Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 25 Yuan Datou

Zeng Wenjie and Chen Qian were walking slowly behind him. Along the way, he smiled brightly and spoke sweetly, which made the middle-aged Chen Qian confused.

After confirming the private room through mobile phone, Zeng Wenjie took Chen Qian into the hotel.

"Hello, Brother Chen, thank you for your kindness in accepting our father and son's invitation to dinner." Zeng Xiangdong immediately went to greet him and kept chatting with Chen Qian.

Chen Qian couldn't help but feel a little flattered. He didn't quite understand why the father and son invited him to dinner, but they were good at talking and he was happy to listen.

Zeng Wenjie did not reveal his purpose and chatted with Chen Qian. He opened the Wuliangye bottle only after the food came.

"Uncle Chen, thank you. This glass is for you," said Zeng Wenjie.

"No way! Those are your goods. I'm just inspecting them. It's not hard work." Chen Qian waved his hand.

After saying this, he suddenly came to his senses and began to guess why Zeng Wenjie was so determined to treat him to a meal.

Zeng Wenjie didn't give him a chance, and immediately poured another glass, saying, "Uncle Chen, you're too polite. What's the most lacking thing in the 21st century? Talent! People like Uncle Chen who understand gold and are good at accounting are really rare. I don't have any special skills, and my high school grades were just so-so. What I admire most is people like you who are both capable and low-key!"

Zeng Wenjie was well versed in the art of licking dogs. He licked Chen Qian so hard that he felt so high that he drank two glasses of wine.

I didn't eat many bites of the food, but almost three taels of wine had already gone into my stomach.

The alcohol took effect and made Chen Qian feel a little dizzy for a moment.

But Chen Qian was not a fool. He tentatively asked Zeng Wenjie and Zeng Xiangdong several times if they needed his help with anything.

But Zeng Wenjie smiled and said, "Nothing serious. I just want to meet someone like Uncle Chen. I'm very grateful for your kindness in coming to dinner. How dare I ask you to do me a favor?"

Zeng Xiangdong smacked his lips and frantically learned Zeng Wenjie's language art.

He used to work in a factory. With Zeng Wenjie's speaking skills, he should at least be able to become a workshop director, right?

Chen Qian thought it was better not to say anything, so as to avoid the embarrassment of refusing.

The three of them finished two bottles of Wuliangye. Zeng Xiangdong drank less, while Zeng Wenjie and Chen Qian drank most of the time.

After all, Zeng Wenjie was young and had a strong metabolism, and he got Chen Qian drunk to the point of being completely confused.

"Oh, it's getting late. I have to go home. My wife has called me several times! Xiao Zeng and Mr. Zeng, please come to my house for tea when you have time." Chen Qian stood up dizzy and said.

Zeng Wenjie helped him stand up, then calmly took out an envelope from his bag and stuffed it into Chen Qian's shoulder bag.

Then he went out, hailed a taxi, and personally sent Chen Qian home.

Zeng Xiangdong sat in the hotel's private room, smoking slowly. He looked at the two empty bottles of Wuliangye with a bit of heartache. There were still a lot of dishes left on the table.

After Zeng Wenjie came back, Zeng Xiangdong said, “Wenjie, I roughly understand what you mean, but if you don’t say anything, won’t this meal be wasted?”

Zeng Wenjie sat down, took two gulps of water, and said, "There's no need to say much when dealing with smart people. You'll understand the next time you deliver."

Zeng Xiangdong glanced at him with a bit of disbelief and said, "This meal plus the money you gave away is quite a bit."

"Don't worry, you can make double the money back in one go." Zeng Wenjie said with a smile, "I'll go get some takeout boxes to pack up the leftovers."

The next day, Chen Qian woke up very sober and was not prone to headaches after drinking good wine.

Chen Qian's wife said, "Yesterday you were drunk as a dead dog, and a young man named Zeng brought you home. He was very polite and had a very handsome smile." Chen Qian was startled, then remembered Zeng Wenjie and said, "The young man is quite nice. What time is it? I should go to work!"

When he looked at the time, he didn't dare to delay and quickly put on his bag and went out.

When he reached into the bag, he felt a pack of soft drinks, which Zeng Wenjie had given him yesterday.

He couldn't help but smile and murmured, "This guy is really interesting!"

He touched it again and found an envelope.

This made him confused, because there shouldn't be such a thing in his bag!

He took out the envelope and felt it was heavy, but there must be no money in it, because if there was money, it would not feel so empty.

After opening the envelope with doubts, Chen Qian turned it over and immediately poured out a few old silver coins.

This made his breathing stop for a moment, and he instantly felt that the silver coins had become hot!
"This guy is really smart. When his silver coins fell out of his bag, I couldn't help but take a few more glances. Did he know that I like it?" Chen Qian felt a little horrified.

He thought about returning them to Zeng Wenjie immediately, but these silver coins were exquisite and of good quality. For him, who loved collecting Yuan Datou, they were rare masterpieces!
How could he know that Zeng Wenjie had seen his hobby from a news report in later generations and catered to his interests.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Qian put the silver coins back into the envelope and carefully placed it at the bottom of the bag.

Early in the morning, Zeng's father and son took a bus back to Baishui Town to start receiving the goods.

"The capital has almost accumulated enough now, so we can let the short-term customer pick up the goods on our behalf." Zeng Wenjie said.

Most of those short-term traders are like Zhang Laosan, who have limited capital and can only buy raw goods worth a few thousand yuan at a time, making very little money.

Nowadays, when doing gold business, people basically make money by volume, and the profit from the price difference is not that lucrative. The most important thing is that the risk is high.

Zeng Wenjie didn't plan to do too much during this holiday. He would first roll up his capital and then wait for the gold mine outside Shizhu County to be sold so that he could take it over.

"Lao Zeng, why haven't you asked me to ship goods recently?" Yang Wei ran into the father and son and walked up to say hello.

"Oh... Boss Yang, we haven't received any goods recently and our capital is small!" Zeng Xiangdong lied.

In fact, as their capital grew, they collected more and more raw goods, and each time they went out to deliver, they would collect kilograms of goods.

Moreover, Zeng Wenjie was such a ruthless person, accepting money from those who didn't know the business. He was so greedy! Even Zeng Xiangdong, his father, was terrified!
Yang Wei was not someone who could be easily fooled. He could not help but sneer twice and said, "Old Zeng, you are not a very kind person. You stole the channel from me."

Zeng Xiangdong said: "Ah? Boss Yang, you must have misunderstood!"

Yang Wei sneered, "I really underestimated you back then."

After saying this, he turned around and left. Although he didn't know how Zeng Xiangdong got Boss Zhuang's contact information, there was no need for him to get too angry about it.

I don’t know if it’s because I offended Yang Wei, but the receiving process today was not smooth, and several mines were unwilling to ship the goods to Zeng Xiangdong.

However, Zeng Xiangdong didn't care, because Liu Zheng called and said that the fight was over and he could come to Yinziping to collect the goods.

There is no shortage of buyers for gold. The reason why Liu Zheng called him specially was that he felt that Zeng Wenjie was an extraordinary young man and worth making friends with.

　The crispy newbie thanks the big guys for being the alliance leader. I kowtow to them three times. Duang, Duang, Duang! Special thanks to the silver alliance of the Demon King. One more kowtow. Duang!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)