Siheyuan: I'm Shazhu's Neighbor

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Restaurant!

Xu Dongqing was sitting in the hotel lobby, leaning against the glass wall, looking at the busy traffic outside. On this windy and snowy day, there were indispensable people begging for a living.

"Brother, I need your help."

Chen Jianjun looked like a hypocrite, and Xu Dongqing looked at him quietly.

No matter what happens, don’t go to the Three Treasures Hall.

The alley he is in is also Zhengyangmen, but they are not in the same courtyard.

These days.

The people who can live in courtyard houses are basically indigenous people.

"Haha."

Xu Dongqing sneered.

For Chen Jianjun.

Although you have the ability, you still have to be on guard.

This guy is selling fake antiques, but it’s all his own people.

Although the people in the courtyard.

Due to selfish motives, everyone saw that after Han Chunming became rich, he had more than one small western-style building and a branded car driving around him every day.

It’s hard not to be jealous.

Everyone here wants to get rich.

But this is the person in the world who can really make a fortune.

There are only three types.

The first type is the trend-setter of the times.

A classic saying.

On the cusp of the storm.

Even pigs can fly.

The second type is that the family is powerful.

Rely on context.

They can take off safely.

The third type is black gold trading.

And in front of me.

The business that Chen Jianjun discussed with Xu Dongqing was black gold trading. This guy wanted to get start-up capital from Xu Dongqing. Over the years, this guy also had some savings.

I also tricked a few other people.

The income is good.

But he is now.

It's still a bit embarrassing after all.

Thinking about harvesting Xu Dongqing.

He didn't even look at the sickle in his hand to see if it was fast or not. If it was not fast, Xu Dongqing would just cut the scythe and finally let him lose all his capital in it.

That’s it.

Speechless.

"Chen Jianjun, I understand your purpose, but I really deserve the things on the table. You should take them away." Xu Dongqing said calmly.

Send guests off directly.

He understands the origin of the four small bowls.

This is also what is written on his sign upstairs.

But Chen Jianjun, he doesn’t know, does he think everything about Xu Dongqing is a coincidence?

"Why?"

"Brother, I know that Han Chunming's first pot of gold also started from you. Do you just want to see your brother Yi Zhonghai become poor? Chen Jianjun is playing the emotional card."

Naihe.

Xu Dongqing doesn’t accept this at all.

This guy has done a lot of things like crossing rivers and burning bridges.

Of course.

On the other hand.

Chen Jianjun is still very talented, but it is a pity that he has not used it in the right way. This guy is very skilled in the art of counterfeiting, and even Han Chunming cannot compare with it.

Now.

"The Tao is different."

Xu Dongqing didn't say much, but the way Chen Jianjun looked at him.

Something is abnormal.

That’s it.

What kiss?

It’s the most cost-effective to buy gold.

With a faint smile.

Chen Jianjun left unwillingly, but all this was actually expected.

Before leaving.

And take that fake home.

Tsk tsk.

After Chen Jianjun left, Han Chunming walked out of the kitchen and carefully looked at Chen Jianjun's leaving figure. When he turned around, he saw nothing.

"Brother, how about it, you still need to thank me."

Han Chunming climbed up the pole.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

"Thank you."

Xu Dongqing was even amused by this guy.

They are just aborigines in TV series.

But Xu Dongqing has opened the eyes of God, and is actually aware of every move they make. Even Chen Jianjun, a young man like Chen Jianjun, has not come to see him for many years.

You can see it.

Chen Jianjun lies again.

"Shouldn't it be?"

Han Chunming took a sip of tea.

"This Chen Jianjun is a villain."

"A master of parrying."

"I know that you are also a collector. Although there is not a single antique in this courtyard, the small western-style building is your museum." Han Chunming reminded.

"Haha."

"Chen Jianjun, he is a master of counterfeiting. He can almost pass the fake as the real thing. I still admire his craftsmanship very much. This guy's craftsmanship is still a bit lacking now."

"I want to wait until his counterfeiting methods can deceive everyone, and I will accept his products. Maybe in a few decades, the things made by this guy will not be qualified to be placed in a pile of treasures."

Xu Dongqing’s 13 costumes.

Haha.

"You have a high vision."

Han Chunming is no longer trying to persuade.

Instead, he talked about another thing.

"Brother, some time ago, didn't we collaborate on construction? This dividend has come down. When will you take it? I always feel a little uncomfortable if I put these hundreds of w's here."

Han Chuntao reminded.

Smile.

"Tomorrow, I'll have someone pick it up."

"Hmm."

"You can take it anytime."

After Han Chunming took a sip of tea, he stood up and left.

"That's right."

"Chunming, did I mention that you were walking on a train?"

"This business is getting bigger and bigger."

Xu Dongqing also kept a lot of good things in Daxiong's house, especially in his hands. Over time, he also understood that this guy is the biggest country mouse.

Haha.

But she likes it.

This guy always brings the host in the evening. The key is that this guy actually....

Just don’t say it.

"There is such a thing."

Han Chunming quickly took his hand.

"I dare not hide this from you."

Han Chunming walked to Xu Dongqing's side and lowered his voice.

"This is actually a business that I do in partnership with other buddies. Basically, I have been outside, that is, I just go and look at it. Where can I compare to your business?"

These forty-nine cities.

How can a person not know this Mr. Xu?

Han Chunming smiled faintly.

No more words.

Outside.

There is no one again.

He Yuzhu didn’t say much.

In the hotel. But it's still a little cold.

Now.

That's it.

"I think if you don't say anything, you should follow us to your home."

Haha.

‘Who are you?’

He looked aggrieved.

"Don't worry."

"I won't get involved. It doesn't mean much to me."

Xu Dongqing looked out the window.

Is this the scheming cute knight watching this?

Hey.

Silly Zhu didn't understand. Did Mr. Jia Zhang take the wrong medicine? He was a son-in-law who came to the house, and he was half a son. Why was he not happy, but returned to the house feeling sad?

"Don't worry about her."

Qin Huairu comforted.

"I'll go and persuade you. It'll be fine in a while. Silly Zhu, I want to drink chicken soup to replenish my health." Qin Huairu arranged.

"Hmm."

"Let you drink delicious chicken soup every day from now on."

He Yuzhu had no doubts.

The kitchen in the hallway is busy.

Boom!

Qin Huairu knocked on Jia Zhang's bedroom, but there was no sound from inside.

"Mother-in-law, you are still angry with me."

Qin Huairu looked at Mrs. Jia Zhang and sat quietly on the bedside.

Looks weak.

"How dare I, an old woman, be angry with you?" Mrs. Jia Zhang said dissatisfied.

"People have to look forward, mother-in-law, we can't always live in the past. Bangge was at the entrance of the alley, and he was arrested by Lao Wang again for stealing a car."

Qin Huairu reminded helplessly.

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