Chapter 160 Help Me Steal a Letter
Tang Liming: "I didn't know that Mr. Yu didn't like you very much. I thought he just asked me to take care of you secretly. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
"fine."
Without him as a middleman, ten million wouldn't have been so easy to obtain.
"Although I was instructed by Mr. Yu to take care of you, after getting to know you, I really admire you and hope to have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."
Tang Liming reached out his hand.
Shan Qingshan grasped it.
A friendly handshake is completed, and then the touch is gone.
Zhou Chong was still talking to his grandfather, insisting that his grandfather praise Shan Qingshan, but before he could succeed, he turned around.
His wife, who's so big, has disappeared!
He hurriedly went to look for him and saw Shan Qingshan not far from the private room, surrounded by several people who were handing him business cards.
There was one who was quite good-looking, and she was closest to Xiaobao.
Zhou Chong knew him.
A spy planted by my grandfather!
Tang Liming!
Zhou Chong gritted his teeth and retreated to the private room.
Grandpa: "Didn't you go to look for someone?"
"I'm out there, busy."
Zhou Chong wasn't the kind of person who was immature, unreasonable, or love-struck.
I won't disturb you at this time.
"Even when you're busy, you still need to eat. The food outside is usually not very good." This private room is for individual meals. "Call the people in."
We've got an excuse!
Zhou Chong immediately went out and brought Shan Qingshan back to the private room.
The dishes were served one after another.
There weren't many people at the table; almost all of them were my grandfather's age. When a group of business tycoons sit together, it's inevitable that they'll talk about the economic situation, and occasionally they'll mention Zhou Chong and Shan Qingshan.
Shan Qingshan is a man of few words. He will answer questions, but most of the time he just listens.
But Zhou Chong was different.
Talented players even cheat and get reborn.
Every sentence or two hits the nail on the head.
The focus of the conversation at the dinner table gradually shifted to Zhou Chong. He was in no way inferior to the seasoned business veterans who had dominated the market for decades, and his aura even seemed to be subtly overwhelming them.
Not only that, he was also able to take care of Shan Qingshan's meals.
When the turntable spun too fast, he would reach out and stop it, letting Shan Qingshan pick up food and even remove fish bones for him.
"Old Yu, your grandson is something else!"
Grandpa said proudly, "Don't you know whose child this is?"
"After you inherit the family business, you'll probably dominate it. Remember to treat us to a bowl of soup."
Zhou Chong made some polite but dismissive remarks, then turned to his head and said, "This wasabi flavor is strong, you probably won't like it. This Longjing shrimp will suit your taste."
After saying that, he put two spoonfuls into Shan Qingshan's bowl.
Grandpa: "..."
The others at the table: "..."
Shan Qingshan lowered his head and ate.
It really suits my taste.
It seems that nothing Zhou Chong gave him was a bad choice.
He likes them all.
How eerie.
The mango allergy incident was also quite strange.
The level of skill she displayed in bed was also strange.
Shan Qingshan could not find a single reason that could explain all three things at the same time.
As the meal drew to a close, the assistant brought over the list of items to be auctioned that evening.
My grandfather's old friend glanced at it and smiled.
Looking at her grandfather, she said, "It's all because of you. Look at all these things."
Jewelry, jade, calligraphy and paintings...
He organized this dinner mainly so the younger generation could have some fun, get along, and get to know each other. If it were too expensive, it wouldn't be the same thing.
Tonight's group is clearly here for Mr. Yu. They hope Mr. Yu will take a liking to them, so they can sell him to them at a low price, establish a connection, and do him a favor.
My maternal grandfather could read ten lines at a glance.
"You're blaming me for what they did? Besides, aren't there also cheap deals that are given away for free?"
"That's because they didn't get the news." The old friend closed the booklet. "Why didn't you tell your grandson?"
How was I supposed to know they were coming?
The old friend looked at Shan Qingshan and asked, "Why did you think of leaving a pen here, kid?"
"practical."
Even the most powerful CEO needs a pen to sign his name.
"Seeing so many expensive gifts, didn't you think about replacing them?"
“Zhou Chong told me about the usual practices, and there was no rule prohibiting low-priced goods from participating on-site. I don’t need to follow other people’s lead.”
Grandpa's old friend looked appreciative.
Do not be influenced by other factors, and stick to your own principles.
rare.
It still takes the courage to put down a pen in front of a pile of valuable auction items.
rare.
Facing so many elders at the dinner, I didn't show any timidity, and I dared to express my different ideas frankly.
rare.
"Old Yu, what did you just say? It's nothing special? Why don't you give this child to me?"
Before Zhou Chong could speak, his grandfather frowned.
"Child abduction?"
You don't think you're good enough for them.
"You're going to take all those things out there that I don't want?"
My old friend laughed heartily, “I knew you wouldn’t want to part with it. This kid was dug up from the mountains, right? Looking at him, I even want to go for a stroll in the mountains and try my luck to see if I can bring one back like this.”
Grandpa was proud, smug, and cocky.
"Are you selling good kids wholesale?"
His old friend, too lazy to argue with him, looked at Shan Qingshan.
"I need a pen, I'll take yours."
Grandpa glanced at him sideways.
When he looked at the list of auction items, the first person he went to was Shan Qingshan.
When I saw that the item on the register was a pen, I decided to bid a high price for it.
Shan Qingshan is now practically family to him, so he can't be embarrassed.
Is there still anyone trying to take it from him?!
Moreover, this person not only wanted to steal the pen, but also the person!
Will my grandfather let him succeed?
As soon as Shan Qingshan pushed the pen up, Grandpa was about to raise his sign.
There was a girl's voice coming from the corner.
"thirty."
Grandpa: Who is it?
Zhou Chong looked in the direction of the sound and saw people.
She lowered her voice and told Shan Qingshan, "Shi Qinya, I didn't expect her to come too."
Tang Liming also raised his sign, "Fifty."
Grandpa: ? ? ?
Zhou Chong raised his sign, "Five hundred."
Grandfather: ...
My grandfather's friend: "Ten thousand."
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
They all looked up at the stage.
It's a pen.
Morning light
0.5mm gel pen.
It's not gold-plated.
Whispers began to circulate among those around them.
Whose pen is it?
"Shanqing Mountain".
"Zhou Shao's boyfriend? He's here too?"
"He came on his own. He has a project and is working on a mathematical model with the Tan family. I heard that the prototype is out."
"Mathematical model?"
The people around them all perked up their ears and their eyes lit up.
Why didn't you say so earlier?!
Everyone here is a shrewd individual. A mature mathematical model can help mitigate risks and greatly increase the success rate of investments!
Even if Shan Qingshan has no connection with the Zhou family, we still have to win him over!
Immediately, everyone raised their signs.
Whether or not we can get a shot is secondary.
The most important thing is to use this as a gesture of goodwill!
The price of that 2.5 yuan ballpoint pen from Shan Qingshan was pushed up to 30,000 yuan through back-and-forth arguments...
fifty thousand……
100,000...
It's getting increasingly outrageous.
Even more outrageous,
That's absolutely outrageous.
And the price is still going up.
Seeing so many people scrambling for it, Zhou Chong felt like they weren't fighting over a pen, but over his wife!
In a fit of anger, he doubled the price!
Then, Shan Qingshan took the bidding paddle away, forbidding him from participating in the auction.
Finally, Shan Qingshan's ballpoint pen was auctioned off for 300,000 yuan to an old friend of my grandfather, who also exchanged business cards with Shan Qingshan.
Grandpa was so angry he rolled his eyes.
After the auction, many people approached Shan Qingshan to exchange business cards.
Since Shan Qingshan didn't bring enough, he could only write his contact information on the other party's business card as a form of exchange.
As the crowd gradually dispersed, Shi Qinya was finally able to step forward and share that her small game company had a bright future. Not only were the games it launched very popular, but the related merchandise also sold exceptionally well!
The items Shi Qinya submitted for auction were game merchandise.
"You're busy with school and work, so I didn't dare bother you. We'll be distributing dividends around the middle of the year, and since you're a major shareholder, just wait for your share!"
Shan Qingshan remained calm.
Is further investment still needed?
Shi Qinya's eyes lit up. "You're giving it to me again?"
What kind of male deity is this? He's the God of Wealth!
Shan Qingshan: "I need your help with something."
"you say."
"Go to your high school and steal a letter for me."
Shichenya: Huh?
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