Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Modu Old Tea House is a very atmospheric tea restaurant. In this era when young people are yearning for foreign countries, Western food and red wine seem to be the standard features of high-end places.

Places like teahouses and theaters seem to be places only drowsy old people go.

But in fact, many people who make red wine and eat Western food are arty and think that foreign famous wines are so respectable and awesome. In fact, few of these people are really rich.

Otherwise, look at those real big guys, you give him a bottle of 10-year-old daughter's red and a bottle of so-called Lafite, and you see which one he chooses.

There is a delicious Buddha Jumping Over the Wall and a wagyu steak from a so-called five-star Michelin restaurant. Which one do you think he eats?

Carefully observe all those who promote red wine, those who promote steak, and those who promote Western high-end. Except for those who don’t know the so-called public intellectuals, they are a group of people who have suddenly become rich in recent years.

This group of people can't get along with the real high-end society, nor can they integrate into it. They can't afford antiques worth tens of millions or hundreds of millions.

So I took a small amount of hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars and used the so-called gentleman and so-called high-end in the West to package myself up and make myself look like a person of five or six.

A set of so-called furniture imported from Italy only costs hundreds of thousands or even millions. This amount of money is not enough to pay for the few Taishi chairs in the living room of Yang Dongxu's courtyard in Yanjing University.

Whether imported furniture is imported or customized, it even feels so rare and high-end. It takes six months and a year for the customized furniture to arrive, which whets people's appetite.

But the Taishi chair and the furniture in the living room of Yang Dongxu's courtyard, let alone half a year, you waved the money and you didn't go out to buy them.

In short, people who are really rich and well-off in China can play things that ordinary people who have become rich can't afford, and they have no way to enter this circle.

But he couldn't let others feel that he was a rich old man who suddenly got rich, so he packed himself with a bunch of so-called high-end Western things, hoping that others wouldn't see that he was a jerk.

Take this old teahouse in Shanghai as an example. It seems that the people drinking tea are all Shanghai's old-fashioned petty bourgeoisie. They don't look as good as those who come to Shanghai to work and become rich. They are well-dressed and covered in famous brands.

These people spend thousands of yuan for a Western meal, but a morning of tea in an old teahouse seems to cost a few hundred yuan, so the people with beautiful clothes look richer than those who come to the old teahouse to drink tea.

But the old men and women who come to drink tea in the old teahouse will tell you that their house was demolished and divided into 10 apartments?

Your so-called wealthy family can only buy one apartment in Shanghai, while several apartments in other people's homes are gathering dust and no one is living in them.

You think you are a company manager with an annual salary of one million, and your connections seem to be great, but it turns out that his son works in a bank, a relative is a district mayor, or even a family member has connections to mine abroad. How can you compare this?

So sometimes when they say they come to old teahouses to discuss business, some young people just curl their lips, feeling that the people who go to old teahouses to discuss business are the salespeople who trick old men and ladies into buying health care products for the elderly.

I am a senior white-collar worker, and I go out to discuss business. Why is it Blue Mountain? Starbucks is standard, right?

What do you mean by inviting me to an old teahouse like KFC to talk? Who are you looking down on?

Little did you know that if you could negotiate a business deal with an old man who often comes to drink tea in a place like an old teahouse, you might just meet a noble person in your life.

For example, right now, Yang Dongxu and Wei Fei were walking into the old teahouse, and they happened to see a very successful man wearing glasses and a luxury suit, nodding and bowing to send away a customer who came out of the old teahouse.

The guest over there had just left not far away, and the man who nodded and bowed with a smile couldn't hide the look of disdain on his face.

He kept asking the pretty female assistant next to him for paper towels to wipe his hands and clothes. It seemed that he had just sat in such a low-end teahouse for a while, and the value of his awesome brand-name clothes was devalued by dirty things.

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When he saw Yang Dongxu and Wei Fei flying into the teahouse, they refused to let them go. They stood in the middle of the door and blocked it, cursing and almost wanting to vomit out the tea they just had. It seemed that it would make him have diarrhea.

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The security guard at the door of the teahouse frowned and almost stepped forward to beat this guy up. Why is a stinky part-time worker pretending to be your mother here?

Wei Fei and Yang Dongxu walked sideways into the teahouse.

Wei Fei couldn't help but shook his head when he saw the employee at the door who didn't know the company and was still wiping him off. He wished he could just go to a room and find a bathtub to soak in the skin.

"That's the end of it for people like this."

"The more you lack something, the more you care about it. It's like a poor man cares about others disapproving of him because he is not generous enough. He has too low self-esteem, so he wants to use something to disguise himself as powerful." Yang Dongxu couldn't help but shook his head.

The two of them came here today only for Li Yihang's treat. They didn't expect to see such a scene at the gate.

Li Yihang asked Yang Dongxu to come over to discuss business. After Wei Fei found out, he came to join in the fun, and Zhu Hengyi accompanied him.

A few people asked for a private room, and four people sat there drinking tea. A girl with good temperament and good looks in a cheongsam was waiting on the side to perform a tea ceremony.

The business the four people discussed was only worth 1 million U.S. dollars. According to the current exchange rate, it would be about 7.3 million yuan.

For the account manager downstairs, because he looked down on places like the old teahouse, he would say sourly that a business of more than 7 million yuan was nothing.

Hundreds of millions of dollars belong to him.

But although the business was not big, what was discussed was the sale of private islands. Not to mention the account manager who just met at the door who disliked old teahouses. It is estimated that the boss of his company would not be able to get involved in such a business.

Because this seems to be a business with a small transaction volume, it is not something that ordinary people can play.

"There is no public sale and purchase of islands for the time being. At least currently, countries no longer buy and sell the islands they own. They are basically leasing them, for example, for one hundred or two hundred years.

In fact, it is similar to buying and selling, except that the concept of selling is that this thing is private and no longer belongs to the country's territory. The concept of leasing is that although this place is a private island, it is still someone else's territory.

So unless there are special circumstances, the current islands can only be rented, not bought." After sitting down, Yang Dongxu took a sip of tea.

Listening to the soft and waxy Modu tunes on the stage downstairs, I felt that this place was pretty good.

"Then let's rent it. Who knows how long it will take before we meet a crazy president who wants to sell the island? But even if the rent of 5.2 square kilometers was recently paid for 1 million US dollars, isn't it too small?" Li Yihang couldn't help but say.