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Chapter 2 The Tomb of the Heroes of Lingyan Pavilion!
John didn't feel embarrassed when he said this.
Instead, he entrusted the man with glasses to take the things down, turned his back to the two of them and said, "This is a world of the jungle. As long as you have money, you can do anything, right?"
Lin Ran didn't comment, just looked at him with a smile: "Mr. John, what about our balance payment?"
Reddy was also obedient. Without waiting for John to wink, he took out the check from his pocket and signed his name.
"This is 1 yuan. I am very happy to cooperate with you. I hope there will be more opportunities in the future." Reddy stood up and shook hands with them to say goodbye.
After John got the things, he no longer paid attention to them and had no time to pay attention to them. He wanted to go back to the office to tell the director of the British Museum the good news and ask him to arrange for someone to come to the pier to pick up the cultural relics.
Lin Ran got the money and was invited out of the embassy without staying any longer.
Reddy sent them outside the embassy, actually took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Yang Jianlong.
Yang Jianlong naturally refused: "100 years have passed, do you still want to use cigarettes to open a gap in China?"
Reddy smiled and said: "Mr. Yang, don't be too sensitive. I just want to be a friend with you. There will be opportunities for cooperation in the future."
“We’ll work with anyone as long as the price is right.”
Lin Ran told Yang Jianlong this sentence, and he must find the right opportunity to say it.
If the other party can find them once, they will naturally find them a second time. Not only can they make money, but they can also reveal the whereabouts of the lost cultural relics to them. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.
Leidy was smoking a cigarette with a proud smile on his face. He even patted Yang Jianlong on the shoulder: "Yes, I like people like you who have no principles."
"Keep in touch in the future." He spit out the cigarette in his mouth on the ground, stamped it out with his foot, turned around and walked back to the embassy.
What a rude person.
Lin Ran looked at his back with disdain. Foreigners like these treat others as mere tools, calling them when they are needed and kicking them away when they are not.
"Jianlong, let's go." Seeing Reddy walking into the embassy, they finally no longer had to act.
Yang Jianlong nodded. When the two of them walked back to the car, Yang Jianlong quickly took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. His hand when lighting the cigarette was trembling, as if he had Parkinson's disease.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Ran asked curiously.
"This is the first time I have spoken to a diplomat in this tone." Yang Jianlong couldn't help but feel scared. If his father-in-law found out about this, he would have to repair himself.
Most Chinese people still have a mentality of worshiping foreigners. Not to mention provoking foreigners, even when talking to black people, they have to be condescending and have no decency at all.
With both checks in hand, they went directly to the commercial bank to exchange them.
I got 2 yuan in cash and packed it in a suitcase, but it still felt a bit heavy.
Returning to the store office with the money, Wei Chengbin folded his hands on his chest and had already dozed off on the sofa.
Li Yuanhao had a bored expression and was spinning the pen on the table.
When the office door was opened, they stood up immediately.
"How's it going? Mr. Lin?" they asked in unison.
But seeing Lin Ran's smile, they knew the result.
Lin Ran put the box on the desk, opened it, and a stack of banknotes appeared in front of the two of them.
Their mouths were wide open: "How much is this?"
"Twenty thousand yuan." Lin Ran replied, and then he took out 1 yuan and handed it to the two of them, "This is your share."
Wei Chengbin and Wei Chengbin quickly waved their hands and refused: "Mr. Lin, basically one person is doing the work this time, and we will not participate in sharing the money."
"That's right, I haven't done anything, how can I get money?" Li Yuanhao also said.
Yang Jianlong also scratched his head in embarrassment: "Godfather, you should keep the money yourself, we basically have no contribution."
"Yes, we can't take this money." Wei Chengbin agreed.
But Lin Ran couldn't help but divide the money into four parts.
"Since we are doing business in partnership, we must follow the rules. You must keep the money that belongs to you. The principle is the principle." Lin Ran said firmly.
The three of them looked at each other. In fact, they knew that Lin Ran just wanted to share money with them, and everything else was just an excuse.
Being able to work with such a boss, what better pursuit could there be?
"Then thank you Mr. Lin." There seemed to be tears in the corners of Wei Chengbin's eyes. He really needed money.
"Well, there will be many opportunities for us to cooperate in the future." Lin Ran didn't take it seriously. "Please pay attention to your whereabouts in the past few days. I'm afraid John will send someone to investigate us and don't reveal any clues."
Lin Ran held the 8000 yuan in his hand, which was the largest amount of money he had ever made.
He suddenly came up with the idea that it was too inconvenient to find someone now. In a while, the next generation of communication tools would be introduced in the country, and he must buy one as soon as possible.
Time is money, and not being able to contact customers makes people anxious about time.
Like now, if something happens in the store, Yang Jianlong has to go to his home.
The next day, just as Lin Ran was about to study Lu Yingjie's notes, he heard Yang Jianlong's car honking at the door again.
He frowned. He was only thinking about this matter yesterday, and today Yang Jianlong is here again.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Ran asked: "What happened again?"
"Someone came to the store to look for you." Yang Jianlong looked very happy, "It's Liu Jingfeng, the big boss of Yanziwu Hutong! I think he wants to come and supply us for the sake of you, godfather! Does he have anything in his hands? Lots of calligraphy and painting resources.”
Yanziwu Hutong, Liu Jingfeng.
Lin Ran laughed. How could he be a big boss? He was still the mastermind behind the tomb robbing group.
I didn't expect that he would come looking for me.
Yang Jianlong drove very fast and arrived at the store in 10 minutes.
"Brother Lin, how are you?" Liu Jingfeng stood up to greet him as soon as he entered the office.
"Brother Liu, what do you want from me today?" Lin Ran glanced at the people in the office. Good guys, many of them are the owners of calligraphy and painting shops in Yanziwu Hutong. They are all in this industry.
"Uh..." Liu Jingfeng hesitated and motioned to Lin Ran that Yang Jianlong was beside him.
"It doesn't matter, this is one of our own." Lin Ran said.
Yang Jianlong has a way of judging people. He could tell that the person in front of him just wanted to discuss business with his godfather. Although he didn't know what they were going to talk about, he definitely didn't want outsiders to know.
Being called one of his own by Lin Ran, Yang Jianlong felt warm inside.
But he still took the initiative and said: "Godfather, there is something else to do during the decoration, I will go out first."
Lin Ran glanced at Yang Jianlong meaningfully. This kid had also grown up.
"Okay, close the door on your way out."
"Okay, godfather, just shout if something happens." Yang Jianlong exited the room, not wanting to embarrass Lin Ran.
The other party obviously did not regard him as one of their own, so he left the room and stood guard at the door to prevent others from approaching and eavesdropping.
After Yang Jianlong withdrew, Liu Jingfeng's tone became excited: "Brother Lin, we recently discovered a tomb of a hero of Lingyan Pavilion. Are you interested in taking a trip with us?"