Well, I can't understand it to the boss's uncle for a while. Liu Qingshan finally could only pat the boss's uncle's arm and explained:

"Uncle Boss, this is similar to the high price of famous calligraphy paintings. If there is a painting by Tang Bohu, it will certainly be valuable until now."

"If these stamps are left for a while, they will become more and more valuable. Don't worry, you won't lose money."

"If Qingshan says that, I will understand a little."

The owner of the car lit his head a few times, then smacked his lips: "But I always think that if you spend a thousand yuan, you can still hear a sound when you flew it. If you buy a pile of paper pieces, you can't even flew it!"

That's right, in this era, one thousand yuan is definitely a huge sum of money.

Especially for farmers, it may be the number they can't save in half their lives.

No wonder the boss felt sorry for him, Liu Qingshan could understand it completely.

Just as he comforted the owner of the car, the middle-aged stall owner came up again: "Comrade Xiao, you just mentioned Tang Bohu's painting. I happen to have one here. Do you want to take a look?"

Liu Qingshan patted his pocket: "Uncle, I really have no money, I will talk about it when I have money in the future."

"Then I'll keep it for you."

The stall owner said happily again, and then went back to continue to recruit business.

Liu Qingshan shook his head and spread his hands: "There is not enough money to spend."

Gangzi made a fuss next to him: "Qingshan, in fact, your current net worth is at least tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands."

"Just help me blow it. Why don't you say that I am the richest man, the richest man in Jiapigou, hehe."

Liu Qingshan believes that as long as the steadily develops, making money is definitely not a problem, but that is a future event and there is no sign yet.

Gangzi laughed a little: "Hehe, as long as you sell your car, you will become a rich man in an instant. Not to mention Tang Baihu, even Tang Heihu, buy it if you want to."

"What friends give me represents priceless friendship, how can I sell it?"

Liu Qingshan was almost irritated by him, and he didn't want to quit here: "I'll go to the factory to pick up the car first, and come back to find you."

"I have to follow other things."

Gangzi quickly asked Xiaomei to see the stall, and then quickly chased after her.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand at him: "You should stop here to practice stalls. I'm worried that if you follow me, I'll sell my car sooner or later."

...

Liu Qingshan stood in front of the tall and solemn gate of Chuncheng No. 1 Automobile Factory.

The stone tablet is the inscription of the Chairman, and the iconic strokes of Liu Qingshan can't help but feel excited.

Gangzi beside him was nagging and introducing himself, with pride and glory on his face.

"I said Brother Gangzi, you have been suspended from your salary, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but reveal his true feelings.

Gangzi, who has always been laughing at the same time, has a serious face: "Qingshan, you may not be able to understand my feelings. This place will always be my home!"

Liu Qingshan seemed to understand a little: just like his feelings for Jiapigou, it will never be erased.

Called the boss uncle who looked around and the three of them went in together.

I didn't just find an old man wearing a red hoop on his arms to look at the door, but there were gun-carrying security personnel on duty inside.
Chapter completed!