Shenhao: Please stop messing around

Chapter 169 Chapter 168, The Lonely "Swordsman" (fourth update)

"I'm going to go buy some oranges. You can continue to play in your room. If you're hungry, just ask the hotel to deliver food."

Fang Yichun was lying on the sofa playing "Egg Party". When she heard Lin Chu's words, she looked up at him.

Ok?
How many oranges do you want to buy?
Seeing the grin on Lin Chu's face, he suddenly realized that he was teasing him again.

"where are you going?"

She asked in a somewhat clingy way. It was the time when Tong Zhen first met Qi Luo Xiang, and she was the clingiest at that time, and it was raining so heavily outside.

"Talking about business. I have an appointment with the boss. Be good."

Lin Chu touched her head, then started to change his clothes and got up to go out.

"Then... then what time will you be back?"

She asked again a little pitifully.

"It's six o'clock now. I will definitely be back before nine. I'll give you a kiss an hour later."

Lin Chu said with a grin, hugged her, kissed her, then turned and walked out.

There's really no need to bring her to this kind of discussion.

……

The hotel also booked a presidential suite with a concierge car service. Lin Chu booked a Mercedes-Benz E-Class concierge car at the front desk, got in, and rushed to the location Pei Ming sent him.

It seemed like there was a leak in the sky outside and it was raining heavily.

But even so, there are still electric cars coming and going, little yellow, little blue, shuttling in the wind and rain.

Looking at this scene, Lin Chu felt a little sad. He wished he had thousands of mansions to shelter all the poor people in the world and make them happy.

Hey……

At this moment, a thought quietly popped up in my mind - takeout?
These are all brothers!
The majority of deliverymen are male. Saying 90 percent is conservative. It should be at least 95 percent.

However, this track has long been saturated with a small yellow and a small blue.

No matter how hard you try, you can't squeeze in.

The key is that the businesses are all monopolized.

Even if you really want to do it, you have to have a very novel entry point.

After thinking all the way, I arrived at the Wu Mi Zhou Hotpot Restaurant. The rain had lightened a little, and there were still a few deliverymen waiting to deliver the food at the Pig Trotter Restaurant at the door.

Lin Chu took a look, stood under the eaves, and sent a message to Pei Ming.

"I'm at the door, are you there?"

Not long after.

A thin middle-aged man walked out of the store. He was quite handsome, with slightly dark skin. He stood in front of Lin Chu: "Lin Chu?"

Pei Ming's expression showed a hint of surprise.

He looks like he’s in his early twenties...buying an island?
"Hey, it's me, hello, Brother Ming."

Lin Chu smiled and nodded. The uncle was born in the 70s and must be over 50 this year. However, he looked haggard and had a lot of white hair, which he didn't dye.

"How old are you?"

Pei Ming smiled politely, took Lin Chu inside, and asked casually.

"24."

"Oh."

He nodded, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling for a moment. The young man was really young and seemed to come from a good family. He was also very polite.

They sat down and ordered soup base and ingredients. Lin Chu placed the Moutai he brought on the table and looked at him with a smile.

The reputation on the Internet is still quite mysterious.

The three musketeers of the island owner.

But in reality, he's just an ordinary person.

"Why do you want to buy an island?"

Pei Ming asked casually, in a chatty tone as the food hadn't arrived yet.

"I went on a trip to Bohol and it just happened to be the time, so I bought it. I also like traveling."

Lin Chu said casually, took out a cigarette box and handed him a cigarette. He took it with a smile, lit it, and took a deep puff.

"What does Mingge do?"

Although I have seen it on WeChat Moments, I would like to ask one more question just to greet you.

"I run a factory and sell clothes."

Pei Ming said calmly. His temperament made people feel comfortable. He was the kind of tranquil, leisurely, and had a very calm and stable inner feeling. "Ha, it's good, it's good. Food, clothing, housing and transportation, clothing comes first. Hey, I took a look at your circle of friends. You also make Xiangyunsha. I'm now running a company, live broadcast + intangible cultural heritage, to promote traditional culture. I want to let more people know about our traditional good things."

Lin Chu also passed on a topic to him. Whether there is a chance or not, just play a few rounds. It's just a casual chat anyway. In this kind of atmosphere, he was a little infected and felt very calm inside.

Pei Ming nodded and smiled slightly, but didn't say anything. He just thought it was just for fun.

It’s not easy to sell.

Where to sell it?
In fact, he also knew about this aspect. Incense was bought the most by the wealthy people in the Middle East. The price of porcelain had long been reduced to a very low level. The others were very niche. Handicrafts were destined to be eliminated. They were very niche things.

Take Xiangyunsha for example. It is handmade and only 200 million meters are produced nationwide each year. The factory in London is also producing it and shipping it worldwide. The output is only one week. Although the quality is much worse, cheap is the hard truth.

It's just that they are not close friends, so there is no need for him to tell Lin Chu about these things.

Young people are hot-tempered and won’t be happy even if you tell them.

How about eating, drinking and chatting about the island?

Lin Chu felt that he "didn't want to talk". It wasn't because he was disdainful, but he was tired, as if he had been beaten to the point of losing his temper.

"Why, Uncle Ming doesn't think it's a good idea? That's fine, let's just chat about it. Just think of it as you giving me some advice, and I can save the consulting fee."

Lin Chu continued to encourage him.

He just smiled and waved his hands: "Hey, don't talk about this, don't talk about this."

Just then the waiter brought the pot base and ingredients, so he concentrated on cooking.

Lin Chu poured the wine.

……

About an hour later.

Lin Chu held him in the palm of his hand and talked to him throughout the whole process. Pei Ming gradually opened up his heart and said a lot of things that he should and shouldn't say.

They drank less than 300 grams each, and Pei Ming was completely drunk. He spoke passionately: "What a crappy factory, a crappy industrial chain, it's all scams, big scams. We lost 9 million last year, 12 million the year before, and 3 million the year before that. This year... in the first half of the year, we haven't had a single order yet."

Rubbing his hair, he said under the influence of alcohol: "Hey, I'm retired, retired, I'm going to go fishing and raise chickens. Work! What the hell!"

Lin Chu: …

Brother, the contrast between you is really too big.

I was at a loss whether to laugh or cry for a moment.

Wine is indeed a good thing.

"Boss, Brother Dong, you can be a safe and secure police officer, earning tens of thousands of yuan in rental income every year, and you can travel the world freely."

"The second brother, Xiaobo, immigrated and went out to fish and drink tea every day. He is very carefree."

"I'm just a loser, a big loser."

Pei Ming seemed to have a lot of bitterness in his heart. As soon as he drank the alcohol, all his complaints immediately burst out.

Lin Chu didn't even dare to pour him a glass of wine. He just kept handing him cigarettes one after another, fearing that he would burst into tears the next second!

Being drunk may be the last refuge for middle-aged men.

Although my stomach felt uncomfortable, my tense heart finally got a break.

Lin Chu scratched his head.

This is fucking... treating me like an emotional trash can.

However, it is not pleasant to see a man in his fifties like this. Who doesn’t have problems?
What kind of wine is this?
……

Pei Ming is drunk.

Totally drunk.

Lin Chu helped him get into the car, and after thinking about it, he decided to take him back to his hotel, as he didn't know where he lived.

The phone was unlocked with a password, there wasn't even a fingerprint, and no one called him.

Impressed.

First time picking up a corpse in my life.

I picked up a middle-aged man born in the 70s.

Well, actually this isn’t the first time. Wang Zhefei can’t drink much, and I always had to help him drink back every time before. I’m used to it.

At this moment, Lin Chu just wanted to sing loudly - Well, after dawn, people always leave in a hurry, and those who are sober are the most ridiculous!

……

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(End of this chapter)