Chapter 306: Being timid near home, doing things is important
Xie Wei's work efficiency is as high as ever. If the instrument is said to arrive in two days, then it can basically arrive. If it doesn't arrive, it's not Xie Wei's problem, but something happened in the channel or somewhere in the middle of the transportation.
Fortunately, none of these situations happened. Two days later in the morning, various musical instruments were delivered one after another.
Inspection, signing, and placement on the shelves...especially the placement on the shelves, it took Tang Chao two full days to complete it. It was not because of obsessive-compulsive disorder, but the placement of goods is a science.
Similar to flower arranging, it is not acceptable to insert them randomly. You have to select materials according to a certain idea, follow certain creative rules, consider all aspects, and finally form a beautiful form. It does not seek to be pleasing to the eye or to gain spiritual resonance with beauty.
At least it can't be messy, with gold and jade on the outside and ruins on the inside, which is annoying.
Click, click... After everything was done, Tang Chao held up his mobile phone and took a few beautiful photos with the refracted afternoon light, then uploaded it to a newly created ball group and called everyone. In fact, the group
There are only three members including Tang Chao. Needless to say, the other two are Xie Wei and Tangdou.
Soon, an avatar with a long nickname of "Tang Yun Qinxie's facade, image ambassador and lucky cat" appeared, celebrating with flowers, thumbs up, and joy overflowing the screen.
These are jellybean shoes. Today is Saturday. Originally, she wanted to come over to help. However, Xie’s grandma’s condition relapsed, so she had to stay in the Xie family’s old house to express her happiness and send support and encouragement from a distance.
Xie Wei also gave a thumbs up, and then after the little girl calmed down for a while, she typed a reminder not to forget the cocktail party in the evening. Tang Chao saw it and replied casually.
At this time, the wind chimes tinkled. "Ouch..." A middle-aged man wearing a striped T-shirt and a somewhat stout figure pushed the door open and walked in. He seemed to be shocked by the exquisite decoration of the store.
Lu was shocked and subconsciously let out a low cry.
Tang Chao glanced at it. It didn't look like he was here to sell insurance or credit cards, so he walked over and said hello, "Hello, sir, our store has not officially opened yet. If you are interested in the musical instruments in the store, you can come back and have a look in a few days."
The middle-aged man came back to his senses, waved his hand and smiled: "I misunderstood, I came here to, um, make friends with your boss... Is your boss here?" He probably regarded Tang Chao as a sales receptionist in the store.
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Tang Chao didn't explain, and replied: "The boss is not here, so I usually look after this store."
The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard the words, and he could not help but look at the Tang Dynasty again. He patted his forehead and said, "Hey, my eyesight is stupid. My little brother is young and promising. What do you call him?" He handed it to him.
Zhang’s rather elegant business card reads, “I am Zhang Shanhai.”
Tang Chao took the business card and looked at it. My colleague is Zhang Shanhai, the regional manager of Xinyin Piano Store, followed by a phone number... Hey, should I also get some business cards and hand them out to everyone? They are all big and small now.
As for the boss, he also needs to promote the piano store... He thought about it in his mind and said politely: "It turns out to be Boss Zhang. I'm disrespectful. My surname is Tang, and my last name is only Chao."
"Tang Dynasty...the Tang Dynasty in Tang Dynasty? Ha, my little brother's name is quite grand! Oh, no wonder we chose this store name, Tang Yun Qinxie, it's not bad, it's very appropriate and it sounds nice." He gave a thumbs up and smiled.
Haha praise.
Tang Chao politely thanked him, and then the middle-aged man looked around the layout of the store and praised sincerely: "Boss Tang, the decoration of your piano store is really beautiful. Which decoration company can you hire? Can I go in and have a look if it's convenient?"
Tang Chao originally wanted to go to the lounge to wash up, change clothes, and go to Xie Wei's workplace. Fortunately, it was still early, so he didn't rush for a while, so he spread his hands and made an invitation: "Of course, all the visitors are here. Boss Zhang, please give me some advice."
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"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it, I just like it..."
He said he was looking at the decoration, and after half a circle, the middle-aged man brought up the musical instruments first, "Boss Tang, the quality of your guitars, violins, and brands are not low!" They are all insiders, not to mention their musical skills, and they have natural eyesight.
There is no shortage of them, especially for musical instruments.
Tang Chao nodded: "Well, we focus on the mid-to-high-end market."
This is inevitable. Tang Yun Qinxie is not a well-known piano store that he has joined, but is opened by his own family. To be more straightforward, it is okay to say that Xie Wei wants to give a certain salted fish a place to stay, and does not expect it to be able to run a good business.
Okay, so it’s more appropriate to take the small and precise route, work slowly and slowly, the competition is not so fierce, and you can afford to lose.
In the middle-aged man's words, this means he has vision and ideas. Of course, I don't know what he actually thinks in his heart. But then he widened his eyes, looked at the back of the hall, and put a message "Please don't touch at will".
The grand piano of the Prompt brand has a classical and solemn appearance, with staggered black and white keys, and the jet black body reflects a charming and sophisticated luster under the warm colors. It is like a proud curved-necked swan, elegant and noble.
Of course, what the middle-aged man may value more is the few English letters on the side of the piano body. He was dumbfounded: "This, this, this... Steinway? The old version?"
This shouldn’t be such a surprise. Although Steinway plays an important role in the piano world, as an insider, it is common to see a few good pianos.
The reason still lies in the year and model.
First of all, let’s talk about the age. Although the Steinway piano in front of you is extremely well maintained, it is undoubtedly not a new piano. This can be seen from many small details. Unlike electronic products, products in many fields are not newer and better.
, this is the case for Steinway pianos. The specific situation may be more accurately described by the words of the president of Steinway - Steinway's biggest rival is not low-priced products from Asia, nor is it high-end and high-end products from Europe.
We have been competing with our rivals for hundreds of years, but we produced high-quality products ourselves!
It is recognized in the piano industry that old Steinways are better than new ones.
Let’s talk about the model. This is probably the main reason why the middle-aged man was so shocked. He couldn’t name the specific model of the Steinway in front of him. There are only two reasons for this situation, one is fake and high imitation, and the other is private.
Customized, the latter is naturally the case at the moment...
This was not sent by the channel dealer, and it is impossible to give out such a piano for sale. This is Xie Wei's piano, a tenth birthday gift. Unfortunately, she later chose painting, and this piano has been there ever since.
It was placed in a room in her villa as a decoration, which was a bit wasteful, but the music store brought it here when it opened.
In terms of value, this piano is the treasure of Tangyun Qinxie. However, Tangchao has no plans to sell it to outsiders. Tangdou is still practicing piano. It is close to the school, so you can come here for practice in your free time.
Of course, the middle-aged man next to him who has been acting quite familiar since he entered the door but is now somewhat silent does not know this, otherwise his expression would be even more exciting. Such a machine is definitely worth more than one million.
The piano is for a little girl who is still in the learning stage to practice...
Having said that, do you think this is the end?
Let’s make a simple reasoning. Xie Wei has such a good piano but she can’t use it. Why didn’t she send it to the Xie family’s old house for Tangdou to use? There is only one truth. Yes, there is such a Stein in the Xie family’s old house.
Wei, although it is not a customized version, the age and quality are not much different...
After completing a circle, he said, "It's eye-opening! Really, Boss Tang, this is your piano!" He gave his thumbs up again, and the middle-aged man admired with sincerity, and then asked casually, "But I see this."
The layout of the store...isn’t the practice room here?”
Tang Chao waved his hand and explained: "We only sell pianos, not teach them."
The middle-aged man let out a sudden sigh, and sighed again: "I admire him! He is a young man after all, and he has courage!"
"Boss Zhang is so complimentary. Doesn't that mean he has no teaching qualifications?"
"Haha, I'm being humble... Okay, then Boss Tang, you are busy now, I won't disturb you, stay, stay."
Looking at the middle-aged man who politely pushed out the door, Tang Chao stood there and thought for a while, well, he came here to find out. The last question about teaching should be the real purpose of the other person's visit, as he was afraid of robbing students.
Is that... This is nonsense. There are several music shops in the old city. If I remember correctly, the New Sound Music Shop is the closest, just on the next corner street. It is reasonable to be worried.
However, Tang Chao shook his head and casually threw his business card on the cashier counter. Tang Yunqinxie had no intention of opening a training class in the first place, and was following a small but refined route, so there would be little business conflict between the two parties.
He took out his cell phone and checked the time. He had to go to Xie Wei's unit. In case someone came over later, he simply closed the door and walked to the inner lounge...
Outside the door, a middle-aged man walking dozens of meters away was talking to someone on the phone.
"Don't worry, Boss Lu...Bangchui, a purebred Bangchui! He is probably a rich second generation with a small amount of money at home. He is not clear-headed and wants to be literary and artistic, ha...but this one is really eye-opening, don't you?
See, the custom-made Steinway is still an old model from the 1980s and 1990s. The conservative estimate starts at 1.5 million. It’s really awesome..."
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At the same time, the flight landed at Lingjiang International Airport. A group of business delegations, surrounded by an old man holding a cane and with a receding silver-white hairline, walked out of a special passage. They were quite large, about thirty or forty people, men, women, old and young.
Yes, except for a few blond and blue-eyed Wai Guoren, the rest are all Asian faces with yellow skin and dark eyes, but I don’t know which country they are from.
For example, foreign investors who came to invest were greeted in the underground parking lot by several staff from the government investment promotion office, and their cars were arranged. However, there was a slight hiccup when allocating the cars. One man's temples were slightly frosty.
The old man with the handbag spoke English with a strong accent, and then switched to two more vague languages, vaguely Malay and Tamil, and kept talking to the driver.
Unfortunately, the driver did not understand foreign languages and was confused and smiled awkwardly. Fortunately, at this time, staff from the Investment Promotion Office and translators from the foreign business delegation came over.
"This gentleman is a full-time driver. He wants to drive his boss personally, so please get out of the car."
"Oh, no problem, no problem."
After a simple communication, the problem was solved. It turned out that the driver walked out of the car. The old man with slightly frosty temples opened the rear door, first invited the silver-haired old man into the car, then got into the driver's seat, and the motorcade drove out.
"It's not a small show, what's the background?" the investment promotion office staff who stayed on the spot asked their companions.
"Let me check... Wu Qingguang, a wealthy Singaporean businessman, engaged in electronics."
"I was shocked. I thought the richest man in Singapore was here."
"Haha, you think beautifully..."
Ten minutes later, on the airport expressway, in the middle of the motorcade, the silver-haired old man leaned on the back seat, tilting his head, looking calmly at the disappearing airport with cloudy eyes outside the window, quickly retreating into the woods and wilderness... After the car drove out of the underground parking lot,
He was in this posture without moving at all.
Finally, he raised his hand and patted the front seat. The old man, who was driving with slightly frosty temples, understood and controlled the steering wheel with one hand. With the other hand, he skillfully opened his leather bag and took out something like a remote control. It was an anti-monitoring device.
, press, the red light flashes slightly.
After waiting for about ten seconds, the silver-haired old man looked out the window and said, "Guzi, when was the last time we came to the inland?" What he said was standard Chinese, with a slight southern accent.
"Two thousand years ago, your mother passed away, and I accompanied you back to pay her respects. It was eleven years ago." The old man named Guzi had a good memory, and he spoke standard Chinese instead of the other people who had previously communicated with the driver in the underground parking lot.
Language.
"It turns out that it's been so long." The silver-haired old man's tone was full of vicissitudes of life. He was silent for a moment, shook his head slightly, and looked away from the window, "Azheng, has there been any news from Xiao Wei?"
"There was a rumor in the early morning, and we are still monitoring it. It is not going well. In the past few days, the target has taken on an interview assignment and often visits the local police station."
"Well, after you arrive at the hotel and settle down later, you can send a text message and ask them to lurk on the spot. In addition, A Yuan and the others will arrive tomorrow and let them lurk. Without my order, they are not allowed to contact each other, nor are they allowed to lurk there.
Feel free to go out.”
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After hesitating for a moment, the silver-haired old man sighed and said again: "Maybe I am really old. I have been a little uneasy recently, as if something is about to happen... Guzi, you said this mission, should we accept it or not?"
It was this old man named Gu Zi. If he had changed the place and the person, the silver-haired old man would never have shown such an expression and said these words.
Because his code name is Rivet, the boss of the Asian underground world, the founder of the famous Accidental Killer Group, and Murphy!
As for Gu Zi, who drives the car, he is Rivet's childhood playmate, similar to the former book boy of a wealthy family. After decades of ups and downs, the two of them traveled from inland to founding Murphy, and built such a great reputation. He is also the founding founder of the group.
The first killer at that time. Of course, now he has washed his hands in a golden basin just like Rivet, and basically stopped taking action.
By the way, the identity of Singaporean wealthy businessman Ng Qing Guang is also real. It is just a second identity. The killer usually operates it. The difference is that this rivet has been raised for decades. If it were not for this special situation, he would not use it easily.
Therefore, the business delegation and so on are also real, and they are all employees who are on normal business trips, except for the two of them. The best way to hide it is whether it is true or not.
"Master, I know your concerns." Guzi said softly, "You are worried that the person standing behind the target, the person who killed Ajie, is the ghost who has been in the limelight for the past year."
"Yes, it is said that this man is active in Lingjiang, and there is a certain chance that he will bump into him." Rivet frowned slightly, and a look of fear appeared on his old face with ravines, "If it is really him, we came here in the wrong way this time.
His past record is truly astonishing and cannot be easily offended."
Nodding in agreement, "There are not many killers in the interior, and even fewer are active in Lingjiang. From the probability point of view, it is indeed very possible. But..." After a pause, Gu Zi continued, "If it is really him, Azheng and the others are monitoring the target.
It makes no sense that there has been no movement at all for such a long time. This is a bit unreasonable."
"So your judgment is to accept this mission?"
Gu Zi shook his head: "I just tried my best to inform the master of all the situations. It is up to you to decide how to decide."
"Ha, you are still like this after all these years, never breaking the rules." Rivet laughed and shook his head, "Then, let's wait and see and contact our regular customers first. His situation is not very good recently..."
The topic stopped here, Rivet looked out the window again, his cloudy eyes showed emotion: "I saw some clues last time I came here, but I didn't expect that in just ten years, the inland changes would be so drastic, and it would be nothing more than earth-shaking.
Bar!"
After a pause, he continued, "I just...I don't know if my hometown has changed, whether the old locust tree in the courtyard of the old house is still there, whether my mother's grave is regularly worshiped and cleaned..."
"It shouldn't be a problem. We left a lot of money when we came back last time." Gu Zi comforted her and then suggested, "How about taking this opportunity to go back and have a look?"
Rivet Rivet was obviously moved when he heard this, but after pondering for a while, he finally shook his head: "Forget it, I'm timid about being close to home, and it's important to do things. There will always be opportunities in the future, and then we can consider whether to return to our roots."