As they talked, the two of them quickly arrived at the main room.
"Make a pot of tea!"
Chu Heng pointed to the direction of the chest of drawers and walked towards the Arhat's bed.
"well."
Wan Xiaotian stepped forward, expertly took out the teapot, and found the box of Mingqian Longjing that his boss loved to drink. After opening it, he carefully picked up some tea leaves with tweezers and put them into the teapot. Then he took the kettle and poured it in. boiling water.
"Crash!"
The steaming hot white water flows down, floating in the belly of the teapot. The green tea leaves floating in the water slowly stretch out, like green leaf elves dancing gracefully, which is really beautiful.
Smelling the faint aroma of tea wafting from the teapot, Wan Xiaotian looked at Chu Heng who was lazily leaning on the Arhat bed with his eyes closed and resting. There was a look of hesitation on his face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and filled the cup with boiling water. Before leaving, he gently placed the teapot on the small table on the Arhat's bed, and said with a smile: "Master Chu, I heard Master Yan say that among the things we brought back this time, there is a pretty good treasure. "
"What baby?" Chu Heng didn't even raise his eyes when he heard this, looking like he wasn't too interested.
He has been collecting antiques for so long and has so many treasures in his hands that he has long been accustomed to them.
"A gold and silver cloud pattern tripod." Wan Xiaotian said softly: "Master Yan said it was from the Han Dynasty."
"..."
Chu Heng, who was still a little drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes after hearing this. The word "Sichuan" slowly wrinkled between his eyebrows, and his expression became a little complicated and difficult to understand.
Gold and silver coins are not uncommon here. In the past few years, Yan Muze and Zhang Yiyi have gotten him a few pieces. If the real thing is a normal gold and silver coin, the most he can do is Be happy, but not too excited.
It's so damn immortal, but this thing has the word "moire pattern" on it...
Moiré, Yunwen.
This was a name that he had been deliberately avoiding and did not want to think of, because Wan Xiaotian's words still emerged from the depths of his heart.
In an instant, the figure of that tall, slender, daring to love, dare to hate, fiery crazy woman appeared in Chu Heng's mind uncontrollably.
I don’t know what happened to that silly bitch now.
Chu Heng sighed secretly, his good mood suddenly turned bad, and his thoughts drifted thousands of miles away without realizing it.
"Master Chu?" Wan Xiaotian saw that he was in a daze and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? You don't like this thing? I remember that you were very proud before, right?"
"No, I quite like it."
Chu Heng suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head and curled up the longing into a ball again, stuffing it back into his heart, then reached out to take the cigarette from Wan Xiaotian, and casually chatted with him about the antiques he had brought back this time.
During this period, Wan Xiaotian showed hesitation several times, hesitating, and his expression was very artificial. He obviously had something to say, but it was inconvenient to speak directly, so he deliberately pretended to show it to him.
When Chu Heng saw this, he immediately frowned and said angrily: "If you fart, just let it go immediately. Young lady, you can't even play in front of me!"
"Hehe." Wan Xiaotian smiled coquettishly, then diligently picked up the teapot and refilled his cup of tea, and asked tentatively with a flattering look on his face: "Master Chu, I just want to ask you, what are you doing with Third Master and the others?" Can you give me a share of that business that can earn you hundreds of thousands a year? It doesn’t take much, just give me tens of thousands a year.”
"What kind of spring and autumn dream are you dreaming about?" Chu Heng glared at him: "If you come back early, we can still discuss this matter. Now that Du San and An Rongyuan have smoothed the road, what are you doing? You haven't done anything yet and you still want to pick fruits? Do you believe they can chop them alive?"
After hearing this, Wan Xiaotian's face turned bitter, but he was unwilling to give up such a big piece of cake. He continued to beg rather unwillingly: "Then I am looking for compensation? Haven't they not gone to buy goods yet? I'll wait for this year. It’s cold, I’ll go with you!”
Chu Heng waved his hand impatiently: "Ganggun, don't nag me like this. If you say there's no chance, there's no chance. Just wait until the end of the year. You'll have the chance to make a fortune then."
"Why."
Seeing that he was a little angry, Wan Xiaotian quickly shut up and sighed with a wry smile. At the same time, he felt extremely regretful about his behavior of lingering in the big city and refusing to come back.
If he came back early, how could he miss such a good opportunity to make a fortune!
A sale worth hundreds of thousands!
You can earn tens of thousands just by drinking soup!
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine for him in this world. If you miss some opportunities, you will miss them. You can only wait for the next time.
"Why!"
With another sigh, Wan Xiaotian quickly regained his composure, chatted with Chu Heng for a while, drank tea for a while, then got up and went to the deaf old lady's room, and said hello to the two old ladies. One person also gave ten yuan.
The two elder sisters were extremely satisfied with this. Compared with those guys like Xie Lixuan who always gave away a bunch of useless supplements, the money was better.
Then he played with the two children in the house for a while, until Ni Yinghong and the others came back, then he came out of the house, had two drinks with Chu Heng and his eldest cousin, and then left.
Not long after he left, around seven o'clock, Chu Heng got into bed early. Waiting until midnight, he slipped out of the house again and drove the Jiefang truck he got from Lou's family in batches. The things Wan Xiaotian and the others brought back were taken away and packed into the warehouse.
It is worth mentioning that among the things they brought back from the big city this time, there were indeed many good things. In future generations, it would be conservatively estimated to be five or six billion!
This not only made Chu Heng more confident.
…
The next day.
Chu Heng, who had been busy for most of the night, did not stay in bed. He climbed out of bed early. After breakfast, he went to the Grain Management Office to take charge.
Under his command and the optimization of the family building, the Sixth District Grain Management Office's broken car with a loose structure and very loose coordination began to rotate rapidly.
After coming to the unit in the morning to report in, Huang Mingfeng, who had received the assignment yesterday, met with Bai Hongyang, chief of the finance section, and Chen Qi, chief of the security section, and called on several accountants and cashiers from the finance section, as well as some from the security section. A gang of young men with guns stormed towards the transport team, riding on a large truck in a menacing manner towards the steel rolling mill.
When they arrived at the place by car, the old man guarding the gate of the steel rolling mill almost peeed in fear when he saw this posture.
Good guy!
There were seven or eight strong young men standing in the carriage holding rifles. Those who didn't know better thought they were here to attack the steel rolling mill!
Just like that, under the frightened eyes of the old man, the truck slowly stopped in front of the gate. Then Huang Mingfeng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, got out of the cab, came to the gate with a smile, handed over a cigarette, and said : "Man, please excuse me, we are from the Sixth District Grain Management Office, and we are here to come to your factory director to collect... um, withdraw money."
"Withdraw money? You are a bit like robbing money. Good guy, this fight scared me!" The old man looked at the group of young men in the carriage with lingering fear, grinned, then turned around and picked up the intercom phone and called The factory called.
The flu is so bad this time. I have a fever and a cough. It feels like my lungs are going to explode. It’s so uncomfortable.
Everyone, please pay more attention to your health and don't catch a cold. It's too uncomfortable.
