After arriving at the seafood hotel where the fourth child had booked a table, Zhuang Rui found that Fatty Ma had also come with him. He did know Song Jun, but the two obviously had no friendship. They stood there chatting for a few words and then sat down separately.
Song Jun is a typical official businessman. He probably earned his first pot of gold by reselling approval documents, and most of the business he does now is related to the government. Fatty Ma is a representative of the grassroots. From running errands to doing odd jobs, he has a net worth of hundreds of millions.
It goes without saying that there is bitterness in this, and I am afraid that both of them are looking down on each other in their hearts.
What surprised Zhuang Rui was that in addition to the girl named Yanzi, Fatty Ma also brought with him a skinny old man in his fifties or sixties. Fatty Ma showed great respect for the old man in his words. Zhuang Rui thought about it.
It was immediately clear that this must be the stone gambling master that Fatty Ma was looking for.
"Hey, Fourth Brother, why didn't Brother Zhou come to dinner?"
Zhuang Rui looked around and saw no sign of Zhou Rui, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"It's not your precious Tibetan mastiff. Brother Zhou said that he was bringing a white lion to the hotel. He asked us to pack a bag for him and take him back." The fourth child was taking the menu to order, and replied without raising his head.
Zhuang Rui was a little embarrassed. It was indeed inappropriate to bring a large dog to a hotel in a downtown area of Guangzhou for dinner.
"Zhuang Rui, the white lion is getting bigger and bigger. It will be very inconvenient to bring him back in the future." Lei Lei said to Zhuang Rui. She almost didn't dare to recognize the white lion when she saw it yesterday.
"What's wrong? Brother, how old is your snow mastiff?" Song Jun couldn't forget Zhuang Rui's white lion.
"Oh, you'll know when you see me later. Come on, let's eat."
Zhuang Rui smiled bitterly. He had no choice. The white lion was getting bigger and bigger, and it was no longer suitable to carry it in many places. He had resigned now and had to look for a new apartment when he returned to Pengcheng. In his community, the elderly and
There are too many children, and although the white lion does not bite, it would be very troublesome if it scares others.
The meal was a little boring. Zhuang Rui was thinking about calling Liu Chuan later and asking him to look for a house. Song Jun didn't talk much, and only occasionally talked to Master Peng next to him.
We chatted for a few words, so did Fatty Ma. There were only Wei Wei, Laosi and Lei Lei, so the conversation was quite speculative.
When he was about to finish his meal, Song Jun received a call. After hanging up the phone, he checked the time, then waved to Zhuang Rui and said, "Brother, thank you for your classmate's hospitality today. I just made jade wool."
The business broker called me. In an hour, at eight o'clock, I will go to someone else's house to look at the raw materials. How about you? Do you have time? "
"Yes, of course I have time. It's almost time to finish eating. Let me say hello and let's go first."
Zhuang Rui and Weiwei Laosi didn't need to be polite. After talking to a few people, they got up with Song Jun. Lei Lei originally wanted to follow him to have a look, but the stone gambling master from their company hadn't arrived yet, so it was too late to go.
It was useless, so I didn't ask for the favor.
Just when Zhuang Rui was about to walk out of the hotel, Fatty Ma rushed out, hugged Zhuang Rui's shoulders and whispered: "Brother, you are a bit unkind. My brother called you first, but you followed
Someone else has gone, but I’m not happy, Fat Brother.”
"Hey, Brother Ma, I came to Pingzhou this time just for Brother Song. We made an appointment a long time ago, otherwise I wouldn't have said no to you yesterday." Zhuang Rui made a bitter look on his face, half-seriously.
Said falsely.
"Okay, let's talk about it later. You won't suffer any loss by following your brother Ma. Our connections are not necessarily less than others." After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Fatty Ma's face improved, but this was not true.
Zhuang Rui laughed bitterly when he heard this, as if he was trying to control his anger with Song Jun.
"Okay, Brother Ma, if you are free tomorrow, let's go out for a walk."
Zhuang Rui agreed repeatedly, but the enthusiasm shown by Fatty Ma was really too much for him. Apart from anything else, just his body of more than two hundred kilograms half pressing on Zhuang Rui made Zhuang Rui breathless.
Already.
"Okay, that's it." Fatty Ma narrowed his eyes when he smiled, patted Zhuang Rui on the shoulder and let him go.
"Zhuang Rui, Fatty Ma is a smiling tiger. When you interact with him, be careful..." Song Jun said to Zhuang Rui as the car drove on the highway to Pingzhou.
"I understand, Brother Song. In fact, he and I have nothing to do with each other. We just met in the grassland black market a few months ago. You all know this." Zhuang Rui also couldn't figure out Fatty Ma's thoughts. It stands to reason that this would be private.
There is no reason for Fatty Ma to ask him to go with him again and again. The fewer people there, the more he can buy.
"Well, just pay attention. This damn fat guy is very good at it. Sometimes you don't even know when you are being used." Song Jun nodded and told Zhuang Rui a little more. Zhuang Rui actually listened to what he said.
These days, there is no love without reason, and there is no hatred without reason. Um, it seems to be a line from some TV series.
Song Jun seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said: "Brother, if you take a fancy to some wool and really want to buy it, I advise you not to break the stone, but to keep the stone in your hands and live a happy life.
It won’t be a big problem to double it several times in a few years, but if you lose money if you want to solve the problem, the loss will be huge."
Song Jun meant well. Zhuang Rui nodded. In fact, he had already made up his mind. He would only buy wool for this stone gambling conference. As for cutting stones, he still preferred to do it when he was alone in the future.
Solution, after all, the last stone solution in Nanjing spread throughout the entire stone gambling circle. If it comes to the limelight again this time, some thoughtful people will definitely connect the two.
"House, it looks like we need to get the house in Pengcheng done quickly."
If he really found some good stuff, he might not have enough space in his house. Zhuang Rui would have a headache now, so he simply took out his cell phone and called Liu Chuan and asked him to find a house for him.
"You want to buy a house? Yes, it's not very convenient to live in a downtown area with a Tibetan mastiff..." Song Jun said this after hearing Zhuang Rui's call from the side.
"Yes, the white lion is too big now. It will scare people if you take it out. In the future, it will only live in Pengcheng Countryside."
Zhuang Rui said helplessly that although having a car would be very convenient, leaving the old house where he had lived for more than ten years would definitely make him uncomfortable. More importantly, Zhuang Rui had not yet figured out how to persuade his mother to move out and be with him.
We're living together.
"Where I live, there is a villa available. The original landlord did something wrong and the property was confiscated. This villa may also be auctioned off, but the price is not cheap..."
Song Jun's words moved Zhuang Rui's heart. To say that he didn't like the environment of Yunlong Villa was pure nonsense. Apart from anything else, the villa was in the basement behind the garage. Zhuang Rui was greedy for it. He once worked in Song Jun
I have seen at home that the basement is more than thirty square meters, which is more than enough for a set of small stone cutting equipment. It is also well soundproofed. I am afraid no one will care if I set off firecrackers in it.
"Brother Song, what's the approximate price of that villa?" Zhuang Rui asked cautiously.
"In the government auction, the reserve price shouldn't be very high, around 800 to 10 million, but there are quite a lot of people staring at the house. It's estimated that the transaction price should be between 15 million and 18 million. What's going on?
, do you really want to buy it?" Song Jun knew that Zhuang Rui was old.
“Want to buy!”
Zhuang Rui nodded heavily, and then said with a wry smile: "But I don't have that money. How about I give it a try this time and bet a few stones? Damn it, I currently have a net worth of 9 million, and I can spend 400
Let's make a bet, Brother Song. If the bet fails, it will be unlucky for me. If the bet goes up, you have to help me pay attention to the villa."
"You kid, you usually look quite stable, but your thoughts are even wilder than Dachuan's. OK, as long as you can raise fifteen million, I'm sure to help you get that house."
Zhuang Rui looked like he was gnashing his teeth. Song Jun originally wanted to give some advice, but seeing Zhuang Rui like this, he didn't say much. With his identity, he would let some news out and say something about himself.
If he wants that house, some people should be willing to sell it to him to save his face.
"Okay, then let me thank you first, Brother Song."
Zhuang Rui was very happy. Anyway, gambling on stones would either go up or down. He had this excuse. When the stones went up, others would just think he was lucky. Of course, Mr. Zhuang brought the Living Buddha to give him a gift.
Dzi beads bracelet, your luck is always good.
"You kid will cry when you lose gambling. Last year, I was too addicted to gambling and lost more than 20 million..." Song Jun looked at Zhuang Rui's excitement and shook his head angrily, but he didn't
Talk no more.
After the car arrived in Pingzhou, Song Jun first asked Zhuang Rui to park the car in the hotel parking lot, and then stood waiting at the door of the hotel. When he got up, about five or six minutes later, a man in his thirties with a mustache appeared.
The man came up and said to Song Jun with an apologetic look: "Boss Song, I'm really sorry. I'm a little late. Let's go now?"
Song Jun seemed to be very familiar with this person, and he smiled and cursed: "Xiao Linzi, you are really good this time. The wool I bought for more than 20 million yuan last year turned out to be a piece of shit jade.
The money is a trivial matter, but the loss of face is huge."
"That's it, that's it. The shop we went to today, all their wool is sourced from the old pits of Kokang in Myanmar. It must be good. Boss Song, your face is glowing today, and you look like a fortune star at first glance.
."
The man with the mustache smiled and nodded to Zhuang Rui and Master Peng, apparently classifying them as the followers of the Song Army.
"Go away, can you stop blushing after drinking wine? Stop talking nonsense and lead the way." Song Jun cursed with a smile.
