Zhao Gangjun saw the news about Han Tiantian's family while watching the news today.
He didn't know that an anti-dumping investigation had plunged Han Tiantian's family into such a big crisis, or that it was Lin Shuya who called Zhao Gangjun and told Zhao Gangjun about the situation of Han Tiantian's family that Zhao Gangjun knew that the matter had become so serious.
Therefore, Zhao Gangjun bought a ticket and flew to sh without any hesitation.
As for going to the capital, Zhao Gangrong put it behind him.
When he first met Han Tiantian, Zhao Gangrong couldn't believe that the person in front of him was Han Tiantian. Although her breasts were as small as ever, Han Tiantian's face was not as bright as before. Her face was very expressionless.
He was unattractive, pale, and skinny.
Somehow, seeing Han Tiantian like this, Zhao Gangrong felt heartbroken.
"Tiantian, why don't you call me."
Lin Shuya hugged Han Tiantian and said distressedly, "It's only been a few days, look at you, why are you like this?"
"Shu Ya."
Han Tiantian hugged Lin Shuya and said, "I'm fine, I'm really fine."
"Hello, uncle, I am Tiantian's friend."
Seeing Han Tiantian and Lin Shuya reminiscing about old times, Zhao Gangrong reached out and shook hands with Han Tiantian's father.
"Hello."
Han Tiantian's father shook hands with Zhao Gangrong, and then said, "You... are Mr. Zhao's son."
"um, yes."
Zhao Gangjun nodded.
Han Tiantian's father took a deep breath. Although he occasionally heard his daughter talk about Zhao Gangjun, this was the first time he saw Zhao Gangjun.
Zhao Gangjun is nothing to him, he is just a young man, but Zhao Gangjun's father is like thunder to him, because when Zhao Tiezhu came to SH, he was living in SH. At that time, he was just
He is just the supervisor of a small LED lamp processing factory, and Zhao Tiezhu is already a powerful figure who can compete with the city's bosses in Shanghai!
After so many years, Zhao Tiezhu has already become a legend. Now, his son appears in front of him, which makes Han Tiantian's father feel excited.
"My name is Han Fei."
Han Tiantian's father nodded to Zhao Gangjun.
"Uncle Han." Zhao Gangjun said with a smile.
"Let's go. The company is not a place for chatting. Come and sit at my house."
Han Fei invited.
"Then I'll trouble Uncle Han."
A group of people took Han Fei's car to the legendary Tomson Yipin.
Han Tiantian lives in Tomson Yipin, and it is a duplex building in a building. If there is no one with 350 million yuan, there is no way to win this place.
Not long after I got home, several people from the bank came.
They came to collect debts, but Han Fei had people drive them out.
"When I first approached them for a loan, they all behaved like grandchildren."
Looking at the few people being driven away, Han Fei said disdainfully, "Now that they know I'm in trouble, everyone will come here to act like a boss, damn it."
"When uncle took out the loan, did he use this house as collateral?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"Well, this house was originally bought as a mortgage. This was a capital operation method we all liked to play at the time. This house was originally bought for 400 million, and I resold it and took out a loan of 600 million." Han
Fei said with a smile.
Zhao Gangjun nodded. This method of capital operation is actually still popular today. You can buy a house with a mortgage of one million yuan. After you get the real estate certificate, you can directly go to the bank for a mortgage loan. You can borrow one million yuan and then borrow money.
If you go out, the monthly interest will be tens of thousands. If the monthly mortgage loan is 10,000 yuan, it means that someone will help you pay off the mortgage and give you an additional 18,000 yuan.
Of course, this is just a small trick, somewhat different from Han Fei.
Han Fei and Zhao Gangjun were sitting in the living room chatting, while Han Tiantian took Lin Shuya to the kitchen to help cook.
Originally, Han Fei was thinking about how to find more topics to talk about with Zhao Gangjun. After all, the two were twenty or thirty years apart, and the distance between them could not be described as a generation gap. Unexpectedly, Zhao Gangjun was actually very good at chatting and knew how to talk.
There are many things, whether they are commercial or other things, you can chat with Han Fei about everything, especially Han Fei's favorite fan, Zhao Gangjun can also talk about it.
"High-grade fans are all made of bamboo, and the top-grade one is Xiangfei bamboo. Unfortunately, it is no longer produced. Most of the remaining ones are from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, and their value is too high." Zhao Gangjun said with a smile.
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"I have a Xiangfei bamboo fan here. I'll show it to you later."
Han Feixing hurriedly ran into the room and took out a box, opened it in front of Zhao Gangjun, and then took out a very good-looking fan inside.
"This is a Xiangfei bamboo fan that I received from hn in the early years. It cost me more than ten million yuan. Legend has it that this was used by Emperor Qianlong. Please show it."
Han Fei handed the fan to Zhao Gangjun.
Zhao Gangjun played with the fan carefully, then nodded and said, "This is a good thing. As far as I know, Carlsberg auction house sold a similar fan some time ago. It sold for more than 17 million yuan at that time. The quality of the fan was not good enough."
Your hand is good, your hand is worth at least 20 million now."
"Haha, if you like it, I'll give it to you."
Han Fei said with a smile.
Zhao Gangjun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No reward for no merit, this gift is too precious, I can't take it."
"It all depends on whether you like it or not. Whether it is valuable or not is not important. If I really go bankrupt, I will have to put this thing up for auction. Instead of giving it to others then, I might as well give it to you now so that I can think of it later."
After thinking about it, I can go and see you," Han Fei said.
"No, no," Zhao Gangjun shook his head and said, "I have nothing to give you for such an expensive gift."
"Just accept it if I ask you to. You are Tiantian's friend, and I am Tiantian's father. Logically speaking, I am your elder, and you have to listen to me."
Han Fei put the fan into a box and forced it into Zhao Gangjun's arms.
"That's it, I'll buy it from you."
Zhao Gangjun said, "I'll buy this fan from you for 30 million. You can sell this fan to me."
"No, no, I'll give it to you as I said, so don't worry about it with me." Han Fei said, "It's just a meeting gift."
Zhao Gangrong smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Han, I really can't do it. Our family has rules and we can't take advantage of others casually."
"Why do I remember that the rule of your Zhao family is that if you don't take advantage, you are a bastard?" Han Fei asked.
"Forehead…"
Zhao Gangjun touched his head in embarrassment and said, "That's just the thought of the older generation. As you know, the older generation is afraid of poverty."
"It's time to eat. It's time to eat. Dad, Gangbong, come here."
Han Tiantian shouted in the restaurant.
Zhao Gangrong casually placed the box on the table, then stood up and walked towards Han Tiantian with a smile.
(I was even late to greet the guests~ but I finally made up for the eighth update.)