The dates under the tree have dried up

People grow up and become more mature, but my student grows younger and younger. How can we be so tug-a-tug?

Although I felt warm in my heart when the pretty girl hugged my arm, it was still not decent. Xia Shang wanted to pull his hand out, but the little girl refused to let go and clamped one of Xia Shang's hands tightly against her chest without any gap.

They pulled and tugged until they arrived at the door of Sai Mansion, attracting a lot of strange looks. Jiangnan reluctantly let go of the teacher until he was at the street corner.

I don't know what this girl has experienced, why has she changed so much?

Before leaving, she didn't forget to wave goodbye, and shouted crisply: "Goodbye, teacher, don't forget the poetry meeting in two days, the student will pick you up early in the morning."

Who would have thought that it was Sai Jiangnan with such a soft and coquettish voice? Xia Shang got goose bumps all over his body, but he couldn't help but feel happy.

Fortunately, there were few people on the street in Saifu. The wind from nowhere blew up the dust and fallen leaves on the sparsely populated street, which looked a bit desolate. In the distance, a man dressed as a merchant with his hands tucked into his sleeves, half-bent over, shrunk his neck, and walked towards him slowly. He walked straight to Xia Shang.

"Is this Mr. Xia Shang?"

"Yes."

"I am Qian Yuan, the owner of Tonghui Bank. I have something to discuss with Mr. Xia. Can I have a word with you?"

Tonghui Bank?

Xia Shang didn't know much about this, but he was a little curious, so he looked at this person a few more times. Although he felt it was a bit sudden, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

There are many alleys facing the street in Saijia. The businessman who calls himself Qian Yuan led Xia Shang into a long alley with no one around. He asked in a low voice as he walked: "Mr. Xia, I have inquired from many sources and found out that the Wuliangye liquor that has been circulating in the world recently was made by you. I also heard that you are the direct descendant of the 'Xia Family Winery'. I guess Wuliangye is the result of the improvement of Xia Family Liquor, right?"

Xia Shang nodded: "Indeed."

"Then Mr. Xia, are you willing to cooperate with Tonghui Bank?"

It is understandable for businessmen to talk about cooperation. Xia Shang did not hesitate: "I haven't thought about cooperation yet, but if Tonghui Bank is sincere enough, it is not impossible to consider it. Before that, Shopkeeper Qian can prepare a letter of intent, detailing his cooperation intention and method, and then give it to Xia. If Xia thinks it is necessary, then we can sit down and talk in detail."

"Letter of intent?"

The three words that suddenly popped up made Qian Yuan confused.

"Just explain the cooperation plan, write it down in black and white, so it's clear and well-documented."

"Mr. Xia, it's much easier to understand if you talk about the plan. If you talk about the plan, how can I come to you without preparation? Our cooperation method is very simple. As long as Mr. Xia is willing to provide the secret recipe for brewing Wuliangye, our Tonghui Bank will have sufficient funds to help you build workshops all over the world. Within two years, we can help Mr. Xia sell Wuliangye to various states and counties."

"How to divide the account?"

"80-20, Mr. Xia gets 80% and the bank gets 20%."

"Oh? Then I'm getting a big advantage, right?"

Shopkeeper Qian smiled happily: "After all, it's Mr. Xia's ancestral secret recipe, We can't take advantage of you for nothing. Do you think this method suits your taste? "

Xia Shang was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled and said, "How about this, Tonghui Bank provides one million taels of silver and gives it to Xia to operate. Within a year, the bank's one million taels of silver can be turned into ten million taels. The same 80-20 split, Tonghui Bank gets 80%, and I get 20%. After all, it's the bank that pays, I can't take advantage for nothing, right?"

The shopkeeper Qian was stunned, not knowing what he meant, and forced a smile and said, "Mr. Xia, don't joke with me."

"Since the shopkeeper Qian thinks Xia is joking, say goodbye over there."

After saying that, Xia Shang immediately quickened his pace and hurried to the front.

Xia Shang didn't believe that pie would fall from the sky. This guy clearly wanted to get the formula and kick him, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense.

After walking a few steps, a red date fell from the sky and fell on his head, which scared Xia Shang.

It turned out that I had come to a jujube tree without realizing it. There were still some overgrown red dates hanging on the tree that no one cared about. They fell down when the wind blew. Looking at the dates rolling everywhere on the ground, I suddenly wondered when I had been here before.

In an instant, Liu Xun appeared in my mind. It turned out that this was the jujube tree that led Liu Xun to the place.

It had been nearly two months since the rainstorm. Except for the rotten dates on the ground, there was no trace of fighting.

Sometimes Liu Xun would appear in Xia Shang's dreams, not because he still felt guilty about Liu Xun's death, but because he had too many questions in his heart and could not find anyone to talk to, and he didn't know what Liu Xun's final intention was.

Everything was still the waist badge that Liu Xun gave to Xia Shang in the end.

On Xia Shang's belt today, the tiger-head waist badge was inserted on it, with only a corner exposed, inconspicuous.

But today, Xia Shang understood the true meaning of this waist badge, and it became a heavy burden on him.

Just as he was thinking, Shopkeeper Qian caught up with him again: "Mr. Xia, can you reconsider it? Such a generous offer is not something you can get usually."

"Shopkeeper Qian, come and talk to me again with your sincerity." Xia Shang waved his hand without turning his head, "By the way, when I'm in a good mood."

Having said this, the negotiation is definitely not going to work out.

I thought Shopkeeper Qian would stop there, but unexpectedly, his face turned cold and he changed to a low and gloomy tone: "Mr. Xia, I advise you to think about it more, otherwise I'm worried that you won't be able to get out of this alley."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Shang's eyelids trembled slightly, stopped, turned around, and looked at Shopkeeper Qian coldly.

Shopkeeper Qian sneered, with a strange and eerie smell, no longer bowed, straightened his back, and put on an arrogant attitude: "Mr. Xia, do you think I am discussing with you? It seems that you are still a young master who is ignorant of the world. This world is not as peaceful as you think. Many things are not done just because you don't want to."

Xia Shang yawned, not caring at all, staring at a jujube that was shaking on his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Xia Shang's indifference made Qian very upset: "You little brat, it seems that you won't cry until you get into the coffin! If you know what's good for you, hand over the formula of Wuliangye, otherwise..."

"What else?"

"Haha! Why do you think I asked you to come to this deserted alley? Do you think there are only two of us around?"

Xia Shang shook his head and smiled mysteriously: "So Qian also knows that there are more than just you and me here?"

Xia Shang's words were a bit strange, and his expression was too calm, which made Qian feel a little uneasy. He couldn't help but shouted: "What are you waiting for? Get started!"

Who knew that as soon as the voice fell, three figures fell from the sky.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang...

Each of them was dressed as a gangster, with their faces covered, and they were not good characters at first glance. The three people fell to the ground in response, but they did not land on their feet, but fell together in a stacked manner.

A pool of donated blood flowed out of the three people, and there was no movement.

At this time, Xia Shang laughed softly: "Manager Qian, are you still going to discuss this business?"