Chapter 1522 Uncle Feng

Feng Yu was holding a piece of ink in his hand, so frightened, he threw it directly to the ground and shattered with a snap!

Feng Yu is not happy anymore, this ink is a lot of money, and rich people are not so prodigal to play!

He turned around and wanted to ask the other party what he was doing so close, but he didn't know that the other party said timidly: "Uncle Feng?"

Ga?

what did he say? Uncle Feng? Does he know me?

wrong! This person is in his twenties, and he is calling for Uncle Laozi for Mao. Where does this come from, am I that old? !

Boss Zhu looked at Mr. Lu and then at Feng Yu. The age difference between these two is only a few years. This gentleman is very senior?

No, this Young Master Lu, the family can be very powerful, is this also the son of a great leader?

But Boss Zhu racked his brains and didn't expect any big leader with the surname Feng. Could it be that his mother was the big leader, or his uncle or uncle?

Fu Guangzheng looked at the person opposite him, Feng Yu's nephew? Why hasn't he seen it? But Feng Yu's sister and cousin's children are not so old, right?

Feng Yu frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of where he had such a big nephew.

"Uncle Feng, my surname is Lu. I met you at the third uncle's house a few years ago." Lu Mingyu reminded.

"You are Lu Shao's nephew?" Feng Yu seemed to have a little impression. But at that time this kid was still in middle school, and now it has changed a lot.

If it wasn't for his surname Lu, Feng Yu felt a bit like Lu Shao, and I'm afraid he wouldn't recognize him when he saw him on the road.

"Yes, yes, my name is Lu Mingyu. Uncle Feng, you also like antiques? Lao Zhu, show me all the good things for Uncle Feng to see. If you dare to show a fake one, I will smash your shop! "Lu Mingyu shouted at Boss Zhu.

Feng Yu almost laughed, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu? Isn't this the second brother! Looking at this figure, it's really a bit similar.

Lu Mingyu, Lu Shao's son is called Lu Mingyang, so it seems that they belong to one family.

"Hey, Mingyu, don't embarrass Boss Zhu, I've finished buying everything. By the way, Zhu Laban, wrap these things for me, including this piece of broken ink, and send them to my car in a while. I don't have so much cash, Is a check okay?"

When Boss Zhu saw that Young Master Lu had such an attitude towards this man, how could he dare to despise him? It is said here that people have a big tone just now, and they are not pretending. They really don't take this money seriously.

"The check is fine."

"Uncle Feng, I'll come." Lu Mingyu shouted, looking very attentive.

"Where did you get the money?" Feng Yu stared at him.

Lu Mingyu immediately fainted, and said in a low voice, "I made a fortune."

Boss Zhu was very contemptuous of Feng Yu in his heart, and even taught others a lesson, where did you get the money? Buying things without bargaining, such a loser, this money is definitely not hard earned, you are not a kind of person!

Feng Yu took out the checkbook, filled in the amount, signed his name, and handed it to Boss Zhu: "Pack it up, I have a long way to go."

Boss Zhu impatiently took the check, looked down at it, and widened his eyes suddenly.

"You, you...you are Feng..."

"Shh~~ Do you understand the rules, no loud noises are allowed here!" Feng Yu returned Boss Zhu's words just now.

He's not being careful to hold grudges, it's really not.

Boss Zhu hurriedly shut up, bent down slightly, then turned around and walked back. He wanted to explain to the guy that the shipment must be packed.

Just now, he also suspected that the other party could not afford these things, that the money spent by the other party was from the wrong source, and that this person was the son and nephew of a major leader.

But he never thought that this man was Feng Yu, the richest man in the world!

It's no wonder that people don't take vases with a price tag of several million in their eyes, it's no wonder that people don't care about the things here, and it's no wonder that people don't bargain when they buy things.

Because he is the richest man in the world, the richest man in the world.

Don't talk about buying such a thing, even if you buy the entire mansion, including all the real and fake antiques,

It is also very easy.

It is rumored that the richest man in the world not only has the most assets, but also has the most cash in his hands. Instead of being like other rich people, most of their assets are corporate assets and cannot be quickly liquidated.

This kind of money is really not seen in the eyes of others. Perhaps for the richest man in the world, the money spent on buying this kind of thing is just a drop in the bucket.

"Ming Yu, this is the boss of Xiangjiang Fu Guangzheng, and I also know Lu Shao. You too... call your uncle."

"Hello, Uncle Fu." Lu Mingyu called out obediently.

The corner of Fu Guangzheng's mouth twitched as well, where did such a big cheap nephew appear. Lu Shao, he is not familiar with him at all.

"Hello." Fu Guang squeezed out a kind smile, trying to make himself look like an uncle.

"Ming Yu, is your vision really good? It's so easy to pick up leaks? Have you ever wondered why you always pick up leaks? Is it luck?" Feng Yu asked.

Lu Shao is Feng Yu's long-term investment, but he can't let Ming Yu, the unlucky child, fall for it.

Lu Mingyu looked bewildered, did I miss a lot? It's only once a month, and sometimes it's a punch. However, after thinking about it carefully, it seems that every time he loses money, he loses a lot, but he can always find a big one when he finds a leak.

In this way, it seems that something is really abnormal!

Thinking about the people who came with him and asked him to help him get approval documents, he understood what was going on.

Seeing Lu Mingyu's sudden realization, Feng Yu educated: "It's good to understand, don't touch this in the future. Seeing how idle you are, if you really want to make money, come to work at ~uh~ uncle's company. "

In the past, when Feng Yu claimed to be his uncle, he faced children under ten years old. This time facing Lu Mingyu, who was in his twenties, it felt strange.

"Thank you Uncle Feng, I have to go home and discuss this with my elders."

"Yeah." Feng Yu nodded with his hands behind his back, looking like an elder.

Boss Zhu ran over at this time: "Mr. Feng, Boss Fu, Young Master Lu, it will take a while to pack those things. A few of you will have a cup of tea in the backyard first? It's not very good tea, but you can still eat it."

The richest man in the world, this is not good enough. If you become a regular customer and come here once a month in the future, even if the store does not come to the store for those who buy fake goods, the store can still make a lot of money.

Feng Yu glanced at Boss Zhu: "I won't drink the tea, just pack the things for me soon. Guangzheng, do you see anything?"

Fu Guang is shaking his head, what are you looking at? Let you do this, I have no fun in Taobao at all!

Feng Yu pointed to Lu Mingyu and said to Boss Zhu, "If he comes back in the future, if you dare to sell him something or accept something from him, don't blame me for being rude!"

If Lu Mingyu can often pick up leaks, this store must be a ghost.

Boss Zhu smiled with embarrassment: "Sure, definitely."

He thought to himself, maybe his shop should be sold, and the money he made over the years would be enough for him to go back to his hometown and live in peace for a lifetime.

The water in the capital is too deep!

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PS: I don’t know if I can continue to rely on the city list? (To be continued.)

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