Chapter 474
Zhou Andong shrugged: "As you wish, I have US dollars, am I afraid I can't buy a storefront?"
Tang Lin said: "Our company bought a two-story commercial building in Dashilan two days ago. It's not as big as this, only 1,000 square meters, but for Sister An, it's definitely enough."
Zhou Andong said to Zhao Jinshan: "Once I walk out of this door, the price will change again, you better think about it."
"Go, go, go!" Zhao Jinshan roared with a red face, "Even if you give me 20 million US dollars, I won't sell it."
Zhou Andong walked away without any hesitation.
After a group of people came out, An Jing asked: "Really not buying it?"
Zhou Andong smiled: "Wait, he will definitely call you."
Tang Lin said: "In Jingcheng, there are people who can take out 20 million RMB, but there is no one who can take out 2 million US dollars."
After Zhou Andong left, Zhao Jinshan's anger hadn't subsided. He looked at the time and called his daughter far away in Chicago.
"Dad, is the contract signed?" Zhao Jingyi's voice came from the receiver.
Zhao Jinshan angrily explained the situation: "Wait, not selling to them anymore."
"Dad!" Zhao Jingyi's voice immediately rose, her tone quite dissatisfied, "You lost your integrity first, how can you blame others? If it were me, I would definitely be angry too. Moreover, they are using US dollars for settlement, which is sincere enough."
Zhao Jinshan said stubbornly: "I wasn't trying to let them compete and sell for more money?"
"Sigh!" Zhao Jingyi sighed, "I won't talk to you anymore. Give me the other party's contact information, I'll talk to them, and you just cooperate with the transfer procedures when the time comes."
Zhao Jinshan muttered something dissatisfied, found An Jing's phone number, and gave it to his daughter.
"That's it." Zhao Jingyi hung up the phone.
Wang Fujing Department Store, Zhou Andong said: "Go in and stroll around?"
"Sure!" An Jing said: "Anyway, there's nothing else to do!"
Zhou Andong looked at Tang Lin and Zhang Zuo: "Do you guys have anything to do?"
Tang Lin shook his head: "No!"
Zhang Zuo stiffened his neck and turned his head to the side.
Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Is your skin itchy?"
Zhang Zuo was startled, turned around and hid behind Tang Lin, saying stubbornly.
"Zhou Andong, don't think I'm afraid of you, actually, I just don't want to argue with you."
"Hey, my bad temper." Zhou Andong raised his hand, pushed Tang Lin aside, and raised his foot to kick.
An Jing grabbed Zhou Andong's arm: "Alright, it's so cold outside, hurry in and warm up."
Zhou Andong pointed at Zhang Zuo: "Kid, it's this harmonious society that saved you, otherwise I would have dismantled your bones."
An Jing said with a smile: "Luckily this is a harmonious society, otherwise there would be one more bandit."
After speaking, she pulled Zhou Andong into the gate.
"Whoa!" Zhou Andong said: "So many people."
An Jing said: "My dad said that when it opened in 1955, it received 160,000 people in one day, with sales of 200,000 yuan. My grandpa and grandma also brought him here, and his shoes were lost in the crowd.
The next day, the news reported that the sales clerks spent more than an hour cleaning up, and two big baskets of shoes lost by customers were picked up. He said his shoes were in those two big baskets."
Tang Lin said: "The goods here are also the most complete. If you can't buy it here, you don't need to go anywhere else."
A few people strolled through the department store for more than an hour. After coming out, they found a place to eat. By the time they finished eating, it was already past one o'clock.
"In front is Silian Hairdressing, do you want to go get a haircut?" An Jing pointed to the front.
Zhou Andong shook his head: "I just cut it last month, it's not long, not cutting."
An Jing said: "Silian Hairdressing is an old brand, having won many awards. Even the hairstyles of the Asian Games etiquette ladies were designed by Silian."
As she spoke, a few people had already walked to the door of Silian Hairdressing. Zhou Andong looked inside, and it was full of people.
"This year, you should try your best to buy commercial buildings in Xidan, Jianwai, and Liangmahe."
"Alright!" Tang Lin nodded.
By the end of next year, the six-year renovation of Wang Fujing Street will begin. Dong'an Market and everything here will be demolished. Every old brand famous store like Silian Hairdressing will move away.
At the same time, many shopping malls in Xidan, Jianwai, and Liangmahe are booming, and the price of commercial buildings will definitely rise with the tide. Buying now, you can pick up a big bargain.
A few people strolled back, not noticing that at Silian Hairdressing, in the waiting area by the glass window, Liu Zhiguang was staring at Zhou Andong's back with venomous eyes.
After being fired by Yan Guotao, he stayed at home all day and didn't want to go out. Once he went out, no matter who talked to him, he felt like they were laughing at him. Later, he couldn't bear this torture, found Qian Wei, and ran to Jingcheng.
At first, he didn't know what to do. Except for brewing wine, they didn't know how to do anything. Doing hard labor, washing dishes for others, they couldn't lower their faces.
Later, by mistake, they met a peddler selling clothes in Zhejiang Village, and after coming and going, they also set up a stall in Zhejiang Village.
Although it was very hard, working from dawn to dusk, and having to go to Yangcheng to get goods every half month, they earned more than 30,000 in this half year.
It can be said that they lived a very good life in Jingcheng. They thought about buying a house in Jingcheng in two years and bringing their families over.
As for Zhou Andong, they hated him, but they buried the hatred in their hearts. Because they felt that there would be no chance of contact in the future.
But they never expected to run into Zhou Andong here today, and the hatred buried in their hearts rushed out all at once.
"Honey!" The woman had a big wave perm, turned around in front of Liu Zhiguang, and then flipped her hair, "How is it, does it look good?"
"Looks good!" Liu Zhiguang answered absent-mindedly.
The woman frowned: "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, let's go!" Liu Zhiguang squeezed a smile on his face and got up to walk out.
The two left the hair salon, and Liu Zhiguang suddenly asked: "Xiaomei, a while ago, you told me that friends were flipping towels, shampoo, clothes, and pants to Russia and making a lot of money?"
"Right!" Xiaomei said: "I'm telling you, take a few thousand yuan of goods over there, and you can earn tens of thousands back."
Liu Zhiguang said excitedly: "Introduce me to this friend of yours, I plan to run a trip with him and test the waters."
Xiaomei said: "It's no problem for me to introduce you, but I'm telling you, being a 'daoye' (speculator) is profitable, but the risk is also very high. Being cheated and robbed happens often, and some even lose their lives there."
Thinking of Zhou Andong's spring breeze and pride, then thinking of himself, although he was doing okay, compared to Zhou Andong, it was a world of difference. Then he gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
"Wealth is sought in danger. If you want to be above others, you have to tie your head to your waistband."
End of Chapter
