Huang Hanxiang only showed up around 12:20, and Yin Jinghua was naturally the guest, but there was also a southerner-looking person accompanying him.
As soon as the three of them entered the room, Mr. Yin was about to introduce them to each other. Huang Hanxiang pointed at Jing Junwei and said, "Hey, why do you think you look so familiar to me? It's... it shouldn't be Xiao Chen, right?"
When Jing Junwei saw him, he was stunned, and then slapped his head, "Ha, I remembered, you bought my grandpa's calligraphy, but you really didn't know it was Mr. Huang at the time."
It is difficult for others to write Jing Yiyuan's calligraphy, but for Jing Junwei, the difficulty is almost zero. However, Jing Yiyuan's health has not been well in recent years, and his grandson also has a filial heart and refuses to open his mouth easily.
I don't have a lot of inventory on hand.
In addition, he also intends to use his grandfather's reputation to build his own brand, so although the value of Mr. Jing's few calligraphy treasures is not as valuable as many antiques because the master is still alive, whenever someone wants the goods, he personally receives them.
, basically have some impression on customers.
"Yeah, I remember, you are the grandson of Mr. Jing Yiyuan," Huang Hanxiang nodded with a smile, and then pointed at Chen Taizhong with a smile, "You are Xiao Chen, right? You scolded me very unpleasantly last year, haha
…”
Fan Rushuang and Yin Jinghua were dumbfounded when they heard this. Everyone knew that Xiao Chen was favored by Huang Hanxiang, but no one paid attention to what kind of allusion this favor was due to. They knew that it was good for him to soar to the sky. How many people listened
Did the two of them have a conversation at that time?
"Ahem," Chen Taizhong coughed twice in embarrassment, thinking in his heart that since you fell on my face like this when you came here, I have to explain the matter clearly. "Didn't you know it was Mr. Huang at the time? Besides...actually I said
Yes. That is also the consciousness a child should have."
"That's right." Speaking of this, Huang Hanxiang's mood became much higher. He nodded and sat down directly. "I have to thank you. Without you, I wouldn't have thought of looking for him..."
He pointed at Jing Junwei and said, "I asked him to buy some Jinglaodi words for the old man. After buying it back, the old man was very happy."
"Mr. Huang, you are trying to trick me. You didn't tell me clearly when you bought it." Jing Junwei answered him with a smile, "If you knew it was Mr. Huang who wanted it, then I would definitely deliver it to your door for free."
"So, in this world...you can't believe what a businessman says." Huang Hanxiang refused to accept this trick. He pointed at Jing Junwei and said, "Come on, I know you still have some stuff at the bottom of the box, take them out for me.
Let me give it to my old man."
"Don't mention it, Uncle Huang," Jing Junwei smiled bitterly, "With that little word, I'm still talking about making a brand. I'm just a worthless boss, relying on the shadow of my father's generation to get by. I'll give you two more...
Zhang, can it be done?"
"Go away, little brat, I'm too lazy to bully you," Huang Hanxiang waved his hand and looked sideways at the southerner beside him, "Look, Mr. Huang, am I right? Businessmen are the least trustworthy."
"In front of you, please don't call me Mr. Huang, okay?" The southerner raised his hands in all directions. "Brothers and sisters, please give me some respect and call me Manager Huang. I am Mr. Huang's family."
For this reason, today's host Fan Rushuang was directly put aside. However, Fan Dong was quite happy in his heart. He had a good start and it would be easier to talk to him in the future.
Next, Mr. Yin introduced the two parties. Needless to say who Director Fan was, Huang Hanxiang had already guessed it in his own mind. However, the identity of Manager Huang surprised everyone. This person is a real private entrepreneur. At the moment, TV
The advertisements are loud.\\
Hearing that the beautiful little girl was actually Jing Yiyuan's granddaughter, Huang Hanxiang's eyes suddenly lit up, "Zi Ling is so beautiful, but you don't have a partner anymore? Do you want Uncle Huang to introduce one to you?"
Jing Ziling glanced at Chen Taizhong without leaving any trace, her face turned slightly red, and she spoke in a coquettish voice, "Uncle Huang, I'm still young, so study is the priority."
"Tsk, you're so lucky again, kid," Huang Hanxiang smiled and pointed at Chen Taizhong. He was originally a casual person, and Chen Taizhong had a good eye for each other, and he didn't pay much attention to his words. "I said you are really amazing.
Yeah, I’ve only met you once, but there are always people telling me about you.”
"They want to remind you to pay more attention to Mr. Huang." Only Jing Ziling could say this kind of reckless yet tactful words. She didn't know much about her grievances against Chen Taizhong and Huang Hanxiang, but through the conversation between the two
, is a person with a similar IQ, and can guess pretty well.
"Ah, such a smart little girl?" Huang Hanxiang appreciated her astute answer. He frowned slightly and said to Chen Taizhong with a smile, "I take back what I just said... Marry her, you guessed it?"
Life will be very difficult, even if you want to save some private money, haha!"
Fan Rushuang never found a chance to speak. She watched coldly from the side. Seeing Mr. Huang's unrestrained look, she couldn't help but sigh a little. The people above may not be difficult to deal with. She just hates the people in the middle.
You can't do anything beyond your own capabilities.
To put it bluntly, Huang Hanxiang's qualifications are average, but because he comes from a good background and has a cheerful temperament, he has not entered the system and is fooling around outside. He is now past the age of hearing, so he is not a difficult person to deal with.
After chatting for a while, the topic finally returned to the establishment of the electrolytic aluminum project. Mr. Huang did not have any trouble, "I can definitely help talk about things in my hometown, but Xiao Fan, the key is your own work.
If you want to go down, you have to point at me alone, which is a bit of a reversal of priorities."
Fan Rushuang knew that this was the truth, but it was a pity that the resources at hand could not be fully utilized. She pondered for a while and boldly made the request, "I want to meet Mr. Huang, can Brother Huang help introduce me?"
"
"He wants to meet him too," Huang Hanxiang smiled and patted Manager Huang's shoulder next to him, "But the old man is old and has a rough mind..."
He pointed at his head and said, "My head is not very bright anymore. If I hear anything wrong then, it might be counterproductive. How about... I bring you two greetings, how about it?"
How about it? He has said so, what can others say? Fan Rushuang muttered bitterly in her heart, everyone said that the second child of the Huang family was quite mediocre, but looking at the current situation, it was obviously not the case. There was no one in this place.
simple.**
Next, it was a lively lunch. Manager Huang seemed to have few connections in the capital. Today he caught up with Mr. Huang’s son. He felt a little happy. He also met the descendants of Jing Yiyuan and Mr. Jing. It was inevitable that he would be a little nervous while drinking.
Feeling a little more relaxed.
Then, he became a little bit unable to control his mouth, but strictly speaking, he didn't say much that shouldn't be said. He just said that his company was interested in going public, and he came to the capital just to do this.
.
In the current situation, this behavior is somewhat rash, but it cannot be said to be indiscreet. If nothing happens, who can afford to run to Beijing? Once something happens, there must be something wrong. If the company wants to go public, it is just aggressive.
It's just a little bit stronger, who can say anything else?
However, his words freed Yin Jinghua. Mr. Yin smiled bitterly at Fan Rushuang, "Mr. Fan, look, Mr. Huang is really busy. If I hadn't sent him some goods today, I really wouldn't have been able to catch him."
Mr. Huang."
Jing Junwei was still smart and thought that Taizhong had a message, but it was inappropriate to say it now. Otherwise, if Huang Hanxiang agreed to introduce him, wouldn't it be an advantage for Manager Huang?
"Uncle Huang, I also have some other calligraphy and paintings collected there. Let's go and take a look later," he greeted with a smile and blinked without leaving any trace, "you can also help us juniors to check them."
What do I know about calligraphy and painting? If you ask me to check, that's just nonsense, Huang Hanxiang muttered in his heart, but he could clearly see the meaning between the corners of the other person's eyes and brows, and pondered for a while, "Well, I still need to take a lunch break...
…You can’t delay it too long.”
Manager Huang would have misunderstood and thought that the other party was looking for a quiet place to stuff the red envelope. In this case, it was not appropriate for him to follow him. Hearing this, he nodded with a smile, "Mr. Huang, wait until this afternoon.
I’ll contact you again.”
"Haha, okay," Huang Hanxiang nodded noncommittally, "I should have nothing to do in the afternoon."
This was his usual tactic. He would get away without hesitation. As for whether he had anything to do in the afternoon, that was another matter. Otherwise, he would be busy with three more people.
After the banquet was over and everyone parted ways, Mr. Fan, as the person who paid the bill, watched Huang Hanxiang and Jing Junwei walk out chatting and laughing. He felt a little confused for a moment: Should I follow him? Is this... making a wedding dress for someone else?
?
Chen Taizhong thought that Jing Junwei would definitely talk about the calligraphy. Manager Huang was at the table just now, so it was not appropriate for everyone to talk so as not to give others an advantage, but now is the right time.
So he stepped forward and patted her shoulder lightly, "Haha, follow me, Mr. Fan. I told you before that I will try my best to help you."
But Fan Rushuang was a little dumbfounded by his slap: I mean, boy, can you be polite to your elders? Besides, I am a woman and you are a man.
