After listening to his subordinates reporting the details of the Song family brothers, Li Tianming fell into contemplation again. Things are more complicated than he estimated. He did not expect that the water in Luoyang Wenwan Market would be so deep.
After unifying Manshan Mountain, Li Tianming's confidence was unprecedentedly swelled. Originally, he thought that as long as Prince Ma was dealt with, the other tomb robber families in Luoyang would naturally bend their heads. He did not expect that there was such a powerful backer as the Song family brothers behind Mawangye.
After finding out the details of the Song family brothers, Li Tianming couldn't help but sigh that he was really sitting on the well.
There are people outside, there are mountains outside the mountains. The Luoyang Wenwan market under the control of the Song family brothers is so huge.
In contrast, the deal he had with the leader was just a drop in the entire Luoyang antique market.
What is even more worrying is that whether it is manpower or wealth, his current strength is completely different from that of the Song family brothers. When confronted with such an opponent, Li Tianming thought of an idiom: hit a rock with a pebble.
He now understands the origin of Ma Wangye’s contemptuous look—with such a powerful person as a backer, let alone a little Li Tianming, even if... ten Li Tianmings are tied together, they may not necessarily belong to the Song family. The brother's opponent.
However, Li Tianming is not so easy to withdraw. I've seen strong winds and waves, and have experienced life and death several times. Could it be that the Song family brothers have blocked the progress so easily
He understands that opportunities are often hidden in crises. Although there is a huge disparity in strength, this is not a perfect opportunity for Li Tianming—as long as the Song brothers are dealt with, then the entire Luoyang antique market will not be mine
Li Tianming's self-confidence is justified. You are in the light and I am in the dark. Although I am not strong enough in the face-to-face contest, Li Tianming's skill is to make insidious moves.
What Li Tianming has to do now is to lay out a well-designed and seamless overall situation!
Dragon head, don't think that I can't accomplish anything without you, I want you to see that I, Li Tianming, can also make a fortune by himself!
Li Tianming scanned his men, Niu Da, Jin Yin Brothers, Da Wu... All the elite are here. Looking at their expressions, Li Tianming knew they were fearless, they believed in me Li Tianming!
Winner or loser!
Duel, start!
One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. This time, either you die or I die.
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Ten days later, the emperor will drive six, Dixiang Pavilion.
This is the most famous teahouse in Luoyang City. The owner is a strong and sentimental person, and the whole teahouse is decorated in an antique style. It is said that many of the celebrities' calligraphy and paintings on the walls of the teahouse are authentic. Even the tables, chairs and screens in the shop are made of mahogany furniture, which is quite ostentatious.
People with status in Luoyang City are proud to be able to drink a pot of tea in Dixiang Pavilion.
The arty literati and inkmen come here every day, and the shop is often full of guests. Sometimes you can drink a pot of tea in the Dixiang Pavilion, and you even have to make an appointment in advance.
There is a quiet private room on the second floor. It is the only private room in the store-no matter how big the guests are and how high the price is, this room will not accept customers.
Because this is where Song Biao Song's boss talks about business.
Even if he doesn't come, this box must be vacant for him, which is called quack status.
Today, the long-lost Boss Song appeared in the Dixiang Pavilion, and everyone whispered to each other-it was time to talk about big business again.
After nodding and greeting someone he knew, Song Biao entered the private room alone.
The shop had prepared tea sets and hot water early in the morning, and Song Biao sat in the tea seat alone to drink.
This teahouse is also very particular. The whole chopping board is carved from the roots of a thousand-year-old tree, with dragons and phoenixes, which is quite imperial. The teapot is also a Yixing Zisha teapot.
Next to the tea seat is a big blue and white bisque dragon jar from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty.
There are various antique porcelains on the shelves around them. Although most of them are fakes, they are not cheap.
The tea that Song Boss drank was also the authentic Wuyi Mountain top grade Dahongpao. This pot of tea is worth the annual harvest of an ordinary tomb thief, but Boss Song doesn't care, he can afford it.
Being able to drink Kung Fu tea in such a room is not as simple as having money, but more about identity and status.
"Boss Song, Boss Ge is here." Xiaoer Dian said softly at the door.
"Well, let him in." Song Biao said slowly.
The box door opened a gap, and Boss Ge's thin body squeezed in through the gap lightly.
The shop Xiaoer closed the door gently-Boss Song should not disturb anyone when discussing business. This is the rule.
Seeing Boss Ge coming in, Song Biao was full of smiles on his face and beckoned: "Old Ge, come here, sit down, have tea, how about my Kung Fu tea."
Boss Ge stood beside him with his hands folded, with a panic expression on his face: "Boss Song is too polite. How dare I sit on an equal footing with you? Just stand me or me."
Song Biao gave an "um" in his nose, stopped talking, and stopped asking Boss Ge to sit down, and concentrated on drinking tea.
Boss Ge said with a smile: "The last time the Northern Wei Dynasty sarcophagus was done, thanks to Boss Song's help, otherwise the old man's life would be gone. I have both old and young..."
Song Biao waved his hand to interrupt him and said, "Old Ge, you're polite, why bother to raise your hand
Alas, my brother has a violent temper. I have told him how many times, but he just can’t control him. It really brings a lot of trouble to everyone...
By the way, your old lady was not scared last time, right? I heard that the old man was still sick for several days..."
Although his mouth was polite, Song Biao did not apologize at all on his face.
Boss Ge continued to smile and said: "Thank you, Boss Song, for your concern. My old lady's body is not good at all. I just went there some time ago..."
"Ao, let's change the mourning." Song Biao replied blankly and stopped talking.
Boss Ge stood aside respectfully, watching Boss Song's teapot run out of water, and hurriedly stepped forward to help add water.
Boss Song looked at his watch and said, "I said Lao Ge, when will your guest from Beijing arrive? I am willing to come this time to save you face-you know, I don't go out to meet guests easily now."
Song Biao's tone contained some complaints. Only people have always waited for him, and there has never been a reason for him to wait for people.
Old Ge Tou looked nervous, his face was sweaty, and he said with trepidation: "I know, I know, I'm sorry, Boss Song, I know you don’t come out to meet people easily now, but the other person is indeed very big, and he indicated that he will only talk to you , They are indeed very impressive in their shots..."
It turned out that Boss Ge brought a mutton jade finger to Song Biao a few days ago, and asked him to hand it to Song Biao, saying that there was a big buyer in the capital who wanted to talk to Boss Song for business.
Song Biao is currently considering expanding the business in the capital. Although his business in Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macau is becoming more and more prosperous, the capital is rarely involved.
He understands that although he is calling for rain in Luoyang, Beijing is the real place of the dragon and the tiger. He has always wanted to find a chance to connect with the antique dealers in Beijing, but he can’t find a suitable interface. The opportunity that comes is naturally unattainable.
What moved his heart even more was that the big Jia of the capital also asked the boss to send a valuable token-a mutton jade finger.
Song Biao saw at a glance that this was a top product, and the strength of a customer who possessed such a top product was bound to be extraordinary, and it was easy to use such a top product as a token, and he could see that the opponent was very angry.
There was some hesitation at first. After seeing this finger, Boss Song immediately informed Boss Ge that he wanted to meet this distinguished guest from the capital!
After Song Biao's business expanded, he seldom came forward to do business in person. He now has a group of brokers under his hands. The brokers also have various vendors, forming a pyramid-shaped relationship chain from top to bottom.
Now some small orders are arranged for subordinates to do. Only big patrons like Boss Zhan from Hong Kong, Boss Wang from Guangdong, and Boss Li from Macau personally receive him.
It is very difficult for a freshman to get in touch with him, and the other party must prove his strength and sincerity with his masquerade before he is willing to come forward.
This is not to say that he is afraid of strangers, but an attitude that shows his status in the arena.
In fact, Song Biao never pays attention to extravagance when going out with an identity like Song Biao, he does not bring bodyguards, no need, his face is a sign in Luoyang, no one dares not sell his face.
He went out with a word, a stick of incense can spread all over Luoyang City, it can be said that he raised his arms, and there were crowds of people who responded.
Boss Song believes that the giant merchants in the capital know their own details. As a courteous corporal like me, the other party should feel his sincerity.
Song Biao took out the thick mutton jade from his pocket and placed it on his hand to examine it carefully.
The texture of this finger is very pure, and when viewed under the light, it appears pure white and transparent, and it has a powdery fog.
Wearing this suet jade on your hand, it feels white clouds around your fingers, suet refreshes the spleen, white and fat, and flawless. Dip it in water, lift up the jade body without dripping water. It is really the best among the treasures.
Although Song Biao was very knowledgeable, it was the first time he saw such a superb mutton jade finger. People say that there are many powerful and powerful people in the capital, who can be worthy of this trigger. Who should be
While thinking, there was a rush of noise at the door. The private room door was opened, and the three men filed in.
The headed middle-aged man has gray hair and a thin body. The two men who followed were a sturdy figure with a fierce scar on his face. The other is tall, with thick joints and a healthy body.
Xiaoer from the shop chased in and shouted: "Why are you so ignorant of the rules? This is Boss Song's private room, and outsiders are not allowed..."
Boss Ge brightened his eyes when he saw the visitor, and said to Boss Song: "It's him, boss Huang from Beijing who gave me suet jade."
Song Biao sat there with a golden sword, nodded to Xiao Er, waved to let him go out.
The shop Xiaoer quickly closed the door gently and went out.
Song Biao got up and clasped his fists in his hands and said, "I have heard of Brother Huang's name for a long time.
The white-haired middle-aged man looked around, clasped his fist and replied politely: "Polite and polite, I've heard that I'm afraid of being famous for a long time, but it is Brother Song, who is not as famous as meeting each other, this is really a grand show.
Song Biao was taken aback for a moment. What a peculiar capital businessman said was not just a Beijing movie, but an authentic smell of Henan.
Seeing Song Biao's surprised eyes, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the white-haired middle-aged man's mouth.