Rebirth Picking Leaks Started in 1992

Tongci Street, Jiabaoxuan.

As soon as Zhu Wei saw Jiang Yuan, he cast an envious look, "I know that you opened a piece of imperial green at Mr. Liu's place. I really don't know what kind of virtue you accumulated in your previous life. How can you be so lucky?"

Jiang Yuan did not continue this topic, but smiled and said:

"I went to see the shop. Brother, you are very interested in it."

"If you know that I am interested in you, if you want to do something good in the future, remember to think of me first."

Zhu Wei laughed loudly and pulled Jiang Yuan upstairs.

"When do you plan to open?"

Jiang Yuan thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I still have a few antiques in my hand, let's wait a little longer."

"By the way, has Master Mo been here these days?"

Zhu Wei frowned, "Master Mo only comes to my place every few months. If you want to buy a batch of antiques from him, I'm afraid it's unrealistic."

"Do you know where he lives?"

Zhu Wei thought for a moment, "I only know it's in Mojiawan."

Jiang Yuan nodded, chatted for a few more words, and then drove the truck to the city center.

Ye Zhiqiu's home.

Ye Zhiqiu sat on the sofa and looked at Gong Ping and Wang Kun with some confusion.

Wang Kun came for an hour and talked a lot of empty words. To sum up, he said:

"One million would never buy the Ye family."

"Oh, that's because you don't have the skills," Gong Ping chuckled, "Okay, I'll take over this matter, you can go."

"Just you?" Wang Kun's face was full of sarcasm, "I don't think I need to remind you how bad your Gong Ping's reputation is in Binhai."

"Miss Ye, this is the person you are looking for. Aren't you afraid that he will join forces with his opponents to deceive you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan walked in:

"With a villain's heart, people like you will speculate on others with the greatest malice!"

Jiang Yuan looked at Wang Kun expressionlessly, "As I said, you are not good at it, so it's no wonder we replaced you. You should be paid a penny, and you can leave now."

Wang Kun was so angry that he was shaking all over, "I have already planned it. As long as Miss Ye is willing to pay an extra 200,000 yuan, I will definitely help Miss Ye buy Ye's jewelry."

"But I can help Miss Ye save these two hundred thousand!"

Gong Ping's face was indifferent, "Whoever has the ability will eat this meal, you don't need to be angry."

"Miss Ye, are you really willing to believe him?" Wang Kun pointed at Gong Ping angrily, "Are you sure you want him to succeed me?"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded gently, "Lawyer Wang, please forgive me."

"Then just wait until you regret it!"

Wang Kun snorted coldly, picked up his briefcase and left angrily.

"It's finally quiet," Gong Ping smiled, "Let me tell you my plan."

"First of all, I will directly go through the judicial process and take Ms. Ye's two uncles to court. The result is foreseeable that Ms. Ye will be able to get part of her own shares."

"In this way, the distribution of shares between you and your two uncles can be legally clarified, and the value can be assessed more accurately."

"Then about the acquisition, I have investigated the financial situation of Jinfu Ceramics Factory. The working capital they can come up with is less than one million at all. It is very likely that they will pay it in installments. If we adopt a one-time payment method, it is also possible

Get it as soon as possible."

"I will go see your two uncles today and renegotiate with them."

Jiang Yuan smiled, Gong Ping was indeed the same Gong Ping, his thinking was clear and concise.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, "Then I'll leave it to Lawyer Gong."

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On the boulevard, Jiang Yuan took out a cigarette and handed it to

He gave one to Gong Ping and whispered:

"Since Sun Dabiao has set his sights on Ye's jewelry, he will definitely not let Miss Ye buy Ye's jewelry so easily. Please pay attention to your own safety."

"What do I have to be afraid of? The law is standing behind me!"

Gong Ping snorted coldly, "If Sun Dabiao dares to do something evil, I will sue him for the bankruptcy of Jinfu Ceramics Factory."

"Uh~" Jiang Yuan was speechless for a moment, "Anyway, please pay attention to your safety. If you have anything, you can come to me."

"I understand, let's wait for the good news," Gong Ping waved his hand confidently, boarded the bus and left.

Jiang Yuan shook his head, got into his truck and drove out of the city.

Jiangjiacun.

In just a few days, the construction site has changed a lot.

The factory building has been erected, the concrete on the ground has dried, and the old masters in the village are riding on the beams, nailing the cypress rafters one by one.

There are several kilns of blue tiles piled up in the open space next to them, and Willow Roots is instructing the villagers to put the tiles into baskets and then hoist them to the roof.

Although the villagers were sweating profusely from exhaustion, they all had smiles on their faces.

Jiang Yuan found the village chief who was busy at work and told him that he would build a house in the village for the upcoming Chen Zhong family.

Hearing that Jiang Yuan had invited powerful people from Jingdezhen back, Jiang Quanquan said excitedly:

"There's no need to find a place. We're planning to build a warehouse next to the factory, and then we can build two or three more bungalows."

"Okay," Jiang Yuan nodded, helped with the work for a while, and then hurried back to the city after dinner.

The only thing that made Jiang Yuan uneasy was that Sun Dabiao and Sun Hong had been silent, which was abnormal.

Jinfu Ceramics Factory, in Sun Dabiao's office.

Deng Wen frowned, "The factory building in Jiangjiacun is already under construction. Rather than causing trouble now, it would be better to cut off their sales in a while. When they can't make ends meet, we can just buy the factory building at a low price, which will save more worry and effort."

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"The most important thing now is Ye's jewelry," Deng Wen lit a cigarette and said in a deep voice:

"Cheng Yaojin showed up halfway, and Ye Zhiqiu's little girl actually wanted to buy Ye's."

Sun Dabiao held a cigar in his mouth, with a sinister look in his eyes, "It must be the money that old guy Ye Qingshan secretly left for her."

"What should we do next?"

Deng Wen thought for a moment and shook his head, "Legally speaking, Ye should have her share. As for taking over the shares held by her two uncles, it depends on who pays more."

"How about you ask someone to find Ye Zhiqiu and ask her to give up?"

Deng Wen's eyes sternly said, "No, the last time I sent someone to Jiangjia Village to cause trouble, the police were already secretly investigating me."

Sun Dabiao was silent for a moment. He was a good businessman, but without Deng Wen's help in solving some troubles over the years, he would never have had his current family business.

"Boss," a security guard knocked on the door, "there is a lawyer named Wang Kun at the door of the factory. He said he has something to do with you."

"Wang Kun?"

Sun Dabiao frowned, "Isn't that Ye Zhiqiu's lawyer? What can he do to me?"

Deng Wen waved his hand a little irritably: "You go and take a look. I'll leave first. During this time, let Ah Hong calm down and don't cause trouble."

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When Jiang Yuan returned to the store, it was already past three in the afternoon.

Not long after I opened the door, I saw a hunchbacked old lady with gray hair walking over carrying a basket.

She stood at the door, looked around, and shouted incoherently:

"Young man, help me sell something."

Jiang Yuan was stunned. Did this lady treat her shop as a trust store?

After helping the aunt into the shop and getting a chair for her to sit on, Jiang Yuan said:

"Auntie, trust stores are a thing of the past. I now open an antique shop."

The aunt said "Oh" as if she understood, and then opened the black cloth covering the basket, "I have a few things here, can you help me sell them?"

Jiang Yuan couldn't laugh or cry. He was thinking of how to explain, but he accidentally glanced at the contents of the basket.

A rusty alarm clock, probably a foreign product from decades ago.

There were two enamel tea cups in relatively new condition. The aunt pointed to the enamel factory next to them and said, "I bought them more than ten years ago. They are unused."

Jiang Yuan was a little dumbfounded. This was not a waste recycling station.

What really interested Jiang Yuan was a shining pen holder in the basket.

Judging from the material, this barrel should be made of huanghuali.

"Grandma, can you show me this tube?"

The old woman tremblingly handed the pen holder to Jiang Yuan, "I brought it to hold the garlic."

Jiang Yuan's mouth twitched. Huanghuali's pen holder was actually used to hold garlic.

Taking the pen holder and looking at it, Jiang Yuan thought to himself, "Good guy."

It's said to be a pen holder, but it's a bit too big.

An ordinary pen holder has a diameter of ten centimeters, which is great, but this one has an inner diameter of nearly thirty centimeters.

This is a section cut directly from the tree trunk, and then hollowed out to make a pen holder.

You know, huanghuali is extremely difficult to grow into a useful person. It takes three to four hundred years to grow so big.

The set of tables and chairs that Jiang Yuan got from Jiang Dahai some time ago was better because of the wide wood, otherwise it would really not be sold at a high price.

In modern times, such a large piece of material would have been turned into beads long ago in order not to waste it.

What's more, the carvers in the past did not have high-tech tools. Once the carving was removed, all the wood in the middle would be unusable.

Jiang Yuan looked at the patina and the 'Plum Blossoms, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum' pattern carved on the outer wall, and roughly estimated the price in his mind.

This barrel has no signature, the carving is pretty good, and the coating should be from the mid-Qing Dynasty.

In future generations, this tube would be sold for at least 150,000 yuan.

"Auntie, these things of yours are of no use. I can only keep this pen holder. How much do you want to sell it for?"

The aunt didn't seem to understand and said loudly:

"Put it here and help me sell it."

Jiang Yuan slapped his head, "Grandma, is there anyone else in your family? Can you ask your family members to come and talk to me?"

The aunt understood this time, told Jiang Yuan to wait for a while, and then walked out of the shop.

The old lady probably lived nearby. In less than twenty minutes, she brought a middle-aged man back to the shop. Judging from the middle-aged man's dress, he must be living a wealthy life.

The middle-aged man was a little helpless, "Boss, don't mind. My mother is old. Seeing you renovating it, she thought the trust store had opened again."

Jiang Yuan smiled and asked the middle-aged man to sit down, then pointed at the pen holder and said:

"The things your mother brought are of little value, but I really like this pen holder. It would suit the occasion in my shop. Please give me a price."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Isn't this what my mother used to store garlic? Why, is there any explanation for this thing?"

"This is a pen holder," Jiang Yuan pointed to the back room: "I have a desk in the back room, and it just needs a pen holder."

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, "It's useless to keep this thing at home. If you like it, just take it for ten or eight yuan."

Jiang Yuan looked ecstatic and took twenty and handed it to the man, secretly saying that he had picked up a big leak.

The middle-aged man was not pretentious and handed the money to the old mother, "Mom, you sold it for a lot of money, how about eating meat tonight?"

The old woman smiled and pulled the middle-aged man out of the shop.

Jiang Yuan looked at the backs of the mother and son, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.