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Chapter 387 I am a creditor, but I am not stupid(1/2)

Not only Pengcheng Red Bull Drinks, but also Fenghua brand clothing is popular in the 23rd Olympics.

It’s just that Fenghua brand clothing is already very popular, but this time it’s just a little bit more popular.

Before the opening of the Olympics, all sales channels under Pengcheng No. 7 factory had cultural shirts and sportswear printed with the avatars of mainland sports stars.

At that time, many people in the clothing industry did not understand that these cultural shirts and sportswear were very time-sensitive. If they could not be sold after the Olympics, wouldn’t they be thrown into their hands? Or they would be sold at a loss or even at a loss?

However, the success of Fenghua Brand still attracted many speculators, and a group of followers flocked to the streets, with cultural shirts with the fifth ring logo on the streets.

But they only printed some clothes with five rings, and rarely printed avatars. One reason was that the version was complicated and it was too late, and the other was that they were not sure who could get the brand.

You printed Zhang San and thought he could win the gold medal, but Zhang San performed poorly. The customer scolded him too late. Who would you sell to?

But soon they were shocked. As the flower-planting athletes continued to win gold medals and medals, people suddenly discovered that most of the Fenghua cards were guessed.

Later, according to insiders, Fenghua Card has a close contact with the Olympic delegation and obtained first-hand training materials. After the experts used scientific methods to analyze it, a winning chance table was drawn. Therefore, Fenghua Card's clothes were targeted, and nine out of ten shots were hit.

Well, this master is said to be very young.

......clothing

Old Song was wearing a Fenghua brand Olympic commemorative cultural shirt with a portrait of the gymnastics prince, wearing a pair of very fashionable sports shoes, and slowly walked into the school on his tricycle and headed to his English training class.

As a result, after arriving at the training class, I found that no one was attending class today, and only Teacher Ai was walking around there.

"Hey, what's wrong, Teacher Ai, why didn't there be any students here today?"

"I asked them to go back. You have come to Master Song, come with me."

Seeing that Lao Song was coming, Teacher Ai quickly pushed his bicycle on and asked Lao Song to follow him.

Old Song still turned the tricycle slowly and asked slowly: "Where are you going in a hurry? You have to tell me!"

Teacher Ai whispered to Lao Song: "I have found two good things for my family, so you can help me with your palms."

"Good stuff? What good stuff?"

Old Song's eyes lit up, and his happy big yellow teeth were exposed.

But Teacher Ai was anxious and did not notice Lao Song's abnormality, but just urged him to leave quickly.

"Go away! I'll tell you again on the way, I made an appointment with someone at 7 o'clock, you're so late today

I said that our training class has made a lot of money, so you can find a way to get me a car! I have been tired of leg pain all day long after riding a bicycle."

Lao Song nodded repeatedly: "That's that's it. You really shouldn't ride a bicycle like you, but it's not easy to get a car in the mainland. At most, I can get a motorcycle for you."

"Okay, okay! Motorcycles are OK, buy me the best one, don't care about the price."

"That's sure! Mr. Ai is not the one who is short of money either! Haha~"

Old Song rode a tricycle behind Teacher Ai, looking at his back, showing a contemptuous expression.

When Lao Song first met Mr. Ai, the other party talked to him in the form of a "noble" style.

But no matter how much your body is held, your mouth cannot deceive people.

Lao Song took Mr. Ai to eat the delicious food in the capital, and his saliva was clattering! He couldn't even chew it carefully and swallowed slowly. He had to eat it quickly to hide the Adam's apple that was constantly swallowing.

Real nobles, can you eat a bite?

He is not customized overseas and does not wear it. He is wearing a suit worth tens of thousands of dollars. As a result, Lao Song has put on several Fenghua cards for him. He cherishes every day and doesn't even let him get a hair.

A real nobleman, can you care whether your clothes are dirty or not? You don’t have to wash them if they are dirty.

As for the look of Mr. Ai looking at the beautiful girl, let alone, it is like she has never seen a woman in her eight lives.

A real nobleman, will he lack women?

【It’s obviously a beggar, but you still have to be recharged. Have you recharged it? 】

However, no matter how much Lao Song despises Mr. Ai, Mr. Ai is still very valuable. Since it is valuable, it can be provided for it.

Today is the time to realize value.

Lao Song followed Mr. Ai and took several turns. He almost reached the suburbs before he stopped at the door of a yard.

After entering the yard, I met Mr. Guan Er.

When Mr. Guan Er saw Lao Song, he chuckled coldly: "I said, man, are you determined to make a living with Mr. Ai?"

Old Song smiled and said, "When people go to the high places and water flows to the low places, Mr. Ai can take me overseas to eat foreign food, and it is not embarrassing that I follow the saddle and the horse behind the horse."

"Ha, it's not your own to say that this is sold to our ancestors, but it's going to be struck by lightning!"

There is a reason why Mr. Guan Er is angry.

Because last month, Mr. Ai came back from overseas and found him, showing the token and letter, asking to propose a batch of things that he had stayed at the Guan family.

Mr. Guan Er disagreed and insisted on seeing the token himself.

Mr. Ai got angry, and finally Mr. Guan Er discussed with Mr. Guan's uncle and asked Mr. Ai to take a look at the things first.

But he can't see it all, just show him one.

After reading it, Mr. Ai asked a buyer to see if he was not sure what he was.

If the goods are fake, of course you will not be able to sell them for the price.

The item was sold to Aqiang, and it was Lao Song who helped him.

Originally, Mr. Guan Er thought that Lao Song was coming to help, but who would have thought that after he had done it, Lao Song actually hooked up with someone named Ai.

In a few days, Mr. Ai stopped listening to the Guan brothers in everything, and he made a fuss about the Guan brothers one by one.

I will report it today, I will expose it tomorrow, and I will contact the relevant departments the day after tomorrow to persuade the Guan brothers to donate the good things to the country!

The Guan brothers also thought about getting involved with Mr. Ai, but Mr. Ai took out his lighthouse passport and said that he had registered at the embassy. If you dare to move, I'll try it.

So the two brothers of the Guan family thought about it and decided to give Mr. Ai two more things, but he asked him to bring these two things back to the lighthouse in person to show Mr. Beile that he was authentic.

"Oh, I said Guan Er, who did you think was thundering?"

"I didn't say you, Brother Ai, where are you making a fuss?"

"Hmph, I don't know if you dare."

Mr. Ai put on a stinky face and said impatiently: "Take it out quickly and let me take a look. I'll pick it up in person."

Uncle Guan Er glanced at Mr. Ai coldly, then looked at Lao Song fiercely, and then took out the two items.

Old Song was stunned when he saw it. These two things were Tang Sancai and a copper incense burner.

Mr. Ai said to Lao Song: "Master Song, please see if it is a good object."

"Oh, I'll take a look."

Old Song shook his head, took the thing in his hand, and began to look carefully.

And when he was looking at things, Mr. Guan Er said, "Old Master Song, you won't help Brother Ai to sell this thing for money, right?"

Old Song shook his head and said, "We are just a clever person. Whether to sell it or not is not me, but Mr. Ai."

Mr. Ai said unhappily: "Have you written a letter to my father? I must take the things over. Why are you talking about these things now?"

“Hahaha~”

Uncle Guan Er didn't say anything, but kept sneering.

Old Song looked at it for a long time and nodded and said, "Good things, they are really good things. This thing must be at the national level when entering the museum."

"Okay, then please ask Brother Ai to pack the things and send me a receipt."

Teacher Ai casually wrote a receipt for Mr. Guan Er, put the things on a bicycle, and hurried away with Lao Song.

After Lao Song and the others left, Guan Cihui, the uncle of the Guan family, came over from the back hall.

Guan Cihui said: "Did the person named Song say something?"

Guan Ciying tilted her mouth: "What can he say? Such a good thing can make him look at it, even if he has accumulated virtue in his previous life."

But Guan Cihui said, "Who told you that it was a good thing? Those were two fakes."

"What?"

Guan Ciying was stunned and said in disbelief: "Brother, do you say those two are fakes? How is this possible? I clearly saw it."

Guan Cihui smiled slightly and said, "Second! I said you were a second-hand man, but you were not convinced. I have been buried in the ground for twenty years. How about it? Have you deceived you too?"

Guan Ciying was a little stunned: "Then why is that?"

Guan Cihui said coldly: "To see if Mr. Beile is really alive or fake."

""

"Brother, do you mean to force Master Beile back?"

Guan Cihui nodded slowly: "We have never seen anyone, but we only saw a few letters. What's the matter?

You can’t just take away the things, right? We brothers have been keeping these things for so many years, so we can’t give an explanation?"

Guan Ciying looked at her elder brother whose face gradually became gloomy and finally asked, "What if Master Beile doesn't come back?"

“Ha~”
To be continued...
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