Chapter 122: The Old Driver Takes Off

Zhang Wei had someone make silver dollars, and it took about a week before he could present a sample.

However, that time wasn't wasted. When Feng Jun got the sample and compared it with his own silver dollars, it was clear that the workmanship was more refined, even superior. The silver dollars brought out from the mobile phone realm seemed somewhat crude and shoddy by comparison, almost like fakes.

The processing fee wasn't high, after all, this was the era of mass industry; once the mold was finished, everything else was simple.

Now that Feng Jun had money, he didn't hesitate to place an order for two tons and requested the mold be kept for potential future use.

Zhang Wei found this request somewhat baffling, "Isn't this just a prop for a movie? What, are you planning to shoot a sequel?"

Feng Jun couldn't really explain, so he simply chose not to, "Just tell me straight up, can you do it or not?"