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Chapter 402 The money belongs to others

Qin Fei stopped Xiao Liu, and he didn't say a word, just waited silently in the elevator.

Who knew that Old Feng refused to give up after seeing such a situation, and his words became even more ugly.

"Major Sun, there are actually some things I know I shouldn't say, but you should also know my old man's character."

"On so many TV shows, when did you see me give up?"

"I know you haven't spoken now, because you don't want to answer this question, but I still say the same thing, old man."

"It's better for us to let professional people do such professional things."

"Like those people who are fooling around, it's better to keep them away!"

At this moment, City Chief Sun was looking at Qin Fei.

Fortunately, Qin Fei didn't show any expression.

Only then did Mayor Sun take a long breath.

After all, this Master Tan has cultivated himself well, otherwise he would not know what troubles will happen today.

This old Feng is really true. Although he is a professor and a folklorist, it is his fault for speaking like this.

Qin Fei endured him twice, which was already the limit.

If it happens again who knows what will happen?
Thinking of this, Mayor Sun spoke up.

"Old Feng. I agree with what you said."

"However, since this is a cultural conference held in the city, of course there will be no barriers."

"Our master Qin is a well-known figure in the antique world. You should know that people who make antiques should be very familiar with the history of all dynasties."

"Not only that, but they also need to know more about the customs and customs of various places, otherwise, they will lose money."

"I have seen Master Qin's ability in this area before, and I can see it with my own eyes!"

In the last four words, City Chief Sun deliberately emphasized his tone. He wanted to shut up Mr. Feng, but this old man has become a habit of relying on his elders to sell his elders. Instead of paying attention to his criticism, he even grinned.

"Leader, that's what I said, but antiques and culture are not the same thing after all."

"Businessmen value profits, all they care about is money!"

What the hell!

Xiao Liu couldn't hold back at all: "What are you talking about, old man!"

"money?"

"If you don't have money, you can stay here now? I didn't know you were eating cornbread in that earthen hut!"

"you!"

After being choked by him, Old Feng lost his temper even more, pinched his waist, and stared at him fiercely.

"You little bastard, do you have a place to speak here!"

"Does that have your share?"

Finally, Qin Fei spoke.

It's not that he can't help it anymore, but he's mainly worried that if it goes on like this, Xiao Liu will be in trouble if he can't help it later.

Among other things, this old man really has his own strengths and weaknesses in his age.

It doesn't matter whether Sun City looks good or not on the face, just blackmailing you is unbearable.

Qin Fei is very rich, but he doesn't want his money to be taken away in that way.

"What did you say!"

Seeing that he had made a sound, Old Feng shifted the focus of the attack and stared at him fiercely.

"You boy, say what you said just now!"

"I said, do you have the right to speak here now?"

Qin Fei paused and said, "I don't know why you look down on me, but it's normal for businessmen to make huge profits."

"Besides, I don't know where the old man's confidence is. How many people in Yucheng have been solved by my group?"

"I built another antique platform, which allows players in Yucheng and even the whole country to avoid the traps and pits of foreigners."

"Fair trade, free buying and selling, and my management fee is the lowest ever."

"Have you done these things?"

Since Qin Fei expelled the group of foreigners, he has really purified the atmosphere of the local antique industry in Yucheng.

The same goes for the Xishan Lingguang Society, which he destroyed before. He made many people avoid the trap directly.

In this regard, the contribution he made was not ordinary.

As for the tax or something, there is no need to say.

Like ordinary antique shops, their taxes are prepared in advance. Even if the transaction is several hundred million a year, then only three to five million tax bills are enough.

Even some people, because the antique transaction is tantamount to a private transaction to a certain extent, can avoid tax completely, but Qin Fei did not do so.

Whether it is Ting Yuzhai or his Shantang Group, there has never been any problem in terms of taxes.

This was also one of the reasons why Chief Mayor Sun valued him.

Old Feng was speechless at once.

Elder Wang beside him suddenly smiled: "Master Qin, what you said is wrong."

"We really can't do what you said, because we are not on the same line at all."

"But what we can do, you can't do it either."

"The old man is right."

Qin Fei just wanted to stop the quarrel, not to argue with him, it was completely unnecessary, so at this moment he just smiled lightly and said nothing more.

Elder Wang didn't ask any further questions, and followed the elevator to the accommodation.

"That's it, two old gentlemen, please."

"and many more!"

A secret art surnamed Wu from City Chief Sun said respectfully, but old man Feng has come to trouble again.

"Is our residence here?"

"Yes."

Secretary Wu said with a smile: "You and the accommodation of the expert team are all on this floor."

"Is he too?"

Old Feng was referring to Qin Fei.

Secretary Wu shook his head: "No, Mr. Qin's residence is upstairs."

"upstairs?"

Feng Lao spat hard: "Why, is this going to let him press on our heads?"

Mayor Sun: "..."

If possible, he is willing to give up his identity and scold him at this moment to have a good time.

This old man doesn't know what kind of madness he has, why is it endless!
"Old Feng, the hotel is arranged like this, and there is no other meaning."

Mayor Sun was trying his best to control himself: "And Mr. Tan paid for it at his own expense, we don't need to arrange it, so it doesn't mean what you said."

"hope so!"

Feng Lao cocked his neck: "It's best like this, well, we're going to rest!"

After finishing speaking, the old man dragged the others down the elevator. At first, Mayor Sun planned to accompany them for a while, but after the nonsense just now, only Secretary Wu took them to the room.

City Chief Sun came to Qin Fei's room.

"what!"

As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Liu hummed and cursed.

Mayor Sun also smiled wryly.

Only Qin Fei took care of their emotions: "Forget it, the old man may feel uncomfortable, so it doesn't matter if you say a few more words, it's not painful anyway."

"Master Qin, thank you!"

City Chief Sun directly pulled his arm, shaking it: "It's much better if you think about it that way."

"I'm not familiar with Mr. Feng, but I heard about his character and temper, so I thought..."

"It's because I didn't think carefully. I didn't expect that literati would be so light!"

Mayor Sun really regretted it. Although the old man was well-known as a folklore expert, he seemed insignificant compared with Qin Fei, the employer who provided the money.

There are plenty of experts, but few people are willing to pay!
Mayor Sun is already thinking about whether to separate them into hotels and arrange them, otherwise who knows what kind of weird things the old man will say later.

Really offended Qin Fei, the consequences would be disastrous.

If people insisted on withdrawing their capital, even he, the city leader, would be powerless to stop it.

Money belongs to others!

(End of this chapter)