"This Sihai bank is the largest bank in the territory of the Zhou Dynasty. As long as it is a town of the Zhou Dynasty, no matter how big or small, you will be able to find the semicolon of the Sihai bank. Its owner, Qian Sihai, can be called an invincible country. It is said that the wealth is unparalleled in the world."

    Knowing that his brother Jiang Fan didn''t know much about many things, Lin Wanqing accompanied Jiang Fan into the four seas bank and introduced him beside Jiang Fan.

    "Ho? Unparalleled in the world, that is to say, this money is the richest man in Zhou Dynasty?"

    Jiang Fan said at the right time.

    "The richest man? Er... Brother Jiang Fan, although your word is novel, it is also... Quite appropriate."

    Lin Wanqing blinked and then said, "brother Jiang Fan and I mentioned yesterday that the man who wanted to spend 100 yuan to buy a poem was Qian Rushan, the only son of Qian Sihai. He was also a famous dandy in Heyang city and was listed as the first of the four shaos in Heyang."

    "Money... Rushan? The name... Is really fresh and refined. But how did the richest man give birth to a mallet? He is willing to do such a big deal?"

    Jiang Fan asked curiously.

    No wonder Jiang Fan has such an idea. According to his current understanding of the world, if the prices of the two worlds are converted to each other, the purchasing power of almost a penny is equivalent to that of a dollar in his own world.

    In other words, the consistent money is basically equivalent to one thousand yuan, one hundred yuan, and of course, one hundred thousand yuan.

    Buy a poem? Just to be eligible to enter Fujiang Park, no matter what you think, it''s too much.

    "Please, brother. Everything in the world has a price, but the value of something is not how much the seller wants to sell, but how much the buyer is willing to spend. Therefore, in poetry, if someone is willing to spend money to buy, it is valuable. As for how much the buyer thinks it is worth, it is only related to his preferences, not his mind."

    Suddenly a voice sounded beside me.

    Jiang Fan turns around and finds that he is an elegant young master, shaking his folding fan and looking at himself with a smile.

    But Jiang Fan''s attention did not fall on the noble childe. Although the noble childe''s clothes are luxurious and expensive, by contrast, they are still a little dim.

    Because the precious childe''s hands are full of valuable rings at a glance.

    Yes... Ten fingers, one on each finger!

    Pearly and dazzling, but... Full of the temperament of nouveau riche.

    Jiang Fan''s mouth could not help twitching. He saluted with his fist and said, "how do you call me?"

    "It''s easy to say. I''m the mallet in my brother''s mouth just now."

    Your childe also hugged his fist and replied with a smile.

    "Ah? Hammer? Money... Like a mountain?"

    "If false, replace it."

    It''s a very positive answer. It''s also in the general number of banks all over the world. Of course, it''s impossible to pretend.

    Jiang Fan''s face was slightly stiff.

    It''s really embarrassing to be caught by the party behind the truth.

    "Oh, it''s brother Qian. I''ve heard a lot about him. Nice to meet you. Brother Qian''s name is like thunder! I''ve admired him for a long time, but I haven''t been able to see him. It''s better to meet him than to meet him today."

    Jiang Fan suddenly grabbed Qian Rushan''s right hand and swung up and down.

    His face was full of smiles, and he said brightly.

    It''s just that the foreword doesn''t match the Afterword. It sounds too perfunctory

    Lin Wanqing couldn''t help turning his head. He looked like he couldn''t bear to be seen. I didn''t know this man at all.

    Qian Rushan also had a dull face. He let Jiang Fan hold his hand like this. His brain couldn''t turn for a moment.

    It''s all about... What a mess?

    I''ve heard a lot about you? Didn''t you just hear my name for the first time? And say my name is fresh and refined?

    After ridicule, he scolded me with a mallet and was caught face to face by me. At least he should be a little ashamed?

    How can you suddenly say these words so enthusiastically? This is more shameless than me!

    Qian Rushan''s mind turned to electricity and looked at Jiang Fan''s eyes, which couldn''t help becoming more complicated.

    I just finished the account in the general number, and just heard the other party''s evaluation of myself when I came out. I didn''t have any bad intention, just wanted to tease the other party and relieve the depression of being scolded as a club and hammer.

    But how did you meet such a... Best?

    Who''s teasing who?!

    Forget it, there''s no need to talk too much with such people. It''s a waste of time.

    Thinking of this, Qian Rushan pulled back his hand, hugged his fist and said with a forced smile: "ha ha, since you have come to my four seas bank, you should also have something to do. I won''t disturb you. Help yourself, brother."

    With that, Qian Rushan planned to leave with his entourage.

    Just as he turned sideways, he was blocked by Jiang Fan again. His eyebrows were wrinkled and he was quite unhappy. He was waiting to scold, but he suddenly heard the other party say again: "young master Qian, why are you in a hurry to leave? Naturally, someone else will do things here, but you can talk about a deal with young master Qian."

    Talk to me about business?

    Qian Rushan was stunned and immediately said with a smile, "brother, I think your people are going to exchange money tickets because they keep moving in copper money. This kind of business... Don''t talk to me."

    "Hey, what kind of business is this without any technical content? Mr. Qian, I mean, don''t you want to buy a poem one hundred times? As long as you can meet the standard of entering Fujiang park? I can write this kind of poem."

    Jiang Fan said with a smile.

    "Can you write?"

    Qian Rushan looked down at Jiang Fan. A suspicious look appeared on his face and said, "may I ask your name?"

    "Jiang Fan, Mr. Qian can call you as you like."

    Jiang Fan

    Qian Rushan frowned again. After thinking carefully in his mind, he determined that he had heard the name for the first time.

    A bad look appeared on his face, and his tone became cold and hard. He said, "don''t entertain Qian, son Jiang. Although my Qian family is only a merchant, no one can bully!"

    "The Fujiang garden is only open to the outside world once a year during the reunion festival. Not only the young talents near Heyang city will flock to it, but also some famous young talents will come in the whole Zhou Dynasty."

    "These people have a very high standard of poetry. In order to compete for a limited number of places in the park, they will do everything they can. Childe Jiang may have some talent, but since his reputation is not obvious, his talent must be limited. Even if I am really a mallet, I don''t have the habit of throwing money at random."

    These words are very impolite.

    But Jiang Fan was not angry, but said with a smile: "we don''t know each other well. It''s normal for Mr. Qian to doubt, so I can write a song first and ask Mr. Qian to evaluate it. If you think it''s good, Mr. Qian will pay the bill again. How about it?"