Chapter 99: The big guys gather together
Chapter 99: The big guys gather together (Part 4) ()
Since the other party came to his house, he must have something to ask of him. If he went out to greet him, it would be lowering his status. Then the other party would take him too seriously and might even deliberately cheat him.
Although such scheming is not Yang Xiaofan's style, when one becomes famous, he is prone to gossip. Sometimes, being amiable is not as good as being superior.
The other party might even have to flatter him.
This is human nature.
as predicted.
After the village chief and others went out to greet Zhang Shiyi, they were all very respectful and had fawning expressions on their faces, just like the brainless villains in novels.
However, Zhang Shiyi just greeted them with a gentle smile on the surface. In fact, his eyes did not linger on anyone and were staring straight at Yang Xiaofan.
After a brief chat with the village chief and the others, Zhang Shiyi came straight to Yang Xiaofan and said with a smile:
"Mr. Yang, right? I've heard of your great name for a long time and have always wanted to meet you. Unfortunately, I've been so busy at the company that I haven't been able to find the time. I came here specially today to visit you, I hope you don't mind."
The other person stretched out his hand, and Yang Xiaofan also stretched out his hand and shook it gently.
"Mr. Zhang, you are too polite. You are very busy and I am just a student. It is my honor that you can come to see me."
"No, no, I dare not say that. With your current status, not to mention me, even the top wealthy people in the city and province have to respect you when they meet you."
"Mr. Zhang, you're welcome."
Just a few simple words caused Yang's father, the village chief, Yang Xiaomei and the others to feel a surge of shock in their hearts.
You know, Zhang Shiyi is a well-known figure in the county and a truly talented and hardworking entrepreneur.
People like him must have more than one or two thousand employees under him!
As a result, he was so respectful to Yang Xiaofan. One can imagine how high Yang Xiaofan's status was.
Although Yang Xiaofan had demonstrated his financial strength before, money and status are two completely different concepts.
If Zhang Shiyi hadn't come, Yang Xiaofan would have been just the richest man in the village, respected by all the villagers.
Zhang Shiyi came and was so respectful to Yang Xiaofan, so his status instantly rose to the level of Zhang Shiyi, or even above Zhang Shiyi!
This is a completely different concept.
At this moment, the village chief and others had to change their respect for Yang Xiaofan into the same worship they did for Zhang Shiyi!
This also made Yang Xiaomei even more sad and regretful.
She really wanted to slap herself hard now. Why was she so stupid in the beginning? Was she fooled by those spicy snacks, candied haws, MP3 and other rubbish in the mountains?
If she had persisted and stayed with Yang Xiaofan at the beginning, wouldn't she be respected by people like Zhang Shiyi now?
There would be no need to speak to Zhang Shiyi in a servile manner like now.
She felt as if she had missed out on 10 billion yuan, and her heart was bleeding.
Yang Xiaofan, after a few simple polite remarks, invited Zhang Shiyi to sit down and got straight to the point:
"Mr. Zhang, you have a lot of things to deal with every day. You probably don't have the time to come to my farmyard. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Zhang Shiyi chuckled, revealing a simple and honest look that was inconsistent with his scheming.
"Mr. Yang is right. I actually have something I would like to ask you for help with."
Qin Nuanyu brought a cup of tea and handed it to Yang Xiaofan. Yang Xiaofan took a sip and said calmly:
"Tell me, if it's not a big deal, I can help."
"This matter is not big, but it is not small either. I just want to ask for a painting."
"Looking for paintings? Then you can just go to the Subei Auction. All my paintings are sold from that place now. I won't sell paintings privately."
Hearing this, Zhang Shiyi immediately pleaded:
"Mr. Yang, I really like your paintings and would like to request an authentic one. To be honest, I have already been to the Subei Auction House, but they only auction a few paintings every day. Before it is my turn, they have already been taken by others. So, I have no choice but to resort to this last resort and come to you in person. Please don't mind."
When the village chief saw this scene, his eyes rolled. This was a good opportunity to flatter someone.
Since Zhang Shiyi wants a painting, if I help him and get a painting, he will owe me a favor in the future. What's so difficult about it?
Thinking of this, he immediately stepped forward and said with a smile:
"Xiao Fan, since you can draw, and Mr. Zhang likes it, you can just draw a picture for him. We are all from the same county, and it's not like you will lose a piece of your wealth."
Yang Xiaofan glanced at him unhappily, not even bothering to use a respectful title, and directly called him by his nickname.
"Yang Lao Er, you are making it sound easy. This matter concerns the rules of my company. If I paint casually outside, people will not go to my auction house to buy things, but will come to me to buy paintings. Then my company will be ruined, right? This is going to tear my tendons and skin me, and you still think I won't lose a piece of meat?"
"How can it be so serious? It's just a painting. If it doesn't work, I'll pay you ten times the money and you can paint a picture for Mr. Zhang. That should be fine, right?"
Yang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Yang Lao Er, are you serious? You want to give Mr. Zhang a painting? And you want to give me ten times the price?"
"Of course it's true! How could such a small thing be false? It's just buying a painting, not gold or silver."
Zhang Shiyi immediately frowned and scolded.
"Don't be silly. Can you afford Mr. Yang's paintings? Don't be so disrespectful to Mr. Yang."
Are you kidding? He had finally found Yang Xiaofan and met him in person. This was his only chance to ask for a painting. Yang Laoer, that idiot, actually dared to talk nonsense and show off here. If he annoyed Yang Xiaofan and he didn't draw for him, wouldn't he be at a loss?
By then, his heart will bleed.
Yang Lao Er waved his hands without caring at all and laughed:
"Mr. Zhang, don't worry. Although I am not as rich as you, I can still afford to buy a painting. Besides, Xiaofan and I are from the same village. According to seniority, he has to call me second uncle. Xiaofan, you have to give me this face, right? Just draw a picture for Mr. Zhang."
Yang Xiaofan nodded.
"Of course I can. If someone else asks me to paint, I can't. But since your village chief is asking me to paint for you personally, how can I not give you a little face?"
Yang Laoer was extremely pleased with these words. He felt very proud and smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face were all blooming.
However, Yang Xiaofan's next words made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave.
(End of this chapter)