A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1140: Spray Liang Zhengxian and meet Jiang Pengfei! (Please subscribe!)

PS: Xia Tian saw the messages from the brothers. Thank you for your understanding and blessings. I want to report to the brothers that the old man is fine. He just received a 7-day hospital tour and a self-help infusion package. The examination showed that there was no major problem, all of which were old. Xia Tian asked and found out that the old man called someone yesterday. He was the one who guaranteed hundreds of dollars. The old man asked the other party to pay back the money, but the other party said that he had no money and asked him to do whatever he wanted. The old man couldn't stand it and cursed here. As a result, his blood pressure went up. Now he is taking medicine and his blood pressure is stable. Xia Tian was so scared yesterday that his blood pressure went up again. Alas~.

In a cafe on the Bund, Hua Shier met the client who had called before, 60-year-old Mr. Qian.

After Teacher Qian explained the situation, Hua Twelve asked curiously, "Do you have a photo of Jiang Pengfei? If so, can you show it to me?"

"There are some!"

Teacher Qian took out his phone and found a photo of himself and Jiang Pengfei in his photo album:

"Look, this is Jiang Pengfei. His family is very famous. During the Republic of China, they were the rich people on Huangpu Beach and lived in a small Western-style building. Otherwise, I would not have easily lent him 500,000 yuan!"

"Look at how good his temperament is. I didn't expect that after he borrowed money, he would be like those deadbeats, delaying and refusing to pay it back."

Hua Twelve took a look at the person in the photo. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and had his hair combed meticulously. He looked quite noble. It was the Jiang Pengfei he knew.

That is Jiang Nansun’s unreliable father in the TV series "The Golden Years".

Hua Shier returned the phone to Teacher Qian:

"I've understood the situation. Now I'll give you two options to choose from!"

"First, I'll collect the bill for you and only charge you 10% of the hard-earned money, which is 50,000 yuan!"

"Second, I have bought this account, but I can only give you 80% of the money, which is 400,000 yuan. Then you transfer the debt to me, and I can transfer the money to you now. Whether I get the money back later or not is none of your business!"

Teacher Qian hesitated: "Xiao Chen, I want to choose the second one, but you see the money, 400,000 is a little too little, can you give a little more?"

Hua Twelve smiled and said, "Teacher Qian, if the debt is good, do you still need to come to me? I'll tell you the truth, I only give half to others. It's because I see that you are old that I will give you 80%. If you feel that it's not enough, you can try to find someone else!"

Teacher Qian thought about it and agreed to Hua Twelve's conditions.

The two signed a debt transfer contract, and Hua Shier also obtained Jiang Pengfei's loan procedures.

After coming out of the coffee shop and looking at the time, Hua Shier found that it was almost the delivery time agreed with the Missia store, so he decided to go find Jiang Pengfei again tomorrow.

After returning home, he first accepted the clothes sent by Misha and declined Daisy's request to help her sort the clothes. After seeing off the enthusiastic deputy store manager Misha, Hua Twelve breathed a sigh of relief. There are always fairies who want to eat me.

He just put the T1000 out to tidy up his closet. Who needs a female fairy when there are intelligent robots?

T1000 is an artificial intelligence robot that can do multiple things at the same time. Hua Shier asked it to organize the closet while at the same time running a small program on his mobile phone through the wireless network that can locate the debtor's position in real time.

T1000 immediately took the order, and in less than half an hour, he had developed a program that could track the debtor's cell phone signal via satellite. Combined with the cell phone map, as long as Hua opened the APP at o'clock, then Chen Fang and Jiang Pengfei, whether their phones were turned on or not, would become visible and their location could be accurately located on the map.

Not long after the mini program was completed, Zhong Xiaoqin came home from get off work and shouted in the living room:

"Chen Yu, come out for a moment, I have something to tell you!"

Hua Shier put away the T1000, opened the door and walked out:

"What's going on? Why are you taking it so seriously?"

Zhong Xiaoqin was a little angry and asked, "Chen Yu, are you going today?"

She had just said half of her words when Hua Twelve's phone rang. He motioned for her to wait, answered the phone and asked:

"Hello, who is it?"

The call was actually from Liang Zhengxian, who shouted after answering the call:

"Chen Yu, you are not a man yet. Didn't Manni and I say a few words to you that day? How could you be so ungentlemanly and even run to Misia to humiliate Manni? I warn you, come to me if you have anything to say. Don't bully a woman!"

Hua Twelve: "Alpaca!"

Zhong Xiaoqin on the side: "."

Liang Zhengxian on the other end of the phone suspected that he had heard it wrong, and asked again:

"What did you say?"

Hua Twelve enthusiastically explained to the other party: "I'm talking about the Alpaca, have you heard of this animal?"

Liang Zhengxian was angry: "Don't think I don't know, this is an insult, how can you insult someone?"

"Why don't you tell me what's coming to you? I'm telling you, Liang Zhengxian, I'll slap you in the face in front of me, do you believe it?"

Hua Twelve did not tolerate the other party at all and directly criticized:

"I went to Misia to buy clothes, and Wang Manni was sneering and mocking me, as if I couldn't afford them!"

"You want me to humiliate her? Did I let her see my naked body, or did I give her the middle finger? Go ask her, the worst thing I said to her was that I didn't like her aesthetics!"

Liang Zhengxian hesitated for a long time before arguing:

"Manni helped you hold those clothes, but you didn't say anything in the end? Instead, you bought all the clothes she didn't choose, and gave the commission that was supposed to belong to her to someone else!"

Hua Twelve laughed when he heard this: "If I don't want it, then I don't want it. Are you planning to force me to buy it?"

"Besides, isn't Wang Manni a salesgirl? Shouldn't she be more patient when dealing with customers? Ask Wang Manni if ​​she has ever met a customer with a worse attitude than me? Ask her if she serves with a smile or just turns hostile?"

"Ask her how she treated me. I just said, 'I don't want the clothes she carried,' and before I could finish the second half of the sentence, 'I want the rest,' she got angry. Why should I give her the commission?"

"Because of her bad attitude? Because of her early menopause? Or because she looks like Jiang Shuying!"

Liang Zhengxian was so angry at this that he could only ask subconsciously:

"Who is Jiang Shuying?"

Hua Twelve said coldly:

"That's not important. What's important is that I'm the client. Only when I give her the commission is it hers. If I don't give it to her, she can't snatch it away!"

"Besides, you asked me to rush at you, and I took that seriously!"

"Then I'll say one more thing, Liang, if you dare to talk nonsense to me again, I'll expose your past. Don't cry then!"

After saying that, he cursed the name of the divine beast again and then hung up the phone.

Then he looked at Zhong Xiaoqin in front of him: "It was just a sand dollar just now. By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Zhong Xiaoqin turned around and ran away, running like a rabbit: "I'm fine!"

The next day, in a stock exchange hall.

On the faded plastic chair, Jiang Pengfei, in a neat suit, with a cigar between his fingers, stood up straight, and spitted excitedly:

"Look at this pharmaceutical stock! It dropped to $2.30 on Wednesday. I told you that a short squeeze was coming, but who of you believed me? You even laughed at me for not knowing how to trade stocks. How is it doing today?"

He clapped his hands so hard that the cigar ash fell on his shiny crocodile leather shoes, but he didn't notice it at all and continued to speak excitedly:

"Today's daily limit! What does it mean to eat dividends? What does it mean to have vision!!!"

When a few gray-headed people came over, they had expressions of envy and jealousy on their faces:

"Old Jiang, you made a lot of money this time, right?"

Jiang Pengfei raised his hand to unbutton his Armani suit, actually taking the opportunity to reveal the gold watch on his wrist:

"I didn't make much. You all know that I have a big business, so it's not convenient for me to invest too much. I just made a little bit. The main purpose is to teach the banker a lesson!"

An old man who knew the value of things asked in a playful manner: "This watch, Lao Jiang, is quite good!"

Being tickled, Jiang Pengfei smiled and tapped the dial with his knuckles:

"Does the Vacheron Constantin loft craftsman know? It's only over a million!"

After saying that, he took a look at the time and said, "Oh, the market is about to close. I have a lunch meeting at noon, so I won't chat with you guys anymore. Let's go!"

After Lao Jiang finished speaking, he stood up with a smile, waved to the old men around him, then turned around and walked out of the trading hall. Although he was middle-aged, he had an excellent temperament, walked gracefully, and had a slightly lazy look. With his gold-rimmed glasses and meticulously combed hair, he looked like a middle-aged Shanghai young man, yes, a playboy.

"Uncle Jiang!"

Just as Lao Jiang walked out of the trading hall, a tall young man caught up with him from behind.

Jiang Pengfei took a look at the man who came. He was handsome, cool, and a little frivolous and unruly like himself. He had a good impression of him.

"Young man, please forgive my ignorance, who are you?"

The young man was naturally Hua Twelve. He smiled and said:

"My name is Chen Yu. You may not know me, but I know you. Just ask around in the trading hall and you'll know your name, Uncle Jiang!"

Jiang Pengfei loved to hear this, and said with a smile:

"You are telling the truth. What? Do you want to ask me for inside information?"

Hua Shier acted very modestly: "I do have some questions I would like to ask you!"

Jiang Pengfei looked at his watch and said, "Okay, I like to help the younger generation, but it's time for dinner. I have low blood sugar and I can't go hungry. You see..."

The implication is that if you want to ask for advice, you must show some sincerity, and it will depend on whether you are getting the point.

Hua Twelve knew what was going on: "Okay, okay, let's go to the Western restaurant at the Peace Hotel and chat while we eat!" Jiang Pengfei's eyes lit up: "Peace Hotel, then let's go to the Dragon and Phoenix Hall, eating Western food is boring!"

"I'll listen to Uncle Jiang. Let's take a taxi?"

"Xiao Chen, you don't have a car?"

"Yes, a motorcycle!"

"That's a little off. Uncle gave the driver a day off today. The car isn't out yet, so let's just take a taxi!"

The two arrived at the Peace Hotel and took the elevator to the eighth floor. Since they did not have a reservation, they just followed the waiter's instructions and sat down in a random seat.

Hua Shier signaled to the waiter to give the menu to Jiang Pengfei.

Jiang Pengfei took the menu as a matter of course, but said politely: "This is not good, so I will order it?"

Hua Twelve smiled and nodded: "You can order whatever you want, order the expensive ones, don't save money!"

Jiang Pengfei was very happy. He closed the menu directly, but he kept talking about his treasures:

"Then let's have some steamed shad with Huadiao wine. The Huadiao wine must be aged ten years, and no fish scales are allowed."

"Let's have some crab roe braised shark's fin. As for the shark's fin, remember to order the Luzon Yuji shark's fin!"

"Blood bird's nest, give me one to moisten my lungs. Remember to use the one from Kalimantan, Indonesia. I can't get used to other places!"

"I want another plate of local shredded eel, um, one plate of crab meat tofu, one plate of cherry goose liver, and one plate of East China Sea premium yellow croaker. These are the dishes for now!"

"Two servings of pan-fried buns, please!"

"As for drinks, just drink whatever you want, Feitian Mao is fine!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Hua Twelve and said with a smile, "Isn't that a bit too much?"

Hua Twelve's expression remained unchanged: "Uncle Jiang, if this isn't enough, just order a few more dishes!"

Jiang Pengfei smiled even more: "Let's just serve these first!"

After the waiter left, Jiang Pengfei began to talk: "For this stock, technology and other things are secondary, the most important thing is the pattern!"

Hua Twelve showed a puzzled expression: "Uncle Jiang, what you said is too profound. I don't quite understand it!"

Jiang Pengfei smiled. It was right that he didn't understand. He pointed around:

"Take the Dragon and Phoenix Hall for example. Although it serves local cuisine, it is not authentic. It has historical factors, so the dishes are more Shanghai-style!"

“But why do so many people come here?”

"Because you come here not just to taste the food, but also for the style, history and culture. In short, it can be summed up in two words: pattern!"

"Where is the Peace Hotel? It has a century-old history and is a landmark building. Looking out the window from here is Huangpu Beach!"

"Not to mention the view of the Huangpu River, just looking at the style of the Dragon and Phoenix Hall and the dragon and phoenix ceiling from the Republic of China period, would you think of the hundred years of history of the Magic City?"

"Sitting here, do you feel a sense of history coming to you? Do you feel as if you are back in the foreign lands, as if you see the men and women in brocade jackets in Zhang Ailing's works, chatting and laughing on the peacock blue velvet sofa? Or as if you are at Ms. Song's banquet, and see the moment when Charlie Chaplin and Paulette Goddard came to the banquet?"

Hua Twelve nodded and gave Jiang Pengfei a thumbs up with genuine admiration: "That's great!"

Jiang Pengfei clapped his hands lightly: "Alas, isn't this the pattern coming up?"

"It's the same with stock trading. The lower-class stockholders are retail investors. They are leeks, and they are harvested over and over again!"

"Middle-level stock investors need to look at technology, the wind direction, and opportunities to make money, but the money they earn is small. If a stock plummets, several years of investment will be wasted!"

Hua Twelve asked jokingly, "Then Uncle Jiang, you must be a top-notch stock investor!"

Jiang Pengfei nodded with a smile: "This is the best stock investor. That's the pattern. That's the depth of thinking about the problem. That's the upper-level thinking."

He moved closer and pointed at it seriously: "What is upper-level thinking? It refers to the thoughts of the senior executives of listed companies. To be more specific, stock trading requires insider information!"

Jiang Pengfei finished speaking, and leaned back in his chair with a smile: "Xiao Chen, these words came out of my mouth and entered your ears, so let's just stick to what we said!"

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry. I'm a tight-lipped person!"

Hua Twelve asked with admiration: "Uncle Jiang, you must have made a lot of money!"

Jiang Pengfei laughed:

"It's not much, it's enough for young people like you to struggle for several lifetimes, it's not worth mentioning, but I play stocks as a hobby, I don't expect to make much money from it. After all, my Jiang family has a solid foundation. In Huangpu Beach in old Shanghai, our Jiang family is number one!"

As they were talking, the food was served one after another. Jiang Pengfei picked up his chopsticks and began to taste it, and greeted warmly:

"Xiao Chen, pick up your chopsticks. This local shredded eel is delicious. You should try it. After dinner, we can discuss the stock issue. There is no rush. The market will open at 1 pm anyway. Uncle Jiang will recommend a few stocks to you then. Just follow Uncle Jiang and buy them. I guarantee you won't go wrong!"

Hua Twelve took out a document and put it on the table, pushed it in front of Jiang Pengfei, and said with a smile:

"Uncle Jiang, I don't buy stocks, I'm disposing of non-performing assets!"

"Look at this. Do you know Mr. Qian? He's your old neighbor! Two years ago, you borrowed 500,000 yuan from him to invest in stocks."

"Now that Mr. Qian has retired, he wants to go to the Ugly Country to live with his children. He is almost ready, except for your 500,000 yuan!"

"I asked you for it several times, but you always said you didn't have enough money and would wait a few days. But it took me half a year to wait!"

"Teacher Qian couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to take the money and leave, so he sold the account to me. Just now you said that I could earn more money from stocks than I could ever make in my lifetime. That's great. Please settle this account."

Jiang Pengfei was completely confused. He didn't expect that this friendly young man who listened to him humbly was actually the debt collector.

His face flushed as he said:

"I didn't say I wouldn't pay this old Qian back, so why is he looking for a debt collector? We've been friends for so many years, but he's still trying to trick me. No, I have to give him a call."

Hua Twelve smiled and waved his hands:

"You may not have heard clearly. Mr. Qian sold the account to me. Now you are in debt with me, so it's no use for you to look for him!"

Jiang Pengfei didn't listen to what he said, he took out his cell phone and dialed. When the call was connected, he said loudly:

"Old Qian, what do you mean!"

Someone on the other end of the phone yelled, "Why are you asking me when you don't want to pay me back? Can't I just transfer the account? I'll block you later. Stop calling me!"

Jiang Pengfei was a little confused when he saw the hung up call.

Hua Twelve suppressed his laughter and said, "Uncle Jiang, I see that you are a decent person with your manners and demeanor. You definitely can't afford to let me do this. What do you think of our settlement?"

Jiang Pengfei no longer had the enthusiasm he had before. He smiled awkwardly and said in a negotiating tone:

"Xiao Chen, look at my funds. They are all in the stock market. The stocks that Uncle Jiang has are rising rapidly! If I sell them now, I will lose a lot of money."

Hua Twelve smiled faintly: "Uncle Jiang, don't you want to pay back the money?"

Jiang Pengfei waved his hands quickly, "It is only natural to pay back debts. You also said that Uncle Jiang is a decent man, how can he do such a thing? Uncle means that you lend me money for a while, three months, so that Uncle Jiang can make money from this wave of market conditions. Then Uncle Jiang will give you interest, according to the bank loan, for a period of two years, and give you the maximum amount. What do you think?"

Hua Twelve shook his head and said with a smile: "That won't do. A small family like us can't afford the risk of spending half a million. Besides, even if I don't agree to your request, you still have to pay the interest. Do you think you, a respectable man, want to get something for free?"

He ignored Jiang Pengfei's ugly face and continued, "According to my rules, I'll give you three days to raise the money. If you don't see the money by then, don't blame me for being rude!"

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed, pretending to be fierce. Jiang Pengfei's heart skipped a beat:

"Xiao Chen, you are still young, don't go down the path of crime!"

Hua Twelve said with a smile: "Uncle Jiang, what are you talking about? I am a legitimate businessman. I usually don't use violence to collect debts, unless someone breaks the rules. But if I use legitimate means, I can also make those deadbeats feel like they are in heaven. Of course, you are definitely not that kind of person!"

"Okay, three days, we'll contact each other on that day, you eat, I won't bother you anymore."

When Jiang Pengfei heard that he would use legitimate means to collect the debt, he felt relieved and his originally uneasy mood also calmed down.

He pointed to the table full of delicious food:

"What about the meal money?"

Hua Twelve said as a matter of course: "Of course you pay the bill yourself. Did I order a dish? Did I eat a single bite?"

Jiang Pengfei: What you said makes a lot of sense. Then can you let me order something more expensive?

The waiter on the side had a very interesting expression. He watched Hua Twelve go away, then turned around and stared at Jiang Pengfei.

Jiang Pengfei: “.”

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