The next day, Lin Yi got up early, first simply packaged the books he collected, then took out his Nokia phone, and thought about calling Guo Zixing.

Looking at the time, it was still early, and I was afraid that people had not gotten up yet, so Lin Yi walked around the room anxiously. He finally waited until 9 o'clock and felt that it was almost done at this time, so he called according to the number on the business card.

I called the phone three times, but no one answered it.

Lin Yi's heart immediately became cold.

Could it be that others fooling themselves?!

I spent 500 yuan to buy so many old books.

Lin Yi was anxious just now, but now he is anxious.

After waiting for about forty minutes, seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Lin Yi called again.

After the phone rang seven times, someone answered.

"Hello, is it Mr. Guo Zixing?" Lin Yi tried his best to make his voice more steady.

On the other end, "You are ---oh, are you a little brother named Lin?" The other party seemed to suddenly remember.

"It's me, didn't you say last time that I can find you if I have a good book..." Lin Yi was very calm and told him about his situation.

Sure enough, Guo Zixing was not a big fool. When he heard that there was stock, he made an appointment with Lin Yi to meet at a nearby fast food restaurant.

...

In front of McDonald's fast food restaurant, Lin Yi was wearing white clothes and black pants, carrying a huge fish skin bag, and stood in front of the gorgeously decorated McDonald's door in an inappropriate manner.

Judging from his appearance of carrying a bag, he looked like a waste collector. Judging from his straight back and calm attitude, he looked like a businessman.

Lin Yi was calm on the surface, but in fact he felt a little embarrassed. The old books with a large fish-skin bag on his back became a veritable "book vendor".

Walking into the fast food restaurant, finding a secluded place to sit down, Lin Yi ignored those contemptuous or curious eyes, put the fish skin pocket on the seat next to him, and then looked around with interest.

It’s not that he hasn’t been to fast food restaurants like McDonald’s, but he has been there many times. I remember one time a colleague held a party here on his birthday, and that one time cost more than 600. In Lin Yi’s opinion, it’s better to go to a hot pot restaurant to have a meal.

At this time, there were not many customers at McDonald's, only a few fashionable men and women were eating French fries and drinking drinks; at the bar, several female employees wearing red short-sleeved tops were greeting guests.

Seeing that there was food and drink, Lin Yi did not politely take out a bottle of mineral water from the fish skin bag, unscrewed the lid, and took a few sips.

Now in the entrepreneurship stage, you can save as much as you can.

The sunlight at ten o'clock shines through the window glass and spills in.

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the busy crowd outside the window. Suddenly, there was an indescribable loneliness, as if he did not belong to them, but an individual with a special existence. The world was ruthless and so big. How could the tiny self show that insignificant existence?

Political elite.

Red-top businessman.

Entertainment stars.

Sports expert.

These are God's darlings, and these are the subjects that make up the world.

You and I are just inconspicuous foils like sand.

Just as Lin Yi was thinking, he saw a black sedan parked outside, a German Volkswagen mid-range car, not good or bad. But even such a car is enough for some people to fight for the rest of their lives.

Guo Zixing got out of the car and was wearing a black T-shirt with an NBA star's avatar printed on it. He still looked like a fan.

Guo Zixing got out of the car and did not enter the store immediately. Instead, he looked very hot. He took out the towel in his pocket and wiped his face. Then he looked around and stepped open the door of the fast food restaurant and walked in.

As soon as he walked in, Lin Yi waved to him not far away.

When Guo Zixing saw him, he came over with a smile.

Before the people arrived, a loud laugh came first, "Little brother, wait a minute! There is no way. I have been busy these days, and sometimes I can't even eat food--why don't I have anything to order? The roasted chicken wings and fries here are very good..."

Lin Yi wouldn't say he wanted to save money, "I'm not hungry---"

"Then you also want some drinks, it's hot..." Guo Zixing looked at Lin Yi's mineral water, "Drinking this thing is not delicious---Sprite, what are you drinking Coke?"

"Just Coke." Lin Yi was embarrassed to refuse his kindness.

"Okay, wait a moment." Guo Zixing went to the bar.

After a moment, he brought a large plate of things over, including chicken legs, chicken wings, and hamburgers, all of which were almost piled up into a hill.

"I ordered these things, so don't know what you like to eat, just eat them casually!" Guo Zixing seemed very generous.

Lin Yi was embarrassed no matter how calm he was. He never liked to take advantage of others, so he said, "There are too many things, I'm afraid I can't finish it."

"I can't finish it and pack it up, so I will never waste food. 'Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard to do.' I can recite this poem at the age of three." Guo Zixing seemed very interested, picked up a chicken leg and started eating it.

When Lin Yi saw that he started eating first and did not mention buying books, he was embarrassed to speak on his own, so he also took the French fries and ate them with tomato sauce.

Guo Zixing seemed to have really not eaten. In a short while, he ate all six chicken legs and five burgers. He was still feeling unsatisfied. He drank three large cups of Coke in one breath, and then he burped.

At this time, Lin Yi was embarrassed to continue eating. In fact, he was eating very slowly. Seeing that Guo Zixing had eaten more than half of the plate of food, his appetite was also hung up. Unfortunately, Guo Zixing opened the plate and started to negotiate business.

"Let's take a look at the goods first. As long as it is what I like and has a good look, I want it." Guo Zixing showed his true nature as a big book dealer. He is definitely not Dong Jingjing, which is comparable to Liu Sanliang and Wang Heizi.

Lin Yi wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then carefully wiped his hands so that the oil would be stained on the book later.

He has a cleanliness habit, so he likes to make things clean, whether it is himself or the things around him.

But he didn't know that his little move was praised by Guo Zixing.

Guo Zixing is an old book business and has opened a large bookstore. He has come into contact with many book vendors, but those book vendors are either sloppy or vulgar. Occasionally, they meet a few decent people, but they are as clean and meticulous as Lin Yi.

When you read people and know books, you probably have less quality than these books.

Sure enough, when Lin Yi took out the comic books, Guo Zixing couldn't help but feel happy. He had a good look and could almost be called a tenth grade. It's almost ten years old. It's not easy to preserve it so well.

Of course, this time Guo Zixing was very calm and calm, and would never express his thoughts. As for the last time... he really liked the set of "The Goddess' Saint Seiya", which was his childhood memory.

Once a person encounters something he desires, he will be unable to help losing his composure. This is a very difficult law to break.

"Your book is good." Guo Zixing casually looked through the comic books.

"This set of "Football Young Players" is worth two dollars, but the "Peacock King" and "Youyou Baishu" are too ordinary." Guo Zixing's tone was light, but his eyes couldn't help but aim at the 78-book "Dragon Ball".

He just glanced lightly, but Lin Yi noticed it.

To be precise, when he watched "Dragon Ball" in front of him, his eyelids twitched, and hormone secretion accelerated, while Lin Yi clearly smelled the excitement he emitted.

This is a very wonderful feeling.

Lin Yi caught all of Guo Zixing's emotions, even though he pretended to be natural, there was no trace of it.

"What about this set of "Dragon Ball"?" Lin Yi asked deliberately, "Don't tell me that this set of books is worthless--you know, you and I are in the same place."

Lin Yi once again strengthened his tone of "traveling together".

Last time he used "you and I are the same people" to disrupt Guo Zixing's mood, and this time he used the same trick again.

Guo Zixing laughed. This old man finally showed the style of a big book vendor as he was as calm as a mountain. He picked up the Coke and took a sip. He didn't look at those comic books of ten tastes, and said, "Little brother, tell me the truth. Whether you and I are in the same place, say a fair word. No one will want these books in the entire Nandu City except me. If you don't say this, even if someone wants it, I can't pay the price I give you... This old book market is so evil. Many people play with books, but the variety of play is different. Some likes thread-bound books, some likes books in the Republic of China, and some likes collecting reds.

Sexual documents, Red Books - the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. If you want to fish in one go, you often can’t get anything... So, if you can sell it, it will be a pile of waste paper in your hand; Besides, comic books like this are up to 5 yuan per book on street stalls. Last time I was willing to pay that price, just to buy a memory. Memories are priceless and hard to exchange. This person, when he has money, he likes to think about the past. Otherwise, there is no market for these old books... After talking to you so much, I won’t talk about it anymore. There is a total of 2,000 yuan, and I will eat them all, how about it?"

Guo Zixing finally said what he wanted to say, two thousand yuan to buy your book.

Lin Yi took a sip of mineral water gently, and the Coke in front of him did not move at all. At this time, if you take a sip of Coke, you will be a favor.

"Brother Guo, you are generous, I have learned it today. But you have to be honest in life. Although I have not been in the industry for a long time, I don't know anything---" Lin Yi opened his eyes and said lies. He has only been in the industry for three days in total.

"I know how much these comic books are worth. The 2,000 yuan you gave seems to be a lot, but compared to the actual value of these books..." Lin Yi deliberately left it to the conversation. In fact, he didn't know how valuable these books were. He only knew that the set of "Dragon Ball" alone made Guo Zixing saliva.

"Little brother, don't say that." Guo Zixing was a little confused about Lin Yi's trump card. He had contacted many people in the past, and he could guess how much the other party wanted, just a few clicks, but the young man in front of him was too profound. "It's a fate that you and I can sit here. The world has the greatest fate, so you can talk about anything. Let me tell you a price---" stared at Lin Yi without blinking.

Lin Yi smiled, smiling very kindly, making him feel very comfortable and sunny. At least Guo Zixing in front of him felt this way.

"I'm sorry, Brother Guo, I have a weird temper. I have always like to make friends with those who are sincere and happy, and do business. When I encounter those who are too slow and procrastinated, I lose interest. Last time, Brother Guo, you took away my comic book for 1,000 yuan, I thought you were a happy person, but I didn't expect... Oh, forget it. Even if I bother you, Brother Guo, this time, I will treat you to the next time I am a businessman." After that, I stood up and collected things, and made a move to leave.

"No, little brother." Guo Zixing couldn't help it.
Chapter completed!