Chapter 096 The Butterfly Effect

"Emeishan Yue Auction House actually made such a big noise?"

"It's so exciting. Hey, I suddenly remembered, isn't the Emeishan Moon Festival celebrating the thousandth anniversary of the opening of the store tomorrow? I must go to join in the fun tomorrow!"

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Wang Yue looked at her super big sign with semi-satisfaction, especially after hearing everyone's comments, she felt even more proud.

Although Wang Yueban has some quirks, he is essentially a businessman. When he saw Zhang Ye's sign, he came up with a business plan, which was to attract attention. Such an eye-catching sign can be seen throughout the city, and it will inevitably bring about consequences. More customers.

In addition, the big sign forged by Zhang Ye is itself a protective weapon, which can suppress evil and drive away evil spirits. From a businessman's perspective, this is a treasure for suppressing Feng Shui. Spending a hundred high-grade spiritual stones will not be unfair at all.

"The Millennium Celebration, with this sign, really adds a lot of color." Wang Yueban laughed and was about to go back to rest. At this moment, several people came together.

"Hey, Boss Ma, Boss Hu, Boss Zhao, what brought you to our Mount Emei Yue Auction House?" Wang Yueban looked proud and asked knowingly.

These three people were all big merchants in Tiandao City, and they and Wang Yueban divided the auction house business in the four districts of southeast, northwest and northwest.

"Tomorrow is the Emeishan Moon Millennium Celebration, and we are here to wish Boss Wang a prosperous business!" The visitor said a few polite words, and then changed the subject, "Boss Wang, your new sign is very unique. "

"Haha, of course." Wang Yueban used this new sign to attract the attention of the whole city. His momentum surpassed the other three companies. Naturally, the other three companies couldn't sit still and hurried over to check out the news.

Seeing that Wang Yue was half-tight-lipped, the others had no choice but to get straight to the point: "Brother Wang, the shop is going to be renovated recently, and I want to order a unique sign. Can you recommend me?"

This has been made very clear. I just want to ask Wang Yueban where he made such a high-profile sign. They also want to get one. As the saying goes, losing people does not lose face.

As a competitor, Wang Yueban would not be so kind: "Signboard? No, no, this is a work of art! I met a master by chance, and after begging hard, he reluctantly created such a signboard for me. "

Wang Yue half clasped her hands and looked at the other people with disdain: "You? You don't have the face to ask for anything, haha."

"You!" How could the other big bosses not know that Wang Yue half-hidden it deliberately, said nothing more, and walked away with a roll of sleeves.

On the way back, several big bosses discussed: "This sign is a magic weapon. The only one in Tiandao City that can forge such a large magic weapon is Tianbing Pavilion. Fatty Wang wants to fool us, so it's early!"

"I'm familiar with Chengnan Tianbing Pavilion's branch, let's build a sign tonight!" Several big bosses, with a hint of comparison and grudge, attacked the Chengnan Tianbing Pavilion's branch in an aggressive manner.

The Tianbing Pavilion was at the helm, and several big bosses looked at the forged signboard with expressions of disgust.

"Master Wan, I want something with the same effect as that of Emeishan Yue Auction House. Aren't you too shabby?" Boss Ma looked at the pitch-black signboard and frowned, but his words were still very respectful.

"Shabby? Do you know what art is? That coquettish bitch can't have the low-key luxury and connotation of this sign. This is a work of art!" The head of the Tianbing Pavilion sub-rudder looked displeased. If it weren't for the fact that these people are collaborating, The big merchants who have been there have long lost face.

The big bosses looked at each other and knew the temper of Tianbing Pavilion. They had no choice but to accept the sign, pay the money and leave bitterly.

"It seems that Fatty Wang didn't come to Tianbing Pavilion to do it." Boss Ma sighed, "Is he really a reclusive master?"

"Guys, if who finds the master first, we must share the news!" Because Emeishan Yue has such a sensational sign, it seems that Tiandao City only has this auction house, falling behind step by step. , they must hurry up.

"That's natural!" Several bosses cupped their hands and prepared to leave, but at this moment, Boss Ma suddenly saw something and pointed in one direction: "Look!"

Several people looked around and saw the signboard of a small shop exuding colorful brilliance. Although it was a bit insignificant compared to Emeishan Yue Auction House, this gaudy look was definitely written by the same person!

"Magic Blacksmith Shop?" Several bosses read the words on it and quickly walked towards the Blacksmith Shop.

Murong Hongzhuang was washing the dishes, feeling aggrieved: "Zhang Ye, you actually asked me to wash the dishes. I have never done such menial work in my whole life, and I paid for the food."

"The food fee includes meals, but does not include washing dishes. Stop talking nonsense and wash the dishes quickly, or you will starve to death tomorrow!" Zhang Ye also caught Murong Hongzhuang's weakness and became a foodie.

"Why are you pulling? I curse your blacksmith shop to never have business again!" Murong Hongzhuang muttered while washing the dishes.

Zhang Ye listened and was too lazy to talk about her. At this moment, the front door of the blacksmith shop was smashed with a bang.

"Haha, Zhang Ye, knock on the door in the middle of the night, either to collect debts or to press for death, you are in big trouble!" Murong Hongzhuang thought to herself that she would definitely die later, who let Zhang Ye bully her like this.

Zhang Ye directly ignored Murong Hongzhuang. He was new to Tiandao City and had no grievances, so he was not afraid.

Zhang Ye asked behind the shop door: "What are you doing?"

The people outside were stunned: "Boss? I want to ask you something."

"Don't ask me. I just arrived in Tiandao City not long ago and I don't know anything." Zhang Ye replied with a dark face.

"Don't leave, I'm Ma Yun!" Boss Ma shouted quickly, "The shopkeeper of Ma from Ali Auction House."

"Also with me are Shopkeeper Hu Da from Gu Yue Auction House and Shopkeeper Zhao Da from Duobao Auction House..."

Boss Ma quickly introduced them, confident that the three major businessmen from Tiandao City would come to visit, and the owner of this small blacksmith shop would definitely welcome them.

"It turns out to be Shopkeeper Ma, Shopkeeper Zhao, and Shopkeeper Hu. Their names have been respected for a long time, and they are like thunder in my ears!" Zhang Ye said here. Boss Ma and others are quite proud. The shopkeepers of their four major auction houses have a nickname called the Four Gods of Wealth, the monk. They all worship.

The three bosses looked at each other, smiled proudly, raised their legs, and hit the door.

Several bosses covered their heads and held grass. Shouldn't they open the door to welcome us when they heard our names? Why is it still closed?

"Bosses, please tell me tomorrow if you have anything to say. I'm off work. Goodbye." Zhang Ye didn't know who these people were at all. His previous words of thunder were just perfunctory. No matter how many people shouted, Zhang Ye returned to the backyard.

Murong Hongzhuang looked at Zhang Ye dumbfounded, and Zhang Ye rolled his eyes at her: "Have you finished washing the dishes?"

Murong Hongzhuang nodded stiffly.

"After washing, go home and go to bed." Zhang Ye walked into the bedroom humming a tune with his hands behind his back.

Murong Hongzhuang looked at Zhang Ye's back blankly, and then looked blankly outside the blacksmith shop. She could clearly hear Boss Ma and others announcing their names earlier.

The four great gods of wealth in Tiandao City all came to Zhang Ye's blacksmith shop. The most important thing is that Zhang Ye didn't even open the door!

Since Zhang Ye said it like thunder, he knew how important a few people were, but he still turned them away. Murong Hongzhuang wanted to ask, Zhang Ye, who are you?

However, Murong Hongzhuang was unwilling to praise Zhang Ye, hoping that Zhang Ye would offend the four gods of wealth to death, so that the blacksmith shop would close down as soon as possible.

With questions and curses in mind, Murong Hongzhuang returned to the house next door.

When Boss Ma and others heard that there was no movement in the shop, they looked at each other in confusion: "What should we do?"

"Fat Wang will definitely not tell us. The only breakthrough is this blacksmith shop!" Boss Ma sighed.

"Okay, come early tomorrow, let's come together!"

"It's a deal."

The next day, at dawn, Zhang Ye made breakfast. Murong Hongzhuang smelled the fragrance and ran over.

After dinner, Zhang Ye asked Murong Hongzhuang to wash the dishes while he opened the door. Several people in rich clothes were waiting for a long time.

"Um, were you the shopkeepers last night? Have you been waiting all night?" Zhang Ye was a little surprised.

"No, I just came early." People who make a fortune from business are kinder than those sect disciples, and they are not angry that Zhang Ye turned them away last night. After all, there are still things to ask.

"Oh, what are you asking?" Zhang Ye was also a little embarrassed, "I really don't know much."

"It's not anything else, I just want to ask you where you made this sign?" Boss Ma cupped his hand.

At this moment, there were a few "crash" sounds, and Zhang Ye roared to the backyard: "Murong Hongzhuang, you threw a few bowls at me, you have to pay for it!"

Murong Hongzhuang did drop the bowl just now because she was surprised to hear that Boss Ma and others were also interested in this sign.

When Murong Hongzhuang heard Zhang Ye's words, she was so angry that she threw another bowl and muttered: "Why would I just smash your job? Curse you to close down!"

Speaking of this, Murong Hongzhuang suddenly realized that as long as she cursed Zhang Ye for bankruptcy, he would have business?

That would not kill Zhang Ye easily. Murong Hongzhuang said bitterly: "Zhang Ye, I curse your business to prosper!"

Zhang Ye said to Boss Ma and others: "No need to ask, I made the sign at the door, and I helped Wang Yueban make the sign for Emeishan Yue Auction House." Zhang Ye already knew the purpose of these people.

"It's actually you?" Boss Ma looked surprised. He really couldn't find anything, and it took no effort at all!

Several bosses looked at each other and raised their hands: "I wonder if Boss Zhang can make a new signboard for us." They suddenly remembered that Wang Yueban said that it was difficult to find signs, and added, "Price is not an issue!"

Before you get down to business, do you want to make a fortune by building a brand name first? But it was all delivered to the door. Why should Zhang Ye have trouble with Qian? After thinking about it, he tentatively said: "It's okay, bring your own materials, one hundred high-grade spiritual stones."

One hundred high-grade spiritual stones was the price given by the rich man Wang Yueban. I wonder if these people can accept it.

Zhang Ye saw that these people's expressions were stiff, and he was about to say that he would give you a group purchase discount, but a few people laughed and quickly handed over the spirit stones, as if they were afraid that Zhang Ye would regret it: "Boss Zhang, it's settled then ”

Boss Ma and others were relieved. It was so cheap. They thought it would be difficult to solve. If the problem can be solved with money, then it is not a problem.

As for Zhang Ye, he calmly accepted the money and thought to himself: "People in Tiandao City are stupid and have too much money. You can't blame me."