"Your elders have never taught you. Will there be something hateful about a poor person?"

Fang Yi looked back at Si Yuanjie speechlessly. This guy has a good kung fu, but he is like a blank piece of paper. Compared with him, Fang Yi, who has learned a lot of human feelings with the old Taoist, can be regarded as an old world.

"Hey, what are you going to do now?" the fat man asked.

"I originally wanted to defect to an elder, but my address book was also lost..."

Si Yuanjie lowered his head. His grandfather had a senior brother in the capital. He used to send letters to his grandfather several times. Si Yuanjie came to the capital with the letter, but the letter was placed in the box and was taken away by the mother and daughter.

"That's just that I can't find anyone?" Bai Chuxia was very kind-hearted. Seeing Si Yuanjie's pitiful look, she was ready to pay with her wallet.

"I...I plan to find a job for a while, save some travel expenses and go back to my hometown..."

Si Yuanjie said with a red face. Originally, this time he came out with the ambition of exploring the world, but after three days of his departure, he was hungry for three days. How could he have any energy to exploring the world? In Si Yuanjie, although his family is poor, he can still have enough food.

"The place has arrived, Fang Yi, let's talk about your affairs when you go back..."

Just as Fang Yi was about to speak, Hua Ziyi's car had already stopped. Shilihe was not very far from Panjiayuan, only three or four miles away. If it weren't for the traffic jam all the way, he would have arrived long ago.

"Okay, Brother Hua, let's do the main business first..."

Fang Yi nodded, waved to Si Yuanjie to get off the car with him. After getting off the car, he spoke, "You can follow me first in the next few days. Let's talk about it tonight. I have something to do now..."

"good!"

Si Yuanjie nodded. Although he still doesn't know very well what Fang Yi came from and what he called his origin, Si Yuanjie can almost be said to be desperate now. He can't be sold by him, right?

"Fatty, I will introduce you to the relationship. You need to negotiate the specific business..." When taking a few people to his friend's store, Hua Ziyi told the fat man that in his opinion, being able to give a lot of face to help introduce him.

"Wang Song. This is my little brother, and he is also a cultural and entertainment business. Let's talk about it..."

Sure enough, after coming to the shop with a large store, Hua Ziyi just briefly introduced it. He didn't even mention the names of Fatty and Fang Yi, so he asked Fatty to discuss business with his friend, and he himself pulled Fang Yi to make tea on his own.

But it is obvious that the shop owner named Wang Song sold Hua Ziyi's face very much. After taking out the best tea and sending someone a bucket of mineral water from Yuquan Mountain, he talked about business with the fat man.

"What's wrong? Still hungry?"

Fang Yi was drinking tea while looking at the frowning Si Yuanjie. It was okay if this kid didn't drink tea, but his stomach was gurgling after drinking tea. It was obvious that the few roasted sweet potatoes that had just been eaten had been digested.

"How can you be so edible?" Hua Ziyi looked at Si Yuanjie with some amusement. He would be full of such a large piece of sweet potato. The boy in front of him had eaten three of them, but he still looked like a starving ghost.

"Brother Hua, he is a martial arts practitioner, and he should eat a little more..." Seeing Si Yuanjie's embarrassing look, Fang Yi smiled and explained to Si Yuanjie, saying, "I'll take you to have a full meal tonight. Let's bear it first..."

"Brother Fang, thank you..."

Si Yuanjie looked at Fang Yi very gratefully. He is only eighteen years old this year and is at the age of wanting to save face. Although Hua Ziyi said something like a joke, Si Yuanjie was grateful and embarrassed.

"I'll arrange it tonight. What do you like to eat?" Hua Ziyi knew that Fang Yi was about to leave Beijing in the past two days. He originally planned to take advantage of this evening to see Fang Yi off.

"Meat..." Fang Yi looked at Si Yuanjie and said, "It's better to beef and mutton. I don't know which one is delicious, so I'll trouble you, Brother Hua..."

"Then go eat roasted whole lamb. Although it runs a little further, it tastes good, almost the same as what you eat on the grassland..." Hua Ziyi thought for a moment and nodded. They would know what delicious food in the capital first.

"Broil the whole lamb? Brother Hua, why don't I join in the fun too?"

While Hua Ziyi was talking, Wang Song, who was originally talking about business outside, and the fat man with a happy face suddenly walked in. After hearing Hua Ziyi's words, Wang Song quickly said, although he was a few years older than Hua Ziyi, he kept calling Brother Hua, and his words were very respectful.

"Wang Song, if you go to have a meal, you're almost leaving now. Are you okay tonight?" Hua Ziyi looked at Wang Song, and the expression on his face seemed to want the other party to follow him. His relationship with Wang Song could not reach the level of being able to eat and drink together.

"It's okay, anyone is watching this shop..."

Hearing Hua Ziyi's words, Wang Song hurriedly said, "Brother Hua, you introduced me to a big business today. Brother Wei is also very happy and just bought it for 100,000 yuan. So I have to invite this meal tonight no matter what..."

Although Wang Song is not old, he is very good at dealing with people. In addition, his elders are considered old seniors in the antique industry and have some influence in the industry. Only in this way can he get to know and get in touch with Hua Ziyi.

Wang Song's cultural relics, such as small-leafed rosewood and various Bodhi seeds, are mostly purchased directly from Nepal and India, which involves an import and export problem. Last year, Wang Song spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a batch of small-leafed rosewood wood, which was caught by relevant departments.

Although Wang Song's family was well off, he couldn't use any strength in such matters. In the face of helplessness, Wang Song begged Hua Ziyi with a thick face. What he didn't expect was that the trouble that Cheng Ye couldn't sleep even if he was embarrassed. Hua Ziyi just made a few phone calls and solved it.

From then on, Wang Song truly realized the energy of people like Hua Ziyi, and their interactions were getting closer and closer. However, Hua Ziyi was quite arrogant at heart. Although he was kind on the surface, he did not further interact with Wang Song, nor did he ask Wang Song to help him. In his eyes, Wang Song was just an optional helper.

The so-called gangsters in ancient times meant people who specialized in accompanying great nobles, bureaucrats, wealthy people and other people to have fun, also called Qingkes. However, to the present, most gangsters in the capital have become brokers, helping some people with deep backgrounds to run errands and make a living.

Wang Song also knew his position in Hua Ziyi's eyes, and also knew that Hua Ziyi had not used him now, that was his strength that he had not yet used.

Now that Hua Ziyi has spoken to introduce customers to him, Wang Song certainly understands that this is an opportunity to bring the relationship between the two parties closer, so he just gave Fatty a lot of discounts, and the prices of various cultural relics provided to Fatty are almost all cost prices after deducting the shipping fee, which is considered not to make Fatty’s money.

"Brother Hua, I should say that I should invite you today..." The fat man also spoke at this moment and said, "Brother Wang has given me a lot of benefits. I must come to this meal today!"

The fat man spent a lot of time in Panjiayuan and Shilihe some time ago, and he was also very familiar with the prices of cultural relics. Today, Wang Song made him stunned when he offered the offer. It was not that the price was high, but that it was so low that he couldn't believe it.

Originally, the fat man's psychological expectation of buying goods in Beijing was that the purchase price here was one-third cheaper than that in Jinling, but the price given by Wang Song was much lower after cutting it in half, almost reaching a 30% discount.

The fat man just calculated in his mind that after getting 100,000 yuan from Wang Song, they could earn at least 200,000 more after removing the cost and the profits they should make. So, the fat man was definitely sincere in paying for this meal.

"Okay, I'll just have a meal. Let Wang Song invite you. You will have to deal with you in the future..." The fat man's words made Hua Ziyi know that Wang Song should have given him a lot of face, which made Hua Ziyi feel very comfortable and he also talked to Wang Song a lot more casually.

Hua Ziyi is different from aristocratic families like Zhou Hu who is determined to get into money. He is in the career of officialdom and has entered the cultural relics world with a different approach. So what he needs most is his connections and influence in the cultural relics world. People like Fang Yi are naturally the ones he wants to make friends with.
Chapter completed!