Old Zhang chimed in, "Call him Young Master Liang."
"No, no, no." Liang Rong smiled awkwardly and said, "Old Zhang, please don't tease me."
"I apologize for my bad attitude just now."
Old Zhang snorted.
Liang Rong didn't even want to introduce himself just now, which not only shows that he looks down on Wu An, but also disrespects him.
But he wasn't angry.
It's not that he's magnanimous, but rather that it's unnecessary.
Why?
Having spent my whole life in this industry, I've seen all sorts of monsters and demons; most spoiled rich kids are like that.
Liang Rong looked down on ordinary people from the bottom of his heart.
This disdain is ingrained in one's bones, ingrained in one's blood.
Liang Rong's trip appeared to be to buy ambergris, but in reality, from the moment Liang Rong arrived at his shop, he had no choice but to sell it.
Not selling to Liang Rong is a minor matter.
Disrespecting the Liang family will definitely lead to more trouble in the future.
to this end.
He had no choice but to reluctantly part with it.
Liang Rong still stretched out his hand: "My name is Liang Rong, and I come from Jiangsu and Zhejiang."
"You look younger than me, I'm 24."
“I’ll call you A’an, and you can call me Brother Rong.”
"I wasn't targeting you just now, it was just an instinctive habit, sorry."
He apologized verbally, but his attitude was far from humble.
Gu Anran frowned as she looked at him, thinking to herself, "This person is really arrogant."
They even apologized with such self-righteousness.
Wu An shook hands with him: "Brother Rong, I didn't mind."
"I'm just 20."
"You absolutely deserve the title of 'brother'."
He said that, but to say that he wasn't annoyed at all would be a lie.
But he wasn't very angry.
Liang Rong seemed ill-mannered, and arrogance was written all over his face.
They explained it very clearly; that's just who he is.
He understood, after all, he was from a wealthy family.
Most importantly, he is most likely going to sell the ambergris in his possession to Liang Rong.
Although there's no need to ask for favors, it's not good to lose face and cause a huge fuss.
If we become enemies, what's the point of selling anything?
If it were his previous life, he probably wouldn't have given a second thought to this arrogant guy in front of him.
But now, he is naturally not so naive.
Harmony brings wealth.
Having more friends means having more options.
This road must be widened as you go.
His favorite thing to do now is make friends.
As the instructor said, minimize your enemies and maximize your friends.
Friends.
What a profound saying!
Having lived two lives, he may not have many other skills, but his ability to reconcile with himself is probably unmatched by many.
In layman's terms, he has matured.
Hearing Wu An speak like that, Liang Rong's smile became much more natural.
“Ah An, you’re very good. I’ll accept you as my younger brother.”
His tone remained as arrogant as ever.
Wu An nodded with a smile.
Actually, people who are arrogant in a superficial way are easier to get along with.
For example, right now.
Let him be arrogant. When it comes time to discuss the deal, I'll definitely get my share of the benefits.
Old Zhang was somewhat surprised.
He took the initiative to speak earlier because he was afraid that Wu An would give Liang Rong a hard time.
Looking at it this way, he was overthinking it.
Wu An was several years younger than Liang Rong, but he appeared much more mature than Liang Rong.
He had previously thought that Wu An was really lucky to have found ambergris.
But now he feels that Wu An's good luck is secondary; his real ability is to be tolerant and to save face.
It's impossible for someone like this not to succeed in society.
Old Zhang praised Wu An in his heart, and thought about how he would make up for the grievances Wu An had suffered later with money.
Old Zhang was unaware that at this moment, his thoughts coincided with Wu An's.
It's inevitable that the two of them would have the same thoughts.
If it weren't for the money, who wouldn't want to unleash a barrage of attacks on the spot?
Everyone knows that it would be so satisfying to trample Liang Rong underfoot.
Unaware that Wu An and Elder Zhang were secretly plotting against him, Liang Rong took the initiative to say, "Elder Zhang, Elder An, you were just saying you were going to get ambergris? You were worried about it being stolen, I bet it's quite a lot."
Where is it?
"Let me see this."
Wu An led the way.
soon.
Wu An carried the ambergris out of the car and got out. Gu Anran quickly went up to help support it. Liang Rong was shocked to see such a large ambergris.
"Could something this big be ambergris?"
"Is it really ambergris?"
"Elder Zhang..."
Old Zhang coughed, looked around, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's go back first."
The group hurriedly returned to the shop.
close the door.
Lock it.
Wu An placed the ambergris on the table with a loud "bang," which infuriated Old Zhang, who glared at him and said, "Be careful!"
Wu An said, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
Previously, when I was prying open white butterfly clams, although I applied medicine and the condition improved day by day, the aftereffects were still there, and my arm would occasionally feel weak.
Seeing a few specks of foam fall down, Old Zhang said, "This is perfect for verifying whether something this big is indeed ambergris."
The same procedure was followed, and soon smoke filled the air.
Liang Rong immediately leaned in to smell it, took a deep breath, and then looked intoxicated: "Yes, yes, yes, that's the smell, it's ambergris!"
"My goodness! We've been searching for ambergris for years, even traveling to many places overseas, but this is the first time we've ever seen one this big!"
"This time, I'm going to really shine."
"Hahaha."
After saying that, he burst into laughter, as if the ambergris in front of him was already his.
That's...good.
Anyone in business knows that the easiest customers to take advantage of are those who walk in, pick out a product, and act like they're "I have to buy this, it's mine."
Liang Rong is a case in point.
Wu An squinted at Liang Rong with a smile and asked, "Brother Rong, you said you've never seen it before. Is it possible that you're just ignorant?"
"Is such a large piece of ambergris really that rare?"
Liang Rong glared and shouted, "Am I ignorant?"
"Little brother, you really underestimate your brother Rong."
"I've seen dozens, if not hundreds, of ambergris, and they're all basically this size."
As they were talking.
He waved his hand, signaling one of his bodyguards to bring out the ambergris he had just bought.
A few dozen grams of ambergris is a common and mainstream amount.
For Liang Rong, having too many of these sizes was like having chicken ribs—too much to throw away, but tasteless to eat. Even if he took them out, the old man would at most just give him a second glance.
Liang Rong belatedly realized that his reaction had been a bit too excited, and earnestly explained, "It's not that brother is making a fuss, it's just that it's really rare."
Wu An suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."
I was secretly laughing my head off.
The ambergris he's selling is becoming increasingly valuable.
Increase the stakes.
Crazy rampage!
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