fictionpage Chapter 44 The fish has taken the bait, a luxury car!
Chapter 44 The fish has taken the bait, a luxury car!
Offering three antiques was intended to attract influential figures with powerful connections to participate in this small-scale auction.
As the saying goes, "practice makes perfect," and after a few more interactions, you'll become familiar with each other.
Although the relationship was just superficial nodding and socializing, at least we were acquainted.
After all, when you're out and about, you have to earn your own reputation. In the future, when chatting in a social setting, mentioning that you often organize activities with so-and-so can be a way to enhance your social standing.
They won't be looked down upon because they lack background or connections.
What Chen Huai'an needs now is to expand his network of contacts step by step.
Moreover, these are all business people, so they'll have more options when they need something in the future, right?
Otherwise, like now, even if you have money in your pocket, you lack the corresponding network of contacts and don't know where to ask for a middleman to buy things.
Especially for some forbidden items, without connections, you don't even know how to buy them.
If you were to ask someone directly, they would see you're a stranger and worry that you're being scammed, so they wouldn't dare say anything.
That's why the tea was removed from the auction, and instead, everyone was invited to drink tea and chat, which was also a way to strengthen relationships.
As the saying goes, "He who takes a bribe is bound to be grateful," and tea worth 60 yuan per kilogram is not something everyone is willing to offer to guests.
Even among those present, the finest teas were reserved for truly distinguished guests.
Chen Huai'an actually served them Lu'an Melon Seed tea, which made people look at him with new respect.
The gap in social status was bridged considerably by a cup of tea.
Feng Chaoyang took a sip of tea and squinted his eyes in rapture.
He asked eagerly, "Brother, what are you planning to do? Give me a straight answer. If you're willing to sell, I only want one tael (50 grams), and the price will be 650,000 yuan per jin (500 grams)!"
Zhou Hongsheng quickly chimed in, "Brother Chen, I'm also willing to pay the same price for an ounce of tea."
Old Tian smiled and said, "Besides antiques, this old man enjoys drinking tea. I wonder if young friend Chen would be willing to part with a small amount?"
The group was very restrained in their requests; none of them made outrageous demands like asking for a whole pound.
The tea in the jar doesn't even weigh a pound in total.
If anyone dares to say they want it all, it will definitely provoke dissatisfaction from others.
Tea of this quality is extremely rare and hard to come by; once it's gone, it's gone forever, and everyone wants a piece of it.
Even if you don't drink tea yourself, it's still a very prestigious gift.
Even so, it's difficult to divide the amount in the jar into even a small portion for each person.
Chen Huai'an put down his teacup and smiled, "I met a few friends from the mountains two years ago, and I can often get some local specialties from the mountains."
I received this can of Lu'an Melon Seed tea from them during the Chinese New Year.
Since we are gathered here today, it is fate that brings us together; we are all friends.
How about we split it at market price, one ounce each?
Those present were delighted to hear that they could receive a share.
Feng Chaoyang immediately brought over an electronic scale and began sorting the tea leaves on the spot.
The money was transferred, and each person received one tael, which was just enough to cover the rest of the money. Only a few coins remained in the jar.
Old Tian tiptoed and glanced at it, his cloudy eyes filled with longing.
Chen Huai'an smiled and said, "How about we give these to Elder Tian?"
The others smiled and nodded, "No problem!"
There's only a couple of ounces of tea left at the bottom of the jar; it's not worth arguing over such a small amount.
After all, Mr. Tian is highly respected in the circle. Despite his kind and approachable appearance, he is a powerful and influential figure!
Even though he keeps a low profile and rarely appears in public now, no one dares to ignore his words.
Chen Huai'an looked at the group of people, who seemed to be enjoying themselves and were quite pleased with themselves.
He said with a smile, "Let's all add each other on WeChat. If any of our friends in the mountains have any special mountain products, we can contact you."
If you have any specific needs, please let me know.
I'll ask my friends in the mountains to keep an eye out; maybe we'll get lucky and run into them?
These words revealed their true intentions; adding someone on WeChat meant they wanted something from them.
Wouldn't that leave me indebted to them?
Friendships are built through interaction. Whether it's a favor he owes someone or someone else owes him, only by maintaining frequent contact can friendships be strengthened.
With a beep, you can add a friend by scanning the QR code.
Lin Wan stood to the side, watching curiously, her big eyes filled with wonder at this sci-fi scene.
I often see Chen Huai'an using this to make calls and send voice messages; it's incredibly convenient.
If they had something similar, they wouldn't have to worry about being detected by radio direction finding vehicles while infiltrating behind enemy lines to transmit intelligence!
Unfortunately, this convenient thing requires something called the internet; without the internet, it's impossible to communicate and send messages.
At present, it is impossible to take it back and use it.
After adding Chen Lao on WeChat, he hesitated and said, "Young friend Chen, this old man has a favor to ask, but I don't know if I can say it?"
Chen Huai'an politely replied, "Grandpa, just let me know if you need anything. I'll do my best to help!"
His voice and attitude were full of respect for his elders.
Old Tian was very satisfied with this attitude and said with a smile, "This old man is getting old and his heart isn't very good."
The doctor said that taking aged ginseng is good for the heart, as it can increase myocardial contractility and slow down the heart rate.
If my friend in the mountains can find a century-old ginseng, I'm willing to buy it at a high price!
A century-old ginseng is something that can only be found by chance.
Even if they appear at an auction, they are immediately bought by someone else.
Moreover, most of them are kept as keepsakes for future emergencies and to save lives.
If the old man wants to buy a genuine century-old ginseng, it really depends on fate.
Maybe it will be available at the auction tomorrow, or maybe the weeds on the grave will grow three feet tall and I still won't be able to buy it.
So when he heard that Chen Huai'an knew people in Laoshan, he was immediately interested.
The old man was very experienced, and his cloudy old eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
Judging from the young man's confident demeanor, you could tell he really had the ability to get his hands on the goods.
The fact that he was able to offer everyone a 60 yuan per kilogram pound of Lu'an melon seed tea is enough to prove that he has some really unconventional methods.
"Don't worry, sir, I'll ask around and contact you as soon as I can find it!"
Chen Huai'an had been waiting for the old man to make the request, and he agreed without hesitation, his young face brimming with confidence.
It's just Laoshan ginseng, which is hard to find nowadays, but it was hard to find in the Republic of China era too.
He has the entire new China behind him; acquiring a century-old ginseng is a piece of cake for him.
As long as these people ask him for something, won't the relationship be established?
Feng Chaoyang's eyes darted around, and he said loudly, "Brother Chen is right, meeting is fate. It's my treat at Yuanxiangju today!"
Being a businessman, he immediately took the opportunity to treat these old customers to a meal.
Normally, we wouldn't even have a chance to get everyone together if we wanted to invite them!
Everyone present had their own agenda, so naturally no one would refuse.
Feng Chaoyang locked the door, and the seven luxury cars slowly drove away from the antique market.
Chen Huai'an sat in the Maybach, his curious gaze sweeping around.
Feeling the comfortable ride, I couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"No wonder they say a woman who truly loves you won't care what color Maybach you drive!"