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Feng Jun hesitated, and Fang Shi replied, "In the short term, a down payment of no more than 20 million can be considered. As for the future ... money is not a problem. I have been nervous these days.

The young agent hung up the phone and twitched his lips. "A property with a down payment of 20 million ... is this also straining?"

But then he jumped up and clenched his fists fiercely, "I can pay the down payment with this order!"

Not to mention the excitement of the intermediary, Wang Haifeng finally called on Zhang Wei and Li Qiang to meet with Feng Jun at night.

Not long ago, although the three of them also had contacts with Feng Jun, they always felt in their hearts that this person came from a small place and had no industry in Zhengyang, which was not worth paying special attention to.

But in this short period of time, Feng Jun has developed at an astonishing rate. At present, although there is no industry in Zheng Yang, he has opened an account of more than 2 million in Shenghai Securities.

And today Wang Haifeng also heard that Xiao Feng is looking for a house with a down payment of no more than 20 million.

And his "mining" career has given him a "triad" aura, as long as he possesses such attributes, most people will be treated with courtesy by most people.

Halfway through the drink, Wang Haifeng suggested that everyone continue to fight on KTV. Zhang Wei heard the words and looked at Li Qiang with a smile.

Li Qiang's face suddenly flushed a little, "Look what I'm doing? Go and chant."

"I'm not very interested," Feng Jun shook his head. "Recently, I seem to have **** with women."

Li Qiang said a little sourly, "Of course you don't need to go to KTV anymore. Come to a nearby person and everything will be solved."

Zhang Wei heard the words and laughed loudly, and Wang Haifeng also looked strange-he was not there at the time, but he had heard many times.

Seeing Li Qiang's face hesitant, Zhang Wei stopped his laughter, "By boss Feng, did you get a good view? How does it taste?"

"Not taken," Feng Jun shook his head, and said seriously, "The people are not the kind of people you think."

The other three laughed, and even Li Qiang's eyebrows were full of smiles-you added a beautiful woman's WeChat, but you can only watch it and you can't take it down, which is probably more depressed than not adding friends. Right?

Feng Jun had also wanted to talk about introducing good scenery into the fund, too lazy to mention it.

But at the same time, he remembered another thing, "Brother Zhang, do you have precious metals business in Shenghai?"

"Hold the grass, you asked," Zhang Wei rolled his eyes, "You tell me, which securities company does not make precious metals?"

Feng Jun continued to ask, "I'm not talking about futures, what about spot?"

"Spot ..." Zhang Wei was choked to death, and he wanted to give a few words. He suddenly remembered a possibility, and he looked all over. "You mean, the mine you dig out and want to sell it?"

"No matter what I dig out, it is best to find someone in the industry to trade ... that is a private mine," Feng Jun glanced at him. "It seems that there is no need to find your securities company?"

Speaking of which, he couldn't help thinking of the scene in the afternoon. The gold prospectors worked hard to find the sands. Most of them had to be sold to companies such as Hang Lung?

No matter how good it is at the mine, it is useless. When you come to the city, you must abide by the rules in the city. The gold prospectors are rampant and can't afford to survive the big companies that rely on the rules.

"Private mine, I also have a way," Zhang Wei's eyes widened. "Gold, silver, copper, iron, iron and aluminum ... you say what you want to sell."

"I don't sell, I buy," Feng Junya smiled, "Silver ... is there a way?"

"Of course," Zhang Wei slapped his thigh and replied proudly. "Don't dare to say more, it's okay to get you a few tons."

There is an inextricable relationship between the securities company and the spot of precious metals. This needless to say.

Feng Jun nodded, "That's good, the silver I want is definitely calculated in tons, but ... Can you help roughing it?"

He has discovered that the state has strict control over gold, and silver is much looser.

In fact, in society nowadays, silver has basically lost its currency function, and deregulation is inevitable.

The price of silver is about three or four dollars and one gram. In the space of the mobile phone space, the exchange of silver and gold is one hundred to one, and one hundred dollars for one or two gold.

In a real society, the price of one hundred grams of silver is usually higher than one gram of gold. If Feng Jun wants to bring silver to another plane, he has to cast the silver into silver dollars-there is no silver ingot in that plane Or loose pieces of silver.

In this way, the cost of bringing silver from the real world is higher than that of bringing gold. Aside from the comparison of monetary value, only the weight, a hundred times the weight, will definitely consume more energy points.

However, Feng Jun still feels that taking silver is not a loss in the past-how much risk is reduced by this thing being unregulated?

People are like this. In hard times, they have a relatively high tolerance for risk, but as soon as the net worth comes up, there will be a strong sense of risk prevention and control.

"Rough machining is definitely no problem," Zhang Wei replied with a smile. "Don't process it into a variety of silver ornaments. It is best if you can unify the template ... all processed into silver dollars is the best."

"That's good," Feng Jun nodded, and said that I just wanted to process it into silver dollars. Then, he took out a silver dollar from his pocket, slapped it on the table, and said with a smile, "It's all processed like this It ’s just ... a ton first. "

What he came up with was the silver dollar brought out of the mobile phone space, which was not in line with any silver dollar in the real world.

Zhang Wei picked it up curiously, flipped it around, and pinched the center with his two fingertips, blowing out a breath.

The sound of "ding" sounded softly, and the silver dollar screamed, crisp and long, just the sound of silver.

"Huh? What a silver dollar," Li Qiang stretched out his hand and snatched the silver dollar.

This guy was a bit knowledgeable, and after taking a look, he recognized the seal character above, "Dadao ... Where is this silver dollar?"

"Just be a prop," Feng Jun smiled, then looked at Zhang Wei, "Isn't this silver dollar pattern complicated?"

Zhang Wei sneered, "The casting cost of this thing is lower than a dollar coin, and the silver dollar is valuable, mainly reflected in the silver itself ..."

Speaking of which, he gave Feng Jun a surprised look, "What do you want a ton of this thing for?"

"You should be a prop for filming," Feng Jun said casually.

Seeing that the other party was still asking questions, he frowned, and said impatiently, "I want to buy silver and what I am willing to process into it. That's my business. I don't need to explain to anyone ... just say Can the sale be done? "

Not to mention, this person is a cheap skin. Once he was frying, Zhang Wei was embarrassed to ask again-originally, the value of the silver dollar is mainly in the silver itself, not in the processing technology.

So he laughed, "I'm still wondering if you want to buy an island, then declare independence, and consider coining yourself."

This is of course a joke, but if you can make such a joke, Zhang Wei ’s brain is definitely not small.

Feng Jun glanced at him sideways, "So that's it?"

"It will be settled," Zhang Wei replied casually. A ton of silver is worth more than 3 million. He can get a six-figure income by matching it from the middle, but for him, such matching also exists. Risk, so it is considered to make a little money.

The crux of the problem is that he is embarrassed to ask Feng Jun for a deposit. If Feng Jun is still a poor egg, he will definitely ask for money, but now ... over two million people are lying on Shenghai Securities' account.

Instead, Wang Haifeng said, "Feng Jun, will you give him a deposit?"

"Don't use it," Zhang Wei waved his hands again and again. "Hand over money and hand over delivery ... It would be nice to pay a little processing fee."

Feng Jun glanced at him, "There is no problem with the processing fee. Are two points enough?"

After agreeing on this matter, it's not too early. Zhang Wei thought he would have a small income and kindly invited everyone to sing.

Feng Jun simply refused, and he would go to the park to continue his cultivation.

That night, he also finished the third picture of the fourth type. According to his estimation, he should be able to practice the fourth picture tomorrow night, and then ... middle-level martial artist?

Feng Jun always felt that there was something wrong. Lang Zhen practiced for more than ten years before cultivating to the primary martial arts division, and later fell to the realm due to injuries.

It is true that when the lone wolf was in the junior martial arts division, he was able to fight the intermediate martial arts division without falling down, but that was only because of the powerful combat strength. He never stepped on the threshold of the intermediate martial arts division.

Feng Jun couldn't help but wonder: even if I have the protagonist aura, I can practice so quickly, it seems a bit exaggerated.

He had been wondering whether he had practiced a fake tuna method, but he didn't find it, and someone behind him followed.

The next day, he brought the sapphire to Hang Lung, even if this transaction was completed.

Liang Haiqing was not there at the time. After the inspection of Henglong people, he asked casually, "Would boss Feng wait for President Liang?"

"Wait, wait," Feng Jun said very well. "Bring me some books about jade."

An hour later, Liang Haiqing came back and heard that Feng Jun was waiting for himself, and immediately trot over.

As soon as he entered the reception room ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he took the initiative to apologize first, "Boss Feng, the gang of gold digging guys, a little bit out of tune. We talked to them and we often bargained. What happened yesterday was really Nothing to do with me."

Cooperating with him, he thought that Feng Jun would not ask him to ask him if he was sitting today.

"The past is over, so let's take an example," Feng Jun waved his hand and spoke lightly.

He found that Liang Haiqing had something to do with it, but it was n’t because of yesterday ’s skin. “We have worked together twice before and traded three pieces of jade. Is n’t it generally pleasant?”

"Happy," General Manager Liang nodded and said with a smile, "Very pleasant."

This smile is not only from the heart, but also brings some flattery-can it be unpleasant? Have to be happy!

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