After listening to his subordinates report on the Song brothers' background, Li Tianming fell into deep thought again. Things were much more complicated than he had estimated. He did not expect that the Luoyang cultural and entertainment market would be so deep.

After unifying Mangshan, Li Tianming's confidence expanded unprecedentedly. He originally thought that as long as he dealt with Prince Ma, other tomb robbers in Luoyang would naturally obey orders. Unexpectedly, Prince Ma had such a powerful backer with the Song brothers behind him.

After finding out the details of the Song brothers, Li Tianming couldn't help but sigh that he was really observing the sky.

There are really people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains. The Luoyang cultural and entertainment market controlled by the Song brothers is actually so huge.

In comparison, the little deal between myself and the leader is just a drop in the ocean of the entire Luoyang antique market.

What is even more worrying is that whether it is manpower or wealth, his current strength is completely incomparable to the Song brothers. When he meets such an opponent, Li Tianming thought of an idiom: hitting a stone with an egg.

He now understands where Prince Ma's contemptuous expression comes from - with such a powerful person as his backer, let alone a little Li Tianming, even if... ten Li Tianmings tied together, they may not be the opponent of the Song brothers.

However, Li Tianming is not so easy to retreat. He has seen strong winds and waves, and has experienced life and death several times. Could it be that the Song brothers can easily block the pace of progress?

He understood that opportunities are often hidden in crises. Although the strength is huge, this is a great opportunity for Li Tianming. As long as the Song brothers are dealt with, then the entire Luoyang antique market will be my world?

Li Tianming's confidence makes sense. You are in the light and I am in the dark. Although I am not enough to compete head-on, using evil tricks is Li Tianming's specialty.

What Li Tianming wants to do now is to layout and lay out a carefully designed and seamless overall situation!

Dragon Head, don’t think that I will accomplish nothing without you. I want to let you see that I, Li Tianming, can also conquer the sky!

Li Tianming scanned his subordinates, Niu Da, Jinyin brothers, Dawu... all the elites were here. Looking at their expressions, Li Tianming knew that they were fearless, and they believed in me, Li Tianming!

Success and defeat the enemy!

The duel begins!

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. This time, either you die or I die.

...

Ten days later, the emperor was at the sixth day of the earthenware pavilion.

This is the most famous teahouse in Luoyang City. The owner is a talented and very dedicated person, and the entire teahouse is decorated in antique style. It is said that many of the famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the teahouse walls are genuine, and even the tables, chairs and screens in the store are mahogany furniture, which is quite grand.

People with status in Luoyang City are proud to be able to drink a pot of tea in Dixiang Pavilion.

Every day, there are endless literati and poets coming here to be elegant, and the store is often full of guests. Sometimes, I drink a pot of tea in Dixiang Pavilion, and even make an appointment in advance.

There is a quiet and elegant seat on the second floor, which is the only empty private room in the store - no matter how big the customer is or how high the price is, this private room will not accept customers.

Because this is where Song Biao and Song Boss talk about business.

Even if he doesn't come, the private room must be left empty, which is called Jianghu status.

Today, Boss Song, who had not appeared for a long time, appeared in Dixiang Pavilion, and everyone whispered to each other - it was time to discuss big business again.

After nodding and greetings with someone he knew, Song Biao entered the private room alone.

The waiter had prepared tea sets and hot water, and Song Biao sat alone on the teahouse to drink by himself.

This teahouse is also very particular. The entire chopping board is carved from the roots of a thousand-year-old tree, and the dragon carved into the phoenix, which is quite emperor-like. The teapot is also made of Yixing purple clay teapot.

Next to the teahouse is a large, plain porcelain blue and white dragon jar from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty.

There are various antique porcelain on the shelves around. Although most of them are fakes, they are of great value.

The tea that Mr. Song drank was also the best Dahongpao in Wuyi Mountain. This can of tea is worth the harvest of an ordinary tomb robber in a year, but Mr. Song didn't care, he could afford it.

Being able to drink Kung Fu tea in such a room is not as simple as having money, but more importantly, identity and status.

"Boss Song, Boss Ge is here." The waiter said softly at the door.

"Well, let him come in." Song Biao said slowly.

The door of the private room opened a crack, and Boss Ge's thin body squeezed in through the crack lightly.

The waiter gently closed the door - no one could disturb Boss Song when he was discussing business, this is the rule.

Seeing Boss Ge come in, Song Biao's face was filled with smiles and waved, "Old Ge, come on, sit down, drink tea, and taste my Kung Fu tea."

Boss Ge bowed his hands and stood beside him, with a look of panic: "Boss Song is so polite. How dare I be on an equal footing with you? I, just stand."

Song Biao said "um" in his nose, stopped talking, no longer asked Boss Ge to sit down, and concentrated on drinking tea.

Boss Ge smiled and said, "The last time the Northern Wei sarcophagus board was made, thanks to Boss Song's help, otherwise the old man would have lived. I have old men and young men..."

Song Biao waved his hand and interrupted him, "Old Ge, you are polite, why bother with me?

Alas, my brother is a bit of a bad temper. I have talked about him many times, but I just can't control him. It really brings a lot of trouble to everyone...

By the way, your mother wasn’t scared last time, right? I heard that the old man was sick for several days later…”

Although he was very polite, Song Biao did not have any apology on his face.

Boss Ge continued to smile and said, "Thank you, Boss Song for your concern. My mother is not in good health. She just went there some time ago..."

"Oh, let's be mournful and follow the changes." Song Biao agreed expressionlessly and stopped talking.

Boss Ge stood respectfully beside him. Seeing that Boss Song had no water in his teapot, he hurried forward to help add water.

Boss Song looked at his watch and said, "I said Lao Ge, when will your Beijing guest arrive? I am willing to come this time to give you face - you know, I don't go out to see guests easily now."

Song Biaozhong had some complaints in his tone. There was never a reason why he was waiting for him.

Lao Getou looked nervous and sweaty, and said in panic: "I know, I know, sorry, Boss Song, I know you don't come out to meet people easily now, but the other party is really very big, and he pointed out that he would only talk to you, and they were really arrogant when they took action..."

It turned out that a few days ago, Boss Ge brought a mutton fat jade ring and asked someone to hand it over to Song Biao, saying that a big buyer had come to Beijing and was going to talk to Boss Song about business.

Song Biao is considering developing the business in the capital recently. Although his business in Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macao is becoming more and more prosperous, there are few involved in the capital area.

He understood that although he was calling for wind and rain in Luoyang, the capital was the real place to lie on the dragon and the tiger. He had always wanted to find an opportunity to join the antique dealer in the capital, but he was unable to find a suitable interface. Seeing the opportunity to come to his door, he naturally couldn't get it.

What made him even more moved was that the big businessman in the capital asked Boss Ge to send a priceless token - a mutton fat jade ring.

Song Biao saw at a glance that this was the best. The strength of such a top-notch customer must be extraordinary. And he easily used such a top-notch as a token, which showed that the other party was very arrogant.

I was a little hesitant, but after seeing this ring, Boss Song immediately notified Boss Ge to meet this distinguished guest from the capital!

After Song Biao's business grew, he rarely went out to do business in person. Now he also had a group of brokers, and there were various vendors under his command, forming a pyramid-shaped relationship chain from top to bottom.

Nowadays, some small orders are arranged by their subordinates to do. Only big customers like Boss Zhan from Hong Kong, Boss Wang from Guangdong, and Boss Li from Macau are welcomed by him.

It is difficult for a new face to get in touch with him. The other party must show off his strength and sincerity to prove his strength and sincerity before he is willing to come forward.

Doing this does not mean that he is afraid of strangers, but an attitude that shows his status in the world.

In fact, Song Biao never pays attention to pomp when going out with such an identity, and he does not bring bodyguards. He does not need to. His face is a sign in Luoyang, and no one dares not to sell his face.

He could spread all over Luoyang City with just one incense, and he could say that he could raise his arms and shout, and responding to him.

Boss Song believes that the giant businessmen in the capital understand their own background. As a polite and polite person like me, the other party should feel his sincerity.

Song Biao took out the thick mutton fat jade ring from his pocket and put it in his hand to look carefully.

The texture of this ring is very pure. When viewed under the light, it appears pure white and transparent, and has a pink and foggy feeling.

Put this mutton fat jade on your hands and feel the white clouds surrounding your fingers. The mutton fat is refreshing, the white fat is moist and flawless. Put it in water and soak it, and the jade body is lifted without any water. It is really the best among the treasures.

Although Song Biao is knowledgeable, this is the first time he has seen such a top-quality mutton fat jade ring. People say that there are so many powerful people in the capital. Who should be worthy of this ring?

While thinking, there was a noise at the door. The private room door was opened and three mermaids entered in a row.

The middle-aged man in the lead had gray hair and a thin body. The two men following him were thick and had a fierce scar on his face. The other was tall, thick and strong.

The waiter chased in and shouted, "Why are you so unaware of the rules? This is Boss Song's private room, and outsiders are not allowed..."

When Boss Ge saw the visitor, his eyes lit up and said to Boss Song: "It's him, Boss Huang, who gave me mutton fat jade."

Song Biao sat there with a big golden sword, nodded to the waiter, and waved his hand to let him go out.

The waiter quickly closed the door and went out.

Song Biao stood up and clasped his fists and said, "I heard about Brother Huang's name for a long time, and I really feel very arrogant when I see it today."

The white-haired middle-aged man looked around and clasped his fists and said, "You're welcome, I don't dare to hear Daming for a long time. But Brother Song, it's better to meet him than to be famous. This is indeed a big show."

Song Biao was stunned. This fucking Beijing businessman was not talking about a Beijing movie, but an authentic Henan scent.

Seeing Song Biao's surprised eyes, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!