Chapter 84 Your Master and I Are of the Same Kind
"Senior? Why do you call me that?"

Zhang Yang recognized that this Xiao Pan was the guy who was driving the van at that time.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, you don't have to be so modest. You really are Xiao Pan's senior."

Mr. Cai introduced it with a smile.

Zhang Yang then realized that the guy who was selling the five-piece suit to the old man at the construction site in the aisle was actually this young man named Pan.

I didn’t expect that Mr. Cai actually recruited this person.

He really loves talent.

This morning, when Zhang Yang was wandering around the exhibition hall, his female secretary brought Xiao Pan to the booth of Qingzhou University.

Let him see the antique bronze chimes made by Shen Yiyi.

According to the female secretary, Xiao Pan was so moved when he saw such a perfect fake antique that he almost cried.

"This is not an exaggeration. I almost cried at that time."

Xiao Pan said a little embarrassedly:

"Senior Zhang, after seeing your work, I immediately realized that I don't have the talent to make fake antiques."

"You are born to be counterfeiters, and you are not worthy of this job, so I decided to change my career and sell goods for you in the future!"

"Let us work together, step by step, to become bigger and stronger!"

"Well said!" Mr. Cai responded by clapping.

"???"

Zhang Yang was stunned when he saw Xiao Pan's excited face and Mr. Cai's encouraging expression.

Are you two showing affection?
Also, I didn’t say I wanted to sell the goods to you, did I?

"Wait, Mr. Cai, why do I feel like you've already written me into your business plan?"

"Isn't this the second time we meet today?"

"Hahaha, because I really can't find any reason for you to refuse." A confident smile appeared on Mr. Cai's face.

He hooked his finger at the female secretary behind him, who handed a blue folder to Zhang Yang.

After opening it, there was a thin business plan inside.

Zhang Yang was about to take a look, but the female secretary held him down with her hand and said with a smile:
"Mr. Zhang, this plan has 72 pages and more than words. You can't finish reading it in a short time."

"Really?" Zhang Yang raised his lips and said, "What if I tell you that I can do quantum wave speed reading?"

"what?"

"It's okay, you continue."

"Well, the general content of the plan is as follows. Let me briefly introduce it to you..."

The female secretary had obviously prepared a manuscript and her speech was quite concise.

To sum it up in one sentence:

"Because of the domestic cultural relics policy, there is a great shortage of bronze artifacts at major auctions in Southeast Asia. Even the prices of high-quality imitations have risen sharply. This is a good time to make money."

This little thing can be expanded into 7 words. Zhang Yang is willing to call the female secretary the king of hydrology.

The so-called business plan is that Mr. Cai provides the money, Zhang Yang provides the goods, and Xiao Pan provides the manpower.

Coincidentally, it’s a win-win situation for all three parties.

However, this time, the market involved was overseas, and Zhang Yang was completely unfamiliar with it, so he couldn't handle it all by himself.

"What about the price? Taking yesterday's bronze chimes as an example, how much can you offer?" Zhang Yang asked very directly.

"For one piece, we can offer up to 2000 yuan."

"This price is okay...How about the quantity? How many pieces per month?"

“About 500 pieces per month.”

Zhang Yang quickly calculated using mental abacus that the net profit of this business would be around 90 per month.

The money is not small. He used to work for his master and couldn't earn 90 yuan in a whole year.

The only problem is:

Shen Yiyi makes 500 bronze artifacts a month and requires them to be of high quality. Will she be exhausted to death?

Zhang Yang felt that it was very likely that she would, after all, she had been busy for half a month to complete about a dozen pieces.

Even with Zhang Yang himself, it probably wouldn't be enough.

Unless Master is released from prison.

Zhang Yang remembered that the master had a very special technique to make this kind of bronze wares in batches. It was just a pity that he would not be released from prison for another two years.

"Your demands are too great, we can't satisfy them..."

Zhang Yang told the other party very honestly that his production could not keep up.

"Then expand production capacity!" President Cai said nonchalantly, "Just build a factory, train employees, and then start mass production."

"Mr. Cai, are you looking for Pan Jiayuan?"

Zhang Yang was choked by Mr. Cai's question.

But the secretary didn't seem to realize why her boss didn't say anything, and she said smartly:
"If you find it difficult to open a factory yourself, Mr. Zhang, you can sell the secret recipe to us."

"Or selling the authorization for the secret recipe would be fine."

"Sure." Zhang Yang nodded. "Our secret recipe is that every bronze artifact must be repaired and aged personally by me or Shen Yiyi."

"That……"

The female secretary turned her head to look at her boss and asked silently with her mouth: "Tied her up?"

"Hey!" Zhang Yang raised his head towards the other party, "I can read lips a little bit. What do you want to do?"

"Plotting to kidnap me right in front of me?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, this woman has a hole in her brain."

Mr. Cai waved his hand, and the female secretary ran to stand next to the muscular man.

"I understand what you mean. If such realistic bronze artifacts could be mass-produced, someone would have already done it."

"But it doesn't matter if this deal doesn't work out. I have more opportunities than you want. For example, are you interested..."

Mr. Cai suddenly stopped talking halfway through his speech.

He looked around at the people around him, then said to the muscular man in the corner:

"Please ask all irrelevant people to leave and then stand guard outside the door."

"Roger that!"

The muscular man responded, but without him doing anything, the "irrelevant people" walked out on their own accord.

Zhang Yang thought he was the same and wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but Mr. Cai quickly grabbed him:

"Brother, don't leave!"

Soon, Zhang Yang and Mr. Cai were the only ones left in the room.

"Boss Cai, if you have something to say, just tell me. What bad and shameful things are you planning to do?"

"Hey, don't worry."

Mr. Cai slowly filled Zhang Yang's cup of tea and asked:
"How is Brother Yao doing in prison?"

"Hmm?" Zhang Yang was about to serve tea, but when he heard this, he immediately retracted his hand.

"Who are you?"

"I'm an old friend of your master, but I guess he doesn't remember me. After all, I've only discussed one business deal with him, and he hasn't agreed yet." Mr. Cai smiled mysteriously.

“Isn’t it this business of expanding production capacity?”

"Of course not. This is just a cover. I can find many more covers like this."

"What kind of business is that?"

"Don't be impatient, young man. Let me ask you a question first: Did your master get in by robbing the tomb?"

"Don't be so mean, he's not a tomb robber, he just wanted to learn from the tomb owner's burial objects, but the tomb owner agreed and the police didn't."

"As for the tomb robbery, it was all done by a woman named Lin Xia."

In front of outsiders, Zhang Yang still has to maintain his master's face.

As for whether others believe it or not, that is none of his business.

"No wonder. I was wondering why your master would go and rob tombs when he didn't even want to help me copy the cultural relics!"

Mr. Cai nodded and actually agreed with Zhang Yang's statement.

"In fact, your master and I are from the same field."

"The difference is: your master borrowed the tomb owner's, and I borrowed the museum's."

"Oh, that's right, it's the same thing in my case. The museum agreed, but the police didn't."

Zhang Yang: "???"

(End of this chapter)