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Old Man Feng deceived the Japanese and said: "Yamamoto-san, you may not know, but my family has thirty years of experience in growing orchids. No one in China can match me. Even the smallest child in my family can grow orchids." "
Old man Feng pointed at Mengmeng and continued to fool around: "You saw it just now, the orchid fairy is very effective. We who raise orchids are also good at finding orchids. Didn't we find a new one? In the future, I It won¡¯t be difficult to look for it again.¡±
He leaned over and said bewilderingly: "So I just thought, Yamamoto-kun, you have a company in Japan, and I have orchids in China. I also plan to open a company and sell orchids to Japan. I just don't know what you think, Yamamoto-kun." Not interested anymore.¡±
Yoxi, it turns out that this family actually has such a reputation. This is an orchid family. Taro Yamamoto was completely shocked. This kind of family that has been passed down from generation to generation and such an elegant profession is very admired in Japan. Taro Yamamoto is no exception.
Nowadays, Japanese people are crazy about orchids. Weird orchids are always easy to sell, and they often sell for sky-high prices. Of course, Taro Yamamoto will not refuse such a good opportunity to make money.
He stood up and bowed and said: "Thank you Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng has good orchids. You can sell them to me. I will take as many as you want. The price is not a problem."
"No, no, no, you misunderstood."
Old man Feng waved him to sit down and said very mysteriously: "Good orchids are not easy to come by. You have to worship the orchid fairy before you can sell them. If you Japanese want to buy them, you must come to me and worship the fairy before you can buy the orchids." Our two countries are so close. Isn¡¯t it as easy as drinking boiled water to come to China from Japan? If someone over there wants to buy orchids, just bring them over and wait for the orchids to be sold. Yamamoto-kun, the benefits are huge. You know, I won¡¯t treat you badly.¡±
¡°Are you kidding me? If the orchids were brought back to Japan by Taro Yamamoto, wouldn¡¯t he take most of the profits? This is the same as the second-hand dealer. Old man Feng is not stupid. How can he let Yamamoto Taro take advantage of this? He has already thought about it. He must firmly grasp the advantages of the production area and trick more Japanese people into buying. orchid.
Taro Yamamoto was also very shrewd and thought of this immediately. He was instantly dissatisfied. He worked so hard, but in the end he made wedding dresses for others, wasting all his efforts and earning a small commission. Suddenly downgraded from a second-rate dealer to an intermediary, Taro Yamamoto shook his head like a rattle and said, "What good will this do to me?"
"Of course you will benefit," Old Man Feng said confidently: "So many big Japanese bosses who buy orchids are rich people. If you use orchids to make friends with them, this is a favor. I give this favor to you for free. Yes, I won¡¯t take your money, and don¡¯t tell me that you Japanese don¡¯t need favors.¡±
How can it be possible? Japanese people are also human beings and they also need favors. Taro Yamamoto was a little hesitant.
Mrs. Feng clapped his hand vigorously and said, "You won't suffer either, Yamamoto. I won't miss your introduction fee. The more you do, the more you will earn. If it weren't for your honesty, I would I don¡¯t want to come to you yet. It¡¯s hard to find people with three legs. There are so many Japanese people with two legs. A few days ago, many Japanese tourists came to our place. I will pick one at random and give the money to others. Earn it."
"The profit is too small, I still don't"
Before he could finish his words, Old Man Feng interrupted him and said, "Yamamoto-kun, don't reject me in a hurry. I still have a business here that I want to take care of. You can make a lot of money by taking care of it."
When Old Man Feng finished introducing his business, he saw Taro Yamamoto¡¯s eyes completely light up, hey hey hey, I¡¯m hanging you with bait, so I¡¯m not afraid you won¡¯t take the bait, you bastard little Japan.
Taro Yamamoto finally smiled with satisfaction this time, bowed to Old Man Feng again, and couldn't wait to say: "Mr. Feng, you are the smartest Chinese I have ever met. I am determined to make you my friend. Then When do we sign the contract?¡±
"You can do it at any time. Don't you want to buy this mutant orchid? Go back and raise the money first. When you come next time, we can sign the contract."
Old man Feng successfully deceived the Japanese and personally sent them to the entrance of the village. After watching their departure, he returned home with satisfaction.
As soon as Mrs. Feng saw him, she said, "Old man, are you really planning to open a company?"
¡°That¡¯s right, I¡¯m really not lying to little Japan.¡±
Old man Feng narrowed his eyes and said very shrewdly: "Do you know what is the most profitable business in China? Export to earn foreign exchange. Even the state encourages it, and there are subsidies. I seem to have heard of some tax rebate policy. Anyway, it's very Make moneyCome on, I'll just wander around the mountainside. Don't worry, I have martial arts and nothing will happen to you. "
Brother Rui has developed a fanatical interest in martial arts since watching the movies "Shaolin Temple" and "Bruce Lee". He used to like boxing, and recently he pestered Feng Guoqiang to teach him how to fight. He went to the mountains to practice. , not to mention how serious it is.
"Haha, you little brat still have martial arts skills?"
Mrs. Feng smiled and stopped laughing, because she discovered that the little boy Rui Geer was indeed taller than ordinary children, and his little body was quite strong.
She suddenly remembered something and asked him: "Brother Rui, I heard from Mengmeng's mother, do you want to skip to the third grade to study?"
"Well," Brother Rui nodded obediently, as if he was saying a very ordinary thing: "I have learned all the homework for the second grade, Grandma Feng, and I also got first place in the exam."
"Oh, you're so smart." Mrs. Feng likes little babies who are good at studying. Brother Rui is only seven years old, but he is so smart in studies. It's so lovable.
"Sister, let me help you plant orchids."
After Brother Rui finished talking to Mrs. Feng, he ran over very diligently to help Mengmeng plant flowers. He picked up a small shovel and put soil into the pot. When he saw that Mengmeng was about to plant flowers, he didn't know what he was thinking. It was so cold. Diye also stretched out his hand, placed it on Mengmeng's little hand, and planted the flowers with her.
Brother Rui¡¯s heart was beating loudly, he was so nervous that even the tip of his nose was sweating, and he squeezed his cute little hand.
"Brother Rui, you pinched me so much." Mengmeng yelled.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mengmeng." Brother Rui still didn't let go of his hand.
"Hurry up and let me go." Mengmeng pouted her little mouth and was about to get upset.
"Good boy, I'll let you go now." Brother Rui reluctantly let go of his little hand, feeling empty in his heart. When he saw his cute, white and tender little hands were covered with dirt, he smiled particularly flatteringly and said, "Sister Your hands are dirty, let¡¯s wash them.¡±
Feng Yimin happened to walk into the house and saw this scene, and his heart immediately became sour. Brother Rui, a brat, knew how to please his daughter.
He walked over quietly and said, "Brother Rui, don't you need to do your homework?"
Brother Rui scooped out a ladle of water from the water tank, carefully poured it on Mengmeng's little hand, and said without raising his head: "Uncle Feng, I've finished my homework."
Feng Yimin became even more unhappy and said with a sullen face: "Then don't you have anything else to do?"
"I'm helping my sister wash her hands. This is a very important thing." Brother Rui thought to himself, Uncle Feng really, didn't you see that he was helping his sister wash her hands?
Hey, you bastard! Feng Yimin cursed secretly in his heart, and said to his daughter with a smile: "Mengmeng, dad bought you a box of little people's books. Go in and read them. They are all things you have never read."
"I'll tell Mengmeng a story."
Brother Rui saw Mengmeng walking in, and he wanted to follow him, but Feng Yimin stopped him: "Don't go."
"Cough-cough," Feng Yimin looked at his small body that was immobilized, touched his nose and said, "Brother Rui, what's the point of following girls all the time? Why don't you talk to the boys in the village?" Are the dolls going out to play? I saw them just now, they were all playing on the beach, but it¡¯s getting lively, so you can go too.¡±
Brother Rui turned around and complained in a loud voice: "Uncle Feng, you don't like me."
"I, I don't like you." Even if Feng Yimin was dissatisfied, he couldn't admit it in front of his little baby.
Brother Rui, who is such a ghost, immediately smiled and said: "Hehe, I know Uncle Feng likes me. I will go to the beach to get some seafood and bring it to my sister later. She was still talking about it just now. Want to eat seafood.¡±
Brother Rui shouted into the room: "Mengmeng, wait until I come back to tell you a story." Then he waved politely to Feng Yimin, "Uncle Feng, I'm leaving first."
Feng Yimin was so dumbfounded by him that he couldn't help but cursed secretly at Brother Rui's back: "This stinky boy." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com