The growth system comes at the age of 30

Chapter 86 Remember to Treat Me to Dinner
Li Beixing's father's name is Li Qiangguang.

Not many people may know this name, but when it comes to Hongqi Agriculture, it is still quite well-known in Jiangbei.

Li Qiangguang was able to rise from a small team leader of the North Transport Group to a billionaire today. Not only was he extremely lucky at the right time, but he also had strong personal abilities.

At least compared to others, he has a unique vision.

The so-called North Transport Group was responsible for transporting vegetables produced in the South in winter to sell in the north because there were not many vegetables available in the north in winter.

At that time, many rural areas in Jiangbei and even several nearby cities grew economic vegetables such as peppers, green peppers, cucumbers, etc. In order to ensure the freshness of the fruits and vegetables, farmers got up at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night to pick them, and then sent them to the Beiyun Station at five o'clock to be weighed one by one, loaded and shipped on the spot.

If you are a minute late, the other car will leave and your car will be gone, so it is better to arrive early than late.

Li Qiangguang didn't receive much education. After graduating from junior high school, he failed to get into high school and started working.

The years in the Beijing Transport Group were very tiring, but I gained a lot of knowledge.

Later, I decided to start my own business, still in the vegetable transportation industry.

From the initial one car, we gradually expanded to ten cars, and then signed long-term supply contracts with large-scale growers in the surrounding areas. We even started to get involved in large-scale planting and learned the advanced full-chain development models of the agricultural industry in other provinces and cities.

Today, it has become a leading enterprise in the Jiangbei industry.

There have been gains and losses over the years, but overall I have made a lot of money and my wealth has continued to grow.

Li Qiguang didn't know much about business management, but he remembered that a boss once told him, "I'll pay you for your work, and if you do a good job, I'll pay you more!"

Every time we paid everyone their salaries or bonuses, we did so in cash. Everyone lined up and walked past the tall wall of cash.

For the part that is less than one hundred, we will pay it as one hundred.

Everyone privately said: "Boss Li is a righteous man!"

Li Qiangguang doesn’t have many hobbies, fishing is one of them, and the other thing he has been interested in in the past two years is calligraphy and painting.

Fortunately, he is quite restrained and only buys works that are worth no more than six figures, mainly for appreciation.

This is because he knows that the calligraphy and painting business is extremely lucrative, and if he invests too much money in it, he will easily be targeted by others and they will collude with him to set him up.

He is rich, but he doesn't want to be taken advantage of.

……

Today, Li Qiangguang came to the company as usual to take a look and hold a small meeting to handle some matters.

After that, I sit in the office, drink tea and listen to audio novels.

At this time, Fatty Liu, the boss of Desheng Ecological Agriculture next door, came over with a smile.

"Brother Guang! Come, how about this calligraphy I just collected?"

Fatty Liu’s real name is Liu Deqiang. He is engaged in forest chicken farming. He almost lost all his money due to the bird flu that year, but he managed to turn things around and survive, and his business is growing bigger and bigger.

Although he is not as rich as Li Qiangguang, he is not weak either. At least he is doing well in Jiangbei.

Like Li Qiangguang, he likes fishing and collecting calligraphy and paintings.

Li Qiguang took a closer look and said in surprise, "Not bad, it's from Fan Baochong? If it's real, it must be expensive."

Fatty Liu was somewhat proud: "Brother Guang's appreciation level has improved very quickly."

Li Qiguang chuckled: "Well, after making some mistakes, everyone knows that they need to improve. You are good at it, so I can't be too bad. But why do I feel that your calligraphy is a bit casual?"

Fatty Liu smacked his lips. "Although Fan Baochong is famous, he has a high output, and many of his words are used as favors, which is indeed a bit casual. But most people only care about his fame. Guess how much I got for this one?"

"25?"

"Almost. Add a little more."

"If you like it, it's not expensive. Fan Baochong's calligraphy is clearly priced in the market."

"..."

Two big bosses, whose combined diplomas are not even enough to buy a college diploma, sit together, drinking tea and appreciating calligraphy and paintings. To outsiders, it may seem a bit pretentious, but it is also a manifestation of a love of learning and ambition.

If you don’t enjoy the money you earn, then isn’t it a waste of money?

As long as they don't get involved in gambling or drugs, and don't rashly get involved in areas they are not familiar with, they can't be considered as spendthrifts given the speed at which they spend money.

"father!"

At this time, Li Beixing knocked on the door and came in.

"Oh, isn't this North Star?" Fatty Liu was surprised.

Li Beixing smiled and said, "Hello, Uncle Liu. Long time no see."

Her family has known the Liu family for many years, and she also knows their daughter, and they have a pretty good relationship.

"Yeah, we haven't seen each other for a while." Fatty Liu smiled.

Li Qiguang asked: "Beixing, what are you doing here?"

Li Beixing smiled with his eyes narrowed: "Didn't I say I helped you get a piece of calligraphy a few days ago? Uncle Huang has it framed, and I'll send it directly to you today."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Liu immediately became interested: "Oh? Which famous artist's work is this?"

Li Beixing waved his hands quickly: "He's not a famous writer, just a friend. I thought he wrote well, so I asked him to write one for my dad."

Fatty Liu was a little envious: "What a filial daughter, Brother Guang, your daughter is much better than my daughter. My daughter only knows how to ask me for money."

Li Qiangguang chuckled: "Do you still need that little money? Besides, if you don't spend it on her, be careful that other men will spend it on her."

When Fatty Liu heard this, he felt a sharp pain in his cheek and said quickly, "Look at the words."

Under the gaze of the two, Li Beixing quickly took out his work and showed it.

Fatty Liu immediately exclaimed, "This word... is quite interesting."

At first glance, it seems vulgar, but at second glance, it is full of charm. The pen shape and brushwork are unique, not inferior to contemporary masters.

There is something special about it. Li Qiguang had seen it before and thought it was very much to his liking. Now that it has been framed, it feels even more perfect.

At least it's much better than the one hanging in his office now.

Suddenly he was pleased: "Yeah, I think it's good too."

Fatty Liu's expression became more serious: "Not only good, but also very good! How much did you buy it for?"

"Twenty thousand."

"Sure, sure! It's a good deal!"

"How's that compared to your Fan Baochong?"

"..."

Well, one is a high-end assembly line, and the other is a small workshop high-end custom-made product.

Fatty Liu had a conflicted expression and smacked his lips.

Well, actually, the moment he found it difficult to make a decision, Fan Baochong's work had already lost.

After all, the other party is just an ordinary author who is unknown to the public, while Fan Baochong has long been famous all over the world.

However, it is not a problem if you don’t know the goods, but it is a problem if you compare the goods.

I originally thought I had struck gold by spending 27 yuan to buy a piece of calligraphy by contemporary master Fan Baochong. But who would have thought that the quality of this piece of calligraphy, which was given by a daughter to her father as a gift, was as good as that of a famous calligrapher.

This made him feel a little embarrassed.

The key is only 20,000 yuan!

Twenty thousand! What kind of bike do you want at this price?

Sometimes he and his friends spend more than this amount on a meal!

Buy it and hang it in the office. It will at least make you happy for several days. Isn't it more cost-effective than a dinner party?

Fatty Liu looked at the signature and asked curiously, "Why haven't I heard of the name Chen Jingle? Who is the new disciple of the calligraphy master? Where is he from?"

Li Beixing smiled and said, "He is not a disciple of some big boss. He practiced by himself. We are from Jiangbei."

"There are such hidden talents in Jiangbei?!" Fatty Liu widened his eyes.

Li Qiangguang laughed at the side: "You underestimated him, right? Jiangbei has more than two million people, so isn't it normal for a few talented people to emerge? Didn't Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, who had a team from just one county, eventually rule the country?"

"Well, that's the point."

Fatty Liu nodded, looked at Li Beixing, and smiled like a big-bellied Buddha: "Well, Beixing, can you help your uncle ask if your friend has any other works? It just needs to be not worse than your father's. The price is negotiable."

Li Beixing glanced at her father first, and seeing that he was smiling and silent, she blinked and said, "Okay, Uncle Liu, I'll ask him later to see if he can customize one for you."

"This is good, this is good!"

Fatty Liu was delighted: "I remember you were teaching at No. 8 Middle School, right? I'll ask the Crocodile Ecological Park to send you tickets for two classes. If you're free on Saturdays and Sundays, you can take the teachers and students on a group autumn outing. We'll have a car to pick you up!"

Li Beixing was surprised and said quickly: "Thank you Uncle Liu~"

Fatty Liu waved his hand and said, "It's no big deal. I'm very happy that my student brother is very popular!"

"..."

……

The two elders continued chatting in the office, and Li Beixing walked outside to the corridor.

Sent a message to Chen Jingle: "Someone sent you money."

"what?"

Chen Jingle, who had just finished lunch, was stunned for two seconds when he saw the message, thinking that the other party had sent it to the wrong person.

Li Beixing explained: "It's calligraphy. Some people are willing to spend 20,000 yuan to buy a piece of your calligraphy, and they are even willing to pay more."

Chen Jingle was stunned.

Twenty thousand? !
I'm rough, is this true?
Has my work opened up the market?
And the price is negotiable?
He couldn't believe it for a moment: "Teacher Li, are you sure you are not kidding me?"

Li Beixing was a little angry and amused: "Does teasing you have food to eat?"

Chen Jingle thought about it and said, "Yes, it is true."

If I help introduce business to him, doesn't that mean I have to treat him to a meal?
Li Beixing raised his lips slightly: "Okay, remember to treat me to a meal after this is done."

"If it's true, then you must invite me!"

Although Chen Jingle was very happy, he was not carried away: "Tell me what your request is first."

Li Beixing was a little embarrassed, and was so happy: "I forgot to ask, the buyer is a middle-aged uncle in his fifties, the owner of Desheng Ecological Agriculture, who does forest chicken breeding business. I originally wanted to ask you if you have any works, and I took the initiative to say that I can help with customization. You won't blame me, right?"

Chen Jingle didn't care: "It can be customized anyway. Just write whatever the customer wants. They've paid for it."

"That's good."

Li Beixing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurried back to the office: "Uncle Liu, my friend said it's okay. Do you have any requirements for the content and size of the work?"

Fatty Liu thought: "It doesn't matter what you write. What matters is the calligraphy's momentum. The words you write should be understandable to ordinary people and praised by cultured people. Your father's 'Heaven rewards hard work' is very good. The size should be about the same."

"Okay, I'll pass it on for you."

Li Beixing repeated Fatty Liu's original words.

After reading the message, Chen Jingle was thoughtful.

"Okay, I understand."

(End of this chapter)