Chapter 1476: Going to Get Rich
Du San quickly returned to the study with a steaming teapot.
He carefully placed the hot teapot in his hand on the thin-legged square table beside Chu Heng, took out half a pack of Pegasus cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Chu Heng.
"Smoke, Master Chu."
Chu Heng took it casually, took out the lighter with Du San and lit it, took a deep breath, and sprayed two mist dragons from his nose. He lazily said to him: "I brought some specialties back from Hong Kong Island. Remember to bring some back when you leave so that your wife can try them."
"Oh, thank you, Mr. Chu." Du San smiled and nodded his thanks, then put away his cigarette and lighter and sat on the armchair on the other side of the square table.
Chu Heng glanced at him and tapped his fingers lightly on the table to show the importance of the next conversation. He then said: "You must remember what I say next. Don't let the third person know."
"Understood!"
Du San sat upright with a solemn expression and stared at him unblinkingly.
“I plan to open the pigeon market at Cen Hao’s place by the end of this year.” Chu Heng said solemnly.
"Are you too hasty?" Du San said with a face full of astonishment: "The Chinese New Year will be here in a few days, Mr. Chu, and we haven't prepared anything yet."
"How can you? Can't use my head? I'm going to the funeral, are you in such a hurry?" Chu Heng looked at him angrily and couldn't help but raise his voice.
“Hehe!”
Du San smiled and quickly closed his mouth.
“I found out why you are becoming more and more stupid after you get married?” Chu Heng glanced at him again, flicked the ashes of his cigarette with his fingers, and then continued: “So this year you have a lot of advance work to do. The first thing to do is the business issue. This is the top priority. Didn’t I ask you to contact the big guys in the pigeon market? How is it going? "
Du San hurriedly said: "I have been in contact with those people since you gave your order. Currently, I know more than half of the decent gangsters in the city."
"Less, and just knowing each other is not enough. "Chu Heng frowned when he heard this, and said thoughtfully: "I don't care what method you use, wait until we do it. When our pigeon market opens, at least 70% of the dealers must check in together. Can it be done?”
“Yes!”
Du San nodded vigorously, Then he reached for the teapot and poured two cups of tea out. Looking at the light green tea in the cup, there was a faint glimmer of evil in his eyes.
Since Chu Heng has given the order to die, there is no room for negotiation on this matter. If those sneaky and promiscuous men know their identity, it will be fine. If not, then they must be exposed to it at all costs. See what Du Sanye can do!
"Zi Liu!"
"There is also the issue of safety. This is a cliché." Chu Heng took a sip of tea and continued: "The security departments in the city must ensure that every We have our own people in every place, if we can have one The one who has one official position and half a job is the best."
"Don't worry, I have already arranged the people a few months ago. Now if there is any trouble in the security department, we will definitely be the first. I know." Du San smiled confidently.
"That's good."
Chu Heng nodded without saying anything more, then raised his finger and pointed at the desk: "Go and open the third drawer on the right hand side of the table. There is a copy inside You can take a good look at the explanatory information on the specific operating model of Pigeon City that I have drafted here, and then go back and review it yourself Think about it, if you have any opinions, please come to me in time." "Okay." Du San quickly put down the tea cup he had just picked up, stood up and walked over quickly, found the information in the desk drawer, and returned. Chu Heng sat down next to him, opened the folder, took out the information, and read every word carefully, not even daring to miss a single punctuation mark.
Chu Heng did not rush him, got up and found a book, sat down and read it leisurely while sipping the fragrant tea.
After a long time like this, Du San finally finished reading the information. He put the information in his hand into the file with hot eyes, and looked at Chu Heng excitedly: "Master Chu! If our pigeon market is really can work as you planned In that case, we all have to make a fortune!"
"Look at your worthlessness? Is this a small amount of money?" Chu Heng, who has a net worth of hundreds of millions, glanced at him disdainfully and asked. Said: "Do you have any opinions?"< br>
"Not yet, please let me go back and think about it." Du San shook his head cautiously, and then remembered one of the things that puzzled him. After a slight hesitation, he asked Said: "Master Chu, your information said that you want to open a cultural relics store in Pigeon City. Why is this? This stuff is junk now and can be obtained casually. We have to spend money to buy it. ”
"You don't have to worry about this. The money for collecting items from the cultural relics store will be deducted from my share of the money, so it won't affect you." Chu Heng waved his hand gently, as if he was too lazy to explain so much to him.
After all, if you don’t spend other people’s money, why tell him so much? It's just a waste of spit and stars.
"It's done."
Du San nodded with a wry smile, stood up and put the document back.
Then the two of them chatted about the plan for a while. When it was almost twelve o'clock, Yang Guizhi knocked on the door and asked them to go to dinner, and the two brothers stopped talking and came out of the study.
When they arrived at the main room, a copper stove had been placed in the middle of the dining table. The charcoal fire in the stove was burning brightly, and streams of hot air were rising from the exhaust vents, even the air was distorted.
There are no other dishes on the table, just mutton, tofu, cabbage, vermicelli, and some seasonings.
To eat hotpot mutton these days, you don’t need all the bells and whistles. The main thing is just to eat meat.
At this time, all the old and young people in the courtyard have come over and are sitting at the table in the room chatting and laughing. The little Huniu is being held by the deaf old lady, and Chu Zhecheng is being honest. lying in a crib next to him, blowing bubbles.
“Come on, come on, sit down quickly.” Chu Heng pulled Du San to sit down, then looked at Old Man Lian who was staring at the mutton on the table and secretly swallowing his saliva, and said with a smile: “Director, today I will Let me have a drink with you and I will apologize to you.”
"Go away, I won't drink wine today, I will eat meat!" Even the old man doesn't bother others when he sees him now, so how can he be in the mood to drink with his grandson?
After giving this guy a blank look, I saw that the water in the pot was boiling, so I quickly picked up a plate of chopped mutton and put it into the pot.
Seeing this, Chu Heng stopped trying to warm his face to his cold buttocks. He turned around and asked Du San to get a bottle of Moutai, and the two of them were minding their own business.
And even the old man didn’t even look at the Moutai, which he usually couldn’t bear to drink, and just wolfed down the mutton with his chopsticks, without even taking a bite of the tofu.
No one laughed at him about this.
In these days, many ordinary people can't eat boiled mutton once a year. Even the old man's house is better, but it's not much better. He can't eat it just a few times. Today, he can finally eat it once. He doesn't want to eat more. point?
(End of this chapter)