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Chapter seventeen, ten years of sharpening a sword(2/2)

"Well, have you bought anything for the New Year?"

"It was already prepared. I didn't buy too much by myself. Your father also sent me a pound of meat. Alas, it was so sneaky that I felt like I was living outside his home."

"Haha, grandma, don't you dare say such nonsense."

"Let me just say this. In those days in Shanghai, the tycoons who kept foreign homes were not as wretched as him."

"Tsk, tsk, you used that word."

"What's wrong with using this word? Your father, he is really your grandfather's son. He is like a dog and a dog. His name is correct."

Gou Sheng, it turns out that the name of Nan Huaiqiu, Nan’s father, was given by Nan Yi’s late grandfather.

Nan Gou Sheng, haha.

Later, Fang Mengyin argued hard and forcibly called Nan Huaiqiu.

If Grandpa Nan Yi had not died, he probably should have been named Nan Goubao, Nan Dung Ji, Nan Daoyang or something like that.

It is not difficult to imagine who named Nan Tieliang, the eldest brother of Nanyi.

"Mom, you're not too young anymore. You can no longer act like an 18-year-old young lady from Shanghai Beach. We need to put down our airs and be down-to-earth."

"Humph, Mr. Xiaozhu, what do you know? Alas danced at Paramount earlier, and even the prodigal son of the Zhang family in the northeast had to watch helplessly."

"Grandma, look forward and don't think about the past. Paramount is nothing. I will let you live in Mid-Levels soon and dance at the Mid-Levels Club for all those old bastards from the Eagle Kingdom to watch."

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore. Eat quickly. After you finish eating, dance tango with grandma."

"Grandma, you have gained weight and I can't even lift your weight."

"You girl, that mouth really deserves a beating." Fang Mengyin nodded at Nan Yi and said.

"Hey hey hey."

After breakfast, I helped wash the bowls and swayed Fang Mengyin all morning, then Nanyi walked back to Donglaishun.

Walking in the door, Men San'er was already there, hissing and chewing mutton.

Nan Yi walked over and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and started to fish out the mutton, "How many pots of meat have you ordered?"

"Three pots, Mr. Nan, it's not that you don't know that this is what I like. You are not in Sijiu City. I often come here to eat alone, and I eat six or seven pots at a time."

"Be careful and don't get stared at. As the saying goes, don't reveal your wealth."

"You know, I have enough food for myself and the whole family is not hungry. I get more than 50 yuan a month, plus the oil and water that everyone else wants. My salary is enough to support me. At most, I will be called a prodigal."

"Well, just think about it. As for the money, don't spend it blindly. We will have a big fight in two years."

"You know, Mr. Nan, I apologize to you. You asked me to start preparing so early, but I still failed the exam, and I have lost your face."

"If you didn't pass the exam, you didn't pass the exam. There are advantages to not passing the exam. Your company can still be prosperous for two years. It just so happens that you have to run around. In the past two years, you have to pay attention to the brain work in the field and secretly do it in the field.

People who do business.

If possible, build a good relationship with them.

In the future, these people will be our sales channels. If we continue to do business, it will not be retail, but wholesale. We will hide in the background and make a fortune in silence."

"But it's up to you, Mr. Nan, to send you."

"By the way, please pay attention. Find someone who is good at antiques. Don't find someone who is carefree. Find someone who has a family and children. People who are carefree are easy to go to extremes. If you get tired of living, let's

I can’t hold it at all.”

"Okay, I'll take this matter with ease. It's just that these antiques aren't likely to be sold at high prices now. Can we make a profit from this?"

"When you get back, find a book about Hu Xueyan and read it. Let me understand what hoarding means. If it can't be sold at a high price, we can raise its price.

Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times, these words said by our ancestors have already pointed out the way forward for us.

There is a pot of gold in antiques, and we must dig a few spoons into it."

"Cheng, Hu Xueyan was the richest man in the Qing Dynasty?"
Chapter completed!
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