"Young Master, wake up! Young Master, wake up!!"

"Hi, old Zhu, what are you shouting all the time this morning? I wonder if your young master, did I sleep late last night?"

Zhu Tongfeng was not afraid of his young master, and still said in a straight voice: "You are not sleeping late, but... doing too much! You have been struggling for a whole night. Master, I watched you grow up. I knew you were in pain before, and it was nothing to go out for adjustments by chance. But now... this girl Leng Baiyi has never been married, isn't she just waiting for you? You are shaking now, and it's better to find a way to attack the innate world than throwing Yuanshi on those women who are welcoming and sending them to the present? I said Young Master..."

"Okay, okay, I told me this early in the morning. Are you annoying? Let me sleep for a while, will I be able to do it? After sleeping, I will go to find the immortal master and buy the immortal pills!" Tie Qianzhuang, who covered his head with a quilt, replied in a muffled voice.

"No, today is your big day, and your salvage business is open!"

"Ah?! It's today. I forgot about this..."

"I think you remember to drink flower wine."

"Okay, okay, I can't get up yet. You old guy."

Tie Qianzhuang, who lazily got up from the bed, is probably the most popular figure in Tieshan City after Li Zisheng!

After the ring match, of course he went to collect the gambling debt of the 5,000 Fangyuan Stone.

It is said that when President Cheng Jiazhu Da learned that his gambling shop had accepted such a bet, a congenital real person vomited blood on the spot and couldn't afford to get sick.

In fact, don’t underestimate the Jingnan Grain Association. They have too much wealth. There are still more than a dozen or five thousand square stones.

But like our world's large enterprises or groups, they are all real estate similar to stores, stocking goods and transportation, rather than cash that can be used immediately.

This gambling debt really killed President Cheng Da and the local Jingnan sect behind him, because all their funds were invested in another big plan.

To make matters worse, they not only hated the Tiantong Gate of the Nine Masters of Yangzhou, but also became influential with the Tianqi Gate behind the Tie Family and the Tie Family. Such a big or small amount of money was really impossible to raise for a while.

The Tie Family Shisanlang is not a person who can be slandered. In addition to his identity as the legitimate son of the Tie Family, he also has the robes in the army. A month ago, they were able to receive two salary, one paid by the Tie Family and the other paid by Tie Sima.

He can both get money and disgust the profiteering business he did not dare to offend before. Who wouldn't want to do this business?

The industry belonging to Jingnan Grain Club is in a great dilemma. After all, they are businessmen. They can't resist those rough men coming to make trouble every day.

So Tie Shisan has become... Tie Ban Street. In addition to a sum of cash, he also obtained dozens of shops to pay off his debts. Of course, these shops do not include the grain shops and rice shops in the Grain Street.

These shops are the lifeblood of Jingnan Grain Association, how can you give up easily?

No matter what, Tie Qianzhuang now has a wealth. Lying there to collect rent will make you worry about food and drink, so you will naturally become even more unrestrained.

According to his original intention, he was unwilling to open the salvage shop. However, he owed Li Zisheng several favors. The boy asked him to save the young girl, Tongtong, but he was not rescued. What's more, the huge sum of money was won back by the nephew of the Li family.

One of the great strengths of this man Tie Qianzhuang is to be loyal and be kind.

Besides, he was unwilling to just live and wait for death, so he opened the salvage business.

The problem that can be solved with Yuanshi is basically not a problem.

The black iron ore mining industry, which originally seemed to be complicated and had a complex interest relationship, after the large amount of Yuan stones of Tiejia Shisanlang fell, most of the practitioners gave in, allowing the salvage business to start easily.

The reason is actually because this industry is not very good.

You should know that the powerless and powerless iron fishermen are easy to exploit, but the iron industry that acquires the black iron is not so easy to deal with.

The ore you collect from the iron fishermen is very low, and the price of others purchasing your ore is not much higher. Moreover, the Tie family is the big deal for purchasing ore. If it is related, it is completely feasible to have some tricks. If you want to be rich and powerful, you are simply looking for death.

A company like the Tie family is actually a family-based enterprise or a local government, so it naturally has an internal financial management system. Even the lord of Tiewanshan himself should not think of covering up the sky, let alone others.

And if there is really huge profit, others will be like seeing a fishy cat, and everyone wants to pounce on it and take a bite. Then the fuck will be a waste of time.

This is actually very similar to the low-value-added labor-intensive export industry in our Celestial Empire. You can suppress the cost of employees' salaries very low, but at the same time you can't sell it because in the end, vicious competition started between peers. Therefore, there is a saying that hundreds of millions of shirts are replaced with another plane.

The thirteenth young master of the Tie family drank a few bowls of sobering soup, had some breakfast, and after changing his clothes, he rode on the newly bought mixed-race BMW, a middle-class Tianyumen, and took a few followers straight to the shore of the Nancheng Lake.

Now this Nancheng is a revival of the "grand occasion" before the commotion before the New Year. The influx of a large number of victims has filled the employment gap in Tieshan City. The large slum in Nancheng has also revived its anger.

Of course, Tie Qianzhuang did not go directly through the slums, but instead sent a large circle to the edge of the Falling Star Lake. At this time, several tall and spacious buildings had been picked up on the shore. These buildings, like the warehouse in Dongcheng, only roofs that sheltered from wind and rain and beams and pillars supporting the roof, were shelves without walls.

There are many strange objects in these buildings, such as more than a dozen pieces of one-piece metal armor and dozens of metal clocks. They are all hard diving suits and diving clocks made by the Hu family iron shop these days.

On the west side of the shelf house is a dock with dozens of ships of all sizes, but these ships are not the yachts in the West City, but ordinary wooden boats in dilapidated areas.

These ships have racks made of wood, and a large number of ropes and hoses are coiled on the other side on the ship. These transformations are naturally to adapt to new diving equipment.

Several ships have already left the dock and are demonstrating these two new diving tools on the lake.

At this time, many people were already standing by the lake and pointing at the boat, saying something happily.

Tie Qianzhuang, who was late, looked closely and found a familiar white figure in the crowd. He couldn't help but be surprised and happy, and hurriedly kicked off his horse and walked towards the crowd.

"Bai...Leng Zhenren, why are you here?" He had seen the greeting with the congratulatory guests perfunctorily and came straight to Leng Baiyi.

"Hmph." Leng Da Zhenren snorted lightly, ignoring him with his head.

"Ahem, Uncle Thirteen, I'm so happy to open it."

It was then that the thirteenth son of the Tie family noticed the third son of the Li family beside Leng Baiyi.

"Happy and happy together." Tie Qianzhuang said absent-mindedly.

Li Zisheng pulled his Uncle Thirteenth, saying, "Uncle Thirteenth, go, let's talk to him."

He turned around and said respectfully to Dr. Leng, "Student Leng, say something to Uncle Thirteen, please take care of yourself."

"You kid, just say what you want to say here. Leng Zhenren, what do you think?"

Seeing that Tie Shisan was not very interested in leaving, but he didn't want to leave, but he snorted again and waved his sleeves and left by himself.

"Leng Zhenren, I said..."

"Uncle Thirteen, stop shouting. It's already hard for me to persuade Leng Shifan to come. Just agree to what I said. There are opportunities to meet and chat with Leng Shifan in the future." The young man said a little cunningly.

The matter between Tie Qianzhuang and Leng Baiyi is not a secret. As long as you are interested in asking, you will know it clearly. In addition, Li Zisheng and the Zhu family have a good relationship, so they naturally have known it for a long time.

"Sure, you Uncle Thirteen agrees to anything!" Uncle Thirteen slapped his chest and said with a big bag.

Li Zisheng said in a little puzzled manner: "What's the matter if you don't listen?"

In fact, Leng Baiyi was willing to come here to meet Tie Qianzhuang. That was because her investor, the third young master of the Li family, had no Yuanshi.

To be precise, Li Zisheng's Yuanshi was controlled by his father.

Li Zhaochang originally thought that his eldest son not only could make money, but also a thrifty "good" child. But he knew that these three sons were completely a bottomless pit that did not use Yuan stone as Yuan stone!

He won the ring competition championship and even helped Xinyishuntang get one-fifth of the reporting rights of this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Lost Treasure Auction. But the speed of this child Huayuanshi is really terrifying!

Director Li Dadong checked the accounts afterwards and found that Li Zisheng spent more than 200 square Yuanshi after entering Tieshan Academy!

Although most of this money was earned by the boy himself, the speed of spending money really shocked him. This also made him die and handed over his own property to his eldest son, and instead wanted to cultivate his second son.

Next, the father naturally controlled his son's wealth and small treasury.

As long as Li Zisheng spoke, Li Zhaochang was reluctant to let go of things like talismans, elixirs and martial arts. But I’m sorry, they all existed under the account of the boy on the cabinet. Without his permission, his son could not use one yuan!

Now, the young master of the Li family, who spent money like flowing water, fell into a financial dilemma.

It's good to say that the problem is that he has developed the pill formula for investing in Leng Baiyi, but he lacks funds to put it into production. Therefore, he finally persuaded Leng Baiyi to come here to attend the opening ceremony of the salvage shop.

Li Zisheng asked for credit and said, "Uncle Thirteen, isn't my nephew good enough? If you have this good thing, I will think of you as soon as possible!"

Tie Qianzhuang said with a slight sigh: "Nephew, you are really my...a lucky star. I agree to this matter. Tell me, how many yuan stones do you want?"

The boy blinked his eyes and said, "Of course, Uncle Thirteen went to talk to Leng Shifan himself, so my nephew would not participate. It's just..."

"Just what?"

Li Zisheng took out a piece of paper from his arms, and said in a flattering tone: "Uncle Thirteen, this is the investment agreement between me and Leng Shifan. You can acquire it together, otherwise..."
Chapter completed!