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But since he came to investigate, Zhao Ze could only bear with it and said, "You tell your boss that I'm here to do counterfeit currency business.

Zhao Ze said it blatantly, which startled the shopkeeper and the waiter at the side.

The shopkeeper almost didn't cover Zhao Ze's mouth directly.

Business is not a serious business, if it spreads, it will lose your head.

When Zhao Ze said it so blatantly, the two people on the side were scared into a cold sweat.

The shopkeeper hurriedly stopped Zhao Ze's words: "I understand what you mean, young master, I will go up to find the drawing board now.

Sure enough, after a while, a person came down from upstairs.

Similar to the "400" described by Lin Zhizhou, a small businessman in his forties.

Guo Yunsheng walked over, looking a little nervous.

The shopkeeper at the side quickly introduced, "This is the son who just said that he wants to do business with you, the boss."

"It seems that the young master came here specially after hearing the news?"

The boss stared at Zhao Ze slyly and looked up and down, "But I see that the young master is born, who is the father? What is the name of the business at home, why haven't I met you before?"

Now the entire city of Xianyang is under intense investigation, and Guo Yunsheng is also very vigilant.

Seeing that Zhao Ze was young and had a new appearance, he was naturally afraid of Zhao Ze court officials.

If this is found out on his head, he will not lose his head, so life is the most important thing in everything. After all, no matter how much money you earn, if your life is gone, it is not worth it.

Seeing him questioning his identity, Zhao Ze didn't panic, and said calmly: "Have you heard of the biggest brothel king in Xianyang City, Zhao Zhe.

"If you tell Boss Guo that you are worried, you can go to Bawangji and call the shopkeeper over there, and say that I am looking for him."

Hearing Bawangji and Zhao Zhe, the boss first scratched his head and thought about it, and finally realized it.

"So you are the mysterious Mr. Zhao. How can you bother the shopkeeper to come over? Isn't Bawang Ji still doing business? Since Mr. Zhao said yes, I'll go over and ask tonight.

Bawangji is the largest brothel in Xianyang City, and anyone with a little bit of status in Xianyang City has been there.

If Zhao Ze is really the Mr. Zhao in the rumors, if he goes early now, Jiu Wangji's palm reading will be really ignorant.

And he had heard about a song before, and when he inquired about it, someone would naturally know who Ba Wang Ji's boss is.

It's just that this so-called Mr. Zhao has never shown his face, and everyone has never seen him. All he knows is that his name is Zhao Zhe.

Knowing that Zhao Ze is the boss of Bawangji, Guo Yunsheng's eyes instantly became eager, "But Mr. Zhao has heard about the big name for a long time, but he has never seen a real person. I didn't expect you to be so young."

"Since we are here today, let's go upstairs to talk, this is really too noisy."

"And it's so boring to stand and talk. It just so happens that a batch of new tea has been brought from Jiangnan, and it's just for Mr. Zhao to taste it."

"However, although my tea is not as good as Bawang Ji's tea, it can only be regarded as a grievance, Mr. Zhao, you have a taste.

Bawang Ji is the largest brothel in Xianyang City, with a daily turnover of nearly one million.

If you cooperate with Zhao Ze, won't you earn a lot of money?

At this moment, his heart has fallen into the nest of money, and his previous vigilance has been relaxed.

Seeing him greet him with a smile, Zhao Ze followed him upstairs.

The second floor of Yunqing Pavilion is a few private rooms, and the sound of the piano is transmitted to the private rooms, and the sound is melodious and clear.

Compared with the noisy first floor, the second floor is really a quiet place.

After the two sat down, K came in soon

A faint tea fragrance wafted across his face, and Zhao Ze thought the smell was very familiar.

It was only after Yipin that I realized that this is not the Jiangnan green tea that Hu Hai likes the most...

At that time, he felt that the taste of the tea was not good, and he felt the same way now.

Seeing him take a sip, Guo Yunsheng looked at Zhao Ze expectantly and asked, "What do Mr. Zhao think of this tea?"

Zhao Ze left a thin face on his mouth, "If this tea is to compare with those teas that are drunk by a thousand gold, it is indeed a thousand miles away.

"However, I think Boss Guo's tea should be for the guests in the building. If the price is moderate, the taste of this tea is not bad."

Zhao Ze is used to drinking good tea in Xianyang Palace.

Although this tea is not bad, it is indeed not comparable to the expensive tea that the daughter of the palace drinks.

Only Hu Hai prefers this taste.

So Zhao Ze only talked about cost performance, even if this tea is sold at the price of ordinary tea, it is really rare.

Sensing the meaning of Chu Zhao Ze's words, Boss Guo retreated and said: "It seems that this kind of tea is not going to be popular in the building.

"If the price is moderate, then if you sell it in this tea shop, you will lose money."

"The cost of drinking tea from Jiangnan is almost five taels per catty."

"If you sell it at the usual tea price, then each pot of tea is only 0.2 for 50 Wen."

Guo Yunsheng said with a sigh, "I tasted good tea, but judging by Mr. Zhao's reaction, this tea should not be considered good tea, and the price doesn't match.

Zhao Ze just smiled and said nothing.

Then there are many ways to do business in Xianyang City based on the portal. If you don't want to lose money on tea alone, the green tea in front of you is really not good.

After talking about the pot of tea in front of him, Zhao Ze asked tentatively: "The number of counterfeit coins circulating in Xianyang City has already accounted for half. A counterfeit coin?".