Feng Yu was holding a piece of ink in his hand. He was frightened and threw it directly on the ground, breaking it with a bang!

Feng Yu was not happy either. This piece of Mo Ke is a lot of money. If you have money, you are not so spendthy!

He turned around and was about to question the other party what he was doing so close, but he didn't know that the other party spoke timidly: "Uncle Feng?"

Ga?

What did he say? Uncle Feng? He knows me?

No! This person looks over 20 years old and calls me Uncle Mao, where is this? Am I that old?

Boss Zhu looked at the Young Master Lu, and then looked at Feng Yu. How old are these two people apart? This gentleman has a very high seniority?

No, Mr. Lu is very powerful at home. Is this also the child of the great leader?

But Boss Zhu racked his brains, but he didn't expect any of the big leaders whose surname was Feng. Could it be that his mother was the big leader, or his uncle, uncle, or something?

Fu Guangzheng looked at the person opposite Feng Yu's nephew in confusion? Why haven't he seen him before? But Feng Yu's sister and cousin's child are not that old, right?

Feng Yu frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

He thought for a long time, but he didn't remember where such a big nephew appeared.

"Uncle Feng, my surname is Lu. I met you at Uncle San's house a few years ago." Lu Mingyu reminded.

"Are you Mr. Lu's nephew?" Feng Yu seemed to have a little impression. However, this kid was still in middle school at that time, and the changes are quite big now.

If he hadn't said his surname was Lu, Feng Yu would have thought he was a bit like Mr. Lu, and he would have been reluctant to recognize him when he saw him on the road.

"Yes, yes, my name is Lu Mingyu. Uncle Feng, do you also like antiques? Old Zhu, take out all the good things for me Uncle Feng to see. If you dare to take out a fake one, I will smash your store!" Lu Mingyu shouted at Boss Zhu.

Feng Yu almost laughed, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu? Isn’t this the second senior brother? Judging from his figure, it’s really a bit similar.

Lu Mingyu, the son of Mr. Lu, is named Lu Mingyang. From this point of view, it should be the family.

"Hey, Mingyu, don't make things difficult for Boss Zhu, I've bought the things. By the way, Zhulaban, wrap these things for me, including this broken ink, and you'll be delivered to my car later. There's not so much cash, can you check?"

When Boss Zhu saw that Mr. Lu was so angry that he dared not look down on this person. He said that he was very arrogant just now and didn't pretend to be a good person. He really didn't take the money seriously.

“The check is OK.”

"Uncle Feng, I'll do it." Lu Mingyu shouted, looking very attentive.

"Where did you get the money?" Feng Yu glared.

Lu Mingyu immediately became depressed and whispered: "I made a profit by picking up a bargain."

Boss Zhu was very contemptuous of Feng Yu and taught him a lesson, where did you get the money? You don’t bargain when you buy things. You are so spendthy, this money is definitely not earned by hard work. You are not the same type of person!

Feng Yu took out the check book, filled in the amount, signed the name, and handed it to Boss Zhu: "It's better to wrap it up, I'll go back a long way."

Boss Zhu took the check impatiently, looked down, and stared at it.

"You, you...you are Feng..."

"Do you understand the rules? Don't let it make noise here!" Feng Yu returned the words of Boss Zhu just now.

He is not a jealous person, he is really not.

Boss Zhu quickly shut up, bent down slightly, and then turned back. He wanted to tell the guy that he would pack the goods.

Just now, he suspected that the other party could not afford these things, and he also suspected that the money he spent was not from the right source, and suspected that this person was the son and nephew of a major leader.

But he never expected that this person was Feng Yu, the richest man in the world!

No wonder people started to ignore vases that were priced at millions, no wonder they were disdainful of things here, no wonder they didn’t bargain when buying things.

Because he is the richest man in the world and the richest man in the world.

Not to mention buying this little thing, it would be very easy to buy this entire mansion, including all the real and fake antiques.

It is rumored that the richest man in the world not only has the highest assets, but also has the most cash in his hands. Instead, like other rich people, most of the assets are company assets and cannot be quickly cashed out.

This little money is really not seen by others. Perhaps for the world's richest man, the money spent on buying this little thing is just a drop in the bucket.

"Ming Yu, this is Boss Fu Guangzheng of Xiangjiang. He also knows Mr. Lu. You should also... call uncle."

"Hello Uncle Fu." Lu Mingyu called people very well-behavedly.

Fu Guangzheng's mouth also twitched for a moment, and such a big and cheap nephew appeared from wherever he was. Mr. Lu, he was not familiar with him at all.

"Hello." Fu Guangzheng squeezed out a kind smile and tried to make himself look like an uncle.

"Mingyu, do you have a good vision? It's so easy to pick up bargains? Have you ever wondered why you always pick up bargains? Is it luck?" Feng Yu asked.

Mr. Lu is Feng Yu’s long-term investment, so he can’t let Ming Yu, the unlucky child, be cheated.

Lu Mingyu looked confused. Did I pick up a lot of bargains? It's only once a month, and sometimes it's a pity. But after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he didn't pay much every time he lost money, but he could always pick up big bargains.

From this point of view, it seems to be a bit abnormal!

Thinking about those who accompanied him and asked him to help get approval documents, he understood what was going on.

Seeing Lu Mingyu suddenly realized, Feng Yu educated: "It's good to understand, don't get involved in this anymore. Look at you being so idle. If you really want to make money, come to work in Uncle's company."

When Feng Yu called himself uncle, he faced children under ten years old. This time he faced Lu Mingyu, who was over 20 years old, and it felt strange.

"Thank you, Uncle Feng, I have to go home and discuss this with my elders."

"Yes." Feng Yu nodded with his hands behind his back, looking like an elder.

Boss Zhu ran over at this time: "Mr. Feng, Boss Fu, Master Lu, it takes a while to pack those things. How many of them will go to the backyard to have a cup of tea? It's not a good tea, but it can still be eaten."

The richest man in the world, this is not enough to be flattering. If you become a regular customer, you will come this time every month in the future, even if the big heads who buy fake goods are not coming to the store, the store will still have a considerable income.

Feng Yu glanced at Boss Zhu: "I won't drink tea, just pack the things for me quickly. Guangzheng, what are you interested in?"

Fu Guangzheng shook his head, what else to look at? I have lost the fun of Taobao because of you!

Feng Yu pointed at Lu Mingyu and said to Boss Zhu: "He comes again in the future. If you dare to sell him something or accept him something, don't blame me for being rude!"

If Lu Mingyu can often find bargains, this store must be a mess.

Boss Zhu smiled with an awkward look: "It must, it must."

He secretly thought in his mind that maybe his store should be sold, and the money he earned over the years is enough for him to return to his hometown to live a peaceful life.

The water in the capital is too deep!

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Chapter completed!