This cigarette is worth five thousand, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy the real thing.
So even if it is a second-hand price, it can still be sold for more than 5,000.
Each cigar worth more than 5,000 yuan was only given 200 yuan. Lin Qiming would definitely enrich his own pockets.
What was given to him was not only 20%, but a few tenths of a percent.
However, Yang Tian was too lazy to care about it. He smiled and said: "Dad, this is all my filial piety to you. It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. If you smoke it yourself or sell it to others, it's all yours."
Lin Qiming was delighted: "Well, Yang Tian, you are sensible."
At that moment, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart. He said a few words to a few people, then left with a cigar in hand.
When he came back again, his face was flushed, and even if Yang Tian was sitting in the middle of the table, sitting side by side with Lin Xue, he didn't care.
"Yang Tian, bring me another pack tomorrow."
At this time, he slipped the leather bag beside him and placed a pile of money on the dining table under Lin Xue's surprised gaze.
There are ten piles in total.
After placing them neatly, he pushed them towards Lin Xue.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
"Xiaoxue, this is the money I got in the past two days. My parents can't give you much help in business. You will definitely need money to start a business now. You can use it. If it is not enough, tell us."
Wu Shuzhen still has three million left untouched.
This 100,000 yuan was money he earned from reselling cigars.
"Dad, you should keep this money for now. I can't spend all the money at home."
Lin Xue was moved, but still refused.
Lin Qiming immediately said: "Don't worry, our house is full of treasures now. These 100,000 yuan are all the money my friend earned from buying my cigars."
"As the saying goes, take it from the people and use it for the people. This cigarette was given to me by Yang Tian. I will use the money to open a company for you. I won't take advantage of you. Don't be polite to Dad."
"Okay...then I'll accept it first."
Lin Qiming's eyes glanced at an ink painting in the living room intentionally or unintentionally.
Yang Tian's heart skipped a beat, this guy probably wanted to sell all the furniture in his house.
The decoration inside the villa that Long Chong selected was naturally of good quality.
The painting Lin Qiming was looking at was also recognized by Yang Tian. It was a landscape painting from the Qing Dynasty. It had the emperor's seal on it and was worth more than 50 million.
"My friend wants to ask if there is anything we don't need at home. He wants to buy it. I think this painting is quite unnecessary. I will ask him later if he wants it."
Yang Tian quickly said: "Dad, how much are these paintings worth?"
"What do you know? Although this painting is fake, if it is placed in our villa, it will be real! This is other people's psychology!"
"Dad, I advise you not to sell things in the villa easily, because the furnishings here are very particular and coincide with Feng Shui. Doing so can easily bring bad luck."
"I don't care, but Xiaoxue is starting a business now, so it would be bad if it affects her."
Lin Qiming slapped his head and said happily: "I almost forgot about this. I was thinking about selling some of the furniture at home a few days ago for money, but I didn't sell it at that time because I was afraid it would conflict with the feng shui of the home."
"Look at my brain, I've forgotten about this in just a few days."
Yang Tian quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lin Qiming believed this. Otherwise, he really wouldn't know what reason to find to stop Lin Qiming.
If you tell him the true value, he will definitely work harder to sell everything.