When Zhou Zichen was about to arrive at the antique city, he still called Wang Qida. As soon as he got into the car, he saw Wang Qida running over.
Zhou Zichen gave them an introduction: "This is Wang Ziqi, the leader of the Avengers Club. This is Wang Qida. I know his father very well, and I know him well now."
Wang Qida saw that Wang Ziqi seemed a little reserved: "Captain Wang, I am very happy to see you."
Wang Ziqi smiled and said, "You don't have to be so nervous. Am I scary?"
Wang Qida shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, I just heard about you and admire you very much."
Wang Ziqi likes to hear good things: "I didn't do it alone, it was our club. Although I don't often go to the club, you can come and play often in the future."
"Really? Is it okay? I know Tang Xiu from your group. The video of him boxing is super handsome." Wang Qida said and made two gestures. He must have practiced these few moves for several days.
Zhou Zichen glanced at Wang Ziqi speechlessly. In order to promote the club, she had released a lot of things, including videos of Tang Xiu practicing boxing.
"Okay, stop chatting, let's go check out the store first!" Zhou Zichen saw the two people chatting enthusiastically, one praised him vigorously, and the other listened with joy, as if he had become the best person in the world.
While Zhou Zichen was talking, the two of them remembered that they wanted to go to the store.
The store is very close to the antique street. In fact, there are some antique shops in these places, but the business is not very good. Most people will go to the antique street if they want to buy.
Wang Qida's shop is not big, only about 100 square meters, but it is enough to serve as a consultation shop.
Inside the store, there is also a staircase going up to the second floor.
The second floor is very wide, probably several hundred square meters, and can be used as an office space.
Wang Ziqi actually took a ruler and measured the thickness of the wall.
The walls here are all thickened, with a thickness of 365MM. Generally, residential walls are 115mm or 178mm thick. This wall is definitely thick.
Wang Ziqi was very satisfied with this place: "How much is the rent here?"
Wang Qida said with a smile: "For a justice group like the Avengers Society, just give me whatever you want. I am a fan of your group."
Zhou Zichen slapped his face: "You can tell me a price anyway. What is the normal price here?"
Wang Qida said: "There is no need for money. If my father knew that you wanted it, he would definitely be willing to give it to you."
Zhou Zichen has been here for so long, and he probably knows the price of the store here. As for the price of the second floor, he really doesn't know very well: "If you calculate 30,000 a month, the first and second floors are both, and 10,000 a month.
Let your father know and he will beat you to death."
Doing business with someone else's tens of thousands a month, even if no one cares about the tens of thousands a month, but you owe a favor if you use it. If you use it for a month, you owe a month's favor. As long as you still use the favor, you will always owe it.
Not cost effective.
"Then it's 30,000 a month. Give me the address here. You need the address to register a company, and you also need to sign the rental contract." Since Wang Ziqi decided to rent it, he simply signed it.
"I'll just come. My dad originally asked me to rent this place out, and I'll get the contract." Wang Qida ran to find the contract excitedly.
Wang Qida came back quickly, holding two contracts in his hand, both of which had been signed by Wang Changlin. All he needed was Wang Ziqi's signature.
Wang Ziqi casually looked at the contract: "Twenty thousand a month?"
Wang Qida said: "My dad said it. He knew he was my uncle's friend, so he changed it to 20,000."
Zhou Zichen smiled bitterly. This was considered a favor, but after all it was just a favor owed. It was better than using this venue for free for a month. "Sign it!"
Wang Ziqi signed in a hurry, and Wang Qida insisted on inviting him to dinner, but he couldn't resist him, so he had to go and have dinner before going back.
I have been busy with the decoration for a long time, and detective agencies cannot be registered in China and will not be approved at all, so I can only register as a consulting company, but in fact I do detective work.
Wang Ziqi has been busy for more than half a month, mainly because of the decoration issue.
Anyway, Avengers Consulting was just opening, and everyone from the Avengers Club came, as did some of Zhou Zichen’s friends, including Cheng Ye, Mr. Cheng, Wang Changlin, Yang Lu, Yang Tianming, Tian Huizhen, etc.
Meng Di, on the other hand, didn't know whether he was really busy with the case of sending fake antiques or didn't want to see Wang Ziqi, so he didn't come. Instead, he sent Zhou Zichen an eight thousand eighty-eight red envelope on Alipay.
Zhou Zichen and Wang Ziqi were so busy that their feet barely touched the floor, but there was an endless stream of people coming to deliver flower baskets.
Two flower shop staff came carrying a flower basket. The flower basket was very large, more than one meter high, and there were many flowers, but they were all white chrysanthemums, with the word "big exhibition" written on it in red paper.
"Hong Kong Plan", signed by Zhang Hao.
"Boss Zhou, this is from Boss Zhang Hao and Zhang. Please sign it." The staff member handed a list to Zhou Zichen.
Wang Ziqi turned pale with anger when she saw the flower basket. White flowers were okay, as they were always given at weddings and openings, such as lilies, which were found in many flower baskets.
But white chrysanthemums are a bit off-putting. Regardless of whether you use Eastern or Western etiquette, these are always given at funerals.
"Who..." Wang Ziqi was halfway through speaking when she was stopped by Zhou Zichen: "Don't be angry, it's just a flower basket, and they are also staff of the flower shop, so don't embarrass them."
Zhou Zichen said and signed the receipt form.
The staff was originally curious and sent white chrysanthemums, but instead of words of condolence, it said "Exhibit great ambitions". They were originally worried about being made difficult, but they didn't expect Zhou Zichen to be so easy to talk to. He also thanked him profusely: "Thank you, Boss Zhou, for this flower basket."
Do you want us to help you carry it away? It does look a bit annoying."
Zhou Zichen smiled: "No, just put it aside! The chrysanthemums are quite good."
Wang Ziqi looked at the chrysanthemums placed on the side and felt it was an eyesore: "Why are you still keeping them?"
Zhou Zichen didn't care: "You leave it there and ignore him, but Zhang Hao feels disappointed. If you throw it away now, he can spend money immediately and have someone send two more. If you keep throwing it away, he will keep sending it. Not today."
Make you feel better."
Wang Ziqi thought the same thing. Zhang Hao didn't care about the little money he spent to buy flowers. People kept sending white chrysanthemums, which really made people feel unhappy.
"Let me find an opportunity in the future and beat him to death!" Wang Ziqi said harshly before turning around and entering the door.
Zhou Zichen had just walked in, and before his butt even touched the stool, a rough voice came from outside: "Whose store is this? You dare to open it without even saying hello to our Brother Long."
It seemed that someone was looking for trouble again, so when they came out of the store again, they saw five people dressed in a fashionable manner. They were either bald or had their hair dyed into a big dye vat, and none of them looked normal, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were
On the street.
"Guys, I opened this store." Zhou Zichen said politely.
The one at the far end, Huang Mao, said: "Hey...brother, do you know who is in charge of this street?"
Zhou Zichen shook his head: "I don't know, can you give me some advice?"
Huang Mao pointed at the bald man in the middle, who was tall and a little fat: "Brother Long, you just opened the business without even saying hello, isn't it good?"
Zhou Zichen was just planning to beat these people away, when he saw the flower basket sent by Zhang Hao in the blink of an eye.
Before Zhang Hao worked for his boss, he was a gangster who traveled all over the world. Almost half of the gangsters in the city were very considerate of his money, and some of the gangsters on the street were naturally afraid of him.
Zhang Hao looked at Brother Long in the middle and patted Brother Long's shoulder gently: "Brother Long, I want to say hello to you. I'm going to open a shop. Do you want to come and have a casual dinner together? But you didn't bring any gifts.
It’s a bit rude.”
This is completely disrespectful to them.
Brother Long and his younger brother raised their hands and wanted to take action. Zhou Zichen glared: "Try it, I will let Zhang Hao catch you all out this afternoon, believe it or not?"
Zhou Zichen originally wanted to give it a try. If Zhang Hao's name worked, it would save him some effort. If it didn't work, they were the ones who started it, and the beating would be in vain.
Zhang Hao's name is really useful. Brother Long and others did not dare to take action. Brother Long hesitated: "You are talking about Brother Hao?"
Zhou Zichen pointed to the flower basket on the side: "Recognize those two words, my family is in the jewelry business."
Brother Long's face immediately changed. His face that was still fierce just now was full of smiles: "Brother, I'm sorry, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. I didn't bring anything with me here. It's really rude. There's no red envelope. That's it.
Don't worry, I wish your business will prosper."
As Brother Long said this, he took out a wad of money from his wallet, estimated to be several thousand yuan.
Zhou Zichen took it over without politeness: "Thank you for your kindness, brother, come in and have a cup of tea, and let's go have dinner together later!"
Brother Long was asking for money aggressively just now, but he was too embarrassed to come in: "No, no, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Okay, let's eat together another day."
Wang Qida was stunned as he watched. He couldn't help but admire Zhou Zichen's ability to tell lies. He also took a red envelope worth several thousand yuan from Brother Long.
"Uncle, can you teach me how to tell lies with your eyes open?" Wang Qida said jokingly.
Zhou Zichen glanced at Wang Qida and said seriously: "You are still young. Studying hard is the right way. This is called social experience, do you understand?"
Wang Qida looked depressed when he was told that.
The club sat here for a while, and when it was almost half past eleven, everyone went to the restaurant next door for dinner.
Zhou Zichen also thought it was troublesome, and the restaurant nearby was doing pretty good. Many owners of the antique street liked to come here to eat, so they simply booked a banquet here without the trouble of running back and forth.
After dinner, while Wang Changlin and Mr. Cheng were chatting, he sneaked over to Zhou Zichen and Wang Ziqi: "Uncle, aunt, can you take my order now?"
"Am I that old?" Wang Ziqi said displeased.
Wang Qida quickly explained: "He is my uncle, aren't you my aunt?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Ziqi glanced at Zhou Zichen and immediately asked without worrying about the title: "Come on, since you are our first customer, I will charge you one yuan."
Wang Qida immediately smiled and took out a piece of paper: "Thank you, Auntie, this is the commission fee."
Wang Ziqi took the dollar and said, "Okay, wait for my good news."
Zhou Zichen smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Aren't you afraid of being called old?"
Wang Ziqi waved her hand grandly: "Seniority does not mean age."