Hearing this, Chu Chen quickly asked: "brother Zhao, don't we pay first?"
Duan Xuefeng waved his hand and said, "what's the urgency about money? I'll talk about it later. I can swipe my card here, and I don't have to worry about not paying. I'll ask manager Tao to take you to my office for a while, and I'll tell you about the license plate... "
After Duan Xuefeng left, Chu Chen followed manager Tao to the general manager's office.
As Zhao Qirui walked, he said to Chu Chen, "Xiao Chu, just now I talked about taking out the house. Do you know that Lao Zhao had an accident recently because of taking out the house, which made people discount his arm?"
After hearing the speech, Chu Chen's face immediately showed a look of surprise and asked: "brother Zhao, you are talking about Zhao Xueyi, uncle Zhao?"
"Yes, that's him."
"No, before I went to southern Yunnan, I heard Uncle Wu say that I went to other places with him."
Zhao Qirui said with a wry smile, "it's what happened after he and your Uncle Wu came back. It was only a week ago that Zhao entered the hospital."
"Why didn't Uncle Wu tell me?" Chu Chen expression surprised said.
"He's fighting wild geese all day long. He's finally pecked by wild geese. He has no face to see people, so Uncle Wu doesn't know about it."
"Ah, what's the matter?"
Zhao Qirui sighed and said: "this matter, one is to blame him, the other is to have something to do with me. He took others to dig out the house, and they argued for one thing. As a result, people bought it at a high price. When they went back, they said it was an old imitation, and it became what it is now. "
It turned out that ten days ago, an old man surnamed Lin came to Zhao Xueyi and wanted to ask him to buy a colorful personage bottle. The result is also coincidental, just finished, there is a phone call to Zhao Xueyi, said there are old things at home want to sell, asked him to come.
Zhao Xueyi inquired, in addition to some jade, there is also a small pot which is said to be the story of blue and white colorful figures of the Ming Dynasty. This immediately made Zhao Xueyi's mind move. Before, Zhao Qirui told him that he wanted a jar of colorful characters. If the thing was right, wouldn't it be right to buy it?
But the old man, surnamed Lin, heard that there was a small pot of blue and white people, and wanted to go and have a look together. So they came to the family by car.
After two rounds of shopping, the owner picked out some other things. However, the blue and white jar with colorful characters' stories suddenly brightened their eyes, because it was actually from the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.
Moreover, after they handled it, they found that the carcass of the pot was fine and dense, white and greasy, and the lifelike figure paintings were also in line with the characteristics of the Ming Dynasty. The green material used was Zhejiang material, which was basically consistent with the late Wanli period, and the style was right. They thought that this should be the blue and white figure story pot of the Ming Dynasty during the Wanli period.
They both like things, but there is only one. So they began to compete. Finally, the old man surnamed Lin bought them back at a price of 1.2 million yuan. Originally, it should have been so far, but the old man surnamed Lin was not at ease, and he let Qian speak to him again. At this point, there was something wrong.
It turns out that this small blue and white pot is a colorful one. It was born in the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, but the color was added in the Qianlong period. Although it is really an antique, it is certainly not worth 1.2 million yuan.
So the old man, surnamed Lin, came to Zhao Xueyi to settle the accounts. The old man didn't come because he wanted to return the antiques, because unless the contract was signed, the antiques were guaranteed to be genuine, and the others were not returned. He was just indignant that Zhao Xueyi was a broker, but he also offered a price, which made him suffer more losses.
However, Zhao Xueyi also had his reasons, because the old man surnamed Lin insisted on it, so he was just an ordinary consumer at that time, so there was no problem in asking a price. What Zhao Xueyi said is really reasonable. He didn't want to take the old man surnamed Lin to the past. He insisted on going there together. At that time, both sides were buyers.
However, the old man surnamed Lin didn't think so. Since Zhao Xueyi said that he was not a broker, why would he accept the 100000 yuan he gave him afterwards?
Hearing this, Chu Chen said with a bitter smile: "Uncle Zhao is also obsessed with money. Why does he still accept 100000 yuan from others? If he doesn't accept it, then the following things won't happen?"
Zhao Xueyi sighed and said, "he really did something out of the ordinary. He told me afterwards that he accepted it because his son wanted to get married and save more money for his son."
Chu Chen shook his head helplessly and said, "how did Uncle Zhao's arm break?"
Zhao Qirui said, "what else? After fighting for a long time, Lao Lin went back to tell his family. Lao Lin's younger brother is also a big boss. In a fit of anger, he takes his subordinates to settle accounts with Lao Zhao. As a result, when they quarrel, his subordinates hold the stick around them and give it to Lao Zhao. The result is like this. "
Hearing this, Chu Chen frowned and said, "although uncle Zhao is wrong, if you have something to say, it's wrong to hit people, isn't it? Brother Zhao, do you know this other person? "Zhao Qirui nodded his head and said, "yes, I know all the three brothers. Their father used to be a founding general, and they were old friends with my father, but he didn't survive that period. Later, his family declined."
"But there is a saying that a thin camel is bigger than a horse. His three brothers, the eldest of whom is retired from the State-owned Research Institute, the second is now a senior military officer, and the third is the boss I just mentioned, who is engaged in alloy processing and has a relatively large business."
"Of course, the strength of their family is nothing to me at all, but the relationship between our two families is fairly good. I could only agree with Lao Zhao at that time."
Chu Chen nodded. Zhao Qirui was in the middle of the matter, and it was really hard to do it. So he said, "brother Zhao, I understand what you mean, but Uncle Zhao is usually more interesting. Since he has responsibility, he will always show something. How can things come to this point in the end?"
Zhao Qirui said with a wry smile: "it's also the recklessness of Lin Laosan. Originally, Lao Zhao meant to return the 100000 yuan to them, and then compensate them 200000 yuan. However, Lin Laosan was brought up by Lao Lin and was very close to him. He didn't understand the rules of the antique business, so he said at that time that he wanted to return the things. Finally, he said no......"
Chu Chen helplessly shakes his head. It's really hard to say anything about it. Uncle Zhao is also greedy for a while and has been punished like this.
"Brother Zhao, is the matter settled now?"
Zhao Qirui said with a smile: "in my face, because Lao Zhao was injured, the Lin family would let it go. However, they asked that after Lao Zhao was cured, they would find them an antique with similar value at a 10% discount within one month."
Hearing this, Chu Chen said happily: "thanks to you, brother Zhao, this time, but good things are not Chinese cabbage. It's not easy to buy things at this price in a month."
Zhao Qirui waved his hand and said with a smile, "it's something to do with me. Besides, I've been dealing with Lao Zhao for many years. It's right to help. As for what you said, it's easy to do. When Lao Zhao went to the family, he felt a little guilty about it. It happened that he had a relative who had to sell something for emergencies. "
"According to the man, things are no worse than his own. For the sake of avoiding accidents, I thought about two days. When are you free, let's go on behalf of Lao Zhao. What do you think?"
This kind of thing, Chu Chen of course is duty bound, immediately nodded and agreed: "brother Zhao, I should do this, but I plan to go back to my hometown the day after tomorrow, probably to the end of August to come back, I don't know the time is too late."
Zhao Qirui thought about it and said, "when I go back, I'll ask Lao Zhao to call the man and talk about it. It should be no problem. Xiao Chu, what can I do for you when you go home? "
Chuchen said with a smile, "there's nothing wrong at home. I just want to build a small library for my alma mater. I can do my best."
Zhao Qirui patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "you have a good idea. Now that we have the ability, we have to contribute to the society. If there is anything I can do for you, just say it."
Chu Chen waved his hand and said, "no, there's nothing there, but I've sent some desks and chairs in the past. In addition to building a library this time, I'm going to buy some sporting goods in the past. If I do too much, I'm afraid others will be envious."
Zhao Qirui nodded, which is also true. If the donation is too much, it will be misappropriated. He had heard about this before. A village cadre, because of the poor management of his own factory, raised his hopes. Fortunately, there was not much money for the project, and he found it early. Otherwise, the money might not come back.
"By the way, Xiao Chu, don't tell Uncle Wu about Lao Zhao."
Chu Chen had some doubts and asked, "why? Uncle Wu has such a good relationship with him, isn't it good to keep such a thing from you? "
Zhao Qirui shook his head helplessly and said, "this is what Lao Zhao told me. In the end, it's his own misfortune caused by greed. He's afraid of friends' jokes. None of his friends in the field of antiques have said it."
"I'm afraid it won't take long to hide it. As soon as there's a stir in the field of antiques, it won't take long for others to know."
Zhao Qirui shrugged his shoulders and said, "Lao Zhao's meaning is how long he can hide it, and if he can't hide it, he'll talk about it."
"Well, in fact, uncle Zhao is hiding his ears and stealing his bell..."