Weihai was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he was not the only one in the room. He quickly took two steps back and turned to look at the owner of the voice.
In the middle of the room, on a dark green emerald recliner, a young man was half-lying. His face could not be seen clearly. He could only see the cattail leaf fan in the young man's hand fanning gently. The movement was very light, but Weihai could faintly feel it. A gust of cool breeze blew against my face.
This dark green jade should be the most expensive ice jade on the market today. It has a crystal clear beauty under the reflection of the sun.
Weihai also knows many people who use this kind of jade to make some furniture or tea cups, but most of them are for decoration or collection. Like this young man, he lay on a recliner worth nearly ten million and rocked back and forth without feeling any distress. Yes, this is the first time I’ve seen Weihai.
From the moment you enter until now, the owner of this coffee shop gives people a sense of arrogance and money that is not considered money. But it's not the kind of deliberate revelation, it's like it leaks out inadvertently, which is extremely normal.
"I missed this calligraphy at an auction a few years ago, which was a bit regretful. Later I heard that the calligraphy at the auction was also fake, so I always wanted to see where the original was. This one on the wall It looked too realistic, and I was a little too excited for a while." Weihai replied carefully.
"Oh? Why can't the painting on the wall be authentic?" The young man tilted his head and asked curiously.
Weihai was stunned, as if he had not expected this situation.
"I heard that the original calligraphy is actually collected in the National Palace Museum in Taipei..."
"Who can be sure that the one in Taipei is not a fake." The young man said with a smile: "Fake can also be real and real can also be fake. It is still unclear who is the 'real' one."
Weihai was shocked and couldn't help but walked over to the copybook and looked at it carefully. From the material of the paper and the traces of ink, this calligraphy looked very much like a work from the Eastern Jin Dynasty. To put it in perspective, , if it is really of a similar age, even if it is not an authentic work, this fake can still fetch hundreds of millions of dollars.
"It's so similar, but it's a pity that I have little talent and knowledge, so I really can't tell the difference." Weihai sighed.
"If you really like it, I will give this calligraphy to you."
"Ah?" Weihai opened his mouth wide, "Isn't this a bit too expensive? The price of this calligraphy...even if it is a fake, it is extremely expensive."
The boy stood up from the lounge chair, walked to the window and looked at the sunset that was slowly setting in the sky. He wrote lightly: "Such calligraphy and painting are everywhere in this room. I keep them just as decorations. Why don't you give them to me?" People you really like can make others happy too.”
Weihai didn't know how to answer for a moment, but his eyes looking at the copybook became even hotter.
"Are you Mr. Zhang Ziqing?" Weihai asked carefully.
The boy didn't answer, but he accepted it as acquiescence.
Although I can probably guess it, the age of Zhang Ziqing in front of me does not seem to match his wealth and his taste for antiques. Could it be that he is a child of a hidden wealthy family?
"Hello Mr. Zhang, my name is Weihai, I..."
"1.3 billion is indeed not a small amount, not to mention cash that will be used soon." Weihai was interrupted by Zhang Ziqing in the middle of his words, "But to me, this is really just a small thing. I can add 1.3 billion to your account in five minutes, or more."
Weihai took a deep breath. If he had heard this sentence before, he would have thought it was a lie, but now that he is standing in this room, he no longer has any doubts about this sentence.
The items in the room alone far exceed 1.3 billion, but this Zhang Ziqing doesn't seem to care at all, which also means that his personal assets may be a very scary number, even at his peak, it is more than but.
Weihai forced down his inner excitement and asked carefully: "Mr. Zhang, how much interest do I need to pay?"
Zhang Ziqing shook his head, "I can give you this money without paying interest, but you have to use your most precious thing in exchange for me."
"The most precious thing?" Weihai thought for a moment, "I have a villa of more than a thousand square meters in Yuehai Villa in Pingjiang City, and there are more than a dozen precious sports cars in the underground garage... If these are If it's not enough, I can also give part of the group's shares to Mr. Zhang. Although the group is about to go bankrupt, if I can have funds, I am still very sure that I can make a comeback."
These things add up to Weihai's entire net worth. If it can really turn around this time, based on the future market value of Weihai Group, these shares will far exceed 1.3 billion.
But what Weihai didn't expect was that Zhang Ziqing shook his head after hearing this.
"Mr. Zhang, do you still feel dissatisfied?"
"What I want is not money." Zhang Ziqing turned around and sat back on the recliner, "As you can see, there are a lot of objects in this room. Just take a few of them and they will help you tide over the difficulties. The rest will help you tide over the difficulties." The money is enough for you to start another fight with your opponent.
But I don't remember how many of these things there are and where they are usually placed. If something disappears, I can always come up with a new one to fill its place. So, does Mr. Wei think material things can still impress me? "
Weihai was silent for a while and then spoke again, "Besides money, I really can't think of anything else precious that I can exchange with you."
"The most precious things in a person's life are not just material money, family affection, love, friendship or moral character, etc. These things are far more valuable than money." Zhang Ziqing said softly, "Money is only temporary, but human beings Complex emotions can last forever."
"Mr. Zhang, you want me to exchange my feelings for you?" Weihai quickly understood what the other party meant.
Zhang Ziqing did not answer directly, "How is the relationship between Mr. Wei and Mrs. Wei?"
Weihai was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why Zhang Ziqing suddenly asked this question, but he still nodded, "Of course, Yihan has been with me since I started my business. At the beginning, the two of us were crowded into a room with only In a small rental house of 20 square meters, we would leave early and come home late every day. Even in the most difficult times, we couldn't afford the electricity bill. So the two of us would light candles and eat in the house. After dinner, we would go to McDonald's or KFC to use electricity to charge our mobile phones.
During this period, I persuaded Yihan many times to let her leave me as soon as possible and leave this life without any hope. But Yihan never gave up. Instead, she comforted and encouraged me when I was emotionally unstable and wanted to give up, allowing me to keep going.
After about three or four years of this kind of life, my career slowly started to get on the right track, and we also changed from the 20-square-meter rental house to a 90-square-meter house. Although the house is still not big, it is the first real home in our lives.
Since then, my life can be said to be like a fish in water, and the development of the company has been smooth sailing. Soon I had the first ten million in my life.
After making money, I fulfilled my promise to Yihan, held a wedding at sea for her, and spent a month taking her around the world. Not long after, our daughter was born healthy and healthy.
I originally thought that my life would continue smoothly like this, until this time Shao Yuchen's fierce attack made me hit the bottom again.
I’m not afraid of making fun of you. This morning in front of my house, my house was almost taken away by the court. It was Yihan who ran out with a bucket of gasoline and poured gasoline directly on herself to defeat the people in the court. Drive away.
But because of this, Yihan is still lying unconscious at home. I am a man, and now I can’t even protect my wife, so I have to rely on her to save me..."
At this point, Wei Hai's voice was already trembling slightly, and his eyes were visibly red.
"It seems that Mrs. Wei is indeed the most important person in your life." Zhang Ziqing nodded.
It seemed that because he had just recalled the shared experiences he and his wife had shared over the years, Weihai gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to look at Zhang Ziqing again, "Mr. Zhang, you already know my situation now. I am serious now." We really need this money to save our lives. My wife, daughter, including my company, all hope is pinned on you."
Looking at Weihai's hopeful eyes, Zhang Ziqing waved the cattail leaf fan in his hand, "If the price of getting this money is to exchange for Mr. Wei's love, will Mr. Wei be willing?"
"Love?" Weihai frowned, "You mean, Yihan..."
Zhang Ziqing shook his head, "Literally, everyone has seven emotions and six desires, and love is one of them. Mr. Wei is willing to give me his love, which is the ability to love others, then I will give you this money."
Weihai looked at the young man in front of him, and after a long time he still couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Zhang, are you kidding? You have already said that this is a human being's seven emotions and six desires. Give it to you if you can? Even if I say it, give it to me. Yes, but who can control whether I still have the ability to love?"
Weihai sighed inwardly. It seemed that there was no hope for this trip. This young man seemed to be out of his mind. How could anyone regard feelings as an exchange.
"As for the exchange, you know it won't have any impact on Mr. Wei. As long as you agree to sign a contract with me, I will naturally take away the love and you will get what you want."
Weihai was a little hesitant. He naturally didn't believe that someone could charge nonsense like love. Even if he agreed to him, he couldn't control whether he could still love others or get the money. No matter what, it sounded like he was It's earned.
But I don't know why, but I have a strong premonition in my heart, telling myself that once this contract is signed, I may really lose something very precious.
After struggling for a while, Weihai made up his mind and stood up, "Mr. Zhang, thank you for your kindness, but my intuition tells me that I cannot sign this contract. I love Yihan. If I give up Yihan for the company, Han, that is also unacceptable to me."
After saying that, Weihai turned around and prepared to leave, not daring to stay here any longer for fear that he might change his mind at any time.
"Mr. Wei should still have some time. If you change your mind, you can come back to me at any time. In addition to the 1.3 billion you want, I can give you another 5 billion so that you can make a comeback."
Zhang Ziqing's voice came from behind. The new conditions made Weihai couldn't help but stop again. After staying in place for a while, Weihai still suppressed his desire to turn back and walked out. Room.
"Mr. Wei, have you finished talking?" In the lobby on the first floor, Su Ran, who was chatting with the clerk, saw Weihai walking down the stairs and handed over the car keys on the table. "The gas has been filled. Look. It seems like I haven’t rested for a long time, so I have to drive slower on the road.”
"Okay, thank you, Miss Su." Weihai took the key. He still had a good impression of this little girl, who was about the same age as his own daughter.
Su Ran smiled, signaled to Weihai that you're welcome, and then watched Weihai's lonely figure leave the coffee shop step by step.
