Chapter 311 Maximum Investment of 1 Million

Qin Ming has been his friend for many years, and they have a close relationship and it is normal for them to exchange gifts.

But this authentic copy of "Lianfang Poetry Collection" by Zhao Ji of the Northern Song Dynasty is really too precious.

I don’t want to accept it, but I really love it and can’t let it go.

Qin Ming had known Qin Jingxiu for thirty years, so how could he not see the inner struggle of his friend? He sneered and said, "It's okay if you don't want it. I'll auction it off some other day. I'm tight on money recently, and the new crew is short of funds. Selling it will just make up for it."

Qin Jingxiu no longer hesitated, put the "Lianfang Poetry Letter" back into the box, and looked up at his friend.

"How much do you need? I have it right here."

Qin Ming laughed out loud. "From what you said, you want to buy this calligraphy? Fine, you name a price. Let's see how much our Colonel Qin has."

Qin Jingxiu ignored his friend's teasing, took a sip of tea, and said in a deep voice: "One million."

Qin Ming almost spit out his tea.

He swallowed the tea in his mouth and stared at his friend in disbelief, "How much?"

Qin Jingxiu glanced at him calmly, "You are only worth this much."

Qin Ming almost got furious. "Colonel Qin, did you come from the top of the mountain? Do you know how high the prices are now? My crew is short of 80 million yuan, and this is not even enough to fill the gaps in our teeth!"

Qin Jingxiu calmly put down the teacup, "I'm poor, you know that we civil servants live on salary and allowances. One million is my savings that I have saved for many years."

Qin Ming sneered and nodded with interest, "Qin Jingxiu, don't think I don't know. When the old lady passed away, she considered that you had not yet started a family, so she left all her private money to you.

Let’s not talk about anything else, the three-story house in Beicheng Hutong, the shops on Chang’an Street, the villa in Huajingyuan, ah, let’s not talk about anything else, the five shops on Chang’an Street, the annual rent is tens of millions, you tell me you have no money? Am I still your brother? "

Qin Jingxiu said calmly, "You also know that my family is rich and powerful. The house in Beicheng Hutong and the villa in Huajingyuan cost a lot of money every year for maintenance and management. There is not much money left after paying for festivals and social favors."

Qin Ming choked up, "The old lady held a lot of Mo and Jiang family stocks in her hands. Aren't they all in your hands now?"

"My mother told me not to spend money recklessly and save it for marrying a wife."

Qin Ming: ...

"Why don't you just marry me!"

Qin Jingxiu picked up the teacup and threw it over, "Get lost!"

Qin Ming quickly dodged backwards, but his reaction was no match for Qin Jingxiu's. A spot on his crotch was wet, and he looked a little embarrassed.

…

Tang Qi walked out of the lounge and met Jiang Ziyi who was looking for her everywhere.

"Where have you been? I just said a few words to my friend, and when I turned around you were gone. I was so scared that I thought you were kidnapped by a bad man."

Tang Qi didn't plan to go back to the banquet hall, and walked straight to the elevator, "I'm leaving first."

Jiang Ziyi followed her step by step, "The banquet will start soon. It's not easy to come here. I've given you the gift money. It would be a shame not to have a meal."

Tang Qi turned around and smiled at him, "How much gift money did you give? Do you think you can make it back with one meal?"

Jiang Ziyi chuckled and raised two fingers.

"2000?"

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Jiang Ziyi shook his head.

Tang Qi raised an eyebrow, "20,000?"

Jiang Ziyi almost shook his head, "How is that possible! I'm already giving you face by coming here in person, okay? 200 is already the ceiling, no more."

Tang Qi: ...

She patted Jiang Ziyi on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Eat more later, not only will you not lose money, you can even make money."

The Chen family was so wealthy that they booked the entire Marriott Hotel. The cost of tonight's banquet would not be less than ten thousand yuan. There were ten people at a table, which meant an average of one thousand yuan per person.

Jiang Ziyi smiled and pulled her aside, "Then you come with me, the more you eat, the more you earn."

Tang Qi pried Jiang Ziyi's hands apart and pushed him into the banquet hall. "I have something else to do. How much I make tonight depends entirely on you."

After sending Jiang Ziyi away, Tang Qi left the hotel and got into a black Rolls-Royce parked on the road opposite the hotel.

(End of this chapter)