"Stop talking nonsense and speak quickly if you have something to say." Xue Chen urged.
Fatty Wang scratched his head and explained the matter slowly. Just as Xue Chen guessed, Xu Ming went through various connections and contacted Wang Dong's father, Wang Tianhai, and also sent a message hoping to reconcile with Xue Chen and withdraw the appeal.
"In addition to sending the message, Xu Ming also promised my dad that if he can persuade you to withdraw the appeal, Galaxy Industrial can give my dad a factory project under construction and pay for the project in advance, which will probably earn him more than four million. Of course,
Lao Xue, don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean by this to hope that you will withdraw the lawsuit and let my dad earn the money, I just want to pass on the original words to you.”
"Yes, I understand."
"Then will you agree to reconcile?" Fatty Wang continued to ask.
"I'll think about it before making a decision." Xue Chen touched his chin.
…
Zhou Baofu, who had been discharged from the hospital, was sitting bored in his shop. Over the past few days, his complexion had deteriorated a lot, his eyes had dark bags, he was listless, and he would sigh from time to time.
He vaguely heard from an old friend that Galaxy Industrial invested in Fuji Auction Branch. Now, Fuji Auction has become a street rat that everyone beats. Galaxy Industrial must have lost a lot of money, so it owes him money
, there is no hope of getting it back.
"Boss, Zhuo Zhuo Antique Store has just put up a banner, offering a 30% discount on sales!" A waiter ran up to Zhou Baofu and said hurriedly.
"What?"
Zhou Baofu stood up and walked to the door of the store in a few steps. He stood on tiptoe and looked around. When he saw the customers constantly coming in and out of the door of Zhuo Zhuo Antique Store, his face turned blue and his teeth were sore.
He thought about it for a moment and realized that this was the counterattack of Zhuo Zhuo Antique Store. While he was losing a lot of money, he put pressure on Baozhai and either lowered the price too, or there were no customers. No matter which way, for Baozhai
Fasting makes things worse.
It's not that he can't afford it. He can run an antique shop with a lot of capital, but he doesn't feel it's necessary, especially when he thinks that he's getting older and it's not easy to save some money for retirement. He's already lost a lot, and he doesn't want to
Let’s keep fussing.
When he thought of this, Zhou Baofu's heart ached a little again. He quickly took out the medicine from his pocket, poured out a few pills, raised his head and swallowed it.
"What can I do?"
Zhou Baofu was not only worried, but also a little scared. He happened to see the program broadcast on the provincial TV station. Although it was blocked, he still recognized the person sitting on the rostrum, speaking sharply and defending many reporters in the audience.
It’s Xue Chen, the other owner of Zhuoyue Antique Store besides Wang Dong.
This discovery made him feel a little surprised at the time, but after the program ended, he slowly tasted some other things, which sent chills down his spine. This Xue Chen was able to appear on the popular program of the provincial TV station, and the background was very
Deep.
Now that he had offended the other party, and the other party had already launched a counterattack, this made him a little worried whether his store would close down because of this.
"Boss, how about we also lower the price?" A waiter stood next to Zhou Baofu and asked in a low voice.
"Reduce the price, reduce the price! If the price drops again, the store will be closed immediately. Let's all go drink the northwest wind." Zhou Baofu scolded irritably, turned around and returned to the store. As soon as he walked into the store, he turned to the waiter who was following him and ordered,
"Go to Ziyun Hotel and book a private room for me."
After the waiter left, Zhou Baofu found a gift box, thought about it, and put the purple clay pot on the table into it with a pained look on his face, and then left Baozhai and walked towards Zhuo Zhuo Antique Shop.
Ziyun Hotel is the best hotel on Sandao Street, and Zhou Baofu came to invite him personally, and Xue Chen and Wang Dong did not refuse.
When they arrived at the private room of Ziyun Hotel, the three of them sat down, and soon the food and drinks were served. Zhou Baofu opened a bottle of Maotai, and stood up diligently to fill it up for Xue Chen and Wang Dong.
"Brother Xue, brother Wang, our two stores have been on the same street for a while, but we have never sat together and chatted. It just so happens that I am hosting today, so let's get together." Zhou Baofu said with a smile on his face.
said.
"It cost Brother Zhou a lot of money."
"Yes, Boss Zhou is too polite." Xue Chen and Wang Dong replied repeatedly.
Both of them knew Zhou Baofu's purpose, but neither of them took the initiative to mention it. They ate happily and occasionally chatted with Zhou Baofu.
Zhou Baofu saw the two of them just eating and drinking, and gradually he couldn't sit still: "Well, I invited two brothers here today because I want to talk about the recent affairs of our two stores."
Wang Dong wiped his mouth with a napkin, leaned on the chair and said carelessly: "Just tell me if you have anything to say."
Zhou Baofu sighed in his heart, feeling that he was humiliating himself in front of two juniors. However, he could only endure it now that he had made a wrong step and had his lifeline choked.
"Brothers, I was confused a while ago and I did something wrong. I hope you two can forgive me. This is just a small thing on my part."
Zhou Baofu said, took out the prepared gift box and pushed it in front of Xue Chen and Wang Dong.
Wang Dong didn't have any scruples and opened it on the spot. When he saw the purple clay pot inside, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Zhou, isn't this the one you usually hold in your mouth?"
Xue Chen held it in his hand, sucked away a trace of spiritual energy, and said lightly: "It was fired in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. The texture is quite delicate. It is worth about 20,000 yuan. Brother Zhou usually plays with it in his hand.
Are you really willing to give it away?"
Because the purple sand market has been getting better and better in recent years, Xue Chen naturally pays special attention to it and does a lot of research on it.
The material of purple sand is between pottery and porcelain. The color of the clay is different, and the color of purple sand is also different. The most common ones are red clay and purple clay. In addition, there are white greasy, black clay, yellow clay, pine flower clay, etc.
.
The appearance of purple clay ware is simple and mellow, not vulgar but not vulgar, and has a very literati flavor. Therefore, it is rarely loved by contemporary people, especially some wealthy families who like to use purple clay tea sets to entertain guests to highlight their taste.
This is also one of the reasons why the price of purple clay wares continues to rise.
Zhou Baofu was naturally reluctant to part with it. After all, it had been in his hands for more than half a year, but he couldn't find any other suitable items for a while. He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "As long as the two brothers like it."
Wang Dong looked sideways at Xue Chen, meaning to wait for Xue Chen to make a decision.
Xue Chen leaned back on the chair, thought for a moment, leaned over and put the purple clay pot back in front of Zhou Baofu.
Zhou Baofu's expression changed slightly, he looked directly at Xue Chen and said in a deep voice: "Brother Xue, what do you mean? Are you unwilling to let this matter pass? I am very sincere."
Xue Chen waved his hand: "I see Brother Zhou's sincerity. Forget the past, I don't want this purple clay pot, but there is another thing I want to talk to you about."
"Which thing?"
"Did Xu Ming and Xu Liang not give you the money you promised to lose to suppress our excellence?" Xue Chen asked.
Zhou Baofu's expression froze, he shook his head and sighed: "Since Brother Xue already knows, then I have nothing to hide. It is indeed the case. I didn't get the money, so I can only admit it. After all, not everyone
Everyone has Brother Xue’s ability and can compete with Galaxy Industrial.”
"How much should I give you?" Xue Chen continued to ask.
"The total loss and deserved profit should be about one million." Zhou Baofu's cheeks twitched, and his expression looked quite distressed and regretful.
"One million?" Xue Chen narrowed his eyes, "What do you think? I will help you get one million back, but 700,000 of them will belong to me, and the remaining 300,000 will belong to you."
"What?" Zhou Baofu raised his head in shock and looked at Xue Chen, "Can you get this money back? How?"
"You don't need to know this. You just need to tell me whether you agree to this condition. If you don't agree, then our Excellence will sell it at 30% off for a long time, maybe half a year or a year. Even if we don't make money, we must still sell it.
The tone is out, if Brother Zhou agrees, everyone will be happy, you can get the 300,000 yuan that you should not get, and the past war will be over."
Zhou Baofu's face changed a few times, he frowned, and after a few minutes of silence, he took a breath and slowly said, "Okay, I promise you."
…
In the office of the general manager of Galaxy Industrial.
"Xu Ming, Xue Chen promised you reconciliation and canceled the appeal?" Li Changhe asked.
Xu Ming nodded with a gloomy face: "The person I entrusted to deliver the message just called me and told me that Xue Chen agreed, but there are three conditions."
"What are the three conditions?" Li Changhe frowned.
"The first condition is that his friend Wang Dong's father's project requires me to implement it and pay the project price in full before he signs the withdrawal of the lawsuit."
"What about the second condition?"
Xu Ming looked slightly puzzled and said: "The second condition is that he asks me to pay back the one million I owe Baozhai Antique Shop."
He himself had almost forgotten about Baozhai. Unexpectedly, Xue Chen actually brought it up and wanted to help Baozhai collect debts. This made him confused.
Li Changhe breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the first two conditions were related to money, and the amounts were not too large and within the acceptable range. Compared with the possible losses caused by delaying the divestment, it was still worth it.
.
"What about the last condition?"
"Xue Chen asked me to personally deliver the withdrawal form to him before he would sign it." Xu Ming's face sank.
Li Changhe frowned and looked at Xu Ming without saying anything.
"I sent a message to him to exchange the third condition and give him an additional 500,000 yuan, but he didn't agree and insisted on asking me to come forward in person and hand over the withdrawal of the lawsuit to him, otherwise the lawsuit would not be withdrawn." Xu Ming
He clenched his fists, a look of anger on his face.
"this……"
Of course, Li Changhe could see that Xu Ming was unwilling to come forward in person for the sake of his own pride. Regarding the Fuji auction, Xu Ming and Galaxy Industry had already suffered a big loss. How would their faces be bright if they met? (Unfinished)