Siheyuan: Wandering between Two Worlds

After leaving the restaurant, Jiuge took out his live broadcast equipment from the car and asked with a smile: "Jiang Yang, can I start a live broadcast?"

"Go ahead, I'll give you gifts when the time comes, but don't shoot me."

You've prepared everything, how can he refuse.

Now Jiuge's main customers come from Douyin, and he has to shoot short videos or live broadcasts every day.

Now he has more than 500,000 fans, and Jiang Yang found him from Douyin.

"No problem, fans won't want to watch you."

"Tsk."

Jiang Yang pouted and didn't care. When the two of them stood together, he was definitely better.

Now Jiang Yang's clothes are bought by Chen Qian and others, at least his taste has improved a lot, from ordinary to handsome.

"Hello, friends, I am your old friend Laojiu. Today we are not talking about wine, but going to visit the antique city with friends..."

Jiang Yang automatically moved away from the camera when he heard Jiuge's voice.

It is said that nowadays beautiful young ladies basically do not work. They earn more than ordinary people by broadcasting live on Douyin or other platforms to chat with people.

Some people even broadcast their sleep live, and there are still many people watching! Ahem, he has also seen it, but he waited for a long time and didn't see what he wanted to see.

After walking two steps, his phone suddenly rang. He answered it directly without checking the caller ID. "Hello."

"Mr. Jiang, this is Zhou Ying, the account manager of Huaxia Bank who contacted you yesterday. I want to confirm what time you can arrive so that we can prepare to welcome you."

Wow, I forgot about this.

"I'm busy now. Why don't you come to me? I don't know when I'm free today."

"Okay, then send us a location and we'll rush over."

Hang up the phone, add Zhou Ying's WeChat, and send the location. Ordinary people can get 7 out of 8 windows at the bank, but if you are rich, they will provide door-to-door service. The difference is huge.

Jiang Yang followed Jiuge silently and entered the antique street. The shops were relatively modern, with glass cabinets everywhere.

Just enter an antique shop.

"Take a look, and tell me if you like anything."

The boss was an old man with half white hair. He greeted him casually and continued his work.

Jiang Yang was not here to buy anything. He approached the boss and asked with a smile, "Boss, what's your name? Can I take up a few minutes of your time?"

The old man looked up at Jiang Yang and nodded, "Don't ask for your name, just tell me if you have anything to say."

"Jiang Yang, I want to know what I need to do to open a store in the antique city?"

"Xiao Jiang also wants to open a store? Business is not good now." The boss suggested a few words, and seeing that Jiang Yang was unmoved, he continued to speak,

"The market is saturated now. If you want to open a store, you can only take over someone else's store. It just so happens that a friend of mine wants to transfer it. Are you interested in asking him to come over?"

"Then I'll trouble you, boss." Jiang Yang handed over a cigarette, but he pushed it away.

"I don't smoke."

Jiang Yang smiled and put it back in the box, and put his cigarette back.

There are very few people who don't smoke these days, so it makes sense that this old man can be so energetic.

After the boss called his friend, he ignored Jiang Yang and the others. Less than 3 minutes later, an old man in a training suit came in in a hurry.

"Old Yan, I'm here."

The loud voice made Jiang Yang frown.

"How many times have I told you to keep your voice down? If you come a few more times, everything in my store will be shattered by you."

"Haha, I'm used to it. Could it be that these two people want to take over my store?"

Boss Yan ignored the old man and introduced him to Jiang Yang: "This old man's surname is Cheng, you can just call him Old Cheng, and you can talk to him privately about the specific matters when you go back."

Boss Yan didn't stop talking and waved his hand as if to drive him away.

"I say, Old Yan, you didn't even let me drink a cup of tea."

Boss Yan's face was dark. Is this loud voice really suitable for doing business?

If Jiang Yang met this boss, he would probably change to another store immediately. His voice is really loud.

"Family, dear ones, I really didn't mean it. This boss is so loud, I didn't expect it. I'll take you to a quiet place to have a look."

Obviously, Jiuge's family was also startled and was busy explaining.

"Xiao Jiang, I'll just take a look. Contact me when you're done."

Without waiting for Jiang Yang to answer, he left in a flash.

"Mr. Cheng, let's go to your store to have a look."

"Let's go!"

Mr. Cheng waved his hand and walked forward with a tiger step.

The store is not far away, less than 100 meters,

A shop of Cheng family armory appeared in Jiang Yang's eyes.

Damn, your antique shop?

When he got closer, he saw that it was really full of weapons, all kinds of ancient swords and long swords, and basically they were not sharpened.

"How about it, it's amazing, it took me many years to collect it."

Old man Cheng was complacent, and there was probably not much business in this shop.

"Old Cheng, I heard that you want to sell it. I wonder what your requirements are and how much is the price?"

"Hehe, two requirements, first, you have to accept all my treasures. Second, you can't sell them. Wait for me to raise money and buy them back at the original price!"

These two requirements together are outrageous. It's like lending money to this old man and not being able to charge interest, and he is also responsible for taking care of these things for him.

"How much do you want?"

Old Cheng gritted his teeth and shouted, "30 million."

"Old Cheng, don't joke with me. If you have any rare treasures, please take them to auction. I don't like any of these things. I have to keep them for you. Don't ask for too much."

It doesn't cost so much to rent a shop here. Most of the transfer prices depend on the quality of the antiques in the shop. It's strange that this old man can get to this point.

"Well, to tell you the truth, I need money for emergency, otherwise I will never sell this shop. These things are collected by me with great effort, just like my son."

"Uh~~~ If you are willing to sell your son, why not take him back?"

"Bah, can a son compare with my granddaughter? My granddaughter is in trouble first, and I have to help her. When his company overcomes the crisis, 30 million is not a small amount?"

What he said is that he can throw away his son for his granddaughter. This son is really cheap.

Moreover, in modern society, there shouldn't be too many such scams. The value of these things is definitely more than 30 million, otherwise he would just sell them separately.

Jiang Yang was still considering it, Zhou Ying called again, reported the coordinates to him and ignored it.

"Mr. Cheng, tell me the real price, you are making it difficult for me!"

He is rich, but not a fool, and the probability of being fooled is very high.

"Xiao Jiang, I really need 30 million, less is useless."

Old man Cheng was so entangled that his voice became much smaller. Many people came to talk recently, but they gave up after hearing his words.

"Is it Mr. Jiang?"

Suddenly a voice sounded, the voice was crisp, compared with the voice of old man Cheng, it was Huang Zhong Da Lu.

Jiang Yang and the others looked back and saw three beautiful figures wearing uniforms and looking very good.

"Zhou Ying?"

"Mr. Jiang, I'm Zhou Ying, and these are my two colleagues."

They had already checked Jiang Yang's information. She was only 25 years old, young and rich. She didn't introduce her two colleagues. It was her own little idea.

Who would be willing to share such top resources, and they were opponents.

Jiang Yang clasped his fists to Old Man Cheng and asked, "Old Man Cheng, can I borrow your precious land to handle a procedure? Is that okay?"

"You are welcome."

Old Man Cheng naturally recognized the bank's uniforms, and the badges in front of the three people were clearly written.

Zhou Ying smiled at Old Man Cheng, then squatted in front of Jiang Yang and began to explain to him the role of the purple card and some benefits.

Bank cards are divided into several levels, from high to low: black card → purple card → diamond card → gold card → silver card → ordinary card.

The level of a black card requires a net worth of at least 10 billion and an annual turnover of more than 2 billion.

Purple cards require a net worth of more than 1 billion and an annual turnover of more than 200 million.

Although Jiang Yang did not have 200 million in turnover, he paid 1 billion in taxes, which is much more useful than turnover.

If he only had a few billion more on his books, he would not be able to obtain the privileges of the purple card.

"Mr. Jiang, if you get the purple card, you will get special services such as a private fund manager, a private investment team, a private life assistant, a private corporate secretary, etc. You can contact us if you need anything, and we will do our best to help you."

Jiang Yang was stunned after hearing this. This service is too complete. I wish I could arrange everything for you.

"Okay, I got it."

While the two were talking, Zhou Ying's colleague had already arranged the purple card belonging to Jiang Yang.

"Mr. Jiang, this is your card, and there are two secondary cards, each with a credit limit of 50 million, supporting payment and cash withdrawal in any scenario."

"Remember to change your password."

"Thank you."

The service is really good. Jiang Yang is very satisfied and very pleasing to the eye. Moreover, these people kept flirting with him, but he didn't answer.

The old man next to him is watching!

"Then we'll leave first. Mr. Jiang, please contact me anytime if you have anything."

Zhou Ying showed a charming smile and straightened her small body to show her beauty.

Jiang Yang watched them leave.

Open.

"Does it look good?"

"It looks good!"

Jiang Yang answered subconsciously.

Old man Cheng sneered and said jokingly:

"Haha, what's that? You have no taste. You like all kinds of ugly things. Are you still a greenhorn?"

"Ahem, Old Cheng, stop talking nonsense. I'll start in 1 hour."

If it weren't for Chen Qian, he would really be a greenhorn.

"Even ugly things, using purple potato powder, I, an old man, don't like them. You have no taste. Boy, I'll give you a chance. If you buy my shop, I'll introduce my granddaughter to you. I tell you, everyone who has seen my granddaughter will say good things about her. She's definitely a fairy descending to the earth."

"Haha!"

The old man said before that he would sell his son for his granddaughter, but now he doesn't even let his granddaughter go in order to sell his son.

Which words can be believed?

Jiang Yang didn't believe it anyway, and he didn't believe it even more.

"Hehe, sir, I didn't lie."

Feeling the suspicion and disdain in Jiang Yang's eyes, Old Man Cheng got angry and slapped the blade of a long knife.

"Clang" made Jiang Yang jump.

"Ahem, Old Man Cheng, do you want to sell your granddaughter?"