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Chapter 61: Beijing A Maybach Second Generation Ancestor
When Wei Xing walked into the front hall, he saw a handsome young man sitting in the hall leisurely drinking water.

Is this the second generation owner of the Beijing A Maybach?

Wei Xing looked strange.

What flavor can you expect from the water from the water dispenser in your front hall?
Could it be that the second generation’s sense of taste is different from ours?
Wei Xing grinned, smiled as kindly as possible, and walked forward.

"This is Mr. Xu, right?"

Wei Xing stepped forward and stretched out his hand to shake hands with a bright smile, showing no trace of the gnashing of teeth he had just shown in the office.

"Mr. Xu, you came to our little temple without saying hello. I, Old Wei, am really sorry that I didn't come down earlier to entertain you."

Wei Xing can also be considered a grassroots hero.

Calling him Mr. Xu is a way of elevating his status and recognizing that he is the second generation of entrepreneurship, but he has to add the word "small". The hidden meaning is self-evident.

On the surface, they welcome Xu Qingshan, but secretly say that he does not follow the rules and is not welcome here.

Xu Qingshan looked up, put down the paper cup naturally, and stretched out his hand.

Wei Xing was embarrassed for a moment.

Because he stretched out his right hand, but Xu Qingshan stretched out his left hand.

Xu Qingshan looked at him with clear eyes.

Made.

Wei Xing cursed inwardly, and quickly changed hands, stretched out his left hand, and held Xu Qingshan's hand somewhat awkwardly.

In 2008, people didn’t understand what compliance testing was.

"Mr. Wei, you are joking. Didn't you make an appointment with Editor-in-Chief Liu first? It's not easy for ordinary people like us to meet with big entrepreneurs. If we don't think of some ways, we can't get through the threshold."

Xu Qingshan has a refreshing smile and looks like a sunny and cheerful boy.

One big and one small, they held hands.

Ordinary people?
"Mr. Xu came here by car?"

Wei Xing asked even though he knew the answer.

He just took the opportunity to take a look at the Beijing A Maybach openly and remember the license plate. Beijing is a small city, and he could find out where the Buddha came from by asking around.

"I asked a friend to help deliver it."

Xu Qingshan smiled and motioned Wei Xing to look outside the door.

Seeing Xu Qingshan and Wei Xing looking over, Wang Chuan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, held the steering wheel with his hands and nodded.

Wei Xing memorized the license plate number.

But he didn't look like a politician, so he felt relieved.

"Old Liu, go get my best tea. I'd like to invite Mr. Xu to sit in the private room. We can talk about anything slowly."

Wei Xing saw it for himself.

This young man seems to be quite confident and dignified, so we can have a chat.

"Then excuse me."

The momentum that Xu Qingshan wanted to borrow had already been borrowed when Wei Xing saw the Beijing A Maybach.

He raised his hand in invitation.

Liu Qi hurried to get the tea, while Wei Xing and Xu Qingshan went upstairs side by side and entered the private room they had been talking about.

Wei Xing called a girl wearing a cheongsam and looking very elegant to make tea, and he sat down face to face with Xu Qingshan.

"I wonder what Mr. Xu wants to talk about this time?"

Xu Qingshan looked at Wei Xing in front of him with interest.

It feels like the opposite of Tiangang.

Xu Qingshan knew Wei Xing.

Wei Xing, a native of northern Hebei, started out as a chicken feed seller.

It was purely by chance that he entered the teaching auxiliary industry. At the end of the last century, he found an old and tattered English grammar manual in Beijing that had extremely high sales. At that time, he had the idea of ​​revising and publishing the book.

Wei Xing immediately contacted a group of teachers from well-known middle schools in Beijing, revised and bound the manual, added comments and annotations, and printed it in two volumes.

This new grammar manual with beautiful typeset and clear printing was a huge hit as soon as it went on sale, and started the journey of Wei Xing, a grassroots hero, to become a teaching aid tycoon.

The year 2008 was the year when Wei Xing consolidated the Beijing market, took over the first-tier markets, and prepared to expand into broader markets in provincial capitals.

If a local boss from somewhere came to discuss business with Wei Xing, Wei Xing would welcome him. But if it was a second-generation rich kid from Beijing like Xu Qingshan, Wei Xing really didn't like him.

"Let's talk about five-three."

Xu Qingshan's words are concise and to the point.

"Mr. Xu must like Wu San. We have a complete set of the latest edition. If you want as many sets as you want, we will deliver them to your car right away."

Wei Xing said deliberately.

Xu Qingshan smiled and reached out to lightly hold the teacup that the cheongsam girl handed to him on the tray.

"You can give it to me. It happens to be useful. But today I am here to discuss business with Mr. Wei. Although I am young, I should be able to help Mr. Wei with sales."

Xu Qingshan didn't want to go around in circles here.

"Business? Sales?"

Wei Xing was happy.

"Mr. Xu, don't blame me for being rude. I treat you as one of my own, so I dare to say this openly."

"I have received young masters from the capital before. They talk about business but they come up with some fantastic conditions. They want to get a share of the profits with a few million or eight hundred thousand. If you ask me, they just want to get a piece of the pie because they see that Wu San is selling so well in the city."

Wei Xing curled his lips and continued.

"I'm not bragging, but there's really no need to promote Wu San in this little place in Beijing. If you're thinking of coming here today, don't blame me for being rude. There's no point in talking about this."

Wei Xing felt that his words were a bit harsh.

He observed Xu Qingshan's expression.

I found that the other party was not angry, but had a smile on his face.

When he thought that although Young Master Xu might not be a second-generation politician who could control him, judging from his reaction after he said these words, he did not seem to be an ordinary person.

Seeing that Xu Qingshan was not in a hurry to speak, he found another sentence to add.

"Mr. Xu, we were just talking business, so it's normal that we couldn't reach an agreement. But I'm still very happy to make friends with a young and promising young talent like you. Old Wei is not a person who likes to play tricks. This is my business card. If you need anything in the education field, just call me and we'll meet."

Wei Xing is indeed a talent who can emerge from the grassroots.

All these words blocked the way for the second-generation rich who wanted to take advantage of him, and also gave them a way out.

The most important thing in the city is face.

Although Wei Xing's approach was a bit harsh, he was able to hold his ground and make a living.

But the person he met was Xu Qingshan.

Xu Qingshan only said two sentences from beginning to end.

Now he was just sipping his tea, smiling and not saying anything. Wei Xing was the only one chatting here.

Xu Qingshan also felt a little emotional. President Wei was really lively, bold, careful, and eloquent. Later, he took the Wusan editorial team to various variety shows to promote the company.

Later, the physical teaching aid market was in recession, so he switched to selling tea and lost 3 million yuan. He then relied on "Wusan" to sell ice cream, mobile phones, and skin care products under the slogans of "Possessed by the God of Exams" and "The Taste of Knowledge".
To say that he is a talent, he really is a talent.

There's nothing wrong with saying that he is truly a talented person.

"I heard that Mr. Wei was able to stir up trouble in Beijing with just an English manual and built his business from scratch with just his legs and mouth. After hearing what he said today, it really isn't just a rumor."

Xu Qingshan put down the teacup and started drinking.

Wei Xing raised his eyebrows, not knowing how the young man in front of him would respond.

"However, Mr. Wei still needs to practice his ability to judge people."

Just now Wei Xing said that he was a young master from the capital, implying that he was daydreaming.

Xu Qingshan now wants to regain his position and equalize his status.

"First of all, I am really just an ordinary citizen. I am neither a boss nor a young master, nor a native of the capital."

"Secondly, how did President Wei know that the business and sales I mentioned were referring to this area in Beijing?"

After Xu Qingshan finished speaking, he smiled at Wei Xing.

He picked up the teacup again and saluted Wei Xing.

This time he held the teacup with his right hand.

Wei Xing sniffed and licked his lips.

(End of this chapter)