Chapter 6: Business idea

Since Song Ye entered the door, he has always been only when the other party is a child of no less.
But when the last sentence landed, he suddenly murmured in his heart, and couldn't help looking at the child in front of him again.
Obviously the same shabby clothes, heavy enough to not see the bangs of the face, but if the arc drawn by the corner of the mouth seems to be absent, it is obviously laughing, but it gives a feeling of extraordinarily cold, the whole person's breath is also This icy cold completely changed.
"What do you ... want to do?" Zhao Zhen frowned, alert. If the jade in the hand in the previous second was a citron, then this second would become a hot potato, because he was not sure if it was something the opponent used to design him.
Jade's business is profitable no matter how small, sometimes the inside story between peer competition is even darker and scarier.
In the face of scrutinizing the pressing people, Song Ye still looked indifferent, but his arm was slightly raised, and he instantly grasped the jade back into his own hands. The action was fast, and he couldn't help but order Zhao Zhen to be dumbfounded. It ’s too little to know. You want a piece of emerald, and I want to start a business. This transaction is reasonable. "
From the entrance she noticed that the jewellery in this shop was not in good condition, and Zhao Zhen's eagerness to buy jadeite was a sign of his current predicament.
Song Ye considers himself to be mutually beneficial and there is nothing exceptional.
But these words come from the mouth of a 15-year-old girl, which is an incredible thing in itself. Zhao Zhen even thought that he didn't hear clearly, "Entrepreneurship?"
"Well, I'm very interested in gambling stones, and hope to cooperate with Uncle Zhao." Song Ye sat back at the table, playing with the jadeite in his hand, and didn't feel that what he said would shock others.
Rao is no matter how good-tempered Zhao Zhen is, at this moment, he is a little bit angry. He braces his face and twitches his lips. "Oh, if my younger sister wants to play with each other, I wo n’t be accompanied. Now. "
He has really been distressed about good jade resources recently, but this does not mean that he will be hot-headed and follow a child to make trouble.
After being rejected, Song Ye did not show impatience. Instead, she stood up, throwing the emerald in her hand, and suddenly saw Zhao Zhen's heart and liver were trembling. I thought this little ancestor was not bad for money or crazy. Don't accidentally break this baby.
Seeing Zhao Zhen's pain in his face, Song Ye said quietly again, "Since Uncle Zhao has no intention of cooperating, let's make a deal of 300,000." The voice fell, the green light in that hand flashed, and precision fell back to Zhao Zhen .
The heavy weight made Zhao Zhen's eyes stare and he couldn't help but hold the jadeite. "Three hundred thousand transactions, don't you regret it?"
"Well, cash payment, I don't have a card." Song Ye nodded indifferently, apparently dispelled the idea of ​​buying shares.
But the more relaxed she was, the more tangled Zhao Zhen was, with a price difference of hundreds of thousands. Since she knew that she was losing money, why did she still want to make this sale? Doesn't it care about money or ...
As if seeing through his mind, Song Ye walked by the glass window in the shop and said casually: "Uncle Zhao, there is something in your hands, I will find a good product in the future, and then come to buy and sell."
what? Does she have a way?
Today, Zhao Zhen was really frightened a lot, he opened a rare jadeite, and he was fooled by the subtle attitude of the Song Yeren.
But looking at her style, Zhao Zhen believes that the original stone is not a so-called heirloom, and she does have a way to get good jade resources.
Thinking of this, he suddenly became hot while holding the palm of the emerald.
"The remaining 400,000, I will give you 30% of the storefront."
This means that Zhao Zhen agreed to the cooperation between the two.
But he didn't find the light shining in Song Ye's eyes facing his appreciation of jewelry.
Of course, she has no resources. Whether it is a family treasure or a follow-up sale, it is all a means of cheating Zhao Zhen.
For Song Ye, who is familiar with crime in his heart, it is easy to deal with sincere businessmen like Zhao Zhen. Of course, she doesn't worry about the other side, and one day, she will let the other side see what a miserable world is.
Three hundred thousand was credited, but the contract could not be completed until tomorrow. Song Ye waved his hand to show that the sky would come again to deal with it, and then turned out of the jewelry store.
Zhao Zhen stood in front of the door, looking at the girl with a big cash of 300,000 in the street, and then looked at the emerald in her hand, always felt that the night was ghostly, and everything came a little too real.
The sky had completely darkened, and the Chinese lanterns were at the beginning, and the winter in the north became even colder at night.
Going to a corner, Song Yeshun threw 300,000 cash into the space, touched his dry belly, and decided to go for a meal first, and toil the tortured small body.
I still remember that when I entered the organization for inspection in the last life, she realized that she had missed the optimal development period, which caused her height to stay at 1.65 meters, and once again, she didn't want to be inferior.
God gave her a second life, then she would eat well, drink well, and mix well!
In the end, she was seduced by the aroma of the stalls in Linjiang, because a feast of ice fishing had just been held, and there was a lot of seafood on the stall.
Song Ye was wearing a shabby gray cotton jacket and stood at the door. The boss ’s brows frowned enough to pinch the flies. Because it was the peak of the meal and the shop was full, she waved her hands if she wanted to.
Go, go, no Do n’t block the entrance of the store and prevent me from doing business. I have no leftovers for you.

This is not polite at all, and the volume is not diminished at all. Guests near the door are smirking, and the smile at the corner of the mouth is mocking.
Song Ye looked down at her dress, um ... it was a bit bad, but she didn't reach out for food either. The boss was too snobbish.
"Stir-fried shrimp, sizzling squid, steamed sea bass, rice noodles with crabs ..." She raised her eyes and scanned the menu above, her clear voice was not high or low, and she was still clear in the noise.
Just before she finished reading, the boss was embarrassed and hurried at her impatiently, "Hey, it's you, what's the trouble, still unhappy ..." Go away.
The words were not over. A fluttering old man's head came to her hand, a number of one hundred successfully blocked her mouth, and the other party paid too fast, and she did not respond for a long time.
"Another sauerkraut clam soup, give money first, then serve, what's the problem." Song Ye finished this sentence, and sat down directly at the table in the corner.
The tables near the door suddenly quieted, and no one expected that this poor girl would be an old man's head.
It took a long time for the boss to shake her hand and swallowed her mouth. She felt that the young girl had bet on her body, and her eyes were cold.