You must know that although the wealthy family in Hong Kong operates a real estate company and a restaurant that looks small in scale, in fact the wealthy family is an invisible family. If it really starts to move, whether it is white or underworld, there are really not many people who dare to mess with it. .
Fu Chaming's grandfather was a decisive and even ruthless figure in the world. In Hong Kong of his time, if you were not ruthless, you would not be able to stand, let alone build a family business.
Although he had never seen his grandfather take action, he had heard his father mention that his grandfather had chopped off the rich family's first fortune alone with a knife, and many people died that night.
Therefore, the grandpa, who was like a hero, actually showed a fearful look. Fu Chaming couldn't understand this old man sitting in an old house in the mainland who looked like he had many age spots on his face.
"There's no need to go through such trouble. I didn't leave back then, and it's even more impossible to leave now. My roots can't be left in Sijiu City. If we have a chance to see you again in the future, forget it if we don't." Old Man Xuan shook his head, his face not showing any signs of change. With an expression on his face, he turned to look at Yang Dongxu.
"Give Ming one of the snuff bottles on the table."
"Okay." Yang Dongxu nodded, ran into the room, picked one of the two snuff bottles, took it out and handed it to Fu Chaming.
Fu Chaming's eyes lit up when he saw the snuff bottle. Compared to Yang Dongxu, who had been influenced by antique calligraphy and painting for several years, he was still as confused about antique calligraphy and painting as Wu Aibing was obsessed with bicycle strips. He obviously had some discernment and knew that it was a good thing.
"Thank you Master Xuan for the reward." Fu Chaming stretched out his hands and took it respectfully. Although he was interested, he did not play with it carefully or watch it in his hands, but put it away first.
"Yes." Old Man Xuan nodded lightly, glanced at Yang Dongxu next to him and said, "This is my successor Yang Dongxu. If we get along, you can get along more."
"Hello, Uncle Yang." Fu Chaming's face stiffened for a moment, but he still saluted Yang Dongxu with his fists clasped.
"Hello, hello, there's no need to be so polite. We each do our own thing, and each of us does our own thing. Just call me Xuzi." Yang Dongxu was startled by Fu Chaming's title.
What happened today was so weird that it always frightened him.
"With such seniority, juniors don't dare." Although Fu Chaming was also very awkward, he didn't dare to go overboard in the slightest.
"I'm not that old-fashioned. How you get along is your own business. I won't interfere." Old Man Xuan said in a calm tone: "Go and take out the letter from the table in my room."
Old man Xuan ordered Yang Dongxu and continued to say to Fu Chaming: "Xin, please bring it to your grandfather when you go back, and give me a message by the way. Since he has taken root there and is doing well, then he can continue to live his own life." Well, I’m too old to bother with anything anymore.”
"Junior will definitely bring it." Fu Chaming respectfully saluted as a junior.
After taking Fu Chaming out of the courtyard, Yang Dongxu breathed a sigh of relief. He also felt that Fu Chaming breathed a sigh of relief. The atmosphere inside just now was so weird that people didn't dare to speak loudly.
"Brother Chaming, it's noon now, shall we go have dinner first?" Yang Dongxu said after leaving the gate.
"Are you not from the clan?" Fu Chaming did not reply to Yang Dongxu's words, but was stunned for a moment with a look of disbelief on his face.
"People from the clan, what clan?" Yang Dongxu was a little confused by Fu Chaming's words.
Seeing that Yang Dongxu didn't look like he was joking, Fu Chaming raised his eyebrows, turned around and glanced at the courtyard, looking back as if he had made some decision.
"My surname is Fucha, not Fu. You can just call me Xiaoming."
"Fucha? That's a compound surname, but I've only heard the compound surname Ouyang. Nangong or something like that. You are rare. I'll call you Brother Ming. I'll call you Xiao Ming. You're older than me. You're awkward and I'm awkward too." Yang Dongxu smiled. Said something.
At the same time, I am also muttering in my heart, I am also happy to call you Xiao Ming, but I am just waiting for the story about that unlucky kid in the future to come out. If someone calls you Xiao Ming, it would be strange if you don't fight him with a knife.
Yang Dongxu didn't care about the clan members Fu Chaming mentioned. Since Old Man Xuan didn't tell him, it means it's not time to say it, or there's no need to explain.
First, he took Fu Chaming to the Yang Family Banquet for a meal, and then he called a taxi very luxuriously and took him around Sijiu City. He saw that Fu Chaming seemed to be more interested in old objects, so he took him He went for a walk to Panjiayuan and sent him back to the hotel when Panjiayuan was closed in the evening.
I picked him up early the next morning, had breakfast first, and then went to the courtyard to say goodbye to Old Man Xuan. It wasn't until Yang Dongxu put Fu Chaming on the plane that he turned back to the courtyard.
"Old Xuan has a story." Upon arriving at Dean Sihe, Yang Dongxu said directly as he looked at Old Man Xuan who was very comfortable in the rocking chair with his eyes closed.
"If I didn't have some moral skills, I would have been pissed to death by you, a little bastard." Old man Xuan opened his eyes a slit and narrowed his eyes at Yang Dongxu.
"That Fu Chaming..."
"Judge for yourself. If you feel good, treat him as a friend and work together. As long as his grandfather is still alive, you can use it with confidence." When old man Xuan said this, a gleam flashed in his narrowed eyes.
However, his eyes were squinted, and Yang Dongxu didn't pay attention, so he didn't see this brilliant light.
"The previous owners of this yard were like Fu Chaming and his family?" Yang Dongxu couldn't help but ask.
"He is far from the best. He doesn't belong to the mainstream at all. The first reason I took him into this courtyard was because he liked the treasure house under his feet, and the second was to save some face for his ancestors. But when he went to Hong Kong, before he left, I asked him to give it to me. I brought a message to the rich family."
"A rich family, isn't it a Fucha family?"
"It's all the same." Old Man Xuan said calmly, his expression still unchanged.
"Oh." Yang Dongxu scratched his head and didn't know what to ask for a while.
"If you are interested in those people in the north, I can help you introduce them when I have the chance. It is up to you to judge whether they can do it. However, although some of them are somewhat capable, most of them are a trouble." Old Man Xuan opened his eyes seriously. He glanced at Yang Dongxu.
"Well... forget it, just let it go. If you can meet or use it when the time comes, just get in touch with it. If it doesn't work, forget it. I won't force it." Yang Dongxu shook his head.
Old Man Xuan's identity has always been shrouded in mystery, but although he doesn't know what Old Man Xuan did before, looking at Fu Chaming's posture today, the story behind it is not trivial.
So since Old Man Xuan didn't intend to let him take over completely, although Yang Dongxu was very curious, he was a little cautious in his heart. This was not to guard against Old Man Xuan.
But as long as he opened his mouth, Old Man Xuan would definitely tell him, but after he knew it, he would have to take over. Old Man Xuan's education is that if you want it, I will give it to you, but after giving it, you must learn to use it well, otherwise the punishment of a spanking will be light.
So before he was unsure who those people were, Yang Dongxu was prepared to observe. Don't take over when the time comes. If you can't play well and get lectured by Old Man Xuan, you will be the one who suffers in the end.
A few days after Fu Chaming's incident, Ono, who Yang Dongxu thought had returned to RB, came to visit again with his good-looking assistant. This time, he was accompanied by a government external staff member.
After looking at Ono, and then at the government staff who looked surprised when they discovered that the person RB was negotiating with was actually a child, Yang Dongxu already understood something in his heart.
"Xiao Xujun, please forgive me for disturbing you again." Ono bowed and said politely.
Don't think that bowing to you means that RB people are very polite or have great respect for you. A RB person's bow is just like a Chinese nod to say hello. It doesn't mean how respectful they are to you as you think.
"The printing of "Dragon Ball" seems to have been suspended. I hope this matter won't drag on for too long, otherwise I will really have to find a lawyer." Yang Dongxu glanced at Ono, the expression on his face was not good.
In the past few days, Yang Dongxu has been paying attention to the sales of "Dragon Ball" at RB. Now, except for Hao Yifan or Ono Matsutomo a few years ago, Yang Dongxu needs to work hard to get the situation abroad.
Now that reform and opening up has been implemented, the number of foreign businessmen in Shenzhen is increasing rapidly, especially RB companies are particularly active. Therefore, it is very convenient for Wu Aibing, who already has some foundation in Shenzhen, to help Yang Dongxu inquire about RB's affairs.
"Yes, Mr. Xiaoxu, I also want to re-draw the contract as soon as possible to get the cooperation back on track."
"Redraw the contract? NO, NO, NO, Ono-kun, I think you are overthinking. Since the contract has been signed, it must be implemented. If you want to break the contract, please pay liquidated damages. Three days, I will only give you three days. Time, if it's still like this in three days, then I think Shueisha will receive a lawyer's letter, and at the same time, it will see newspapers and so on." Yang Dongxu showed a sneer on his lips.
He suddenly discovered that RB people can be so naive sometimes, so blatantly trying to take money out of their own pockets. He stared at such small actions. He still thought he could succeed. He didn't know who gave him the confidence.
"Xiao Xujun, the relationship between us is quite harmonious, isn't it? We..." Ono said while winking at the middle-aged man next to him.
"Harmony? I don't think so. I gave you a very good work, but now I haven't received a cent. When I was about to get the money, you asked me to modify the contract. Do you think this kind of relationship is harmonious? "Yang Dongxu interrupted Xiaoye with a mocking look on his face.
"This little comrade..."
"I understand what he means by inviting you here, but this matter is a business transaction between private individuals, and we signed a contract three years ago. Don't talk to me about national interests, and be friendly to foreign friends.
Unless you can compensate me for millions of losses. Of course, these millions of losses are not RMB, let alone Japanese yen, but US dollars. If you can decide the compensation, then go ahead and I have no objection. "Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he was blocked directly by Yang Dongxu.
"This...I don't know what's going on here, but with millions of dollars of cooperation, our country..."
"I know that the country is short of foreign exchange. If the price is reasonable and you want to exchange it, I have no problem with it. If you dare to ask me to donate selflessly for the construction of the motherland, I will dare to throw you out directly." Yang Dongxu looked a little unkind.
"No...it won't happen..." The middle-aged man waved his hands quickly.
It showed that the middle-aged man was surprised by Yang Dongxu's age and frightened by the multi-million-dollar transaction involved. He didn't know what to say for a while.
However, he still had some sense at this time. Regardless of the age of the child in front of him, since it involved millions of dollars in transactions, this was U.S. dollars. It was definitely not something that he, an external staff member, could handle. This matter must be reported. Let the decision be made from above.
"Ono-kun, I have three days, I don't care if you call back now to file a complaint or fly back to RB to discuss it. If this continues after three days, I will find a lawyer to sue for breach of contract."
"Xiao Xujun, Xiao Xujun, we can discuss, we can discuss again." Onomatsuchi really didn't expect that he invited an official, but instead of solving the matter, he received an ultimatum.
The lawsuit must not be fought. Even if they win, Shueisha's reputation will be ruined. No matter how they refute the rumors, they cannot change the contract signed three years ago. Now they want to break the contract for more benefits.
Those who read comics can still get confused by reading the news and so on. But those cartoonists, especially famous cartoonists, have their own personal assistants.
Those shrewd assistants are not fools that can be fooled by anyone. Their interests are bound to those of the cartoonists. Once it happens that Shueisha wins the lawsuit because it forcibly broke the contract and took advantage of the relationship, it will definitely be a scandal.
In the future, no one will sign contracts with them unless they pay a higher price or even pay a sufficient deposit to sign good cartoonists.
If Yang Dongxu is Chinese, he doesn't have much influence in RB. There is nothing they can do about those cartoonists cooperating with other cartoon clubs. After all, cartoonists are free, and Shueisha's competitors are not easy to mess with.
Ignoring Onosatsuchi's expression as if his father had died, Yang Dongxu turned around and walked out.
Yang Dongxu had just left the house and reflected: "NND this is my home, right? Why do I leave every time? Find a different place to discuss things next time, otherwise it will always feel weird to leave from your own home first every time."
Xiaoye didn't care how Yang Dongxu went back to talk to his leader, but he didn't wait for the results. I went to hang up the phone with Wu Aibing and found that the package I had mailed a few days ago had been received.
So the next day, some well-known comics companies in RB received news that the author of "Dragon Ball" had begun the public prosecution process against Shueisha because he wanted to re-sign an unequal contract.
At the same time, the author of "Dragon Ball" started looking for cooperation with comic publishers for his new comic "Pokémon". Although everyone knows that this is putting pressure on Shueisha, no matter how Shueisha declares or how the common interests of the publishing house need to be safeguarded, the cartoonist cannot be allowed to do whatever he wants, especially when the cartoon is being told by a foreigner.
When several comic publishers saw the comic manuscripts of "Pokémon" that had been mailed to them, they couldn't sit still for a moment. They actively started to contact the mainland, and at the same time applied for customs clearance passports and rushed to Yanjing.
"This is Pikachu, which is popular all over the world. Shueisha asked you if you are afraid of it?"
After hearing the news from Wu Aibing, three of the top ten comics companies in RB wanted to pick up "Pokémon". Yang Dongxu hung up the phone while humming a song.
I have something to go out for a while, so I rushed out a slightly larger chapter. Please give me your recommendation votes and favorites in the new week. Thank you for your support by collecting and voting.
