Chapter 493 How About You Waste Another Two Years?

Because of Li Ye, the "antique topic" that had gone cold just now has become hot again.

Everyone talked about each other for a long time, and slowly seemed to form a consensus that "if the cultural relics from the mainland are really lost on Hong Kong Island, then it is better to collect a few pieces as much as possible than to end up in the hands of foreigners."

But Pei Wencong refused to let go of the dispute that Fu Guiyin wanted to resolve the most. He pushed left and right to block the dispute, performing Tai Chi skills in a decent manner, with an attitude of "Don't rush, don't rush, you still need to pay more."

In the end, Fu Guiyin could only leave with resentment, but Mr. Tong, Mr. Ming, and Ai Zhixin who were accompanying him all looked normal, even a little happy.

On the other hand, Mr. Huo took the girl he brought with him and finally chatted with Pei Wencong alone for a few words. He laughed endlessly and felt in a very good mood.

Watching everyone get into the car and leave, Li Ye smiled coldly.

Mr. Baylor and his son openly came to apologize and ask for peace today, but secretly they wanted to enter the wealthy collecting circles in Hong Kong Island.

But with such a good business, why should Fu Guiyin be involved?

Hehe, I’m afraid I don’t have much capital, right?

Old Song had already said that the Beile family was not very wealthy in the lighthouse, and Guan Cihui was also a master who never saw rabbits and never let go of hawks. If you want to bring a large number of antiques to Hong Kong Island, you will definitely need a lot of money. .

Listening to Lao Song's narration, Mr. Baylor is not very honest in his work. A rich second generation like Fu Guiyin is someone who is manipulated by father and son.

Pei Wencong, who had sent Mr. Huo away, came back and said to Li Ye: "Mr. Li, I have made it clear to Mr. Huo that this matter cannot be ignored casually, and he can understand what I mean."

Li Ye smiled and said: "Is this old gentleman here to make peace today? Is he here to be a matchmaker?"

"Is it okay this time? That girl is of the right age, status, and family. Your heart, which has been hungry for thirty-three years, should be satisfied."

While everyone was talking just now, the girl next to Mr. Huo had been looking at Pei Wencong, and in the end she was almost staring at him intently.

This made Li Ye very emotional.

In the past, when Li Ye and Pei Wencong stood together, 90% of the girls around would look at Li Ye, but today they only looked at Li Ye twice and only paid attention to Pei Wencong.

Sure enough, girls who come from big families have different standards for looking at people than ordinary girls.

No matter how handsome Li Ye is, he can't be as handsome as Pei Wencong's shining gold.

But Pei Wencong shook his head and said: "Mr. Li, I don't know if you know the situation in Hong Kong Island. Most of the wealthy families in Hong Kong Island are afraid of black and red. I am now red, but Mr. Huo and Mr. Li can Do you understand?”

Different times, people's views are also different.

In Hong Kong in the 1980s, many wealthy people had opinions about people like Pei Wencong who were close to the mainland, and they also had some concerns about the conditions for being clean.

On weekdays, everyone is so harmonious that you can't tell, but when it comes to marrying a wife and daughter, the difference becomes apparent. It's easy to marry a celebrity, but it's difficult to marry a famous lady.

I recall that when Queen Jing got married, many people thought she was too lucky. After all, the aura of the rich in Hong Kong was so dazzling at that time that even Queen Jing hesitated when discussing it with her family.

But later, as times changed, the filter on the rich receded, and people discovered that she turned out to be the best choice, and it couldn't be better.

Li Ye was surprised for a moment and nodded slowly: "If you can endure the loneliness, just wait for two years. When our round of investment is over, you can choose whatever you want."

Pei Wencong smiled coquettishly and said nothing.

But looking at the joy that couldn't be concealed on his face, you knew that he must agree with Li Ye's proposal in his heart.

If everything Li Ye told him can come true, then he will not only be the diamond king of Hong Kong Island.

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After Li Ye and Fu Yiruo returned home, Fu Guiru caught him and asked him for a long time. Finally, Li Ye promised that he would "satisfy me" before giving up.

But after Li Ye returned to the room, he dialed a number in the mainland.

The phone rang for a long time before someone answered the phone angrily.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

"Is that Tan Min? Is Lao Song here?"

"Huh? Are you Li Ye? Old Song has been back to his hometown for a long time."

"Is your brother-in-law here? You can just ask him to answer the phone."

Li Ziye was nervous. If Wei Jiaxian was not at home, it would be difficult to contact Lao Song. If he really asked the two men named Ai to transport the antiques to Hong Kong Island, wouldn't he be helping them?

"My brother-in-law is at home, please wait a few minutes."

Tan Min put down the phone, and then Li Ye heard him open the door and go out, and soon called Wei Jiaxian over.

"Hey, Li Ye, do you have anything to do with me?"

Wei Jiaxian still spoke with a low emotional intelligence, but Li Ye didn't care about talking to him anymore, and simply said harsh words directly.

"Contact Lao Song immediately and tell him that Ai is ready to use the money to buy goods, and ask him to keep an eye on Guan. If something goes wrong, you see how I deal with him."

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Wei Jiaxian held the receiver of the phone, and after a long time he said in a hoarse voice: "I know, nothing will go wrong."

"Dududu~"

After hanging up the phone, Li Ye went to sleep peacefully.

But Wei Jiaxian silently started packing his things and waited until dawn with his eyes wide open.

At dawn, Wei Jiaxian quietly went out with his luggage, but as soon as he arrived at the gate, Tan Min's gloomy voice came from behind.

"Where are you going?"

Wei Jiaxian's body stiffened for a moment, and then he said nonchalantly: "I dreamed about your sister last night. I feel uneasy. I want to go back to my hometown and take a good look at the stall. I'll be back in a few days."

"I looked at the stall, hey, I think it's better to look at you."

Tan Min sneered and walked up, grabbed Wei Jiaxian's luggage and carried it on his back.

"Let's go! I'll follow you back to your hometown. I'll go wherever you go."

Wei Jiaxian was stunned and wanted to say something.

But Tan Min said coldly: "I have always ignored the matter between you and Lao Song, but you tossed and turned all night long last night. So this time, I have to take care of it."

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Fu Guiyin also tossed and turned all night, and at four or five in the morning, she fell asleep holding Ai Zhixin's arm.

When she woke up, she found that her side was empty, and Ai Zhixin didn't know where he had gone.

She turned over and wanted to continue sleeping for a while, but she heard someone talking in the garden outside the window, and it sounded faintly like Ai Zhixin's voice.

Fu Guiyin got out of bed and quietly went up to the terrace. Sure enough, he saw Ai Zhixin and Mr. Ming sitting below.

Ai Zhixin said with obvious anxiety: "Mr. Ming, please wait a moment. Two million US dollars is not a small amount. I will always need time to raise the money!"

"Mr. Ming" said curiously: "I also learned about your family's situation at Beacon. Isn't two million dollars a drop in the bucket? Are you hiding something from me?"

Ai Zhixin said quickly: "No, no, I just recently invested a large amount of money in the factory in Pengcheng, so it was delayed for a few days."

Mr. Ming frowned and said with some displeasure: "Mr. Ai, to tell you the truth, I am doing this cooperation firstly because of your father's face, and secondly because you have the status of a mainland investor. More convenient,

But you have to understand that you are not the only one who can afford two million dollars. Ms. Chen who sells mahogany furniture is more suitable than you.

And your girlfriend caused such a mess, which made Mr. Tong and I both embarrassed."

"Yes, yes, I'm really sorry."

Fu Guiyin listened for a while, then quietly retreated, lay back on the bed, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Ai Zhixin had been mentioning this antique deal to her for some time, but she never let go.

Mr. Tong has been involved in parallel imports before, so he is definitely not a good man and a believer. This business is risky.

But Ai Zhixin's money was strictly controlled by his father. He couldn't raise the capital, and the business was about to fail.

Do you want to give it a try yourself?

Fu Guiyin thought of the way those people looked at him last night, as if they were looking at a poor guy, that country bumpkin Li Ye. He also had that kind of look. How much money did he have?

And last night, Fu Guiru's slap repeatedly made a "snap" sound in her dream, making her wail incessantly in her dream.

How long will it take for these depressing days to end?

Scenes of the past flashed through Fu Guiyin's mind like a lantern, and most of them were the humiliation Fu Guiru had given her.

"Baby, it's time to have breakfast~"

Ai Zhixin suddenly walked in with a plate, placed it thoughtfully in front of Fu Guiyin, and put a napkin around her.

Looking at the love breakfast in front of him, Fu Guiyin suddenly felt like he was back more than ten years ago.

More than ten years ago, she was still a love-minded little girl!

Fu Guiyin raised his head and said very seriously: "Dear, are you sure this business is very profitable?"

Ai Zhixin was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You also saw yesterday that the two rich men were very interested in collecting antiques.

You also know that Ms. Chen made a lot of money selling mahogany furniture, mainly because Mr. Tong spent a lot of money to establish a transportation relationship."

Fu Guiyin gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll pay you two million dollars, and you go tell Mr. Ming now that we've made this deal, but we have to do it quickly."

Ai Zhixin looked at Fu Guiyin in surprise, and tears of excitement flowed out. They were real tears.

He wiped his tears regardless of his image and said with choked sobs: "Guiyin, it's my fault that I have to use your money. I also blame my father for supervising our children too strictly."

"No, it's not anyone else's fault, it's only our own fault,"

Fu Guiyin shook his head and said: "If we are rich ourselves, do we still need to look at other people's faces? We don't look at the faces of any of us. If we want to file a lawsuit, we can fight with them for as long as we want."

"In addition, I also want to buy a luxury house in the middle of the mountain."

"Okay, let's buy a big mansion and give birth to many, many children in it."

Ai Zhixin hugged Fu Guiyin tightly and kept saying sweet words of love.

But his eyes were full of contempt.