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Chapter 18 Shooting is a thunderbolt

Chapter 18: Taking action is thunder ()

Song Jinggong said this, but stopped talking and lowered his head to drink tea there.

Manager Zhang was so worried that he had come 'as sure'. He also pretended to drink a few sips of tea and put on new water. Fang asked, "I wonder why Mr. Song said about making money?"

"This..., okay, let's talk about Manager Zhang. Song heard that there was a strange thing in that land. If you want to ship it to my Tang Dynasty, you will definitely be able to sell it at a high price. So he first gave some deposits of money, about a thousand stone, 200 cents per stone. The object looked red, beautiful and beautiful, with green leaves on it, which reflected each other.

Originally, it was said to be one thousand stones, but who knew that the two thousand stones were about to be transported. Song had insufficient money, so he came to the manager to discuss whether to make a fortune with Song and buy the thousand stone goods?" Song Jinggong said with a confident look on his face.

"I don't know what can be so expensive? If you eat this thousand stones, you will cost 200 taels of silver. It's really not a small amount, and you haven't seen anything. This..."

Manager Zhang showed a embarrassed look. He was actually not afraid at all. No matter what he said now, he would not make a decision. He could just follow him.

"Yes, two hundred taels of silver are difficult to make decisions. Why not wait for Mrs. Guizhuang to return and discuss it?" Song Jinggong excitedly.

Manager Zhang really showed a calm expression on his face. He gently put the tea bowl on the table and said, "Although two hundred taels are too much, it is not that Zhang cannot make the decision. It is just that he has not seen anything, so it is not easy to take it out. If Mr. Song is convenient, please send it to the real thing to view, so that Zhang can rest assured."

"Manager Zhang doesn't have to worry about that thing. Song has another way here, which can relieve Song's worries and also help Manager Zhang get some benefits." Song Jinggong smiled and said with a smile.

"Oh? There are other ways? Hurry up, please tell me in detail. If it is feasible, you can still take out the 200 taels of silver." Manager Zhang cooperated.

Song Jinggong took out a few pieces of paper from his arms without any haste, gently spread it to Manager Zhang, and signaled Manager Zhang to watch.

Manager Zhang carefully picked up the pieces of paper and flipped them page by page. After a while, he showed a puzzled idea, "This is a store contract. I wonder what the purpose of Mr. Song is taking it out?"

"Yes, it is the store contract, which is the store contract of Song Sanshui's antique calligraphy and painting shop. The items plus the property inside are worth 300 taels of silver. There are tooth books as evidence, and there are detailed lists, and each item has a value.

If Manager Zhang can take out 200 taels of silver to borrow from Song, Song is willing to use the store and its items as a custody. After Song takes over the goods, he will immediately return the money. He will calculate it as a three-point profit. At that time, Manager Zhang will naturally benefit."

Song Jinggong understood everything, no matter which aspect, it made people feel good.

"So, if you can't get the principal and interest, then the store and the goods will belong to me?" Manager Zhang asked again.

"That's right." Song Jinggong nodded and responded.

"Then I wonder why Mr. Song didn't ask others to borrow money? I have a special place to borrow money for such things, but I don't know when that guy will arrive?" Manager Zhang asked in confusion and a little disbelief.

Song Jinggong seemed to have known that Manager Zhang would ask this question, and replied with a smile: "That business is profitable. Song is afraid that he would borrow money from other places. Not only did they not lend me, they went to the merchant alone. By then, Song could not even receive a stone of goods.

I heard that the people of Zhangjiazhuang are all kind-hearted people, so I came to Guizhuang to discuss. I thought that even if Guizhuang didn’t borrow money and didn’t work with me, I wouldn’t do such tricks that would cut off the firewood from the bottom of the pot.

As for that guy, it was almost time to arrive, probably not more than half a month, so Song was very anxious."

When she said this, Song Jinggong felt that she was against her will. She had been cheated a lot in the past few days. She was still kind, so there were no good people in the world. When she thought of the broken quilt, she became angry.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Zhang thought these two points mentioned by Mr. Song were feasible. In this way, after Mr. Zhang had a good idea, he would explain in detail to Mr. Song. Just as Mr. Song said, no matter whether he succeeded or not, he would not do such a harmful thing. Come on, tell the kitchen to make a meal and entertain Mr. Song well.

Mr. Song, please wait for a while in this hall. Mr. Zhang is alone in the plan and wait until he goes back to discuss with his father. Is it okay?" Manager Zhang asked after the arrangement.

"Okay, then there will be a lot of trouble for Manager Zhang. Whether this matter is successful or not, Song remembers that it is good to manage the business. If it is really done, he will definitely repay Manager Zhang when Song makes money."

Song Jinggong was happy. If Manager Zhang didn't say that, but agreed directly and happily, he would be worried.

Manager Zhang didn't say much, said for a while, then hurriedly left the living room and headed straight for Zhang Xiaobao. As for his father's side, it had nothing to do with this matter, and it was useless to go there.

Zhang Xiaobao was rolling on the sand with Wang Juan at this time. A few days ago, someone made a ball with a pig blow bubble, and leather was glued on it. The two of them kicked back and forth, using this to exercise and also train the coordination of the body.

Seeing that Manager Zhang arrived, he stopped and asked, "Manager Zhang knew what the liar Song was going to do?"

Manager Zhang repeated the words he had just talked with Song Jinggong, and then stopped talking, and quietly waited for the young master to give instructions. At this time, the young master had a great weight in his heart. Zhang Wang did not hide what the Erniu family did.

When he moved his wife's trust, he was also shocked by the young master's methods. As for the statements of gods and monsters, he didn't care at all.

His family has been the butler for Zhangzhuang for generations. It can be said that he was born in Zhangzhuang, died in Zhang family ghost, and the young master was a monster, so his son was the butler of the monster, and there was no difference.

When Zhang Xiaobao heard these words, he fell into deep thought. Wang Juan also thought about it. She had also handled many cases and was preparing to come up with a similar one for comparison.

Before Zhang Xiaobao could speak, Wang Juan, who had thought for a while, said, "I understand. The scammer Song asked us to eat all the goods. If we can't sell them, we will pay a lot of money. There is no such expensive thing. One hundred mins per stone. It sounds nice, and what is the contrast between red and green.

It would be better to lend him money and get his three hundred taels of shop, and he would have tooth to be used as a security guard. I think I would not be cheated. Let's see what he said then?"

"That's just because I'm deceived. Is it useful to guarantee the tooth guarantee? The store can guarantee the things inside, how to guarantee the antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and this thing is fake. Song Jinggong can use real things when looking for a tooth guarantee, and wait for us to sign the document with him and then replace it with fake ones.

Who are you looking for then? Yayi is indeed a guaranteed authentic product, so how can you sue it? When you want to find Song Jinggong, then the other person also said that it is those things. You have seen them. Haven’t this antique calligraphy and painting yet been misunderstood?"

Zhang Xiaobao pointed out the loophole in Wang Juan's words. Wang Juan thought about it. Not to mention that what Yali promised was true, even if he saw something replaced, he still said seriously. So he said:

"That's that there is nothing shipped from anywhere. He just wants to sell the store to us. We can say that we can eat the two hundred taels of silver with him, and see how he says."

"How did you know there was no goods? If it were me, I would ship it. In this way, no matter which one you choose, it would be fooled. The goods should be very cheap. If you buy them, it will be 100 yuan per stone. Of course, you may ask you to give me some price." Zhang Xiaobao retorted again.

When Wang Juan heard this, she had no choice. After all, she used to do things with a lot of intelligence to support her and legal weapons. She could easily find professionals in this field. In the Tang Dynasty, if she said she was commanding some troops alone, she could still get some results after adapting. This information alone could not be judged.

"What do you think you should do? Just invite him to a meal and let him go back?" Wang Juan looked at Zhang Xiaobao and asked.

"Please let me go back to dinner? Then he is dreaming. It doesn't cost money to invite me? Since I dare to come and cheat, let him know that it is amazing. Manager Zhang, come here, I'll tell you to listen to you and do what I said." Zhang Xiaobao smiled contemptuously and called Manager Zhang to approach.

Wang Juan, Zhang Xiaobao, and Manager Zhang clasped together and muttered for a quarter of an hour. Manager Zhang then left with a look of understanding and confusion.

"It's so stupid. I understand what you said. Why doesn't he understand?" Wang Juan felt relieved. As he spoke, he reached out and pinched Zhang Xiaobao's chubby face, tilted his head and looked at it for a moment and said:

"Awesome, today I have seen it. International fraudsters are really not comparable to those little scammers. If there is someone like you in my special place, you will catch one if you see a scammer and let me take a good look. Is your brain born for deception?"

"Okay, I've squeezed my saliva out. I don't know if the child's face can't be always pinched. What's this? Okay, do the serious business and arrange the people. I'll let Song Jinggong know what it means to cheat." Zhang Xiaobao slapped Wang Juan's little hand and called Xiaohong to start the arrangement.

A quarter of an hour later, while Manager Zhang and Song Jinggong were eating and drinking, the people from Zhangzhuang left a few, and the people from Wangzhuang also left a few.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan started the ball game again, and the match was evenly matched.

Song Jinggong and Manager Zhang were also drinking and saying happy words, and they were having a great time talking.

When Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan had been playing for half an hour and were about to rest, Zhang Wang also rushed over. When he saw the two children, he sighed. The child was so cruel. He walked to Zhang Xiaobao, touched his son's face and said:

"Xiaobao, you are trying to force Song Jinggong to death. If you have to forgive others, please forgive me."

"Don't you, don't worry, my son has his own plans and will definitely force people to death. My son lacks people. Just now, Manager Zhang, heard about his child's method, he didn't understand at all. Son should not be such a stupid person. When Song Jing's efforts are over, his son will help him. It's easier to do things in the future. Son can't take care of everything himself, right?"

Zhang Xiaobao knew that his mother was not so bad, so he explained.

After saying this, Zhang Wang felt relieved and said, "My Baolang is right. Baolang is a talented man. Just sit in the back. There are others who charge in the battle."
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