Mr. Chang didn't expect that in just about half an hour on the street of Panjiayuan, he went to two stores in total. Bao Ruifu of He Sandao and Long Qingxiang of Storekeeper Shen both met Wang Jingzhe. These two stores are both time-honored brands in Beijing, and the shopkeeper Chen and He Sandao behind these two stores actually knew him, which was quite intriguing. Mr. Chang first nodded at Wang Jingzhe, and then looked at each other with interest.

He has an ordinary appearance, a medium figure, and no temperament. To sum up, there is nothing surprising.

When Wang Jingzhe saw the other party nodding, he responded with a smile, but was not too proactive, although he could tell from the young man that the other party was either rich or noble.

Chen Changhe saw Wang Jingzhe, paused briefly, then nodded and said, "It is said that the appearance of the next generation is like you. You and Wang Xianzhi have nothing similar to you, but they look quite like Feng Rao."

"I have seen the shopkeeper Shen Da. My sister looks quite like my dad. I may have gone astray..." Wang Jingzhe bent down in the way of a younger generation, then looked up and said, "I came to you because I wanted to make two more coats. The previous one has been ruined by me."

Chen Changhe waved his hand and said, "That's not a problem, I'll measure it for you first."

"Good!"

Long Qingxiang's clothes are all hand-made and need to be tailored by the tailor himself. It is quite interesting to have a tailor tailor for people. He doesn't use a ruler but just eyes. He holds a pen and a notebook in his hand. He glances at Wang Jingzhe's sleeve length and waist circumference, and then writes a few strokes on the book, and then finishes Wang Jingzhe's parameters with no problem.

After measuring his body, Wang Jingzhe said a few polite words and then prepared to say goodbye. Unexpectedly, Manager Chen called him and said, "It just so happened that our boss asked me some time ago if your Wang family had come to make a coat. I said that it was all from many years ago. The boss sighed and said that he wanted to see you. It's a pity that your Wang family is wandering whereabouts and can't find them. Today, God has seen him. You have just finished speaking. You have come here not long after you finished speaking."

Wang Jingzhe smiled and shook his head and said, "I believe you understand that my family doesn't do business in the door-to-door business."

Young Master Chang said "huh" behind the two, and became more and more curious about Wang Jingzhe. There were not many things behind Long Qingxiang's old brand, who had been in the past 400 years, to ask for help. After all, the households who do clothes are all mixed in Beijing. What's more, when you come to make clothes, it was the hands of the shopkeeper himself. Why don't you have such a face to ask for anything to do?

Manager Chen said, "We naturally understand your rules, but the boss didn't say that you were doing business. You can have a meal? You know, Feng Rao, me and the boss are both old acquaintances. Why do you say that you are a junior, right?"

Wang Jingzhe thought for a while, and spread his hands helplessly and said, "You have said everything to this point, how can I say it?"

"Hello, wait a moment, I'll give the boss a reply..."

Manager Chen went back to call, and Wang Jingzhe wandered around with his hands behind his back. The young man named Chang came over and said nothing, "Friend, I have seen it in He Sandao's teahouse just now, which is a coincidence."

"Ah" Wang Jingzhe responded without even replying.

This young man is obviously a person with a high emotional intelligence and a good understanding of language arts. He chatted with Wang Jingzhe for a few words, starting from He Sandao and Manager Chen. He didn't ask about him at all. After a few words, Wang Jingzhe began to jump out and reply word by word. The beginning of this shows that they have passed the level of nodding and gradually become familiar with each other.

A moment later, Manager Chen came back and said to Wang Jingzhe: "The boss has gone out and it will take some time to return to Beijing. You are here..."

Wang Jingzhe said: "I won't leave for the time being. I'll come here again in a few days. It just so happens that I have something to deal with in the capital."

"Oh, that's fine." Chen Changhe smiled and sent Wang Jingzhe out.

After he left, the young man named Chang asked with great interest: "Shopkeeper Chen, what is this person's origin? He doesn't sound like a Beijing accent."

"His family has been old acquaintances of Long Qingxiang for generations. We made the gowns worn by our ancestors. They were very close to customers, but they also had a lot of friends. Because Long Qingxiang's earliest boss was saved by his ancestors twice, so since then, the young man's family came to Long Qingxiang to make clothes again and left no money..." Manager Chen explained and did not say anything further.

Mr. Chang smiled and said, "Why, I've asked too much, you've stopped talking now, and you're hiding it from me?"

Manager Chen sighed, shook his head and said, "Xiao Chang, his identity is not a secret, there is nothing to say, but I know that if you understand who he is, you may have to get into trouble. So in order to avoid suspicion, don't seem to be unspoken, I really don't want to tell you."

Mr. Chang shook his head and smiled, "You are really thinking too much. You may not know what you have. I have seen him in He Sandao's Bao Ruifu before. If you can't find out, I can still go to He Sandao to ask, you know, he owed me a lot of favors. If I hadn't spoken in the middle, he would have been caught in many times because of the antiques he reselled over the years. Do you think I wouldn't say anything if I asked him clearly?"

Chen Changhe suddenly said oh, thought for a while and said, "Since there is such a thing, then it's nothing I can tell you. His surname is Wang, his ancestral home is King Chaoge Village. His family has been the legendary sword-crediters in the streets and alleys for generations. He is from this generation..."

Young Master Chang was stunned when he heard this. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He rubbed his head after a long time and said in surprise: "Then I understand, haha, it's interesting!"

After Wang Jingzhe came out of Long Qingxiang, he had food outside and returned to the house where He Sandao borrowed it to prepare for rest. He had to wait a few days before he could have something to do with He Sandao's son.

He Sandao has a son, 26 years old this year, named He Ran. After graduating from university, he did not take over the family's business. Instead, he joined a state-owned enterprise and worked as an engineer at a certain bureau of China Railway. He Ran is a man without ambition and honest person. He has been interested in engineering since he was a child. On the contrary, he doesn't even look at the antiques in his family.
Chapter completed!