066 Meet the owner on the road

In the afternoon, Wang Dapeng called and had arrived in Nanxi. The gold coins were available for trading.

Zhuo Ziqiang and Liu Xiaolei rushed to the dock, took out all the gold coins on the Longyun number, and counted the number of gold coins.

The results of the inventory were more than 10,300, which was roughly the same as the ones estimated at the beginning.

After all, this is more than 40 million Daxia coins, and it is enough to open a small shipping company.

The other more than 10 million are left in his hands for his use. Zhang Junjie will also use money, and he also needs to buy a house and a car.

Zhuo Ziqiang made Wang Dapeng on the dock, and it took too long to collect the gold coins. It was not very safe in other places, so it was safer on the Longyun number.

Wang Dapeng came to the dock as promised. After arriving at the Longyun, he smelled the fishy smell of the Longyun. He couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and cover his nose. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Ziqiang, who was already so rich, was still engaged in the fisherman business, which made him puzzled.

Zhuo Ziqiang didn't explain, and asked Wang Dapeng and his two followers to enter the lounge and asked them to order the number of gold coins.

Although Wang Dapeng had already known the approximate number of gold coins, he still took a breath of air conditioning when he saw the pile of gold coins.

This was the biggest transaction in his life. Seeing so many gold coins, he couldn't help but be careful.

After carefully counting it, Wang Dapeng proposed to take the gold coins to the bank to pay Zhuo Ziqiang.

On the way to the bank, Liu Xiaolei took the gold coins alone. When Wang Dapeng came, he prepared a sturdy large box. The dozens of kilograms of things were still very relaxed under Liu Xiaolei.

After the bank transfer was completed, Wang Dapeng complained again that Zhuo Ziqiang concealed the source of the goods during the last transaction. Zhuo Ziqiang just laughed but didn't say anything.

Since the transaction is over, everything has nothing to do with yourself. You can only blame yourself for such underground things.

Wang Dapeng said that the batch of goods is still in his hands, and the risk of selling is too high now, and it will be sold to different buyers in batches later.

Zhuo Ziqiang was also a little scared about selling agarwood at one time last time. If Wang Dapeng leaves for water, he will have to go to the sea.

However, after the Long Yun number has been upgraded to two levels, who dares to bare his teeth at himself?

After sending Wang Dapeng into the car, Zhuo Ziqiang, who was about to go home, saw a familiar figure.

Isn’t this Bao Yitian, the head of the Justice Martial Arts Hall?

Seeing Bao Yitian holding the suitcase in his hand, as if he was about to go on a long journey, Zhuo Ziqiang hurriedly called him.

Bao Yitian was walking in front of him. Looking back, it was Zhuo Ziqiang and Liu Xiaolei, with complex expressions on his face.

It was these two people who completely defeated the Justice Martial Arts School, which had been barely maintained.

After the martial arts competition that day, the apprentices in the martial arts hall ran for half of them, and no new students came to school again. This was thanks to Ye Chuchu's strange legs!

Bao Yitian, who felt that his future was bleak and hopeless, received a debt collection notice from Dong Xiaowei's father. He had borrowed tens of thousands of yuan and had not paid off the debt. At this time, he came to ask for the debt and completely crushed the Zhengyi Martial Arts Hall, which had already been skinny and bone-wrenching.

Seeing the situation at this point, Bao Yitian was disheartened and simply closed the martial arts hall. He sold what he should have, plus the transfer fee, paid the account, and took the bag and went back to his hometown.

Unexpectedly, before leaving, he could still encounter these culprits who had caused trouble, but his skills were not as good as others, so he had nothing to say.

Zhuo Ziqiang came to Bao Yitian and asked, "Where is the owner of the store?"

Bao Yitian looked depressed: "I am no longer the owner of the museum, and the Justice Martial Arts Museum no longer exists!"

"Why?" Zhuo Ziqiang said that, he understood what was going on. Nowadays, the Chinese martial arts have been squeezed seriously by foreign taekwondo judo boxing, etc. He kicked someone's martial arts school that day, which must have caused him a lot. I think it was because he couldn't support it, so he simply closed the door and closed the business.

Bao Yitian didn't answer and turned around and was about to leave. Nanxi had nothing to do with him. He would go back to his hometown, find a few children from the mountain village, take the time to teach them something, and let it go for the rest of his life.

"Slow!" Zhuo Ziqiang stopped him.

Zhuo Ziqiang walked up to him and stopped him and said, "Tell me what's going on."

Seeing Zhuo Ziqiang like this, Bao Yitian didn't know what it meant, so he talked about the situation in a few words and said, "There is no place for me to live here, so I'd better go home and plant my two acres of land!"

Zhuo Ziqiang thought for a while and said, "Master Bao, why not do this? I will invest. You can open the martial arts hall again. As for the students, I will find a way. I believe that it will be overcrowded in your martial arts hall in no time!"

Bao Yitian was stunned. Why did this young man support himself like this? However, he loves martial arts and tries to carry forward the national arts. As long as he has the opportunity to teach his apprentice, he has no reason to refuse.

"You? Why did you do this?" Bao Yitian of course had to ask.

"Don't worry about it. How much money is needed? Calculate it, and I will do it at that time."

Zhuo Ziqiang actually had an idea to build his own team in Nanxi, black and white, turn Nanxi into his own back garden, and lay a solid foundation for his future development.

**It is already in progress. Bai Dao, Bao Yitian is a very suitable candidate. He is kind and has a sense of justice. He is the best candidate.

Bao Yitian hesitated and said, "It's about this money, let me calculate it carefully, but this student..." When he saw Liu Xiaolei beside Zhuo Ziqiang, he immediately realized that with such a master, are you still afraid that there will be no students?

Zhuo Ziqiang looked at Bao Yitian with a smile and said, "You can find a place to rest first, give me your phone number. When I finish my work, I will call you and discuss the affairs of the martial arts school. What do you think?"

Bao Yitian quickly agreed, stretched his eyebrows and handed his business card to Zhuo Ziqiang.

Zhuo Ziqiang was very happy when he looked at the words "Justice Martial Arts Hall" on his business card. The world of Nanxi seemed to be firmly held in his own hands.

He smiled secretly and said: In addition to the rapid development of black and white, there is another official figure in charge. Whoever dares to be an enemy of me in Nanxi will dare to assassinate me! I am afraid that if a little bit of a child enters Nanxi, he will know at the first time that he will give him some chance!

Many years later, Bao Yitian, one of Zhuo Ziqiang's two black and white evil spirits, has been glad for his chance encounter with Zhuo Ziqiang today.
Chapter completed!