"Um!"

Da Zhuang smiled brightly and said: "Because you can make money quickly from antiques."

"If you are lucky, one hundred thousand can turn into one million, and one million can turn into tens of millions."

"Getting rich overnight is not a dream."

Zhang Hao retorted:

"If you are unlucky, you will definitely become a pauper and return to before liberation overnight."

"Pang Guang is a good example."

"Because I bought fake antiques, I lost one million, so I quit now."

"Oh~ I don't know what he did."

Da Zhuang sneered:

"I'm so smart, but the person who lied to me is still in his father's two walnuts."

"By the way, why don't you call Grandpa Zhao and see what he's doing? Come over for a drink if you have nothing to do. I don't have his cell phone number."

Zhang Hao nodded.

Now that Da Zhuang has made a decision, he will no longer persuade him.

After all, everyone thinks differently.

It's okay to give advice to others, but don't make decisions for others.

In my thoughts, I glanced at the antique shop across the street.

Although the rolling shutter door was closed, Zhang Hao didn't pay attention.

Because in this business, it can be said that if you are not open for three months, you will be open for three months.

Besides, I don’t go often.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and contacted Grandpa Zhao.

"Grandpa Zhao, what are you doing?"

Grandpa Zhao smiled inarticulately and said: "Haha~ I'm drinking at your Grandpa Su's house. Can you come over and have a drink?"

Zhang Hao smiled and refused: "No."

"Dazhuang said he wants to follow you."

Grandpa Zhao: "Okay, come find me in the store tomorrow."

Zhang Hao: "Well, I'm dead. Drink less and pay attention to your health."

Grandpa Zhao: "It's okay. We are on our third bottle here. We have a lot of alcohol."

Zhang Hao smiled.

Then it hung up.

"Da Zhuang, Grandpa Zhao said, just go to the store to find him tomorrow."

"Okay!"

Da Zhuang agreed very readily.

He said excitedly:

"Brother Hao, you are my half-brother."

"Don't worry, I will do a good job!"

"When I make money in the future, I will give you half of it,"

Zhang Hao smiled and said: "What you say is better than what you sing."

"Even if you make antiques, don't throw them away in the hotel."

"No matter how much money you make, at least it's stable."

Da Zhuang curled his lips, looking like he was complaining.

"Brother Hao, the hotel has stabilized now and it will be fine with a manager in charge."

"Even though you paid for it, the three of us are keeping an eye on it."

"But Shaohua only devotes himself to reading the books of sages, and he will definitely be successful in the future."

"Zhao Yong married into a wealthy family and suddenly became a soft rice king."

"And what about me? I have no choice but to succeed."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yong immediately became unhappy.

"Go away, don't talk about yourself being so noble."

"I, this is true love and has nothing to do with money."

Da Zhuang said nothing and silently raised his middle finger.

Zhao Yong raised his eyebrows and glared: "You really want to be fucked, don't you?"

Da Zhuang provoked: "Come on, fuck me if you can, just a little bit~"

"What the hell!"

Zhao Yong glared angrily, looking like he was about to take action.

Zhang Hao interrupted with a smile.

"Okay, don't make people laugh."

"Come on, stop being a doorman here and come in."

Da Zhuang said quickly: "Wait a moment, those two girls haven't come yet."

Zhang Hao smiled: "No need to wait, just come to us directly when you come."

"By the way, I have a few cases of beer in the trunk of my car. Help me move them out."

Da Zhuang frowned slightly: "Brother Hao, I'm treating you to a treat and you bring your own beer. Isn't this a slap in the face?"

Zhang Hao explained with a smile: "I brewed this beer myself. I guarantee it will taste very good."

The big, strong arms crossed his chest: "Whoever drinks will move, but I won't move anyway."

Zhang Hao: "Okay, don't drink it later."

Da Zhuang: "I drink and I am a dog."

Zhang Hao was too lazy to pay attention to this guy and took Zhao Yong and Shaohua to move the beer.

Then, under the leadership of Wang Fugui, we arrived at a luxurious private room.

It’s time to order.

Da Zhuang said very generously:

"Everyone can order whatever they want to eat. I'm not short of money."

Shaohua: "You can eat whatever you want, I don't choose."

Zhang Hao: "Me too."

After finishing her words, she turned to look at Su Yuyan and asked, "Honey, what do you want to eat?"

Su Yuyan smiled slightly and said: "I can do it too."

"The dishes here are all made with your secret recipes, and they are all delicious."

At this time, Da Zhuang spoke.

"Since you don't order it, I will."

"Let's have a cold dish and some spicy and sour potato shreds..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yong.

"etc!"

"You're so uninteresting, I haven't even ordered it yet."

"It's rare to kill you, I must make you bleed profusely."

"Honey, look at what you want to eat."

With that said, he handed the menu to Wu Yajing.

Wu Yajing took the menu, glanced at Da Zhuang with a sneer, and then started ordering.

The big tiger body trembled, and suddenly there was an ominous premonition.

Wu Yajing: "A five-pound king crab."

Da Zhuang: "Fuck!"
To be continued...