Long Feng Xiang's Modu flagship store is different from the opulent branches that have sprung up all over Huaxia.
This century-old shop's decor is more reminiscent of old Modu from the last century.
There isn't much ostentatious use of color or lighting. It's understated but luxurious, ordinary yet extraordinary in every detail.
It's just like the old Modu of the last century, a place of glamour with its own old-fashioned style.
The old store isn't large, just a three-story building, with a total area of less than a thousand square meters.
A wooden plaque that looked quite old displayed the three characters of Long Feng Xiang in a lively script.
In front of the door was a parking lot covering more than a thousand square meters.
Putting aside its practicality, in Modu, where every inch of land is precious, having a thousand-square-meter parking lot in front of a jewelry store is a symbol of strength in itself.
Since this was the main branch of an old established shop, its business naturally differed from other branches.
The old shop's business was primarily custom orders in the Huaxia style.
The diamond jewelry business that thrived in other branches was completely absent here.
Only gold and silver ornaments and jadeite customization were available.
A Rolls-Royce Phantom, a new model this year with a rosewood finish, slowly arrived at the entrance of Long Feng Xiang's old shop.
Before the driver in a black suit and white gloves could get out, the doorman in charge of greeting guests at the entrance quickly ran over and expertly opened the rear door.
"Welcome to the Long Feng Xiang century-old shop!"
As the doorman spoke, a young man in casual clothes got out of the car.
Slippers and shorts, a white linen shirt.
A very casual outfit.
The doorman was sharp-eyed and immediately saw that every item of clothing on this seemingly casually dressed young man was a summer limited edition from a certain luxury brand.
Even the slippers on his feet cost almost a month's salary.
The smile on his face became even more radiant.
"The first floor has finished jewelry and jade, and the second floor is specifically for custom orders. We have the best designers and masters in the industry here. Would you like to browse the first floor or go upstairs for tea?"
"Go to the second floor, and call your manager over. What I want this time is quite special, so I need to have a good chat with him!"
Qin Xiao nodded with a smile.
Someone in the shop naturally led Qin Xiao up to the second floor.
The second floor was a large hall. The walls were adorned with the names and photos of some designers and master carvers, along with their previous works and awards.
The top designers and master craftsmen in the shop generally wouldn't make a move unless you were willing to spend a lot of money or had some top-grade materials.
After being led around the hall, the manager of the shop hurried out.
He led Qin Xiao into a series of small rooms next to the hall.
Each room here was designed like a small tea room, specifically for entertaining high-end custom-made customers.
The manager ushered Qin Xiao into a room, allowing him to choose a type of tea. A young girl, specifically in charge of making tea, came over to brew a pot.
She poured a full cup, and after Qin Xiao drank a cup of tea.
The manager then leisurely began to get down to business.
"Mr. Qin, I wonder what kind of jewelry or ornament you're looking for, or perhaps you have some rare material and would like our master craftsman to do the carving?"
Qin Xiao held his empty teacup, gently pushing it towards the young lady, waiting for her to refill it.
Only then did he smile at the manager.
"I don't need a particularly skilled craftsman. I'm planning to make something out of pure gold, something quite large. It will require a considerable amount of gold, but I don't have high demands for the carving."
A large quantity?
The manager felt that this deal might not be as big as he had imagined.
Just gold. What did he want to make out of gold? A chair, a table, or a delicate ornament?
"May I ask what Mr. Qin is looking to have customized? Furniture? A Buddha statue, or something else?"
The manager was slightly disappointed, but he still asked politely.
"A coffin!"
Qin Xiao drained his tea in one gulp and slammed the cup on the table.
Five days. Qin Xiao gave them five days.
He didn't need it to be exquisitely carved, just a standard, rectangular coffin.
A pure gold coffin. Logically, Long Feng Xiang shouldn't accept this type of commission.
But, in addition to the market price of the gold, Qin Xiao offered a processing fee of one million.
This made it difficult for Long Feng Xiang's manager to refuse.
They had quite a few processing factories under their control, manufacturing everything from Buddha statues to furniture, all sorts of large items.
It was nothing more than making molds and smelting.
With money in place, everything was easy.
They agreed on delivery in five days, and Qin Xiao walked out of the shop leisurely, leaving.
"Uncle Wang, let's find a place to eat first, then look for a nightclub. Make it a big one, a bit rough around the edges, doesn't matter if it's not in the city center!"
Qin Xiao said to the driver in the car as soon as he got in.
This was Qin Xiao's third day in Modu. The car was newly purchased, and the driver was an old Modu local. Qin Xiao had hired him temporarily through the hotel he was staying at, and he was familiar with every corner of Modu, with daily pay.
After grabbing dinner somewhere, the driver pulled the car up beside a building in the eastern suburbs.
"This is probably the most mixed-up place in Modu. There are bathhouses, karaoke bars, and nightclubs here. As long as you have money, you can find any service you want."
Perhaps because Qin Xiao had been generous these past few days, the driver, Uncle Wang, was very respectful and spoke politely.
Uncle Wang hesitated for a moment before speaking again.
"Mr. Qin, I'm just going to say this, but you come from a good family and you're in the prime of your youth. It's fine to have some fun, to live a life of drunken debauchery, but there are some things you absolutely cannot touch. If you do, you're finished for life."
Uncle Wang gave a kind reminder.
He thought that Qin Xiao, specifically asking to find a more mixed-up place, might have some bad habits.
For example, taking addictive drugs.
Qin Xiao chuckled and patted Uncle Wang on the shoulder.
"Thank you, Uncle Wang. There's no need to worry so much. I'm just here to find some people to help me with something!"
After speaking, he didn't forget to take out a thin wad of banknotes and stuff them into Uncle Wang's hand.
"You can knock off early today. I'll drive back to the hotel myself later. Just come directly to the hotel to find me tomorrow!"
Uncle Wang was half-believing Qin Xiao's words, but he was just an employee, and the words had already been spoken.
He sighed slightly, took Qin Xiao's money, and got out of the car.
It was just after dinner time, and the nightlife venues here hadn't opened yet.
There weren't many people at the bathhouses and KTVs either.
Qin Xiao parked the car in the parking lot and strolled directly into the entrance of the bathhouse.
Following the deafening welcome from the receptionists at the door,
a waiter led Qin Xiao towards the main hall inside.
This bathhouse was of good quality, with a main hall that was over ten meters high.
The waiter led Qin Xiao to sit down on one of the sofas on either side.
"Sir, if you want to take a bath, I'll help you change your shoes first!"
The waiter held out a pair of slippers and said respectfully.
"I'm not here to bathe. I'm here to talk business with your boss. Can you call someone in charge to come out and chat?"
Qin Xiao smiled slightly and said.
In a place like this, how could just anyone get to see the boss?
The waiter was slightly taken aback, but still maintained a smile and said,
"Brother, there's no way I can just let you see the boss. Tell me what you need, and if I can't handle it, I'll ask our manager to assist you. Does that work?"
His words were still polite, but there was a hint of assertiveness in them.
Qin Xiao didn't mind. He reached out and picked up the ashtray from the tea table in front of him.
"Could you make the call if I wanted to trash the place?"
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