Chapter 493 How about you spend another two years?
Because of Li Ye, the topic of antiques, which had cooled down a little while ago, became hot again.
Everyone talked for a long time, and gradually seemed to have reached a consensus that "if cultural relics from the mainland really ended up in Hong Kong Island, it would be better to collect a few pieces if we can, rather than letting them fall into the hands of foreigners."
However, Pei Wencong refused to give in to the dispute that Fu Guiyin wanted to resolve the most. He pushed and blocked left and right, performing Tai Chi Kung Fu in a very professional manner, with an attitude of "Don't worry, don't worry, you still need to do more."
In the end, Fu Guiyin could only leave with a lot of resentment, but Mr. Tong, Mr. Ming and Ai Zhixin who were accompanying her all looked normal, and even a little happy.
However, Mr. Huo took the girl he brought with him and had a private chat with Pei Wencong for a few words. The sound of hahaha laughter was endless and he seemed to be in a very good mood.
Watching everyone get on the car and leave, Li Ye smiled coldly.
The father and son of Prince Beile came openly to apologize and seek reconciliation today, but secretly they wanted to enter the circle of wealthy collectors in Hong Kong Island.
But why should Fu Guiyin be involved in such a good business?
Hehe, I’m afraid you don’t have much capital?
Old Song had said long ago that the Prince's family was not very well off in the lighthouse, and Guan Cihui was a man who would not give up until he saw the rabbit. So if they wanted to bring a large number of antiques to Hong Kong Island, it would definitely cost a lot of money.
According to Old Song's narration, the Prince is not a very honest person. Fu Guiyin, a rich second-generation, is just someone who is played around by the father and son.
Pei Wencong, who had seen Mr. Huo off, came back and said to Li Ye, "Mr. Li, I have made it clear to Mr. Huo that this matter cannot be let go casually. He can understand what I mean."
Li Ye smiled and said, "Is the old man here to talk about peace today? Is he here to propose marriage?"
"Is this all right now? The girl is of the right age, right status, and right family background. Your heart, which has been hungry for thirty-three years, should be satisfied."
Just now when everyone was talking, the girl next to Mr. Huo kept looking at Pei Wencong, and in the end she almost stared at him intently.
This made Li Ye feel quite emotional.
In the past, when Li Ye and Pei Wencong stood together, 90% of the girls around would look at Li Ye, but today they only glanced at Li Ye twice and only paid attention to Pei Wencong.
It turns out that girls from large families have different standards for judging people than ordinary girls.
No matter how handsome Li Ye is, he is not as handsome as the shining gold on Pei Wencong.
But Pei Wencong shook his head and said, "Mr. Li, I don't know if you understand the situation in Hong Kong Island. Most of the wealthy families in Hong Kong Island are afraid of black and red. I am now considered to be stained with red, but Mr. Huo, Mr. Li can understand it, right?"
People's views vary from time to time.
In the 1980s, many wealthy people in Hong Kong had opinions about people like Pei Wencong who were close to the mainland, and they were also a little concerned about the condition of having a clean financial situation.
You can't tell that everyone is so harmonious on weekdays, but when it comes to getting married, the difference becomes apparent. It is easy to marry a celebrity, but it is difficult to marry a socialite.
Looking back to when Queen Jing married, many people thought she was so lucky. After all, the halo of Hong Kong Island's wealthy was too dazzling at that time. Even Queen Jing was hesitant when discussing it with her family.
But later, as the times changed, the filter of the rich faded, and people discovered that she was actually the best choice, the best who could not be better.
Li Ye was surprised for a moment, then nodded slowly: "If you can stand the loneliness, just hang out for two years. When this round of investment is over, you can choose whatever you want."
Pei Wencong smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
But looking at the joy on his face that he couldn't hide no matter how hard he tried, he knew that he definitely agreed with Li Ye's proposal.
If everything Li Ye told him could come true, then he would not only be the rich bachelor in Hong Kong Island.
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After Li Ye and Fu Yiru returned home, Fu Guiru caught him and questioned him for a long time. Finally, Li Ye promised that "I will definitely make me satisfied" before she gave up.
But after Li Ye returned to the room, he dialed a number in the mainland.
The phone rang for a long time before someone answered it angrily.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
"Tan Min, is that you? Is Lao Song here?"
"Hmm? You are Li Ye? Old Song has been back to his hometown for a long time."
"Is your brother-in-law here? You can ask him to answer the phone."
Li Ye's heart tightened. If Wei Jiaxian was not at home, it would be difficult to contact Old Song. If he really let the father and son surnamed Ai transport the antiques to Hong Kong Island, wouldn't he be doing them a favor?
"My brother-in-law is at home. Please wait for a few minutes."
Tan Min put down the phone, and then Li Ye heard him open the door and go out, and after a while he called Wei Jiaxian over.
"Hey, Li Ye, do you have something to talk to me about?"
Wei Jiaxian still spoke in that low EQ way, but Li Ye didn't bother to waste time with him and just said something harsh directly.
"Contact Lao Song right away and tell him that Ai is ready to pay for the goods. Ask him to keep an eye on Guan. If anything goes wrong, you'll see how I deal with him."
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Wei Jiaxian held the receiver of the phone for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice: "I know, there will be no mistakes."
“Beep, beep, beep~”
After hanging up the phone, Li Ye went to bed peacefully.
But Wei Jiaxian quietly began to pack up his things and waited until dawn with his eyes wide open.
At daybreak, Wei Jiaxian quietly went out with his luggage on his back, but just as he reached the door, he heard Tan Min's sinister voice from behind.
"Where are you going?"
Wei Jiaxian's body stiffened for a moment, then he said nonchalantly: "I dreamed of your sister last night. I felt uneasy, so I went back to my hometown to take a look. You stay here and take care of the stall. I'll be back in a few days."
"I'm watching the stall. Hehe, I think it's better to watch you."
Tan Min walked up with a sneer, snatched Wei Jiaxian's luggage and put it on his back.
"Let's go! I'll follow you back home. Wherever you go, I'll go."
Wei Jiaxian was stunned and wanted to say something.
But Tan Min said coldly: "I have never cared about your affairs with Lao Song, but you tossed and turned all night last night. So this time, I have to take care of it."
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Fu Guiyin also tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. At around four or five in the morning, she fell asleep hugging Ai Zhixin's arm.
When she woke up, she found that there was no one around her and she didn't know where Ai Zhixin had gone.
She turned over and wanted to continue sleeping for a while, but she heard someone talking in the garden outside the window, which faintly sounded like Ai Zhixin's voice.
Fu Guiyin got out of bed and quietly went up to the terrace, where she saw Ai Zhixin and Mr. Ming sitting downstairs.
Ai Zhixin said anxiously, "Mr. Ming, please wait a moment. Two million US dollars is not a small amount. I need time to raise the money!"
"Mr. Ming" asked curiously, "I have also learned about your family's situation at the lighthouse. Two million dollars is a drop in the bucket, right? Are you hiding something from me?"
Ai Zhixin quickly said, "No, no, I just invested a large sum of money in the factory in Pengcheng recently, so I was delayed for a few days."
Mr. Ming frowned and said unhappily, "Mr. Ai, to be honest, I'm doing this cooperation for your father's sake and because you are a mainland investor, it's more convenient for me to do things.
But you have to understand that you are not the only one who can come up with two million dollars. Ms. Chen who sells mahogany furniture is more suitable than you.
And your girlfriend caused such a mess, which made Mr. Tong and I lose face."
"Yes, yes. I'm really sorry."
Fu Guiyin listened for a while, then quietly retreated, lay back on the bed, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.
Ai Zhixin had mentioned this antique transaction to her for some time, but she had not agreed.
Mr. Tong has dealt with smuggled goods before, so he is definitely not a good person. This business is risky.
However, Ai Zhixin's money was strictly controlled by his father, and he could not raise the capital. It seemed that this business was about to fail.
Do you want to give it a try?
Fu Guiyin recalled the way those people looked at her last night, as if they were looking at a poor guy. Even that country bumpkin Li Ye looked at her in the same way. How much money did he have?
And last night, the slap that Fu Guiru gave her kept making the "slapping" sound in her dream, making her wail in her dream.
How long will it take for this depressing day to end?
Fu Guiyin's mind flashed through scenes from the past like a kaleidoscope, and more than half of them were about the humiliation inflicted on her by Fu Guiru.
"Baby, time for breakfast~"
Ai Zhixin suddenly came in with a plate, placed it in front of Fu Guiyin, and put a napkin around her.
Looking at the loving breakfast in front of her, Fu Guiyin suddenly felt like she was back to more than ten years ago.
More than ten years ago, she was still a little girl who was obsessed with love!
Fu Guiyin raised her head and said very seriously: "Dear, are you sure this business is very profitable?"
Ai Zhixin was stunned for a moment, then said: "You also saw yesterday that the two rich men were very interested in antique collections.
You also know that Ms. Chen made a lot of money selling mahogany furniture, mainly because it cost Mr. Tong a lot of money to build up transportation connections."
Fu Guiyin gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give you two million dollars. Go tell Mr. Ming now that we've done the deal, but it has to be done quickly."
Ai Zhixin looked at Fu Guiyin in surprise, tears of excitement flowing out of his eyes, real tears.
He wiped his tears without caring about his image, and choked up and said, "Guiyin, I am useless and I still need your money. I also blame my father for being too strict with us children."
"No, we don't blame anyone but ourselves,"
Fu Guiyin shook her head and said, "If we are rich, do we still need to care about other people's faces? We don't care about anyone's face. If we want to sue them, we can fight them as long as we want."
"Also, I want to buy a luxury house in Mid-Levels."
"Okay, let's buy a big mansion and have lots of kids in it."
Ai Zhixin hugged Fu Guiyin tightly and kept saying sweet words to her.
But his eyes were full of contempt.
(End of this chapter)
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