The young man, that is, Su Guangxiao, was a little stunned by Zhao Baogang's sudden shouting.

He looked at Zhao Baogang, his eyes were full of puzzlement, and he stammered a little: "Zhao ...... Director Zhao, I'm ...... I'm afraid of being troublesome, so I'll pay the money for you first, you...... If you don't like it, give me the money later. By the way, there's ...... and Director Feng...... I can also pay for your share. ”

Looking at Zhao Baogang's face as black as the bottom of the pot, the little steel cannon holding his stomach and laughing like cramps finally took a breath, he walked to Zhao Baogang's side and patted him on the shoulder to signal him to calm down, and then forced a smile and said to Su Guangxiao: "Su Guangxiao, if I remember correctly, you should be Lao Zhao's nephew, then it should be no problem for me to call you Xiao Su, right?" ”

Su Guangxiao didn't expect Xiao Gang Cannon to take the initiative to talk to him, and he was greatly moved in his heart for a while, you must know that Xiao Gang Cannon is a well-known domestic director who is as famous as Zhao Baogang, and in some respects he is even more famous than Zhao Baogang, so he quickly nodded again and again: "Of course, of course, it's my honor that you can call me that." ”

Xiao Gang Cannon asked with a strange face: "You said that you want to pay for me to buy a fan for me?" ”

Su Guangxiao accompanied the smiling face, bent over and said flatteringly: "Yes, yes, there is no need to say that the advance payment, just let me buy it to honor you." ”

"Tut-tut......"

Xiao Gang Cannon gave Zhao Baogang a thumbs up with emotion and teased: "Old Zhao, you have a good nephew!" The old man is rich, and the hero has been a teenager since ancient times! ”

"Smack!"

I only heard a crisp sound, and it turned out that Zhao Baogang couldn't help but give that Su Guangxiao a slap, and this slap also blinded him.

"Uncle, why are you beating me?" Su Guangxiao, who covered his face, was stunned for a moment, he really couldn't understand why his uncle was beating him, and even his uncle's shouted out in a hurry.

Zhao Baogang turned his head and said with a wry smile to Xiao Gangcang and Yang Feng: "Old Feng, Mr. Yang, let you see the smile, this kid is the youngest child in my brother's family, he is spoiled on weekdays, my brother and sister-in-law entrusted me to discipline him, and they all blame me for not taking care of him well!" ”

Xiao Gang Cannon sighed lightly and patted Zhao Baogang's shoulder: "Forget Lao Zhao, let me explain it for you, otherwise your stupid nephew won't know what's going on." ”

After speaking, Xiao Gang Cannon turned his face to Su Guangxiao and said, "Xiao Su, do you know why your uncle beat you just now?" ”

"How do I know?" Su Guangxiao covered her face a little aggrieved, and said a little unconvinced, "I just kindly want to put the money on for you first, why is my uncle so angry." ”

"You......" The little steel cannon pointed at him and scolded angrily and funny: "Do you think that your uncle and I seem to be people who lack those hundreds of dollars?" No matter how poor we are, we can still get a few thousand yuan, but why did we tell this Mr. Yang to transfer money to him after he returned? ”

Su Guangxiao said with some unconvinced: "How do I know, maybe you don't have a wallet." ”

"You ......"

Xiao Gang Cannon didn't know what to say, and he realized that Zhao Baogang's nephew was an out-and-out straw bag, and he couldn't understand it at all if you told him about it. After realizing this, he didn't go around in circles, he directly raised the brocade box in his hand and said to him.

"Forget it, I won't say anything. Let me tell you clearly, my fan is a fan made by Yangzhou Fangfeng Museum during the Ming Dynasty's Apocalypse, painted by the painter Qiu Ying himself, do you think it is really only worth 500 yuan? Let me tell you the truth, this fan has to be followed by 10,000 words after 500 yuan, and the piece of jadeite that your uncle just bought is a glass species produced in Laokeng, Myanmar, and the condition is still so intact.

Such a good thing sells for 1,800 yuan, you don't have a broken brain, right? You can just take a look at one thousand eight, although I don't know much about the jade market, but I also know that the market price of jadeite like this piece of jade is at least more than 20 million, and it is priceless, but Mr. Yang only needs your uncle 18 million, so your uncle said that he owes Mr. Yang a favor, silly boy, do you understand? As for the price of 511 or something we talked to Mr. Yang, that is the jargon of Mr. Yang's line, 100 is 1 million, and 1,000 represents 10 million, in order to be less shocking, do you understand? ”

Hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned. Although they claim to be people who have seen the world, as the saying goes, there are some things that you will never understand if you have not experienced them yourself. Just like these people in the house, they are all people in the entertainment industry, and they are considered high-income groups in China, but they never thought that a fan that looked just very delicate would dare to shout for five million, and a green stone was worth eighteen million.

Su Guangxiao can't hear the latter words anymore, now he only knows one thing, from tonight onwards, it is estimated that his story will be circulated in the entire entertainment industry, and he will soon become a joke. People will say, look, this is the mallet that takes an eighteen million jadeite for a thousand-eighteen-hundred-broken stone.

"Ah......h

He couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly pulled his leg and rushed out the door.

Looking at his nephew's actions, Zhao Baogang sighed helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Old Feng, Mr. Yang, let you laugh, let's just disperse today, I'll invite you to drink when I go to the capital another day." ”

After speaking, Zhao Baogang rewrapped the jade on the table in foam and walked out of the room with it......

As soon as Zhao Bao left, everyone was in no mood to get together again, and they all dispersed......

Yang Feng also got into Yan Danchen's car, and the car drove out of Huatian Restaurant and headed towards the street.

"Ah Feng, where are you going now?" The car was driving on the sparsely populated street, looking at the flow of people around him that was starting to become sparse, Yan Danchen asked Yang Feng softly with his snow-white teeth.

Yang Feng pretended to be pitiful and said: "I have no place to live now, I am already homeless, let me go to your place to sleep for one night, right?" ”

"No way!"

Yan Danchen was startled, his hand holding the steering wheel shook, and the small beetle also shook violently.

Yang Feng was also taken aback: "Hey...... I said, sister, be careful, we haven't had sex yet, don't think about it like that! ”

"What nonsense?" Being teased by Yang Feng like this, Yan Danchen's face turned red with shame, and he finally stabilized his mind and drove the car smoothly again, then he bit his teeth and said in a voice that only Yang Feng could hear: "At least we won't ...... until the new house is renovated It's time to move in. ”

Yang Feng was overjoyed when he heard this: "You mean that we can ...... when we wait until the house."

"Shut up!" With such a generous person as Yan Danchen, he couldn't help but blush with shame, and glared at Yang Feng coquettishly, "If you talk nonsense, I will never decorate that house." ”

"Okay, okay, I surrender!" Yang Feng raised his hand.

In the end, Yan Danchen still couldn't screw Yang Feng's stubbornness, and finally let him live in his residence for one night, but the shy sister Chang'e didn't let him into his room, and in the end Yang Feng could only make do with it in the guest room for one night.

In the following days, Yang Feng urged the company to purchase a large number of materials, and at the same time got tired of being with Sister Chang'e, except for the last level, all the advantages of Sister Chang'e were taken advantage of by him. On the seventh day, Yang Feng said goodbye to Sister Chang'e, who was reluctant to get on the plane, and drove Sister Chang'e's red beetle to the Minghu Iron and Steel Plant in Zhenjiang.

When Yang Feng came to Minghu Iron and Steel Plant, he saw the scene and he came a few months ago when the cold and deserted big cat and kitten two or three of the situation is very different, the Minghu Iron and Steel Plant is a busy scene, when the car is driving in the factory area, Yang Feng can clearly see a worker is busy in the workshop, the workshop is making a huge roar, a piece of high strength in the conveyor belt is constantly sent to the stamping machine, with the sound of the stamping machine, Pieces of armor parts of different shapes are gradually taking shape.

When Yang Feng came to the factory director's office, he was warmly welcomed by Hang Weihu, no way, the reason why Minghu Iron and Steel Plant was able to come back to life in a few months depends on Yang Feng's large number of orders, it can be said that now Yang Feng's orders stand more than 95% of all orders in Minghu Iron and Steel Plant, once Yang Feng cancels the order, Minghu Iron and Steel Plant will be beaten back to its original shape overnight, so Hang Weihu sees Yang Feng's arrival more affectionate than seeing his father come.

Hang Weihu said while welcoming Yang Feng into the factory director's office: "Boss Yang, we have already produced part of the order you want, a total of 3,000 sets of plate armor, 3,000 steel knives, 1,000 heavy shields, 500 round shields and 5,000 helmets have all been packaged, and we will be able to complete the rest of the orders for you in three days." ”

Yang Feng frowned after hearing this, "Director Hang, I remember that our order was sent to you a week ago, how did you produce so much, if your factory's output is really insufficient, I don't mind distributing the order to other factories for production." ”

"Huh...... Don't! Hang Weihu was so anxious that he waved his hand again and again, and gave the money that originally belonged to him to others, didn't this cost him his life.

Hang Weihu hurriedly explained: "Boss Yang, it's not that I don't produce things for you, it's really that I'm concentrating on studying the artillery you confessed during this time, and it's this thing that occupies a lot of our manpower and material resources, so the production plan is delayed." ”

When Yang Feng heard this, he suddenly stood up: "Oh...... Artillery...... Have you done your research? ”

Hang Weihu smiled: "Of course I have eyebrows, otherwise I wouldn't have the face to see you!" ”

"Take me there!" Hearing this, Yang Feng was no longer in the mood to sit down, so he quickly got up and pulled Hang Weihu and strode towards the door.

"Holy shit, there's finally artillery!"

As he walked outside, Yang Feng thought so in his heart. [.]