. Bao’s title.
"By the way, it's her. She was the one who poured me water that day!"
While Ye Dongping was talking, he suddenly saw a slender woman walking by and quickly grabbed her, shocking the woman.
"Are you Mr. Ye?" Although it has been a year, this woman remembers surnames very well and recognized Ye Dongping at a glance.
"Yes, yes, is Mr. Bao here? I came here to find him." Ye Dongping calmed down a little at this time, as he was not afraid that he would run away if he found someone.
"Our Mr. Bao?" The woman looked at Ye Dongping strangely and asked, "You are talking about Mr. Bao Fengling, right?"
Ye Dongping said anxiously: "Yes, that's him. I came with him last time, have you forgotten?"
The look on the woman's face became even weirder, and she said: "I remember, but Mr. Ye, Mr. Bao is not one of our staff, he is just my client."
"What? He...he is just your customer?"
Ye Dongping felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was a little dumbfounded. There were too many scams and deceptions in the antique shop. At this moment, how could he not understand?
However, Ye Dongping still took the secretary out to find a place to sit for a while. Fortunately, the secretary knew the matter very well and finally figured out the whole story.
It turned out that Bao Fengling initialed an import and export agreement with this trading company in the name of a Hong Kong company last year.
Not long after the agreement was signed, Bao Fengling suddenly called and said that there were still some specific details that needed to be discussed with their boss. Unfortunately, their boss happened to be away from the company, so Bao Fengling asked to go to their company and wait.
Ye Dongping experienced what happened next. After arriving at the company, Bao Fengling muttered with the secretary for a while in the name of arranging business, and then took him to the conference room and chatted for more than an hour.
I was busy at work and occupied myself.
By this time, Ye Dongping was sure that he had been deceived, but he was still imagining that the dragon head was authentic and would return home immediately.
After a day-long appraisal yesterday, Ye Dongping finally understood that what he spent 30 million yuan to buy was a modern handicraft that could be faked and authentic!
As for the antique dealer and Bao Fengling, they were in the same group. From the beginning to the end, it was just those two people singing a double act!
But Ye Dongping couldn't figure it out. Bao Fengling and he had known each other for three or four years, and they had already started making plans on the day they met him. How could people's hearts be so evil?
When he said this, Ye Dongping paused and sighed. It hurt his body to be defrauded of his money, but his heart was deceived. The feeling of heartache made him really sad.
After listening to Ye Dongping's story, Ye Tian curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "Dad, what's so rare about this? Let me ask you, if you engage in a profession, you can earn three to four thousand in three or four years.
Wan, are you willing to do it?"
"Nonsense, of course I am willing. I have worked hard in the antique business for more than ten years and only earned more than ten million. I can earn thirty or forty million in three or four years. Who wouldn't dare?"
Ye Dongping was furious at this moment, but then he reacted, "Ye Tian, you...are you saying that they are professional liars who specialize in deceiving people for a living?"
"Hey, how fresh is it?" Ye Tian laughed when he heard this and said, "I'm not a professional liar, how can I steal so much money from your veteran hands?"
Ye Dongping let out a long sigh and said: "This...it's all my fault for being too greedy. If I didn't want pie in the sky, I wouldn't...have been defrauded of so much money."
"Dad, desire is the original sin of the human body. The reason why those scammers can succeed so often is because they take advantage of people's weakness..."
Ye Tian paused for a moment, suddenly looked at his father strangely, and asked: "By the way, Dad, you are always very cautious when buying and selling antiques. Why did you decide so much in just three days?"
A big deal?"
Ever since Ye Tian went to college and Ye Dongping lost money in business, he had been very cautious about his dealings. Usually they were not very sure or very large transactions, and Ye Dongping rarely got involved.
But this time, his father's behavior made Ye Tian very strange. After getting along with his father for more than 20 years, this was the first time he discovered that his father could be so greedy?
Looking at his son's questioning eyes, Ye Dongping said calmly: "I...I'm not here for you...your mother, can you...be decent?"
Ye Dongping knew about Song Weilan's net worth, and although the two had a happy conversation after their last meeting, Ye Dongping had something wrong with his own psychology.
At that time, Ye Dongping was handsome, a top student at Huaqing Garden, and could write some love poems. Among the thousands of educated youths who went to the countryside, he was the kind of person who stood out from the crowd.
And Song Weilan didn't show any outstanding business talent at that time. After all, facing the yellow land every day, she couldn't display her talent. At that time, in the eyes of others, the two of them were a good-looking couple, a very good match.
Even after they got married, Ye Dongping was in charge of the outside and Song Weilan was in charge of the house. Even the dirty and heavy work like digging a reservoir was done by Ye Dongping alone. He could be said to be the backbone of the family.
But time passed by more than 20 years ago, and faced with a wife who was now a world-class rich man, and Song Weilan took good care of herself and looked like a person in her thirties, this also made the already somewhat old Ye
Dongping felt a sense of shame in his heart.
Of course, Ye Dongping still behaved very freely in front of Song Weilan, but when he returned home, he was wondering if he should make more money to avoid being looked down upon by his wife in the future?
As the saying goes, the IQ of men and women in love will drop a lot. Although Ye Dongping is already in his forties or fifties, he is not much better than those young guys, and his IQ is even a few points lower.
Before he could wake up from the excitement of meeting Song Weilan, Ye Dongping was approached about the leading business deal. Wasn't this just the right time to give him a pillow while he was dozing off...
So Ye Dongping, who had lost the ability to accurately judge business and was eager to do something to prove himself, fell headlong into this big network that had been laid around him for three or four years!
In fact, Ye Dongping doesn't necessarily want to prove himself by how much money he makes. He just wants to prove that he is very successful and good in this industry, just like Song Weilan's status on Wall Street.
However, after all, Ye Dongping came to Beijing not long ago, and although his business was going smoothly, he was still far behind the top antique dealers in the country, so he won the complete set of Bao Fengling!
"Dad, you... you actually have this intention?" After hearing his father's explanation, Ye Tian simply couldn't laugh or cry.
My cheap mother has a net worth of tens of billions of dollars. Even if my father has been an antique dealer for a hundred years, he may not be able to make that much money? He actually wants to show his ability by making money?
"I...don't I want to be looked down upon by your mother?" Ye Dongping has always been very strong in front of his son, but at this moment he lowered his head, like a child who has done something wrong.
Seeing his father in such a state, Ye Tian, who was originally smiling, suddenly felt panicked. It seemed as if a pair of big hands had grabbed his heart and was tearing it apart desperately, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Is this still my dad? Is this still the dad who chased me around the yard with a broom when I was a child? Is this still the dad who made a mistake and went to school to bang the table with the teacher?
Once upon a time, my father was getting old slowly. The pressure of life caused my father's hair to grow faintly on his temples, and his back when he was standing seemed not as straight as before.
Looking at his father who looked hesitant, and thinking about his father's back when he sent him to the train, Ye Tian's eyes suddenly turned red.
Over the years, he has only cared about living freely, but his communication with his father has become less and less, and his heart...has become further and further away.
"Dad, no, no one will look down on you!"
Ye Tian put his right hand on his father's shoulder. When his father raised his head, Ye Tian looked into his father's eyes and said word by word: "No one will be able to afford you now and in the future."
.Because you are my Ye Tian’s father! Even Song Weilan doesn’t dare to look down on you!”
Thirty years ago, the father respected the son; thirty years later, the son respected the father!
From the vulnerability shown by Ye Dongping just now, Ye Tiancai understood the pressure that his father, as a man, was under.
At the same time, Ye Tian also secretly made up his mind that he would not let anyone hurt his father, who had been dependent on him for twenty years!
"But...Ye Tian, I...I paid all your money this time!" Ye Dongping said a little embarrassed. The money was originally intended to be reserved for Ye Tian's wedding.
Ye Tian sneered and said: "Dad, when you buy antiques, you are actually gambling. Betting is not about losing. You don't know who will win and who will lose?"
