What attracted Fang Ming's attention was a tree root with a black wood that was more than three meters high. From a distance, it looked like a piece of rotten wood.
"Why, Mr. Fang recognizes this wood?"
Seeing Fang Ming's eyes paying attention to this piece of wood, Song Xiong asked in surprise.
"Half a square of ebony at home is worth more than a box of treasures. Moreover, this is the nanmu among the ebony trees. If you don't recognize it, you are blind."
Fang Ming replied with a smile, and Song Xiong had a look of shock on his face after hearing the answer, because he didn't expect that Fang Ming would be able to recognize it as ebony after just a few glances from such a distance.
Even if you can recognize the ebony, you can even tell at a glance what kind of wood the ebony is. This is something that ordinary people can't do without having been heated for more than ten years.
You must know that the so-called ebony refers to wood with a history of thousands of years. These woods have been buried in the soil or water for thousands of years and have been carbonized into a kind of black and extremely hard wood. From the appearance, it is impossible to tell where it belongs.
A kind of tree.
Is it possible that Mr. Fang’s family is in the wood business? He has been working with wood since he was a child?
Song Xiong guessed in his heart, but at this moment he completely retracted his contempt for Fang Ming and began to treat Fang Ming with a peer attitude. All this was because of Fang Ming's ability.
"Ebony is known as the spirit of all trees, and among them, golden nanmu is the most respected. Boss Song must have spent a lot of money to get this treasure." Hua Borong on the side said.
"It took me more than a year to get this thing. There are no outsiders here. I can tell you the truth from the bottom of my heart. I almost fell into it."
Hearing Song Xiong's sigh, Fang Ming and Hua Borong looked at each other and smiled, because they understood the meaning of Song Xiong's words.
You must know that real ebony has been buried for thousands of years. According to domestic regulations, it belongs to the collective, that is, the country. Ordinary people have to hand it over even if they find ebony. Song Xiong must have been able to buy this ebony.
Through formal channels, it is very likely that a villager discovered the ebony and salvaged it privately and sold it privately.
In addition to this piece of ebony, there are many good woods on the second floor, but for Fang Ming, what he cares about most is this piece of ebony.
Half an hour later, after having a general understanding of Song Xiong's store, Fang Ming directly asked Song Xiong: "Boss Song, how do you plan to sublease this store?"
When talking about business, Song Xiong also became serious and replied: "I paid the rent here for ten years at once, and there are still three years left until it expires. To be honest, I don't plan to do this anymore, so if I want to rent,
The rent and all my other things must be covered together.”
"Old Song, there is no such thing. You can deal with these pieces of wood yourself. With your connections in this industry, it shouldn't be difficult to sell." Hua Borong frowned and said with dissatisfaction.
Although he didn't know what kind of store Fang Ming wanted to open, Hua Borong knew that it was absolutely impossible to open this kind of art store. Since he didn't open an art store, it would be useless to collect all the wood.
"Boss Hua...Brother Hua, it's not like you don't know these people in our circle. If they know that my shop is sublet and want to sell these things, they will keep lowering the prices. The most they can do is to sell items worth more than two million yuan here."
Even if I pay 700,000 to 800,000 yuan, it is impossible for me to lose so much."
Song Xiong was also helpless, and after hearing Song Xiong's explanation, Hua Borong didn't know what to say, because what Song Xiong said was true, and he would do the same in business negotiations.
"Boss Song, don't you want to sublet me at the market price?" Hua Mingming curled his lips and asked.
"Of course not, that is to prevent me from suffering too serious losses. I have made an account book. The current market price of all the items in the store is around 3.6 million. Since it was brought here by Boss Hua,
Then I won’t say anything false. If you want to sublet it, just give me another one million in addition to the rent.”
Three times the profit is nothing to an art store. Hua Borong knows this very well. Song Xiong did not make false claims, and the price of art and games is not fixed. When you meet the kind of rich ones, it just happens.
If you like this item, you can sell it for ten times the price.
For one million, Song Xiong estimated that he would have made a profit of more than 100,000 yuan, but a profit of more than 100,000 yuan was nothing at all in this antique store. If he could run a store like this and find so many materials and objects,
Both the cost, labor and time expenses far exceed this amount.
Fang Ming did not respond. He was estimating that if the three-year rent of 600,000 yuan is included in the food, the total would be 1.6 million yuan. Of course, there are other expenses in addition, which means that he has
At least two million funds are needed.
"I would like to ask, what kind of business does Mr. Fang plan to take over my store?" Song Xiong asked when he saw Fang Ming being silent.
"It can be considered a literary type, but it may be a little different."
Fang Ming pondered for a moment and said: "Boss Song is so quick to talk, so I have to tell the truth. I am very satisfied with the location and decoration style of your store, and I can accept the conditions you mentioned."
"real!"
"Fang Ming!"
Two voices sounded at the same time, the first one was Song Xiong's voice of surprise, and the second one was Hua Borong's voice.
"That old Song, Fang Ming and I will have a few words first."
Hua Borong looked at Song Xiong with a smile, and Song Xiong also understood, because he knew what Hua Borong was going to say to Fang Ming. He immediately found a reason to go downstairs to look at the store to avoid suspicion and left first, leaving behind
The space on the second floor.
"Fang Ming, I have always felt that I am often taken for granted. Now it seems that you are no better than me. Don't look at what this old Song says is nice or false, but don't rush to press him.
The price can be at least a dozen or two hundred thousand cheaper."
Hua Mingming looked gloating, because he felt that his old man should know now that he was not the only one who was a prodigal, Fang Ming was also a prodigal.
"No need, just follow the price Song Xiong said."
Fang Ming smiled and shook his head. Of course he knew that there was still room for lowering the price, but he did not intend to do so. The reason was very simple. The price of one million was already an advantage for him.
"Fang Ming, what do you mean?"
Hua Mingming thought Fang Ming was a prodigal and curled his lips without saying a word. However, Hua Borong had a suspicious look on his face and looked at everything on the second floor.
"Uncle Hua, some things may not be worth much in your eyes, but they are worth thousands of gold in my eyes. If you just buy it for one million, you won't lose money."
Fang Ming gave Hua Borong an explanation, and when Hua Borong heard Fang Ming's explanation, Hua Borong's expression was slightly shaken, as if he thought of something, nodded and replied: "Okay, if that's the case, then I'll talk to Lao Song.
"
"Dad, if Fang Ming is crazy, you should follow suit. Hundreds of thousands of dollars are not money. This is obviously money that can be saved. If you two don't care, then I will go and talk, and the extra money will be given to me.
."
Hua Mingming quits his job. In his opinion, his old man and Fang Ming are both crazy. Moreover, is this his old man, or the one who always talks in his ears about being frugal and running the house?
"Sometimes taking advantage is not necessarily a good thing. There is a certain degree in everything. If you exceed this degree, it means there is a cause and effect."
Fang Ming explained something that Hua Mingming couldn't understand, but he believed that Hua Borong would definitely understand the meaning of his words.
Hua Borong went downstairs to talk to Song Xiong. After a while, Song Xiong came upstairs with a happy face. The next thing was very simple. The two parties signed a transfer contract. As for the money, Hua Borong
Rong transferred the money to Song Xiong.
Of course, the final procedures still need to be handled by the management staff of the antique city, but this is not a big deal for Song Xiong and Hua Borong, especially Hua Borong, as one of the top stores in the antique city, they are just a phone call away
staff.
After everything was settled, Song Xiong smiled with a smile on his face after receiving the bank transfer notification, and congratulated Fang Ming: "Congratulations to Mr. Fang, and I also wish Mr. Fang a prosperous business in the future."
"Thank you very much for the good news from Boss Song, but I'm curious to ask if Boss Song will still do some business after selling this shop?"
Hearing Fang Ming's words, Song Xiong was stunned for a moment but still answered truthfully: "Well, I have to find something to do for myself, but I won't be in Shanghai anymore. I plan to go back to my hometown to do some business with a few friends. This man is tired.
Once you get used to it, you can’t stay idle, so I just think of it as a way to support you in old age.”
"In this case, let me give a message to Boss Song. If you still open a store like Wenwan, it's best not to place stone lions at the door. Even if you really want to display the stone lion, it's fine."
Song Xiong had a look of confusion on his face because he didn't know why Fang Ming suddenly asked him and said such things.
"Boss Song, if you think carefully about when your business started to go bad, you will understand what I mean." Fang Ming smiled meaningfully at Song Xiong.
"Since when..."
Song Xiong had a look of recollection on his face, but within half a minute, the look of reminiscence turned into a look of horror. He looked at Fang Ming with a shocked expression, "Fang... Mr. Fang, what do you mean by this?
Could it be that my bad business has something to do with these stone lions?"
"Of course it does matter."
Fang Ming nodded, "If I'm not wrong, Boss Song invited this pair of stone lions because he heard that stone lions are auspicious animals and can protect the house from evil and attract wealth. Moreover, the stone lions have a grand appearance and are placed at the entrance of the store.
It will also make customers who come in feel that the store is high-end.”
"That's right, that's why I invited this pair of stone lions." Song Xiong kept nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, because Fang Ming spoke to his heart. This is what he would invite stone lions for.