Chapter Seven, Hainan Edition "Dragon Ball".

That one, "Are you... oh, are you the little brother surnamed Lin?" The other party seemed to suddenly remember.

Entertainment celebrity.

Lin Yi saw him start eating, and didn't bring up the matter of buying books. He also felt embarrassed to speak up, so he just took some French fries and dipped them in ketchup to eat.

Brother Guo, you are generous and straightforward. I have learned that today. However, one must value honesty in life. Although I am new to this industry, I am not completely ignorant. Lin Yi is just talking nonsense. He has only been in the industry for three days.

Even Lin Yi couldn't remain calm anymore. He has never liked taking advantage of others, so he said, "There are too many things, I'm afraid we won't be able to finish them all."

Sports enthusiast.

McDonald's is not a place that he has never been to, but he has only been there a few times. He remembers attending a colleague's birthday party there once, which cost more than 600 yuan. In Lin Yi's opinion, it's better to go to a hot pot restaurant instead.

Guo Zixing finally managed to say what he wanted to say, "Two thousand yuan, to buy your book."

Don't go, little brother," Guo Zixing couldn't help but say.

Just have a Coke. Lin Yi also felt embarrassed to refuse his kindness.

To be precise, when he was watching "Dragon Ball" in front of him, his eyelids twitched, his hormone secretion accelerated, and Lin Yi clearly smelled the excitement emanating from him.

Lin Yi appears calm and composed on the surface, but in reality, he is also a little embarrassed. Carrying an old book wrapped in a large fishskin bag, he has truly become a "book peddler".

Lin Yi's heart immediately cooled down by half.

What about this set of "Dragon Ball"? Lin Yi deliberately asked, "Don't tell me this set of books is not valuable—remember, we are colleagues."

Standing in front of the McDonald's fast food restaurant, Lin Yi, dressed in a white shirt and black pants, carried a large fishskin bag on his back, which seemed out of place amidst the luxurious decoration of the restaurant.

Your book is good. Guo Zixing casually flipped through those comic books.

Take a look at the time, it's still early. I'm afraid others haven't woken up yet. So Lin Yi paced anxiously in the room. After enduring until 9 o'clock, he felt it should be about time. Then he dialed the number according to the business card.

This set of "Captain Tsubasa" is still worth a lot, while "The Peacock King" and "Yu Yu Hakusho" are just average. Guo Zixing's tone was light, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the 78-volume set of "Dragon Ball".

Last time, he used the phrase "you and I are colleagues" to disrupt Guo Zixing's state of mind, and now he is using the same trick again.

I have a good idea of how much these comic books are worth. The two thousand yuan you gave me seems like a lot, but compared to the actual value of these books, it's too... Lin Yi intentionally left room for discussion, but in reality, he had no idea how much these books were worth. He only knew that the set of "Dragon Ball" alone made Guo Zixing drool.

Before the person arrives, Hongliang's hearty laughter arrives first, "Little brother, are you getting impatient? It's unavoidable, I've been busy these days, sometimes I can't even have a meal—why is there nothing here? The grilled chicken wings here, and the fries, are quite good..."

Young man, please don't say that. Guo Zixing couldn't quite figure out Lin Yi's bottom line. He had met many people before, and he could easily guess how much they wanted with just a few taps, but this young man in front of him was too profound and unfathomable. "It's fate that we can sit here together. Fate is the biggest thing in this world, so we can talk about anything. How about this, you name a price and let me hear it," he stared at Lin Yi without blinking.

He just glanced lightly, but was noticed by Lin Yi.

However, little did he know that this small gesture earned Guo Zixing's praise.

Walking into the fast food restaurant, Lin Yi found a secluded spot to sit down. He ignored the contemptuous or curious glances from others, placed the fish skin bag next to the seat, and then looked around with great interest.

As expected, when Lin Yi took out those comic books, Guo Zixing couldn't help but feel overjoyed. They are in great condition, almost worthy of a ten-grade rating. They are from the 90s and it's been almost ten years now, so it's not easy to preserve them so well.

I actually spent 500 yuan to buy so many second-hand books.

These things were ordered by me, and I don't need to know what you like to eat, just eat whatever you want! Guo Zixing appeared very generous.

Looking at people, knowing books, I estimate that the quality of these books is not much different.

Guo Zixing got off the car, wearing a black T-shirt with an NBA basketball player's portrait printed on it, he looks like a fan.

Lin Yi squinted his eyes, looking at the increasingly busy crowd outside the window. Suddenly, there was an indescribable sense of loneliness, as if he did not belong to their kind, but was a unique individual. The world is inherently indifferent and so vast, how can the insignificant self demonstrate its negligible existence.

Sure enough, Guo Zixing is not a big liar. As soon as he heard there was merchandise, he made an appointment to meet Lin Yi at a nearby fast food restaurant.

Red Hat Merchant.

The next day, Lin Yiqi woke up early. First, he simply packaged the books he had received, and then took out his Nokia phone, thinking about giving Guo Zixing a call.

Guo Zixing smiled. This old-timer finally showed the demeanor of a great book dealer. He picked up his cola and took a sip without even looking at those comic books of mediocre quality. He said, "Young man, to be honest with you, whether we are in the same business or not, I'll tell you the truth. These books, except for me, no one in the entire city of Nandu would want them. Even if someone wants them, they can't offer the price I'm giving you... The second-hand book market is so unpredictable. Many people collect books, but they have different preferences. Some people like thread-bound books, some like books from the Republic of China, and some like to collect red literature. There are all kinds of books. If you want to catch everything at once, you often catch nothing. Therefore, sell them if you can. If you can't sell them, they are just a pile of waste paper in your hands. Moreover, for this kind of comic book, the highest price on the street is only five yuan per book. The last time I was willing to pay that price, it was purely for the sake of nostalgia. Memories are priceless and cannot be bought with money. People always like to think about the past when they have money. Otherwise, where is the market for these old books? I've said so much to you, and I won't say more. Two thousand yuan in total. I'll take them all. How about it?"

Guo Zixing saw him and walked over with a smile.

Of course, this time Guo Zixing was very calm and composed, and he would definitely not show his thoughts. As for the last time... he really liked the "Goddess Saint Seiya" set too much, which was a memory of his childhood.

I called three times, but no one answered.

Lin Yi once again emphasized the words "colleague" to strengthen the tone.

... ....

Political elites.

Lin Yi captured all of Guo Zixing's emotions, even though he pretended to be very natural, without any trace.

The move released by Lin Yi, "turning defense into offense", made this old river and lake expert somewhat unable to defend himself. To be precise, the goods brought by Lin Yi this time are really good, especially that set of "Dragon Ball", which Guo Zixing is quite envious of.

Lin Yi used a tissue to wipe his mouth, then carefully wiped his hands to avoid getting oil stains on the book later.

It's me. Last time, didn't you say that if I had good books, I could come to you?... Lin Yi remained calm and stated his situation.

Lin Yi took a sip of mineral water lightly, without touching the cola in front of him. At this moment, if you take a sip of cola, it would be considered as returning a favor.

This is a very wonderful feeling.

Lin Yi saw that they had food and drink, so he didn't hesitate to take out a bottle of mineral water from his fish skin bag, unscrewed the cap, and took a few sips.

Lin Yixiao smiled, with a very friendly and comfortable demeanor, very sunny. At least Guo Zixing in front of him felt this way.

He originally had a cleanliness obsession, so he likes to keep everything, whether it's himself or things around him, clean and tidy.

At this time, there were not many customers inside McDonald's, only a few trendy men and women eating fries and drinking beverages. Behind the counter, several female employees wearing red short-sleeved shirts were greeting customers.

Now in the entrepreneurial stage, we save wherever we can.

Lin Yike is not someone who would say they want to save money, "I'm not hungry--"

The sunlight at ten o'clock shines through the window glass and spills in.

Guo Zixing got off the car and did not immediately enter the store. Instead, he looked quite hot, took out the handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his face before taking a look around. Then, he stepped forward and pushed open the door of the fast food restaurant and walked in.

First, take a look at the goods. As long as it's something I like and in good condition, I'll take it. Guo Zixing revealed his true nature as a book enthusiast, definitely not comparable to the likes of Dong Yanjing, Liu Sanliang, and Wang Heizi.

People, once they encounter something they desire, cannot help but lose their composure. This is a very difficult law to break.

Guo Zixing seems to have really not eaten, in a short while, he devoured six chicken legs and five hamburgers. Even so, he still seemed unsatisfied, and then he gulped down three large cups of cola in one breath, only then did he let out a satisfied burp.

Just now Lin Yi was impatient, now he is anxious.

You and I, are just inconspicuous accompaniments like grains of sand.

In an instant, I saw him carrying over a large plate of things, such as chicken legs, chicken wings, and hamburgers, piled up like a small mountain.

At this point, Lin Yi felt a bit embarrassed to continue eating. In fact, he eats very slowly. Seeing Guo Zixing devouring more than half of a large plate of food, it also aroused his appetite. Unfortunately, Guo Zixing cleared the plate and started discussing business.

From the way he carries the bag, he looks like a scrap collector, but from his upright posture and calm demeanor, he also seems like a businessman.

Sorry, Brother Guo. I have a peculiar temperament and have always only liked to be friends with those who are sincere and straightforward. When it comes to doing business, I lose interest in those who are long-winded and procrastinating. Last time, Brother Guo, you took away my set of comic books for a thousand yuan. I thought you were a straightforward person, but I didn't expect... Sigh, forget it. This time, even if I bother you, Brother Guo, next time it's my treat. After saying that, he stood up to collect his things and made a gesture to leave... Sigh, forget it. This time, even if I bother you, Brother Guo, next time it's my treat. After saying that, he stood up to collect his things and made a gesture to leave.

After waiting for another forty minutes, and seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Lin Yi called again.

Is it possible that they are deceiving themselves?

These are the favored children of God, these are the mainstay of the world.

That also requires some drinks, it's scorching hot... Guo Zixing looked at Lin Yi's mineral water and said, "Drinking this tasteless thing—Sprite, what do you drink, Coke?"

As soon as he walked in, Lin Yi waved at him from a short distance away.

Okay, please wait a moment. Guo Zixing went to the bar counter.

After seven rings, someone answered the phone.

"If you can't finish the meal, pack it up. We must not waste food. 'Who knows the toil involved in every grain of rice,' I've been able to recite this poem since I was three years old," Guo Zixing showed great interest and enthusiasm, picking up a chicken leg and taking a big bite.

Guo Zixing runs a second-hand book business and also owns a large bookstore. He has contact with many book dealers, but most of them are either sloppy or vulgar. Occasionally, he meets a few decent ones, but they are as clean and meticulous as Lin Yi.

Just as Lin Yixia was lost in thought, he saw a black sedan parked outside, a mid-range car from the Volkswagen series. It was neither good nor bad, but even such a car could be enough for some people to strive for a lifetime.

Hello, may I ask if you are Mr. Guo Zixing? Lin Yi tried to make his voice sound more steady.