In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 74 Yu Dawei Makes a Move

"Brother Qian, wait a minute!" Wang Lao Er finally lost his composure, and with the encouragement of the villagers around him, he became anxious.

Fatty Qian, with his back to Wang Lao Er, curled his lips into a barely perceptible smile.

He knew the other party had taken the bait; he was in control.

Why did everyone in the village know him as an antique dealer? After seeing the white jade Guanyin, he started visiting all over Yujiatun, bragging about it in various ways, all to let everyone know that Brother Wang's family had a white jade Guanyin worth 10,000 yuan.

Money can be tempting; ten thousand yuan is enough to make the people in this remote, dilapidated village green with envy.

If everyone takes this matter seriously, his second visit will, to some extent, become a tool for Qian Pangzi to "fuel the flames".

The plan is now halfway complete.

Fatty Qian felt confident again and prepared to put pressure on the other party. He hoped to get a lower price, but if not, he wouldn't lose anything.

In short, it's definitely going to be profitable, and a huge one at that!
"Hmph!" Fatty Qian turned around, shook off the other man's arm, lit another cigarette, and exhaled smoke. "What? Sold it again this time?"

"Brother Qian, we can talk this over. Maybe my dad really made a mistake. Ten thousand it is." Wang Lao Er knew he was losing money, but he had no choice.

The villagers were right. If someone takes a liking to something, it's worth a fortune; if they don't, it's just an inanimate object.

His family doesn't believe in this or that, and these things have been sitting in their house for years, so they're just useless to them.

Someone offered 10,000, which is already a very high price.

Although his family wasn't in financial difficulty, it was impossible for them to come up with ten or twenty thousand yuan.

Moreover, my mother has gotten old and has many illnesses over the years. I have to go to town to get her herbal medicine every time, and she has been taking it for seven or eight years. The family fortune left by my father in his early years is now almost gone.

Wang Lao Er had originally planned to move to the city, or even the county, with his mother and the rest of their savings, so that it would be more convenient for them to do anything.

He also realized that the ten thousand yuan deal was completely against his father's original intention, but as the saying goes, if he missed out on Qian Pangzi, who would he buy from then?

Over the years, Yu Laonian's family has fallen on hard times because of his children.

Yu Dawei? How much money could he possibly earn carrying bricks in a small town?
After much deliberation, Wang Lao Er decided to sell it to Qian Pangzi for 10,000 yuan. With his family's savings, buying a house in the county wouldn't be a problem.

"Hehe, Lao Wang, business is all about mutual consent." Fatty Qian patted Wang Lao Er on the shoulder. "I'm a loyal friend. You know why I came to your house in the first place. It was entirely out of respect for your father. Like I said, for your father's sake, I could give you ten thousand. But now, I'll only offer five thousand."

Wang Lao Er was taken aback, and then he began to hesitate again. The people around him started to give him advice.

Some said not to sell, as the other party was clearly trying to drive the price down to the bone; others said to sell, since it's useless anyway, and every little bit helps.

Some even suggested that you plead with the other party, and perhaps they would give you more out of respect for your father.

Fatty Qian watched coldly, then seized the opportunity and turned to leave: "Are you selling or not! Stop dawdling. I've never seen anyone so indecisive. I'm not buying it. Do whatever you want."

Seeing the antique dealer about to leave, everyone hurriedly helped to stop him. Wang Lao Er was still hesitant, turning his head to look at the white jade Guanyin, then turning to look at Qian Pangzi who was about to leave.

"I'll sell! I'll sell! Five thousand for me!" Wang Lao Er seemed to have made up his mind; any amount of money was better than letting the food gather dust in the cabinet.

Fatty Qian's eyes lit up!
Wow, that works! Looks like I can still put pressure on them! At worst, they might change their mind later, and I can just smooth things over.

When it comes to bluffing, Fatty Qian has never been afraid of anyone!
"I'm not buying it! It hurts my pride! Your father is such a bold and powerful man, yet he gave birth to such a thing as you. You can keep this thing for yourself, I'm not putting up with it." Fatty Qian shook off the arms of the people next to him and strode out.

Wang Lao Er felt a chill in his heart. He had missed out on earning ten thousand yuan, and now it was all for naught.

His intestines were about to turn green.

The onlookers sighed in dismay; what should have been a good thing had turned into such a mess.

It's all Wang Lao Er's fault for being too greedy; he's just as insatiable as his father.

"Brother Wang, since he's not buying it, I'll offer five thousand and buy it." Yu Dawei emerged from the crowd, smiling at the other man. "Is that alright with you?"

Wang Lao Er and the villagers looked in the direction of the voice and discovered that the speaker was none other than Yu Laonian's eldest son, Yu Dawei!
Immediately, disdain and scorn began to show on everyone's faces.

Some of his peers waved his hand impatiently: "Go back to the construction site and move your bricks. This is all business in the tens of thousands. Don't get involved."

"Who says otherwise? Look at what you're wearing, and then look at that guy in his suit and tie. He's here to buy antiques properly. Don't think that just because you have a little money you can act all high and mighty like before. It's useless."

A relative with the same surname also kindly advised, "Dawei, don't come and cause trouble. This used to be yours, but now it's a separate matter. We, the Yu family, have to be respectful and not ruin other people's business."

Fatty Qian, who had already sold his house at the door, was terrified when he heard someone calling his family. His heart was pounding wildly.

Hearing everyone say this about the other person, he immediately felt relieved.

Good heavens, it turns out he's just a troublesome penniless wretch. Fatty Qian has nothing to be afraid of now.

However, having figured out Wang Lao Er's true strength, he decided to stop betting.

Thinking of this, Fatty Qian pulled his foot back, turned around and walked from the outer room to the inner room. His gaze swept over Yu Dawei, and finally looked at Wang Lao Er. He sighed and said, "Ah, Lao Wang, I never thought you were having such a hard time in the village that someone would dare to come and cause trouble for you."

“Although I don’t like you, I still have some connection with your father, and I can’t stand by and watch others bully you like this.” Fatty Qian took out five thousand yuan from the black leather bag tucked under his arm and slapped it on the edge of the kang. “Take the five thousand yuan, and don’t say anything else. I’m taking the things.”

When Wang Lao Er saw the stack of money on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), he was first stunned, then immediately moved to tears. This business deal was finally done!
Five thousand yuan is not a small amount. Anyway, with the rest of our family's savings, we can still buy a house in the county.

“Boss, that’s not fair of you. You clearly said you weren’t going to buy it, and that’s why I made the purchase. Now you’re slapping the money down here; you’re obviously trying to steal my stuff.” Yu Dawei stared calmly at the antique dealer.

Fatty Qian looked back. Although the other person looked calm, he was broad-shouldered and burly, standing at 1.8 meters tall. The aura he exuded was indescribably oppressive.

(End of this chapter)