Tianjin, Beichen District.

The car drove slowly along a country road, and the trees on both sides gradually became denser. The air was much better than the city. I felt that this place should be a suburb because I found that there were fewer and fewer people on the road.

I drove in the suburbs for about ten or twenty minutes, and the car stopped slowly. I looked at the Hai family mansion outside the car window and couldn't speak.

Is this a rich man?

The Hai Family Mansion is not an ordinary villa-shaped house, but is like the houses in the TV series "The Qiao Family Courtyard" that was broadcasted two years ago. Most of them have a one-story structure and are quaint.

The middle houses are two to three floors. According to Hai Dongqing's introduction, it is the hall of the Hai family.

"Mu Tou, this is my home." Hai Dongqing looked at the wooden door of the Hai family's mansion inexplicably, and suddenly smiled: "How is it, my home is still pretty."

"It must be, it's much more grand than my wreath shop." I smiled.

Hai Dongqing was stunned and shook his head: "I still like to live in a wreath shop. It is comfortable and better than here. It is deserted and always makes people feel uncomfortable."

"Do you don't want to squeeze into a bed with me every day?" I said helplessly, Hai Dongqing shrugged and said, "No."

When I walked into the mansion, Fat Uncle and Liu Laolao entered the Grand View Garden. I was curious about everything I saw. After all, the antique mansion was filled with various modern equipment, which was very interesting.

The most exaggerated ones are the rows of houses near the house. When I walked past them, I saw that there were computers that were full of them, and several young people were playing around in the house.

"Hello, Mr. Hai."

"Hello, Master!"

"What do so many people do?" I looked at the people coming and going, including men, women, and children, with different ages, and even a few older people.

"It's all the Hai family's guys. Some are responsible for making fake goods, some are responsible for counting the goods in the store, and some are accountants, who are responsible for calculating the profits and losses every month." Hai Dongqing said, and said to the person who was saying hello to him.

Nodding, meaning, hello.

I frowned and couldn't help asking him: "So many people, tell me that they are deserted?"

"I'm not familiar with them, and to me, it's deserted." Hai Dongqing looked at me aggrievedly and muttered like a child: "Isn't this no one chatting with me...

.”

His words were pure nonsense. Didn’t he see so many people in the mansion greet him?

If the eldest son of the Hai family wants to chat, can no one chat with him? I guess there will be many girls who will get off the bed sheets with him!

"Grandpa, we are here."

Under the leadership of Hai Dongqing, we walked into the hall on the second floor in the middle. Mr. Hai was sitting in the grandmaster chair with a thrill of charm, holding a cigarette in his hand, smoking it all over the place.

Seeing that we were coming, he immediately laughed and stood up quickly to meet us.

"Little fat, you are here." Old Master Hai laughed and patted Uncle Fat on the shoulder, and then patted me: "Xiao Yi, I've been looking forward to you for a few days!"

"You are still so tough, I admire you!" I smiled politely.

Not only were we in the hall, but there were seven or eight other middle-aged men sitting on chairs beside them. At their feet, several black suitcases were extremely conspicuous.

"You two young men will sit and rest for a while. I will finish my work here soon. You can wait for a few minutes." Mr. Hai kindly touched my head and handed me the cigarette box in his hand, meaning that we can

I sat down and smoked a cigarette first, and we would talk until he finished his work.

Hearing this, we smiled, sat on the chair on the side smoking a cigarette and turned on the gossip mode, watching the legendary old man of the Hai family do the business.

"Xiao Li, let's continue to talk about the serious business." Mr. Hai said with a smile.

Xiao Li, who was mentioned by Mr. Hai, is the middle-aged man sitting closest to Mr. Hai. He was wearing a suit and looked very formal, not like a traitor.

"Old man, who are these?" Xiao Li did not continue the previous topic, but turned his attention to me and Fat Uncle, as if he was curious about where we came from.

"These two are distinguished guests. Let's talk about us, and they can't help but listen." Mr. Hai waved his hand.

When Xiao Li heard this, he had no objection, nodded and talked to Mr. Hai.

"Our business has been a bit sluggish recently. You should know it, old man." Xiao Li organized the language silently and said tentatively: "Your Hai family is our protective umbrella in Tianjin, but

You have to draw 10% of each business, so we have to lose money if we continue like this. Otherwise, we can talk about the amount of the commission?"

Mr. Hai laughed and didn't say anything.

Xiao Li's eyes twitched, as if he was brave enough to win over others or wanted to win over others with virtue.

"For a business of one million, you have to spend 100,000 yuan. This 100,000 yuan is not something that the wind blows casually." Xiao Li moved him with emotion and said with reason: "If you don't say anything else, just our store

The guy in the village went down to the tomb and encountered danger, injured his body, broke his hands and feet, and even died. We all had to spend money on our own, responsible for medical expenses or the settlement fee for this guy. This is not a small amount.

....”

"Xiao Li, how many years have you been to Tianjin Wei?" Mr. Hai picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked.

Xiao Li was silent for a moment and said, "Five years."

"Your store's business is not small, even big. Even many second-level cultural relics are secretly placed in the shop and sold to certain special customers. These things cannot be hidden from the people above." Mr. Hai smiled and said.

: "Three years ago, there was an insider in your shop, and the shop was almost taken over by the people in the bureau. I will settle this for you..."

"Two years ago, you poured a golden jade Guanyin out of the tomb. This is also the bridge I have set up for you. Otherwise, you don't want to go out of our country. The gods at the customs are not something you can do.

.”

“A year ago…”

As Mr. Hai told me, Xiao Li's face became more and more ugly. Until the end, he had to take the initiative to interrupt Mr. Hai.

"There are three red envelopes here, a total of three million, all of which are for your filial piety." Xiao Li smiled and placed the three black boxes on the wooden round table in the hall, saying, "Just treat it as the younger generations for us younger generations."

We will definitely have to respect you in the future if we have some opportunities to make a fortune!”

"Xiao Li, take the money back." Old Master Hai put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "Don't pay the money in the future. I won't go to you to get a commission, so that everyone will feel comfortable."

When Mr. Hai said this, I clearly saw that Xiao Li's face turned pale.

"Mr. Hai, you..."

"It seems that my Hai family still can't tolerate you, the great Buddha. You will not be a subsidiary of our Hai family in the future. Let's go, there will be gold everywhere in this era." Mr. Hai sighed and said, "You will definitely make a fortune."

Now it was not only Xiao Li's face that turned pale, but the people who followed Xiao Li's face turned pale.

There were even a few people trembling with their legs. I think they were afraid. As for whether they were afraid of Mr. Hai or something else, I really couldn't guess.

"I heard that you got a treasure from Shaanxi a few days ago. The cloud-patterned Lou Jin statue can be sold in eight figures, right?" Mr. Hai blinked his turbid eyes and counted on his fingers: "Qin Dynasty's things are the things you do in the Qin Dynasty?"

Yes, there is no market price. You guys sold a penny and probably cost two or three million to one person, right?"

The cold sweat on Xiao Li's forehead began to spread wildly, and his calves were shaking and he said tremblingly: "Old man, I'm drunk too much today. I came here to say some nonsense. You have a lot of them,

Don't bother with us brainless juniors..."

"If you don't care, you will definitely not care." Old Master Hai smiled kindly, and suddenly his eyes changed, and he looked at the three black suitcases with great enlightenment: "Oh, aren't these three boxes in my room? Why are you there

Here?"

Xiao Li gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "These boxes were taken out from the front, saying that they were allowed to breathe and relax..."

Judging from this eloquence, it would be a pity not to develop in the sketch entertainment industry.

"Oh, that's it." Old Master Hai said oh and waved to Hai Dongqing: "Xiao Qing'er, helping grandpa take these things back to the room. It's too troublesome to put them here."

Hai Dongqing nodded, walked over without saying a word, and carried the box into the corridor.

"My grass, this is an awesome person..." I looked at Mr. Hai with bright eyes, and a sense of respect arose.

Everything that followed was much simpler.

Xiao Li apologized and pretended to be ignorant.

Mr. Hai kept saying that it was okay and then smiled and drank tea.

The farce lasted almost half an hour. After Xiao Li and the others left, Mr. Hai rubbed his eyes tiredly and said helplessly: "When you see the opportunity to get rich, you want to break the original rules. Young people are really ignorant now

.”

"There is a share in the meeting, the young man is not right. Xiao Qing'er said, just call you Xiao Yi." Old Master Hai smiled and walked to me and my fat uncle, with a completely different expression, quite like an old naughty boy.

Meaning: "Grandpa, I have nothing to give, so I'll give you antiques, but you are not the ones who are good at it. I'd better give you one red envelope each."

"No, my master, this is not OK!" I waved my hand and refused.

"Hold it, why are you talking about it?" Mr. Hai glared and took out two checks from his pocket that should have been prepared and handed them to us: "Liu Liuliu, Dashun, it's also a blessing for us.

The action was smooth."

Uncle Fat and I looked at the check in our hand and were speechless.

One person has more than 6 million?! What a rich man?!!! Still an old rich man!!

"When will we......" Mr. Hai asked expectantly. Before he finished speaking, the fat uncle smiled and took over the sentence: "I will leave tomorrow. Mr., you can prepare too.
Chapter completed!