Countless business owners hope that one day their companies will be listed on the market, so that their value can increase hundreds of times. However, there are also a very small number of big bosses who disdain to go public. Why?

Because there is no shortage of money.

Li Mo belongs to this kind of boss.

Fortunately, he would authorize San Pang and Yan Xin to handle all the listing matters. With his words, Ge Zhengmeng felt that this investment would definitely make a huge profit.

Li Mo also has several subsidiaries that are money-making machines, such as Sanyeya and the chain of braised vegetable restaurants, and their business is booming. He is not interested in going public now, but maybe he will be in the future.

"Brother, the glass-filled green jade-carved Sakyamuni Buddha statue that has been making a lot of noise these days was really something you brought back from the United States? The Thai royal family is willing to pay 2 billion to go back and enshrine it."

"So what, I'm not interested."

Li Mo thought of this and said: "I am going to start a very large project. If you are interested, you can pay attention to it and maybe invest some money."

"Brother, tell me what project you want to see, so I can prepare funds early to avoid not seizing the opportunity in time."

Niu Sanpang will definitely invest in the projects Li Mo mentioned. At least so far, the projects he has participated in have made huge profits.

"Build a temple."

Build a temple?

Several people looked at each other, wondering what kind of huge project this was. The temple was a foreign place, so what could be done with a clear soup and little water?

"Brother, is there any sequel to this project?"

"Not yet, so I asked you to pay attention. Sanpang, what are you going to eat for lunch? I'm still hungry."

“Private kitchen, worth the wait.”

Several people in the hall continued to drink tea, when Ge Zhengmeng suddenly asked: "Mr. Li, I know a few people on the road. There is a news circulating on the road in the past two days, saying that you have an authentic painting of "Tang Bohu, a talented man from the Ming Dynasty" in your hand.

"Ink Bamboo Picture", I wonder if it is true?"

The news couldn't be hidden, and Li Mo didn't hide it either, and nodded calmly.

Ge Zhengmeng immediately sat up straight and said a little surprised: "You bought it for eight million?"

"That's right, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Li doesn't know something. Now someone has spread the word on the street, saying that you are bullying others by forcefully taking away the authentic Tang Bohu painting with a face value of over 100 million for a mere eight million."

"Which bastard insulted my brother like this? I'll chop him with a knife."

"Mr. Niu, since they have already spread such rumors, they must have some confidence. Maybe there is some big shot behind them."

Anyone with a little level of knowledge knows who Li Mo is. The people on the road are all shady sewer rats. How could they have the guts to spread such rumors? It would be too late to hide.

Since there are rumors, it must mean that they have someone behind them, and the purpose is to test his reaction.

Li Mo didn't panic at all, and said calmly: "They are just a bunch of rats, too lazy to talk to them. Don't let me seize the opportunity. Once they fall into my hands, they won't even have time to cry."

Niu Sanpang has a deep understanding of his abilities. Even Ge Zhengmeng of Dongyang Capital also knows it. In the past, the Li family in Kyoto and the Wang family in Jinmen were defeated by him. What a prominent family.

In his hands they perish or fall.

The Yang Group, which was a good place in business, was also bankrupted by him, and finally the land was confiscated by Niu Sanpang and others. Dongyang Capital was also involved in that acquisition, so they have long become a common interest.

"Mr. Li, I can do a little bit, do you need me to give them anything?"

"There is no need to send a special message. If you have time, just tell me about the authentic "Ink Bamboo Painting" by Tang Yin in my hand. The auction organization has bid 1.5 billion. I am not willing to sell it at such a price. I guess

If it is put up for auction due to the hype, it is not impossible for the price to exceed 200 million."

"Brother, if you are still awesome, you will hit them hard mentally. But how did you become enemies with them?"

Niu Sanpang filled his empty cup with tea.

"My class teacher in high school, her husband is a researcher at the Magic City Museum. They have a son who was influenced by his father. He has been studying antiques since he was a child, and he also made more than one million with a little cleverness. In March this year, he was in Pan

His home was tricked, and the trick was the painting "Ink Bamboo Painting" by Tang Bohu, which they thought was a fake. You can probably imagine what happened next. Various tricks were used to get him a loan, and the loan became more and more complicated.

The debt is getting higher and higher. In just three months, the debt has reached 18 million."

"To put it bluntly, the money is from their left hand and their right hand. They earned eighteen million with a painting they thought was a fake. I happened to return to the Magic City from the United States. Naturally, if someone met me, they would not look at the class teacher being raped by them.

Bullying. But when I saw that the so-called fake... turned out to be Tang Yin's original work, it's just that they were blind."

"They also knew that I was not easy to mess with. In the end, I only needed eight million to settle the debt of 18 million. I gave them a chance and took back Tang Bohu's "Ink Bamboo Picture" to pay for it.

The price was only seven million, but they didn’t want it and insisted on eight million in cash, so I had no choice but to put the authentic painting into my pocket.”

Niu Sanpang and the other five people all felt that those guys on the road were too stupid and a bunch of stupid things. However, even though Li Mo could identify Chu's authenticity, it was just a fake in the eyes of those stupid people.

A fake is worth seven million. Doesn't this make them all look like idiots?

It turns out that there is such a wonderful drama behind the incident.

"If they just want to test me and then stop, I won't bother to be familiar with them. If they are not honest, I will play with them, as long as their skin and flesh are strong enough."

Fighting with him is asking for death.

"Brother, let's go have dinner first. As for the listing of the catering company and the tourism company, you can issue an authorization document, and I'll go back and talk to Mr. Chen."

The private dishes are exquisitely cooked, and the ingredients are fresh and high-end. Even Li Mo praised while eating, this group of people enjoys life better than himself.

"Three Fatties, is the chef who cooks the private dishes here, or is he found outside?"

"He's from here, brother, don't think about poaching, I'm just counting on them."

Li Mo smiled, he really had such an idea just now.

"Mr. Li, what other national treasures did you find on your trip to the United States this time? The information is currently kept secret. We are all very curious. Can you tell us a little bit more conveniently and satisfy our curiosity. The glass jade Buddha statue has been

Everyone knows it, is there any antique more precious than this?"

"Let me tell you that one of the rare national treasures is the No. 1 Tianzi Da Yue Dao made by Emperor Qianlong. It is slightly inferior to the Nine Dragons Sword, but it is better than the Baihong Dao. You can imagine its value for yourself."

Niu Sanpang was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Ge Zhengmeng and said a little discouraged: "We have worked hard for several years to find an antique like him."

Didn't you just insist on hearing it out of curiosity? Now you must be mentally shocked.

"Brother, is there anything else that makes us more desperate?"

Li Mo shook his head slightly.

Niu Sanpang then rubbed his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay, that's okay. I can still accept it."

Li Mo put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a wet towel and said calmly: "What I mean is that you should stop asking questions. I'm afraid that the more you know, the greater the blow you will receive."
Chapter completed!