socalfunplaces Chapter 602
Chapter 602
Meng Haisheng and Lin Mucheng graduated together, which was a big deal. The injured Meng Guangzhu and Old Man Shi also came to take graduation photos with Meng Haisheng in wheelchairs.
After a day, Meng Haisheng felt that his mouth was about to be crooked from smiling.
"You guys take pictures, I can't stand it anymore."
Meng Haisheng waved at Lin Mucheng. The weather was so hot that his clothes on his back were all sweaty after taking a round of photos.
"Okay, you find a place to rest for a while, I will take my parents, grandpa, Qianqian and others to walk around the school together."
Meng Guangzhu and Old Man Shi were more excited than Meng Haisheng. The two took photos with Lin Mucheng in many places in Jingcheng University.
Meng Haisheng found a big tree to hide from the sun.
He stood under the big tree, looking at his excited family in the distance, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but slightly raised.
This is the happiness he wants, a family together in harmony and beauty.
After taking graduation photos, Meng Haisheng and Lin Mucheng graduated completely.
Meng Haisheng had more energy to focus on work.
The first person he wanted to investigate was Hou Bingde.
"Boss, I finally found something."
Fang Zheng rushed into Meng Haisheng's office without even knocking on the door.
"What did Hou Yaxin find?"
Meng Haisheng was delighted to see Fang Zheng coming to him. He had waited for so long, and Fang Zheng finally found something.
"Boss, you would never have thought that Hou Yaxin is now reselling taxi operating rights. I went to find out, and this is simply a huge profit."
Meng Haisheng didn't know anything about the taxi industry, so he quickly asked, "Tell me how much profit there is."
"Now taxi drivers can earn more than 3,000 yuan a month. Even if the leader of this company is a state-owned enterprise, he can't earn that much."
"So a taxi license is already 50,000 yuan, and you can't get it without connections."
After Fang Zheng said this, Meng Haisheng remembered a report he had read before, saying that in 1999, a taxi license in Hong Kong cost 500,000 yuan.
At that time, he complained that taxi licenses in Hong Kong were too expensive, but now it seems that Beijing is not cheap either.
The average salary in Beijing is not that high now, and it is also a sky-high price to speculate to 50,000 yuan per license.
"Hou Yaxin is just reselling a taxi license, which is of no use to us."
Meng Haisheng wanted to make money from Hou Bingde's 10 million yuan, so how much money Hou Bingde can use for taxi licenses.
"Hou Yaxin forced his way into the taxi industry through Hou Bingde's connections. He has offended many people. As long as we find Hou Yaxin's mortal enemy and deal with Hou Yaxin, we can make tens of millions, not to mention 10 million."
"Do you mean to let Hou Yaxin get involved in gambling?"
"Yes, let him go abroad to gamble, no matter how much money he has, he can't keep it."
This method is indeed very expensive, and it does make people feel relieved, but the money will not fall into Meng Haisheng's pocket.
"Fang Zheng, go check if there are any people who have been particularly exploited by Hou Yaxin. Please help me find someone to take the blame. I want to find someone to dig a big hole for Hou Yaxin and sell him fake antiques. In the end, the person who takes the blame needs to go to jail, and I will give him a resettlement fee."
Taxi license plates don't make much money, but if you speculate on antiques, it's a bottomless pit.
Meng Haisheng has been playing for so long, and he has a deep understanding of this.
"Boss, is it worth it for us to go through this big circle?"
"Of course, the money I want must be clean. It's worth it to go through this circle to clean it up, even if it's a little troublesome."
The antique industry is the best way to launder money. Meng Haisheng is still waiting for Hou Bingde's money to invest in health pills.
"Okay, I'll check it out now."
Fang Zheng agreed very readily. He was not good at conspiracy, but he was very good at investigating individuals.
After Meng Haisheng had an idea, he went to find his old acquaintance, Boss Qin.
People on the antique street more or less know some big guys who make counterfeit goods.
Meng Haisheng said he wanted to buy a few Qing Dynasty imitation antiques, and Boss Qin took him to see someone without saying a word.
Wu Jiang, who has been setting up stalls on the antique street all year round.
Wu Jiang looks to be in his 40s, with dark skin and a pair of rough hands that can be used as sandpaper.
He looked very honest and simple. Boss Qin brought Meng Haisheng over and made a simple introduction to the two of them before leaving.
He was just an introducer. As for the transaction between Meng Haisheng and Wu Jiang, it had nothing to do with him.
"Boss Wu, I want to buy a few fakes that can be mistaken for the real thing. I wonder if you have any treasures that you can show me."
"That's easy. I don't have other things, but I have several boxes of fakes."
Wu Jiang closed the stall, pushed his cart, and took Meng Haisheng to his residence.It was an illegal building in a small alley. It was probably quite old, and the walls were barely built with stone bricks.
The door was opened, and it was dark inside. Wu Jiang fumbled for a long time before turning on the light.
The room was full of various sundries, and Wu Jiang found two large red boxes from them.
The boxes were opened, and all the items inside were wrapped in newspapers.
He picked one up and handed it to Meng Haisheng.
The newspaper was opened, and inside was a white glaze engraved moon-shaped vase.
As soon as Meng Haisheng got it in his hands, he felt that the moon-shaped vase was smooth and the patterns on it were extremely delicate. If he hadn't known that it was a fake, he would have thought it was a white glaze moon-shaped vase from the Ding kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty.
Meng Haisheng turned the moon-shaped vase over and looked at the style, but he couldn't find any problems. In the end, he was able to tell by feel.
"Boss Wu has great craftsmanship, but your moon-shaped bottle is too heavy, and I can't tell whether it's real or fake."
Wu Jiang raised his eyebrows when he heard Meng Haisheng say this. It seems that he has met an expert.
The porcelains from the Ding kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty are not only exquisite in shape, but also extremely thin. It is because of this that the transparent beauty of the white glaze can be felt.
It is also because of this that all the Ding kiln porcelains that have survived in reality are genuine.
Later, countless craftsmen wanted to make porcelains that imitated the Ding kiln, but unfortunately the previous craftsmanship had been lost for many years and no one could imitate it.
Then Wu Jiang took out various colorful porcelains, and Meng Haisheng could find flaws one by one.
"Boss Wu, can't you find some flaws for me that I can't find."
Meng Haisheng smiled bitterly. He could easily find flaws, but he couldn't fool Hou Bingde.
He remembered that Hou Bingde was also an antique dealer, and it was not easy to fool him.
Wu Jiang brought two boxes of things, but he didn't stop Meng Haisheng. He was also very surprised.
"Boss Meng, you are also an expert. Let's not beat around the bush. Let's go to another place to talk."
Wu Jiang got in Meng Haisheng's car and they went to the suburbs together.
About half an hour later, Meng Haisheng's car stopped at the door of a small porcelain factory.
"This is my family's porcelain factory. We usually produce some porcelain to make a living."
Wu Jiang took Meng Haisheng to the yard.
Meng Haisheng smelled a pungent smell as soon as he entered the door. He looked closely and realized that this was a counterfeiting den.
Porcelain is just one of them. There are also various bronzes, gold and silver wares, and a wall of calligraphy and paintings in the house.
It can be seen that Wu Jiang is simply a one-stop counterfeiting company. All the fakes that can be bought in the antique market are available here.