Ten Billion Ranch: Breaking Up at the Beginning

Where can I sell it?
Xiao He is in trouble!
By the way...President Zhou!

Taking out his mobile phone, Xiao He called directly.

"Mr. Xiao, is there anything I can do for you? As long as you say a word, I will come here right away!"

Because of what happened yesterday, President Zhou is scolding the employees with a straight face.

Suddenly received a call from Xiao He, and instantly smiled brighter than flowers.

The staff next to him also breathed a sigh of relief.

They don't need to listen to the content of the conversation, just use the tone, they also know that Xiao He is on the other end of the phone.

After all, there is no one other than Mr. Xiao who can change the president's face in an instant.

"That's it. I have a batch of goods here, and I need your help to deal with them."

President Zhou was respectful, but Xiao He felt a little embarrassed.

This feeling of being at home always gave him the illusion that the other party was his personal butler.

"Ah! Gold, right? I'll be right over!"

President Zhou has a tone that is instantly understandable.

Xiao He was almost helpless, and quickly took the lead and explained:
"It's not gold, it's antique calligraphy and paintings. I want to ask if you have a channel to help me."

"It's not gold..."

President Zhou pondered for a moment. He is a bank here, so he is naturally interested in the international hard currency of gold.

Antique calligraphy and painting...

Although it is less meaningful, as long as it is proposed by Mr. Xiao.

Even if it is the moon in the sky, he has to help drag it to the auction house!
Who told the other party to be Xiao He?

President Zhou hurriedly agreed eagerly, "That's no problem! Wait, I'll send someone over now!"

"It doesn't have to be."

Xiao He smiled and expressed his thoughts.

"Just show me a place, and I'll go by myself."

President Zhou was in a hurry, he got along well yesterday, Mr. Xiao doesn't want him anymore?

"do not!"

Waving his hands, President Zhou's face was full of sincerity, and he said solemnly:

"Mr. Xiao, it's not that I don't trust you, it's mainly because the bosses in this antique market are too cunning!"

"It's all about profiteers and profiteers. What if they see Mr. Xiao that you spend a lot of money and cheat secretly? It's better for me to go with you personally!"

"Just wait, I'll be right there!"

Before Xiao He could express his opinion, President Zhou hung up the phone.

Xiao He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this President Zhou really didn't miss the chance to curry favor with him!
But that's good too, it saves him from going blind with dark eyes.

President Zhou quickly took the car keys, glanced at his employees secretly, and criticized with his face down:

"What are you looking at! Hurry up and go to work!"

"Every day, it's really worrying!"

……

Xiao He brewed a bowl of tea, and before it was fully brewed, President Zhou arrived.

Getting off the car, President Zhou had an earnest expression on his face.

"Mr. Xiao, let's go!"

"Okay, let's get in the car!"

Xiao He opened the car door very simply, but President Zhou got into the driver's seat one step ahead of him.

This……

Xiao He was dumbfounded, but President Zhou said cheerfully:

"How can I let you come to drive!"

Seeing the suspicion in Xiao He's eyes, he quickly added another sentence.

"Don't worry! My driver's license is A1, I took the test 20 years ago!"

Oh……

Xiao He nodded and got into the car, but he still didn't know what to do.

After all, with President Zhou's status, whether he has touched the truck is a problem.

Although his car is small, it is five or six meters long...

But how did Xiao He know, let him drive, let alone President Zhou is a veteran driver with 20 years of driving experience.

Even if President Zhou used to fly fighter jets, he has to calm down now!

You have to ensure Xiao He's safety, right?

After starting and delivering fuel, President Zhou carefully set out on the road.

Glancing at Xiao He who was unresponsive next to him, he was sure that his driving skills were satisfactory to the other party, so he dared to speed up slightly.

Whoosh!
A curly hair was driving a colorful car, sprang out from the right side, and flew past the front of the truck!

"Don't die?"

President Zhou stepped on the brakes quickly, and with a piercing screeching sound, the truck managed to stop the heavy body, avoiding a collision between the two vehicles.

"A broken Maserati, you are ashamed to drive it on the road to show off?"

"The driving skills are still so low, you must have bought a driver's license!"

Governor Zhou was angry.

As the president of Jiangfa Bank, let alone a Maserati of several million, even a Rolls-Royce worth tens of millions, he doesn't even care about it.

No matter how expensive a car is, can it be as expensive as Mr. Xiao's antique car?
Looking at Xiao He who was frowning next to him, President Zhou's heart was lifted to his throat in an instant, and he hurriedly said with concern:
"Mr. Xiao, are you okay?"

"No problem."

Xiao He waved his hand, but he was a little unhappy in his heart.

Such an impolite person, I believe no one will be happy to see him.

But he didn't get angry. There are a lot of idiots in this world. If he gets angry when he sees someone, why don't he blow himself up?
Signaling President Zhou to continue on the road, the latter wiped off his sweat and drove more carefully.

It was early in the morning, and it was the city center again, so the road was naturally congested.

The two of them were stuck for two hours on the usual half-hour journey.

After coming and going, Xiao He was also hungry. He glanced at President Zhou who was concentrating on the side, and asked.

"President Zhou, have you had breakfast?"

President Zhou was stunned for a moment, then he quickly reacted and asked quickly:

"Mr. Xiao, are you hungry? How about we go over there and have a meal before leaving?"

"Alright."

The two got out of the car, found a noodle shop casually, had enough food and drink, and were about to go back on the road, but the car couldn't get out.

A colorful Maserati stood upright at the exit of the parking lot, with a large group of car owners who were also anxious behind it.

This……

Wasn't it the one that nearly hit their car this morning?
"Damn it! It's that bastard again!"

President Zhou couldn't take it anymore, he looked left and right, but he didn't see a call to move the car.

The owner of the car who was detained behind even said angrily:

"Brother! Admit it! This is Maserati, let's suffer a bit, wait!"

Wait!
President Zhou's eyes widened, it's nothing to waste his time, but Mr. Xiao...

"It's okay, just wait!"

Xiao He got into the car, lay down on it and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

No matter how angry President Zhou was, he could only suppress it temporarily.

Half an hour passed, President Zhou and the others were almost addicted to cigarettes, and the one who was picking his teeth and hugging a beautiful woman with big curly hair was late.

President Zhou recognized the curly-haired monster who did not obey the traffic rules at a glance, stepped forward, and criticized and educated:

"Why do you have no public morality at all? The car is parked here, how can we get out!"

Ha ha!

Curly raised his eyes and saw that he was being trained by a truck driver, so he laughed at that moment.

How dare a hauler dare to yell at himself?

Pulling President Zhou directly in front of his car, Curly said arrogantly:
"Open your dog eyes and see! This is Maserati!"

"Don't want to wait? All right! Drive your broken truck and hit it!"