Republic of China small businessman

Early May.

He Dongting went to Wan Yuzhai for several days.

He found out that Xie Jing likes blue and white porcelain, and wanted to buy it as a gift for Xie Jing, but he went to ask the boss and found out that this kid buys and sells, and he has a very good eye. He looks like a popular wind vane in Shanghai stock market. Whatever makes money, he just throws it away, and he makes a lot of money for a while.

He Dongting took a blue and white porcelain cup and put it in his hand to read, while listening to the shop owner.

"If you want to ask about this young master, that's a big deal. I used to think that he liked brighter objects when he was young, but when he took them out, he didn't like any of them. He's so picky! I won't hide it from you, I’ve been in business for so many years, and it’s the first time I’ve seen such a powerful buyer. I’m so lucky, as long as an object is in his hands, it will be more expensive within half a month.”

He Dongting reassured: "He has a very good eye." If he went to pick it, he might not be able to pick it so well. He didn't have much experience in antiques, but it seems that Xie Jing is proficient in this, or he was born with a bit of luck. Yuan's luck is very good.

The boss said: "Yes, now it's not just you, the shopkeepers of the two big stores often come to ask, and now they are accepting sweet white porcelain!"

He Dongting asked him: "What else did he say?"

The boss hesitated and looked at him with a smile.

He Dongting pointed to the few pieces of blue and white porcelain that he had seen just now, and said to him: "Wrap these up and send them to He's residence."

The boss immediately smiled, called the staff to come over to work, and congratulated the boss: "Mr. Xie, I don't know where to get a batch of high-quality golden nanmu these days. The quality is really good, but the quantity is too large." There are too many, and I am trying to find a way to make a move!"

He Dongting thought for a while and said, "Do you accept golden nanmu here?"

Boss: "I accept it, but my shop is small. Last time I bought the plum vase brought by Mr. Xie together with Boss Wang from across the street. I really have no choice." The boss's tone was distressed. The price of silk nanmu is getting higher and higher. Such a good batch of wood will take a long time to collect. It is really rare.

He Dongting said: "Be careful, if he makes a move, I will buy them all in your name, and then send them to He's residence." He wrote a check to the boss, and said, "Be more secretive. I shall thank you again."

The boss was a little astonished, but the black and white words on the check immediately excited him. Boss He was generous, and the middleman's money alone was a small fortune, so he immediately nodded in response.

The owner of the antique shop also wanted to make a quick profit, so he contacted Xie Jing that day and asked him for the batch of wood.

The fact of the golden nanmu was too coincidental, Xie Jing knew what was going on after thinking about it for a while.

When He Dongting heard at the company that Xie Jing was looking for him, he immediately stopped what he was doing and went down to see him.

Xie Jing changed into a new suit and was sitting there waiting. As soon as he saw him straight to the point, he mentioned the matter of the golden nanmu, which was different from what He Dongting thought. you."

He Dongting said: "Why?"

"I really want to sell for a sum of money, but it's your wish. In the past one or two years, golden nanmu furniture has been fashionable in the Shanghai stock market. It is not difficult for me to sell." Xie Jing declined: "I will sell slowly, and it will take about half a year. It can be sold, but if you are only doing it to help me, then you don’t need it, I can’t accept the money.”

He Dongting heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, and said with a smile: "You misunderstood, I really want to make a few pieces of furniture, and put them in the study, but I haven't found any good materials."

Xie Jing looked up at him, and He Dongting stood there openly for him to look at, smiling all the time.

Xie Jing couldn't tell if what he said was true or not, but he could feel the goodwill emanating from this man, without any malice.

He Dongting deliberately said: "But those woods are indeed a bit expensive, and I feel a little distressed after buying them. Xiao Xie, you made a lot of money, how about treating me to a meal?"

If Boss He asked for dinner, Xie Jing would immediately refuse, but when the other party said it the other way around, Xie Jing was stunned for a moment before saying, "Okay."

He Dongting was very happy, for fear that he would go back on his word, the coats were always given away.

Xie Jing asked him: "What do you want to eat?"

He Dongting affirmed: "Just eat the mutton pot." Xie Jing ate a lot last time, he remembered it clearly.

The rhetoric that Xie Jing had thought up on the way here basically used the beginning, and the rest was guided by He Dongting.Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, He Dongting looked gentle and elegant, he was polite and careful to him, he didn't talk too much, even caring for him was done based on his expression and he didn't dare to overdo it.

This made Xie Jing feel a little strange.

This person is completely different from Xie Siquan.

Xie Siquan is enthusiastic, and when he is happy, he doesn't pay attention to any rules or regulations. He can drink from the jug, pat the table to boo with everyone, and hold his face and kiss him twice. He can't wait to blend into each other. But this Boss He is much more disciplined, his appearance is similar to that of a university professor, he always has a gentle smile, he observes his needs very carefully, and knows how to keep a sense of proportion, which makes people feel very comfortable.

This was the first time He Dongting ate at the same table with Xie Jing, he was a little excited, dropped his chopsticks twice, and after being replaced, he said embarrassedly: "These chopsticks are too long, I'm not used to them."

Xie Jing said: "Boss He, don't force yourself, I see a western restaurant opposite..."

He Dongting immediately said: "No, no, that's not what I meant. I have always used chopsticks, but I don't have such long chopsticks at home. I get used to it after using them a few times." Take it out of the spicy soup, put it in your mouth and eat it while sweating on your forehead, and said repeatedly: "This meat is cooked, do you want to try it?"

Xie Jing glanced at him, suddenly put down her chopsticks, got up and went out.

He Dongting was a little at a loss, he sat there and didn't dare to leave, and didn't know whether he should stay or not.

Soon Xie Jing came back, he brought a glass of water and put it in front of He Dongting, and said to him: "You drink the water first, I'm going to order dessert, to relieve the spicy heat."

He Dongting was a little surprised, he cherished drinking a glass of water.

After a while, the people from the restaurant brought up two bowls of sweet glutinous rice balls.

He Dongting's gaze followed the small bowl of sweet glutinous rice balls, and when the bowl was placed in front of him, he was still staring at it.

Xie Jing took a small bowl, and said while eating: "You can eat clear soup, you don't need to eat spicy soup like me."

He Dongting lowered his eyes, the lenses were slightly foggy and covered his red eye sockets, and tried to ask in a calmer tone: "Do you also like sweet glutinous rice balls?"

Xie Jing hummed.

He Dongting chuckled: "You still like fermented glutinous rice, don't you?"

Xie Jing thought for a while, and said: "I can only put a little, I get drunk easily after drinking a little wine. I practiced martial arts before, and I have great strength. I am afraid of hurting the people around me."

He Dongting's laughter was choked with sobs, he struggled to speak, and just as he called out "Jing'er", he saw the boy next to him lower his head and mumbled, "Wait, after my uncle and grandma come back, I just want to eat now." Xie Jing didn't know why he was acting like this all of a sudden, he and He Dongting had only met a few times, so he really didn't know how to deal with it.

He Dongting thought for a moment in silence, then nodded and said slowly: "That's fine, you can't be so casual."

Anyway, I finished my meal.

After Xie Jing was full, he went downstairs to pay first, He Dongting deliberately sat there and drank another cup of tea, giving him enough time.

After drinking tea, He Dongting calculated that the time was almost up, so he got up and went downstairs. Just as he walked down the stairs, he heard a few young people talking in the lobby outside, which was a bit noisy, and Xie Jing could still hear a brief reply from inside.He Dongting didn't sound right, so he quickened his pace, and after walking not far away, he saw five or six people surrounding Xie Jing.

Xie Jing stood there impatiently, and said, "Get out of the way."

All around him were people dressed as students. They were He Shuwei's classmates. They could see that their family background was not bad, but they were not very polite. , hey, your name is Xie Jing, right?"

The other reached out and touched the clothes on Xie Jing's body. Xie Jing's clothes were light-colored and made some fingerprints.

Xie Jing looked down, frowning slightly.

The man shook his hand and said with a sneer, "I changed into new clothes, and I couldn't come out for a while. I saw you at the auction last time. The one who gave you the umbrella! Aren't you Bai Mingyu's brother? Why do you have another surname?" Thanks?"

"I heard that you are the guard of the Bai family, and you are involved with the head of the Xie family. You are quite capable. Uncle Shuwei is rich and powerful, but you have only been in Shanghai for a few days, and you can hug this thigh!"

"This surname is Xie, I'm afraid it has just been changed?"

There was laughter all around, amused by him.

This group of people hang out with He Shuwei on weekdays, and they often eat, drink and have fun with them. Because He Shuwei had accidentally mentioned "annoying things" a few times before, they deliberately flattered the young master of the He family. This time they happened to meet in a restaurant When I came to Xie Jing, I came here on purpose to vent my anger on He Shuwei.The boy who stained Xie Jing's clothes just now stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Xie Jing's arm. He Dongting was furious when he saw that, he took two steps forward and shouted: "Stop—"

The moment he spoke, Xie Jing pinched the wrist bone very quickly and twisted it to the back, and with a little force, he untied the opponent's arm. There was a "crack" sound from the bone, which was faster than a scream. Xie Jing heard He Dongting's shout and just finished unloading. Arm, thought for a while, stepped aside, and really stopped.

The male student whose arm had been removed had never suffered such pain. Tears and snot were streaming down his face. With one arm hanging down, he could not stop crying as if he was disabled.

People around surrounded him one after another, but they didn't dare to get close to Xie Jing. Four or five people shrank aside like quails, confronting Xie Jing, daring to be angry but not speaking.

Xie Jing stood opposite him with a calm expression.

When He Dongting walked over, everyone was dumbfounded. He didn't mean that when he shouted, but now the person complaining has become the other party, accusing Xie Jing of being too ruthless.

He Dongting reprimanded: "That's because you provoked first, I saw it clearly from the stairs just now."

"But Mr. He, we..."

"There's nothing wrong with it. Later, I'll ask the lawyer to go to your parents and discuss the compensation carefully."

Those few people were dumbfounded, especially the boy who dislocated his arm, and said stupidly: "Mr. He, we are Shuwei's classmates."

He Dongting's expression darkened: "He asked you to do it?"

Those people shook their heads one after another, and whispered: "No, no, we had a little misunderstanding before. Mr. He, we came to see where the porridge was donated while there was no class. Porridge, Shu Wei said that this time, I will order one more place, and I heard that this porridge is quite affordable..." They originally wanted to move out of the He family's prince, so they could always relax, but seeing He Dongting's face getting darker and darker, gradually Shut up.

Seeing Xie Jing walking out, He Dongting hurriedly followed and called his name several times.

The rest of the students stood in the lobby, looking at each other.

He Dongting was like that just now, and he only had to scold them, even if they moved out of He Shuwei... Didn't they say that the He family only loves that prince?

He Dongting chased all the way to the intersection, followed behind Xie Jing and said, "Jing'er, I will teach you a lesson for those people, let me get angry, don't get angry with them, it's not worth it. I promise they won't show up with you again In front of me, there is still the matter of giving out porridge, I can cancel it..."

Xie Jing shook his head and said: "It's good to give porridge. It's a good thing. I've had this kind of porridge before." Although his memory is a bit fuzzy, he did drink a bowl of blessing porridge in those clips.

He Dongting was dumb, with guilt and pity in his eyes.

A car was waiting across the road, Xie Jing recognized the license plate number, pointed to He Dongting and said, "I'm not angry, I just want to go back, the car is waiting for me on the opposite side."

He Dongting wanted to ask him to keep him, but he didn't know what identity he could use to speak at this moment, Qiqi Ai said: "Why don't I take you back, my car is also there, and if your clothes are dirty, I will buy you two..."

Xie Jing shook his head and refused, and said to him: "Mr. He, do more good things." After thinking about it, he added, "Take care of your body."

He has passed the age of needing a father, and he can do everything by himself, and no longer needs anyone to protect him.

He Dongting stood by the side of the road, watching Xie Jing running across the road, getting into the car and walking away.

In the car.

Xie Jing took off his coat and felt a headache for a while.

Those male students were really messing around, they were still wearing rouge, their clothes had a few red marks on them, they looked dirty, they didn't notice it outside, the space in the car was small, mixed with a sweet and greasy face powder taste.

Xie Jing rolled up his coat, threw it behind him, and said to the driver: "This car belongs to the second young master?"

The driver nodded and said, "Yes, Ninth Master asked me to pick you up. He said that he and the Second Young Master would go to the factory to have a look in the afternoon. The textile factory is changing machines. I don't care about outsiders, so I asked Guanshi Xie and the Second Young Master to keep an eye on it. "

Xie Jing said, "Stop by the side of the road."

The driver stopped, and Xie Jing went down to buy a few boxes of the most popular cosmetics at a powder shop. He didn't care about anything. He took seven or eight bottles, and only three boxes of rouge.After buying it, she signaled to wrap it in a coat, and only wore a shirt and trousers. The weather in May is getting warmer and not so cold. Xie Jing is also neat to wear like this.

When he arrived at the factory, he first called Bai Mingyu and asked him to go to the car to watch.

Bai Mingyu was puzzled: "What?"

Xie Jing: "Under the clothes, you open it."

The tip of Bai Mingyu's nose moved, and he sneezed: "What is this, Xiao Xie, why did you buy so much rouge? You wrapped it in clothes, and the coat was dirty. You are too careless!"

Xie Jing stood at the door of the car, and said with an oh: "The last time Miss Hong wrote, she seemed to say that she wanted cosmetics from the Shanghai stock market. I happened to pass by and bought them. If you don't want them, I'll—" Before he finished speaking , Bai Mingyu wrapped those bottles and cans with clothes, and immediately said: "If you want it, I know it, you are still a brother!"

Xie Jing took a look: "My clothes are dirty."

Bai Mingyu proudly said: "It's just one piece of clothing, and tomorrow I'll send you the exact same one!"

Xie Jing nodded and said yes.

Bai Mingyu asked nervously again: "I'm voting for one, did you buy it for her?"

Xie Jing raised her eyebrows and said, "Absolutely the first."

Bai Mingyu hugged him happily, and Xie Jing followed behind, also solving a problem.

It's not easy for him to take the stained clothes back, the rouge is too troublesome to explain, and it is bound to mention the group of male students.The rest is fine, the other party stained the clothes that the master gave him, and he couldn't resist taking off the man's arm today... Don't let Master Jiu know about the fight.

He has always been obedient in front of his master, and he would never do such a rude thing as removing someone's arm - he would never admit that he did it.

On the other side, He Dongting returned home.

He came back early today and called to cancel several things. He Shuwei's birthday was still a day or two away, and all the grand ceremonies arranged a year ago were also cancelled.

Without Xie Jing's comparison, he would not have known that he had spent so much.

The more I look at it, the more uncomfortable I feel.

The subordinate didn't know what happened, so he asked cautiously, "Sir, what should we do with the money?"

He Dongting said: "Buy some rice, set up a porridge shed, and keep it for the porridge."

The subordinate responded and went to take orders. After walking a few steps, he was called back by He Dongting. After thinking for a moment, he said: "This year's post has not been published yet, so there is no need to notify. Just have a simple meal at home. , Go and call Shuwei, I have something to tell him."

"Master Shuwei went to the third master's place today." The subordinate said humanely, "In the morning, the third master sent someone to say that he was sick, and there was a rush there, and it happened that you were not at home, so young master Shuwei was afraid that something would happen over there." So I invited a foreign doctor to rush over, and I haven’t come back yet, so you want me to call to remind you?”

He Dongting frowned, and said displeasedly: "What's the trouble with the third child? He's not sick. I think he's out of money! You call Shu Wei back, and tell the subordinates that the third master came to withdraw the money. Not allowed, and not allowed to hire any foreign doctor for him, it costs a lot of money, and he has not been cured of his stinky disease for so many years!"

The man below responded and trotted down.

It is rare for He Dongting to get angry. He has a good temper, but that doesn't mean he has no temper. The third master of the He family and his mother are compatriots, but the old lady loves the youngest son. When he first started his business many years ago, he even asked him to share half of the property with Such nonsense brother.Naturally, He Dongting did not agree, but Mr. He also found various excuses to ask for some small money. Foreign doctors were one of them. Every time he would only go to such a Western doctor to see a doctor, but the disease was not cured, and he spent a lot of money.

Over the past few years, He Dongting has been completely disappointed with the relatives of the He family.

He sat there a little tired, propped his forehead with his hands, and rubbed it slowly.

He is easy to get angry, and once in a while, he has a severe headache and his temples bulge a little, and it takes a long time before he retreats.

Smoke house.

Mr. He was lying on the bed and puffing, and there was a delicate and soft lady on the other side of the small table. That lady was his old friend. She was wearing a new satin dress and wearing pearls and emeralds. There are three rings.

He Shuwei frowned and sat on the wide chair opposite. The blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner doctor was standing behind him. The light in the room was dark, covered by the curtains, so he couldn't see the movements of his hands clearly. He could only hear the sound of a slight drop of medicine. .He Shuwei seemed a little displeased with the third master smoking these things, slightly frowned and said: "Third uncle, the Xichuan Xie family sent a boy over, do you know about this?"

Sanye He hesitated for a moment, then lazily said: "I know, it's nothing new, and it's not the first one, why are you panicking?"

He Shuwei said: "This time is different."

"What's the difference?"

"I went to see a doctor when I was sick a few days ago, but my father ignored it." He thought that He Dongting would come to see him when he was sick, but this time he didn't, He Shuwei pursed his lips and said, "I've seen that one called Xie Jing once, He looks so much alike."

Mr. He sneered: "Who is it like? Xie Siquan? The one who came to the house the year before last is also like Xie Siquan? In the end, he didn't stay either."

He Shuwei was still frowning.

Mr. He yawned, and said: "Aren't you just worried that someone from Xi Chuan Sai will enter He's house? This matter is easy to handle. It will be your birthday in two days. If you invite more people to your house, the more people who know about it , He Dongting can't change people. You don't have to worry about the post, I know Mr. Yi Chuan, this time I've taken care of it for you, and there are only a lot more guests than in previous years."

He Shuwei said: "No, I still don't want to hire anyone this year, I'm afraid my father won't agree to this..."

"Just keep it secret. When someone comes, can he still be kicked out?" Mr. He got up and poured some tea, stood there and took a sip, "Besides, the general election of the chamber of commerce is coming soon, and He Dongting has to take care of his own face. Do favors for him!" He looked at He Shuwei and urged, somewhat dissatisfied, "Last time, Mr. Yi Chuan lost his temper when the trust company's business was not handled well. , you also hurry up, try to get a manager, but you can't do anything, no wonder you are repeatedly recognized as Xibei, you don't look like the young master of the He family, tsk!"

He Shuwei was also a little anxious, "You don't know him, it's not that easy."

Mr. He snorted coldly, put down his teacup, slapped him across the face, and said darkly, "You deserve to teach me a lesson?! You know nothing about things that accomplish nothing!"

He Shuwei's head was tilted to one side from the beating, and he let out a muffled grunt. The foreign doctor behind him hurriedly put away the small scalpel in his hand, but he was still not in time, and slashed behind the ear. Mouth, half buried in hair.

The foreign doctor was a little flustered. He almost lost his grip on the small bowl in his hand. The half-frozen liquid in it swayed, and it was nearly half a bowl of blood.

Blood flowed out again from behind He Shuwei's ear, and he stretched out his hand to cover the wound, his face becoming paler.

Sanye He also had a little blood on his hands, and while wiping it with a handkerchief, he scolded him for being unlucky: "Things that can't be written into martial arts, as long as they look like that, they won't let Xichuan find fault every year! You Look at this face for yourself, apart from being a little whiter, how does it look like He Dongting's son?!"

He Shuwei took a cotton ball to stop the bleeding, closed his eyes, he didn't dare to go out now.

He Shuwei's eyes were blue, and his face was bloodless, making his skin as white as paper, without any color.

Behind the ear that was pressed tightly by him, there was already a small wound, some were new, some were old, hidden behind the ear was not easy to be seen.

Mr. He was still scolding him and told him to go away.

But He Shuwei's fingers trembled slightly, and he sat there without moving. The foreign doctor skillfully stopped the bleeding.

There was a painted bronze mirror in the room, and He Shuwei coughed, looking at the mirror sickly, his gaze straightened, and the people in the mirror looked at him in the same way.

The foreign doctor was not found for He Sanye, but actually for him.

When he was 12 years old, he bled behind his ear for the first time. He never expected to bleed so much blood from a small wound.

He no longer knew what his original skin color was, but he only knew what Sanye He called "the young master of the He family"—He Dongting and Xie Yuanyuan were both white, and their children were naturally fair-skinned. For a smart person, a child should be smart enough to learn everything.

He is just an ordinary person, without proud talent, and the only disguise he can do is the same, to be a weak and incompetent young master of the He family.The foreigner doctor was found by He Sanye. I heard that some foreign women would bleed behind their ears and necks in order to make their skin look whiter. He Sanye did not dare to let others see his wounds. The place covered by the hair gradually grew larger and was changed to behind the ears.

He has gotten used to the dosage of a bowl of blood each time.

In addition to these, he was instructed to always memorize the preferences of the mistress at home, from the color he likes to the taste he likes to eat on weekdays.When he was young, he relied on his father's love and self-will. He thought it belonged to him, but he was locked in the room by the wet nurse and taught him a lesson. From then on, he knew that he was "playing" another person. one person.

He can't choose the dishes he wants to eat. No one has ever cared about what he wants, but more about whether he looks like the mistress—even if it's just a tablet enshrined in the Buddhist hall.

He Shuwei took down the blood-stained cotton ball, carefully wiped off the blood around him with alcohol, and looked calm.

Mr. He's addiction to cigarettes came up again, and the lady at the side unpacked a pack of new ones and lighted it up, saying flatteringly, "Don't worry, Mr. Yichuan, try the new fushou ointment that Mr. Yi Chuan sent. like!"

Sanye He quickly took it, intoxicated by it.

He Shuwei subtly showed disgust, but lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Third Uncle, nephew is gone."

Mr. He just showed a burst of prestige and was satisfied, so he waved his hand to let him go, and went to enjoy himself.