Chapter Fifty-nine: I like to regard money as dung the most
Jiang Ge shook his head and asked the question he was concerned about.
"My great-grandfather Xu Guangqi was a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion in the Ming Dynasty. He was very obsessed with Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting, and often imitated his works. This picture was his favorite, so it has been passed down." A trace of pride appeared on the young man's face.
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"Xu Guangqi?"
Jiang Ge was a little shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that Xu Guangqi was also a famous person because of his ancestor's background.
Xu Guangqi, courtesy name Zixian, was born in Shanghai. He was a Jinshi in Wanli. He served as Minister of Rites of the Chongzhen Dynasty and as a Bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion. He was also the Second Assistant to the Cabinet.
He is a famous mathematician, astronomer, and the earliest representative of Western studies in ancient times. He learned Western knowledge and science and technology from Matteo Ricci. He devoted his life to the research of science and technology and wrote diligently. He was the first person to introduce and absorb European science and technology.
An active promoter, he made important contributions to cultural exchanges between China and the West in the 17th century.
Today, the country still retains the former residence of Xu Guangqi as a mark of commendation, but I didn't expect that his descendants would be in such a miserable state.
"Are you really a descendant of Xu Guangqi?" Jiang Ge was a little curious. If so, the value of this painting would be great. Although it is not as expensive as Tang Bohu, it is still worth tens of millions.
"Yes, but it has been separated and is considered a side branch." The young man replied.
"Oh I got it."
Hearing this, Jiang Ge understood instantly and said calmly, "In that case, I won't take advantage of you. This painting costs 300,000 yuan as a tribute to Mr. Xu."
"Three hundred thousand?"
The young man was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to increase the price instead of bargaining. He didn't care, "It's up to you!"
He looked like he didn't care about money and was back to normal.
Jiang Ge completely admired the other party. They said that literati regard money as dirt. He felt this way now.
He reluctantly paid the bill and asked with some anticipation, "Do your ancestors still have any works by Xu Guangqi? I want them all."
"There are very few works handed down from my great-grandfather. Only one copybook is still preserved, but it is the ancestral instruction and cannot be sold." The young man shook his head.
"Well, here is my business card. If you remember that you still have something from your ancestors that you want to sell, you can come to me!"
Jiang Ge was unwilling to give up and left his business card again.
He is now considered the boss, and he specially printed thousands of business cards. This is the first time he has sent them out, so it can be considered as a back-up plan.
"Okay!" The young man said in disinterest.
Jiang Ge liked people who regarded money as dirt. He happily put away his calligraphy and paintings, and walked around the market again, but never encountered anything attractive.
After simply eating something, we returned to the Xinlan Street store. At this time, the store already had a preliminary look, and the decoration was mostly completed. Li Gang and others hid at the door to eat fast food.
Several of them were covered in white dust, and it was obvious that they had just finished work and had not had time to take off their work clothes.
"Brother Jiang, you're back and you're bringing so many things with you?" Li Gang stood up to say hello, with a vigorous and upward energy in his eyes.
In the past, several people lived as beggars day by day, had no expectations for life, and had no luster in their eyes, but now they are full of energy.
Especially when I dedicate myself to work and regain my fighting spirit.
"Hello, Brother Jiang!"
"Brother Jiang is so handsome again, he seems to be floating when he walks."
Several other people also said hello.
"Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you all to a big dinner tonight, and we'll be generous in a five-star hotel."
Jiang Ge smiled and nodded, feeling high-spirited.
Today's harvest is not small. Not only did I get 10 million yuan for free, but I also got a work by Xu Guangqi. It shouldn't be difficult to sell it for tens of millions at least. This is a famous official and there is no shortage of people in the country who appreciate him.
If someone recognizes it, there will be a market.
In addition, there are some copper coins and ancient coins worth 200,000 yuan, as well as some knick-knacks to be put in the store as decorations.
After all, how can a grand facade not have one or two store-building treasures?
Entering the hall, he put things on the table, and Liu Songwen walked out with a pile of documents, "Brother Jiang, the registration of the jewelry company has been completed. Here is the expenditure. Take a look, and I
I contacted two jewelry processing workshops according to your instructions, but they didn't intend to sell it."
As he said this, he saw the calligraphy and painting on the table and suddenly became curious, "Whose calligraphy and painting are these? Did you just collect them? They look good."
"do not move!"
Jiang Ge quickly stopped the other party's movements and said seriously, "This is worth tens of millions."
"Ten million?"
"Is it just this crappy painting?"
Liu Songwen was suddenly shocked and his hands shook in fright, "You just collected this, how much did it cost?"
"Three hundred thousand!" Jiang Ge gestured with three fingers.
"Selling 300,000 yuan for 30 million, is that a fool?"
Liu Songwen was even more shocked. The profit of a hundred times was more violent than stocks. He was very envious, but he knew that he was not the material for this industry. Anyway, as long as he followed Jiang Ge, he would be prosperous.
"Fool? Maybe."
"But this is just a coincidence. We may not encounter it a few times a year."
Jiang Ge smiled and couldn't help but laugh when he thought of that young man who regarded money as dirt. He wished there were more such good people.
"That's your thing."
Liu Songwen was full of admiration.
At this time, Jiang Ge also looked at the financial income and expenditure. It cost 60,000 to register the company, more than 300,000 to decorate, and paid rent for three years, a total of 3.6 million, and the funds in the account were about 37 million.
This is still counting the 10 million I just got today.
The 130 million from the jewelry company cannot be touched. After all, Wanbao Pavilion belongs to Jiang Ge's private property without it.
The working capital of more than 30 million yuan seems to be a lot, but in fact it is very small. If you want to bet tens of millions, this does not include large-scale auctions.
"It seems that there is still some money shortage. Once the company and Wanbao Pavilion are up and running, the labor expenses alone will be tens of millions a year."
Jiang Ge sighed. Now that the personnel are not in place, if you want to hire two capable masters, the minimum annual salary will be 10 million plus commission.
We also need to acquire a jewelry processing factory, hire designers, and hire workers. 130 million is not enough.
"It seems we need to step up."
Jiang Ge decided to work harder in the past two days and go to the stone gambling site a few times to make some money.
He usually works hard to pick up mistakes, and his ability is much easier than others.
Just as he was thinking about the way forward, Liu Fei called.
"Mr. Jiang, I have some bad news for you. It seems that the negotiation for Lingling's heart source has failed, and the other party's family does not want to sell it."
"What, what's going on?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ge immediately stood up.
Lingling was his heart and soul, and he couldn't tolerate any mistakes. The hospital had obviously told him that there was no problem before, but now there was a problem.
"It sounds like Huang Haijie is responsible. I saw that he had contact with his family members." Liu Fei's voice was a little uneasy.
"Wucao, it's this guy again, just wait."
Jiang Ge became angry, swore directly, and said to Liu Songwen, "Songwen, something happened. Please bring two brothers to help me do something. Check out the director of internal medicine in the hospital named Huang Haijie."
Chapter completed!