Xuan Neng Bao Jian

Chapter 289
After a set of Wing Chun White Crane punches, Wang Xiaohu only felt refreshed all over.

At the moment, he misses the saury Hanzo a little bit. He had been unable to learn kung fu for a long time, but he found the feeling of forcibly learning it under the pressure. Although his kung fu is still not smooth enough, at least he can master it completely.

He moved his muscles and bones, and wiped the sweat from his forehead casually.

The sun is scorching hot, work has already blown, he naturally can't go to Jingbao Pavilion, there is a tigress like Xiao Yue watching at home, he also has a home and can't go back now, let's go to Baihe Pavilion, he promised to treat the old man to the master, but now There was not much white spiritual power left on his body, so he was too embarrassed to go.

For a moment, Wang Xiaohu's head was incomparably huge, and he actually had the feeling that the world was so big that he had nowhere to live.

Walking along the park, he involuntarily glanced at a bar near the neighborhood.

"Back to me!" When he came with Xiao Yue last time, he was in a bad mood, and he didn't even know the name of the bar.

At noon, I don't want the dazzling neon lights flickering under the dim moonlight, and the slightly old sign on the bar is not conspicuous at all.

"It's a good name!" Wang Xiaohu smiled faintly. The name aroused some emotion in his heart, and he walked in involuntarily.

"Hey, you're such a chic shopkeeper, you still remember that you have such a bar!"

Seeing Wang Xiaohu coming in, Sister Qiu was a little surprised at first, and then became extremely resentful.

"Ah? Hands-off shopkeeper? What the hell?" Wang Xiaohu looked at the charming woman in front of him in a bewildered expression.

"No, you really don't remember it!" Sister Qiu's big watery eyes moved slightly: "You really are a rich man! You can throw a million dollars without batting an eye!"

Sister Qiu smiled faintly, and her bright eyebrows and teeth were extremely touching: "Get rid of it, big local tyrant, you bought this store last time, and this Guiren bar belongs to you now, okay?"

"Huh?" Wang Xiaohu scratched his head and thought for a while, it seemed that there was something wrong with it.

"Tch, you big local tyrant don't want to be greedy for my salary!" Sister Qiu looked at Wang Xiaohu half-jokingly.

"Ahem, that... Sister Qiu, you have been bothering me all this time, I really forgot!" Wang Xiaohu coughed dryly twice and smiled embarrassingly.

"By the way, how much is your salary? I'll pay you right now!" Wang Xiaohu took out his mobile phone and looked at Sister Qiu seriously.

"I'm joking with you, you, you really take it seriously!" Sister Qiu covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "This bar is not worth that much money at all, how can I ask you for more money?"

"Sister Qiu! Actually, I don't know anything about bar management!" Wang Xiaohu scratched his head, and said with a little embarrassment: "It would be a pity if this bar fell into my hands, or I will ask you to be the manager and continue to run the bar." You can open this bar as much as you want!"

Seeing Miss Qiu smiling and not saying a word, Wang Xiaohu said eagerly: "How about ten thousand? Or twenty thousand? Thirty thousand is a bit...!"

"Haha, look at your anxious look, did I say no?" Sister Qiu smiled and shook her head: "It seems like you are running the bar during this time! Eight thousand is enough, and in a small town like Baihe In the city, an ordinary manager’s salary of tens of thousands is already remarkable!”

"Haha, that's fine, then please trouble sister Qiu!" Wang Xiaohu grinned.

"You hands-off shopkeeper! It's rare to come here, and I will naturally pull you to do the hard work!"

Sister Qiu said, grabbed a towel and handed it to Wang Xiaohu: "Come on, let's tidy up the bar before the guests come!"

"OK!" Wang Xiaohu took the towel and tidied it up after Sister Qiu.

Wang Xiaohu is also a restless person, and he was happy to find something to do. He spent the whole afternoon in the bar with Sister Qiu, cleaning the wine utensils, setting up the tables and chairs, and night fell in a blink of an eye.

The men and women who had been depressed for a day under the bright lights took off their stiff and restrained business attire, or came to the bar in casual or heavy makeup. Some two or three friends gathered to drink and chat to relax, while others It's purely for hunting.

With a wine glass in his hand, Wang Xiaohu quietly crawled on top of the bar, watching all kinds of people coming and going, which was also a pleasure.

"Brother Hua, I'm not bragging for you, this deal will definitely make money!"

On the private seat of the bar, a middle-aged man with a southern Hokkien accent was holding a porcelain vase in his hand and staring at Andy Lau enthusiastically.

"Are you sure this bottle is real?" Andy Lau didn't wrinkle slightly, his face seemed a little troubled.

"Brother Hua, what is your identity? How dare I lie to you? Of course, this is authentic blue and white porcelain from the late Han Dynasty. I also sold it because my family urgently needed money. How could such an heirloom be easily given away! "The middle-aged man touched the porcelain vase with a look of reluctance: "Brother Hua, you have a lot of connections in Baihe, and you have many connections. As long as this porcelain vase is sold again, it will increase several times in an instant, not more than ten times! It will be easy at that time." It’s easy to get hundreds of thousands!”

"But... 10 yuan... is a bit much!"

Liu Dehua looked at the porcelain vase a little tempted, but his face was still extremely tangled.

"Brother Hua, I trusted you, so I gave you the item. No matter what, this thing is worth a million dollars! If you don't even have a deposit of 10 yuan, there is nothing you can do about it!"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I'm here for the first time, and I don't know the situation here. I heard that Brother Hua has a good reputation, so I came to Brother Hua for help. Since Brother Hua doesn't trust me, there is nothing to talk about. !"

As he spoke, he packed the bottle into his suitcase, as if he was about to leave.

"Brother Hua, there are millions of things! This is an opportunity!"

"That's right, Brother Hua, aren't you in urgent need of money? As long as you sell this bottle, you can make hundreds of thousands. It's an unwritten question!"

"Don't hesitate, the opportunity will be gone if you miss it!"

The younger brothers behind Andy Lau looked at the colorful porcelain vase, their eyes were extremely hot.

"Mo Dan, it's done!" Liu Dehua gritted his teeth and reached out to stop the middle-aged man.

"Mr. Zhang, I want your bottle!"

Liu Dehua patted his chest and said: "Don't worry about my reputation, Andy Lau, as long as this bottle is sold, I will only charge the agency fee, and I will return all the rest to you!"

"Let me just say, Mr. Liu is a person who does great things, look at the deposit!" Hearing what Andy Lau said, a sly look flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man. He rubbed his fingers, squinted at Andy Lau and smiled again and again.

"Give me the account number, and the deposit will be sent to you immediately!"

Looking at the suitcase, Andy Lau's eyes were fiery.

"Okay, Mr. Liu is indeed very profitable. It seems that I have found the wrong person!" The middle-aged man looked at the information on his mobile phone that 10 yuan had arrived, and grinned. He patted Andy Lau on the shoulder: "Liu Dehua Sir, I have a department, so I will leave first, and we will continue to cooperate in the future!"

"Well, let's cooperate a lot!" Andy Lau raised his glass to the middle-aged man, also smiling very happily.

"Boss, I've made a fortune this time, an antique worth millions!"

"That's right, why don't we just sell this thing and deny it! It's definitely a bloody profit!"

Looking at the porcelain vase, a group of younger brothers gathered in front of Andy Lau and beamed with joy.

"Hey, friends from all corners of the world come to see me, Andy Lau, and what they want is my reputation. How can I be greedy for other people's things!"

Liu Dehua shook his head, stroked the porcelain vase and said, "Hurry up and contact the buyer, we can earn an agency fee!"

"Ahem, I'm sorry, although it's rude to say it, but your stuff... is fake!"

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came.

(End of this chapter)