Chapter 45: Exchange only, no credit
Two drivers driving Rolls-Royces may smile at each other and exchange a few words when they meet, but if they meet someone driving an Alto, they will probably just ignore each other.
The Long Qingxiang cars that Wang Jingzhe and the old man were wearing were like the Rolls-Royces of clothes, so a spark flew between them the moment their eyes met. Although they didn't know each other, they both knew that the other must be someone important.
After the old man came in, some people in the crowd seemed to know him, so they made way for him and some even greeted him with a smile.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. He from Bao Ruifu? Is he out for a walk?"
The old man smiled and nodded to the person who greeted him, then glanced down and saw several kitchen knives and scissors placed in front of Wang Jingzhe. After one glance, Mr. He frowned and was stunned.
Baoruifu is a teahouse located in the most prosperous location of Panjiayuan Street. Baoruifu is not a simple teahouse. It is not only a time-honored brand in Beijing with a history of hundreds of years, but also a very famous name, because this teahouse not only sells tea, but the name also has another meaning in Beijing.
Baoruifu is the transit point for all those who deal in old items from all over the country. The value of antiques coming in and out here every year is almost over nine figures. Many people choose to trade antiques at Baoruifu, and then let He Sandao take a look. If he makes the final decision, the deal will be done, and there will be no possibility of regret.
It is said that He Sandao is also a big collector and has many rare and valuable things. There have been two times when domestic museums went out for exhibitions and they borrowed a few pieces from He Sandao to save face.
He Sandao is the boss of Bao Ruifu. His original name is He Tingzhen. The nickname Sandao comes from the fact that if an old item passes through He Tingzhen's hands, he only needs to take three glances to tell whether it is genuine, and he will never miss a real one. Over time, the collecting community gave him a nickname, He Sandao.
He Sandao squatted on the ground, glanced at the words written by Wang Jingzhe, then picked up a kitchen knife and asked, "Only on credit, not selling, or bartering?"
Wang Jingzhe smiled, looked at the other party and changed his words: "If you want a kitchen knife, I can't sell it on credit, I can only exchange it."
The people watching nearby were in an uproar. They didn't expect that the man buying the knife would speak to the boss of Baoruifu in such a tone. They couldn't help but shake their heads.
"Do you know me?" He Sandao was stunned and then asked.
"I don't know, but..." Wang Jingzhe pointed at his eyes with two fingers and said, "But I can see."
He Sandao also laughed, lifted his coat, and asked seriously, "What did you see?"
Wang Jingzhe leaned forward, got in front of He Sandao and whispered: "I can see that you have a layer of deathly aura on you. If you are not terminally ill and about to be buried, it means that you often deal with unearthed dead objects. Some things are too old and become a bit spiritual after being dug out. You are often with these things, so you will naturally be stained with the deathly aura brought out from the grave. So I know you must have a lot of good stuff in your hands. I won't sell my knife on credit. You can exchange it if you want."
"Naughty!" He Sandao pointed at Wang Jingzhe and teased.
"Haha, I don't use my sword easily. It may take many years for someone to get one, so it doesn't hurt for you to exchange it. I can't tell when I will come to the capital next time, so it won't be easy for you to meet it," Wang Jingzhe said with a smile.
He Sandao was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "That's true. Little boy, why don't you go somewhere else and have a cup of tea?"
"Swish!" Wang Jingzhe put away the kitchen knife and put it in his bag, then reached out and casually wiped the words on the ground: "I'm sorry, everyone. I've only made one order so far and will close the stall. I'll say goodbye now and we won't see each other again."
As soon as Wang Jingzhe closed his stall, many people realized that he had done a business deal with Bao Ruifu's boss. However, the old man had only been in there for a few minutes, and the two of them didn't say anything, so how did the deal go through?
Also, does He Sandao really want to buy that broken kitchen knife on credit?
"Please make way, everyone," He Sandao urged the crowd, and walked towards the teahouse in a hurry.
He was afraid that Wang Jingzhe would change his mind and run away.
The middle-aged man who had just paid for the knife, holding the more than 1,000 yuan in his hand in a daze, asked dryly: "Really, you really don't want to sell it?"
Wang Jingzhe stopped walking, then leaned close to the middle-aged man's ear and whispered, "Speaking of which, I owe this business to you. If you weren't here to interfere, I might not be able to gain popularity... I never owe anyone a favor, so I have to pay you back for borrowing your help."
The middle-aged man looked at Wang Jingzhe in confusion, and Wang Jingzhe said softly: "You have encountered difficulties in doing business now, and you don't know what to choose . If you believe me, listen to me, the southwest is your prosperous place. If you don't know what to choose, just follow what I say."
Wang Jingzhe followed He Sandao without waiting for the middle-aged man to react. The middle-aged man behind him was stunned for a long time before scratching his head and muttering, "Strange, how did he know..."
This middle-aged man is indeed a businessman, and he is currently facing a dilemma of not knowing how to make a choice. He has a factory and is currently looking for a site. He is worried about which one to choose. There are two places, one is in a small county town southwest of Beijing, and the other is in Henan Province. The conditions in the two places are similar, and he is recently worried about how to make a decision.
Later, the middle-aged man went back to sleep at night. After he thought about it for a long time, slapped his thigh and did what Wang Jingzhe said. He had originally planned to decide by tossing a coin, but he didn't expect to meet a strange man selling kitchen knives last night, so he just went with the flow.
Sometimes, just one step of choice, whether to go left or right, may be the biggest turning point in your life. For people who do business, in addition to the fact that everything depends on human efforts, you also have to find your own center of gravity.
That’s where your wealth will come in!
After Wang Jingzhe followed Bao Ruifu's boss He Sandao for a while, they saw a three-story teahouse. Most teahouses were about to close at this time, but there were still quite a few people sitting on the two lower floors of Bao Ruifu.
