"Haha, sister Xiaoyan, why don't you say hello to your brother when you see her?" Wang Jun said with a smile.
At this time, Tang Ruyan raised her head and looked at Wang Jun and said: "It turns out to be Brother Wang Jun. Why are you with my grandpa? Oh, I understand. You must have come to grandpa to appraise things. So what's wrong with this treat?"
... You are also a rich man, have you bought any fakes?"
There was a mischievous tone in Tang Ruyan's tone, and she almost said the word "big enemy" out of her impulsiveness. She was obviously very familiar with Wang Jun.
Wang Jun smiled bitterly and said: "What's the matter, Sister Yan, your brother and I can't buy some real things."
"Tch, just last time you asked my grandpa to appraise the Yuan Qinghua you were looking for. He said it was worth tens of millions, but it turned out that it was not a fake and not even worth a hundred dollars." Tang Ruyan said disdainfully.
Wang Jun's face turned red, he had lost his master that time.
At this time, Mr. Tang interjected: "Okay, okay, you two bickered as soon as they met. Let me introduce it to you. At this time, Tang Fei, the machine box I showed you yesterday also has the Soviet Red Star Medal, which is
He picked it up. Xiao Tang, this is my granddaughter, her name is Tang Ruyan, please get to know her."
It turns out that this beauty, the Overlord Flower, is Mr. Tang’s granddaughter. She likes martial arts? No wonder she is nicknamed the Overlord Flower. I wonder if Mr. Tang knows that the granddaughter who wants to train to be a lady has such a nickname. But with Mr. Tang’s net worth,
How could Tang Ruyan go back and squeeze into the bus?
"Are you the one who picks up leaks? When are you going to teach me how to pick up leaks? I'm short of money recently. I don't even have money to pay for gas for my car." Tang Ruyan looked at Young Master Tang with bright eyes, and even looked at him with envy after speaking.
I looked at the Hummer next to me.
Young Master Tang was sweating profusely. I want to teach you how to pick up leaks. What do you call this? Are leaks so easy to pick up? Fortunately, Mr. Tang helped Young Master Tang out of trouble at this time.
"Nonsense, what are you talking about? Picking things up depends on your eyesight and luck. How can you ask Xiao Tang to teach you? If you hadn't said that you are a new era woman and want to be financially independent, you wouldn't even have money for gas? You don't want to.
Think about it, how much money can you make as a little policeman in a month? You can't even pay for the maintenance of your car. If you don't do the work assigned to you, you have to be a policeman. Girls should look like girls." Tang
The old man scolded displeasedly.
"Grandpa, what happened to the police? You are also a civil servant, serving the people. After all, you are also an old party member who has carried a gun and fought in wars, but your thoughts are still so feudal." Tang Ruyan stamped her foot and started to arm-wrestle with Mr. Tang.
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"Okay, okay, Mr. Tang, Sister Xiaoyan, please stop arguing. There are so many people coming and going at the entrance of this hotel. It would be bad if you let acquaintances bump into you. Let's go in first and open a private room." Wang Jun hurriedly said.
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Before Young Master Tang and others entered the door, a man who looked like a manager hurriedly came to Wang Jun, saluted and said, "Young Master Wang is here. If you need anything, just ask me."
The entire Junyue belongs to the Wang family. Now that the young master of the Wang family comes to have a meal, he has to go all out and make arrangements. There are not many opportunities to flatter him, so he has to seize them carefully.
"Mr. You, I'm going to have a meal with my friends. You can arrange a private room first." Wang Jun waved his hand.
A group of people entered the private room, and Tang Ruyan was not polite. She picked up the menu, including Australian abalone with cordyceps, shark's fin and bird's nest porridge, and French foie gras. Zhu Biao's heart quickened every time he heard the name of the dish, and he was secretly planning the meal.
It cost a lot of her savings, so Tang Ruyan ordered more than a dozen dishes in one go, and finally came with two bottles of red wine and a bottle of Wuliangye.
It wasn't that Tang Ruyan wanted to clean up Zhu Biao. At this time, Tang Ruyan thought it was Wang Jun who was treating him. These things were nothing to him, so making them more distinctive would only hurt Zhu Biao's pocket.
And the few people who knew about it were happy to let Zhu Biao shed some blood and learn a lesson, so as to avoid offending others in the future.
The service of the five-star hotel is first-class. Soon, delicious dishes were served on the table. The waiter explained the name and ingredients of each dish, and finally two bottles of authentic French Bordeaux red wine and a bottle of Wuliangye.
Zhu Biao stepped forward, opened the Wuliangye, filled it up with Wang Jun, the young master of Tang Dynasty, and others, then picked up his own cup and said: "Thank you, Mr. Tang, for not remembering the faults of others. Zhu Biao apologizes to you. I did it. You
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After he finished speaking, he took a sip of the wine in his glass, and the alcohol surged up instantly, making Zhu Biao's face turn red from holding it in.
When Tang Da saw Zhu Biao, he took a symbolic sip and said that the grudge was over.
Seeing this, Tang Ruyan on the side felt as if she had missed something fun, and pestered Wang Jun to ask why.
Wang Jun's story-telling skills are quite good. The plot has ups and downs and makes Young Master Tang look like a flower, while Zhu Biao, of course, becomes the villain in the story.
Tang Ruyan looked at Young Master Tang carefully with bright eyes, and then glanced at Zhu Biao with disgust.
Regarding Tang Ruyan, who clearly loves and hates her, Zhu Biao could only drain the wine in his glass with a wry smile.
"Tang Fei, you are very good at making money. Please teach me when you have time." Tang Ruyan cast a flirtatious look at Young Master Tang and said softly.
Young Master Tang shuddered all over. This Overlord Flower was like a witch with all kinds of changes. It was deadly to be so charming. Young Master Tang, who had not eaten meat for more than ten days, reacted instantly.
"Miss Tang is joking. With Mr. Tang here, how can I dare to show off in front of Mr. Guan?" Mr. Tang, the female bully in front of him, thinks he can't afford to offend her now, so it's better to stay away.
"Is my grandpa very powerful? Why haven't I seen him pick up tens of millions of lobsters?" Tang Ruyan said while struggling with a big lobster,
"Haha, you are unkind and always pretend to be a novice in front of us. Can a novice get those Yu Chan and Huang Gongwang's paintings?" Wang Jun unceremoniously revealed Mr. Tang's old background.
, by the way, I helped Mr. Tang get out of the siege. How can it be so easy to pick up tens of millions of leaks? Opportunity, eyes, and luck are all indispensable.
"That's right, Xiao Zhu has been learning calligraphy and painting appraisal from me for more than a year anyway. I didn't see any clues when I held it in my hand twice. If I hadn't seen your performance on the jade after I got it, I would have identified this painting.
If there is something fishy, you may not be able to find out what is inside the painting." Zhuang Hai nodded.
"Luck, just good luck." Young Master Tang said sarcastically, sweating profusely.
The meal turned into a denunciation meeting. When it came time to pay the bill, Zhu Biao maxed out his card and was still short of 20,000. Qin Lei personally paid for it and deducted it from his salary.
Before leaving, Mr. Tang and Wang Jun exchanged phone numbers and said they would take him to see some good things tomorrow.
Young Master Tang first went to the bank to cash the check and opened two accounts. One deposited 10 million and the other deposited 3.1 million. Then he took a taxi back home.
Looking at the small house of less than 40 square meters, Mr. Tang pursed his lips. He could finally move out of this miserable place...
As soon as he opened the door, there was a pungent smell of smoke. Young Master Tang walked into the room and saw his father, Tang Long, lying alone on the sofa, smoking a cigarette. There were a pair of cigarette butts on the ground, while Tang's mother was frowning.
"Mom and Dad, what's wrong with you? Why do you smoke so much?" Mr. Tang walked over to the window sill and opened it for ventilation.
Tang's mother raised her head and looked at her son, then sighed: "Today your dad went to all the banks and friends he knew well, but no one was willing to give us a loan. Seeing that the previous contract was about to expire,
If we can't repay the bank loan, your father's factory will probably be auctioned publicly."
Upon hearing this, Young Master Tang's expression tightened and he said, "How much money is left?"
"About five million." Father Tang sighed.
Five million in cash, such a large amount of money, the Tang family might have been able to lend it out before the accident, but now it is difficult.
Many multi-millionaires cannot afford so much cash. When the Tang family was in Johnson & Johnson, their working capital was only about two million, and the rest was all fixed assets.
"Dad, I have money." Mr. Tang took out a card and handed it to him. It was the new card he got at the bank with a deposit of 10 million.
Tang Long raised his head and looked at Young Master Tang, his eyes filled with relief. Although his son was usually a bit naughty, he was unambiguous at critical moments.
"Son, this is some of your private money. Keep it for yourself. The gap is too big. The little money you secretly left behind cannot fill this bottomless pit." Tang Long waved his hand.
"There are ten million in it." Mr. Tang said calmly.
"Well, I know, there are one thousand...ten thousand in it?" Tang Long's eyes instantly emitted two gleams of light, he jumped up from the sofa excitedly, and said with an incredible look on his face, while Tang's mother beside him was also a little sluggish.
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"Well, it's ten million." Young Master Tang nodded solemnly.
After all, Tang Long was not a stranger to the world. After the initial excitement, he took a few deep breaths to calm his heartbeat, looked directly at Young Master Tang and said slowly: "Where did you get this money?"
Tang's mother also looked anxious. As a mother, what she fears most is that her son will go astray. Even the previous Tang family couldn't afford 10 million in cash.
Young Master Tang had always lived under the majesty of his father. When he saw his father being so serious, he couldn't help but panic and said quickly: "I met an old lady selling paintings at the old front door. Seeing how pitiful she was, I bought the painting.
Who knew that there was a universe inside the painting, and there was actually a copy of Huang Gongwang's "Nine Peaks and Snows" hidden inside. I sold it for 13 million, and here is 10 million."
Tang Long's tense face slowly turned down. He knew that although his son was a bit naughty, he was not bad in nature. Moreover, his son had a characteristic when he lied, that is, he would keep touching his nose. This time, he obviously didn't.
It shows that what he said is true.
"So you have picked up a big leak? Not many of Huang Gongwang's works exist in the world, and even fewer are popular among the people. More than 10 million is not expensive." After hearing this, Mrs. Tang took a breath and nodded.
Young Master Tang gave his mother a strange look and realized that this was a special term in the world of collecting. How could his mother, who usually didn't care about these things, know the prices of Huang Gongwang's paintings and calligraphy?