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Chapter 162 You are forcing me to pretend

At the dinner table, the atmosphere was very subtle.

Ling Chuchu was sulking alone there because she found that all her aunt's attention was on Fang Ming and Ye Ziyu.

During the entire meal, she calculated that her aunt had brought dishes to Fang Ming no less than five times, to Ziyu seven times, and to herself...twice, all by the way.

On the other hand, Ye Ming was also depressed because he found that his daughter was too protective of Fang Ming.

As long as he said something to Fang Ming every time he chatted with Fang Ming, his daughter would cough lightly and then look at him with a smile on her face.

I had no choice but to be caught by my daughter and had to bow my head.

Listening to the conversation between Fang Ming and Ye Ming, Ling Mumei finally knew how her son met the daughter of the Ye family. She also made a decision in her heart. When she went back, she asked her assistant to find the girl from more than ten years ago.

In the video of the program, she wanted to see what her son looked like when he was a child.

"Fang Ming, since the old immortal has left, are you planning to stay in the Demon City and develop? How about it? If you have any difficulties, I can tell you Uncle Ye. This Demon City is not as good as the ones in the village, no matter what you do.

easy."

Ye Ming could also see that his daughter Fang Ming was obsessed with him. He could only blame him for wanting to lure the wolf into the house in the first place, but fortunately, he still admired Fang Ming.

It is said that children look older when they are three years old, and look older when they are eight years old. Fang Ming was very fond of him back then, and it is not much worse now.

"I now have a shop in the Antique City." Fang Ming replied with a smile.

"Open a store. You can't make much money by opening a store now. Why don't you come to my company and help me? When you get familiar with the company's business, try to help my uncle manage the company."

Ye Ming already knows that Fang Ming has not gone to college, and he does not value academic qualifications. However, if his daughter really gets together with Fang Ming, his company will belong to his daughter in the future, so it is okay to train her in advance now.

"Don't underestimate my uncle. Although my company is not particularly big, it is quite famous in the design industry in Shanghai. Its annual profits are in the tens of millions."

A net profit of tens of millions means that the revenue is at least over 100 million. It is indeed not a small company in the design industry.

"Uncle Ye, I'm not interested in managing a company or anything like that. It would be nice to open a store."

Fang Ming smiled slightly, and Ling Mumei on the side knew better after hearing Fang Ming's answer. Her son was not interested in shopping malls, and such a large group would have to find a reliable professional manager to manage it in the future.

"Why are you such a loser? How much money can you make by opening a shop? Besides, I don't know about antique shops. Sometimes you may not be able to make a single business in ten days and a half."

Ye Ming had a look of hatred on his face. From his point of view, Fang Ming had just come to the Demon City not long ago. Even if he opened a shop, it was just a small shop. In terms of the prices in the Demon City, he could earn over a hundred dollars a year.

10,000 is already very good, not to mention that there are so many shops competing for business in the entire antique city.

Ling Mumei on the side was unhappy when she heard Ye Ming's words. Although she might be her in-laws in the future, her in-laws couldn't say that about her son. Not to mention that her son was capable. Even if he had no ability, even if he was eating, drinking and having fun every day, she could earn it.

The money is enough for my son to spend a lifetime.

"By the way, your store has not been open for long. How is the income? After paying rent for a few years, if it doesn't work, you can sell it out. You can get out in time while the investment is low."

Ye Ming continued to ask, Fang Ming rubbed his nose with a strange expression and did not answer immediately.

"It's normal not to make any money. Young people often fail when they start their own business for the first time. It's just a matter of summing up experience. I started several companies at the time, and the first three or four companies all went bankrupt."

Ye Ming thought Fang Ming was embarrassed because the store didn't make any money, so he comforted him from the side.

"Well, the business is not very good. It has been open for more than a week and only three or four orders have been made." Fang Ming said it tactfully because he was afraid of irritating Uncle Ye.

"Just tell me how much money you make and why young people are so ink." Ye Ming looked at Fang Ming with an unhappy expression.

"Ahem." Fang Ming looked at Ye Ming. At this moment, he smiled bitterly in his heart, Uncle Ye, I didn't want to pretend to be so cool, but why are you so persistent and you have to force me to pretend to be cool?

"It's not much, I just made more than a million."

From the few spiritual artifacts sold on the opening day and the problems solved later on with the Hu family and the little girl, the revenue was over one million.

"Not much, just a hundred...pff."

Ye Ming paused for a moment, and after a while he asked with doubt on his face: "I made more than one million in the first few days of opening. Did you sell Cixi's urinal or Kangxi's dragon robe?"

Cixi's urinal and Kangxi's dragon robe are a joke, which also originated from the early days when the antique city was just emerging. At that time, some vendors in the antique city would point to a urinal and dare to boast that it was used by Cixi.

Even holding a piece of imitation clothing, I dare say it was worn by Kangxi.

"I can testify to this. He did earn more than one million yuan, and he only opened the business for a few days."

Although Fang Ming was a little unhappy, Ling Chuchu had to admit that when it came to making money, Fang Ming was as fast as a small money printing machine, and the things he sold were extremely expensive.

Hearing Ling Chuchu's words, Ye Ming's expression became bitter. He naturally believed that Ling Chuchu would not lie. He just thought that he was proud of his profits of tens of millions a year before, so he thought about asking Fang Ming to come to his company to help.

Ming's income can even keep up with his company's income.

"Is your store a big investment?" Ye Ming thought of another possibility, "Or did you sell all the valuable things in the store at once?"

Ye Ming remembered that there were many antiques in the old immortal's Taoist temple. If Fang Ming took these antiques to the city and opened a shop to sell them, it would be nothing to make more than one million in those days. After all, the value of these antiques

Put it there.

"It cost more than one million to open a store. The total cost was only about two million. We didn't sell much. I probably sold 1% of what was in the store."

One percent, Fang Ming is not exaggerating. There is still a large part of the mother-child tree. If all the spiritual weapons are made, the total value will reach tens of millions. If he can make them as his realm improves,

When the quality of spiritual weapons improves, it will no longer be something you can buy with money.

Ye Ming was completely silent. Ye Ziyu who was standing by him snickered when he saw his father's deflated appearance. Comrade Ye wanted to pretend to be a successful person in front of brother Fang Ming, but unfortunately he failed.

"Then tell me, how can you sell it for hundreds of millions if you cost one or two million? Fang Ming, don't go down the wrong path. You can't do those criminal things, and you can't do deception and abduction."

Ye Ming's expression suddenly became serious because he thought of a word: fake.

There is fraud in the antique industry, and the cost of counterfeit goods is very low. If it really relies on counterfeiting, it is really possible to achieve a hundredfold profit.

Fang Ming's expression also became serious, and he explained: "Uncle Ye, I won't do anything illegal. I just carve some bracelets, pendants and other objects myself and sell them in the store. Anyone who buys them is voluntary.

."

"Can the jade pendant you carved yourself sell for so much?" Ye Ming looked suspicious. Even those real carving masters did not dare to say that they could make the carved objects a hundred times.

"I can testify to this. Not only are the things there expensive, but they are also extremely expensive. A bracelet can be sold for hundreds of thousands, and a piece of wood cut into squares can be sold for seven to eight hundred thousand."

Ling Chuchu spoke again. She had a deep understanding of Fang Ming's expensiveness, and Lingchuchu's words made Ye Ming click his tongue. If Mr. Ling's niece can say that it is expensive, then it is really expensive.

On the other hand, Ye Ziyu, who had been listening quietly on the side, seemed to have thought of something. There was a thoughtful look in his eyes. After a while, he asked: "Brother Fang Ming, did you give my dad a peace charm?

Are the things sold similar to this peace charm?"

Fang Ming glanced at Zi Yu with some surprise. He had not told Zi Yu about the safety talisman.

"That peace talisman was made by my master. I don't have such great skills yet. The things I carve will be much different and cannot be compared with the peace talisman."

This is considered an admission.

Ye Ming also instantly understood the meaning of his daughter's words. He had experienced the magic of the peace charm. It was a good life-saving thing. If such a thing were taken out, those rich people would spend hundreds of millions.

Willing to buy.

Because having a peace talisman means you don't have to worry about accidental death. For the rich, money is nothing compared to life.

A peace talisman can be sold for hundreds of millions. If the accessories sold by Fang Ming are of the same nature as the peace talisman, even if they are quite different, let those rich people know that there are still many people who spend hundreds of thousands to buy them.

.

"It turns out it was made by an old god. No wonder, no wonder it's so magical."

Hearing Ye Ming's sigh, Fang Ming understood something and asked: "Uncle Ye, did you use the peace charm?"

"Well, just yesterday."

Ye Ming nodded, and when he saw the curious eyes of Ling Mumei and Ling Chuchu, he finally looked at Fang Ming. Fang Ming nodded slightly towards him, and then Ye Ming told what happened.

After listening to Ye Ming's story, Fang Ming's expression did not change much. He could probably guess the function of the peace charm, after all, it was carefully made by his master.

In ancient times, there were real Taoist masters who could grant a pardon to the underworld and allow the dead to return to the sun for a few years. Of course, this required a huge price. He didn't know if his master was such a master, but he could make a peace talisman to avoid disasters.

, he believed that his master could still do it.

Ling Mumei and Ling Chuchu were shocked. Unlike Ling Chuchu, whose face was full of disbelief, Ling Mumei started to think even more after a brief shock. After a while, she suddenly said: "It's best not to tell anyone else about this matter."

Anyone disclosed."


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