Damimi looked at me deeply and was very satisfied with my performance: "Assistant Tong, you have done something that countless people would never dare to do in their dreams."
I looked cold and said indifferently: "It's a waste of headquarters resources!"
Ho!
Young Master Li Zihua, who kept his ears pricked up, said in a jargon-y way, "You're really not bad."
Poof.
Bosqin laughed out loud, shook his head, and his shawl hair brushed my face, filling the gallery with fragrance.
"Assistant Tong, your eyes... are so bright."
"You don't understand at all. I was on duty that night..."
The big gossip reporter's head came closer to mine, and his breathing could be heard: "You called people to report, hung up twice and withdrew twice... Tu Bensen personally came to the scene to suppress the report, and even called Dong Kui in front of our editor-in-chief... "
"Hmph! In the end, he walked away like a lost dog."
"Who has the ability to defeat the Iron Masked King Dong Kui?"
"As soon as the report came out, everyone was shocked. He Tu Laoba has become famous this time. Don't even think about going further in this life."
I squinted my eyes: "Dong Kui? The Iron Masked King?"
"That's right. You don't know him?"
The Mongolian girl took another injection of rooster blood that could run up the Great Wall in one breath. She grabbed my wrist and told me the gossip about Dong Kui.
There is no need to go into details about Dong Kui. The words "Iron Masked King" alone can explain everything.
Others, including Tang Anjun and Xu Zheng, only dared to call themselves general!
But Dong Kui is called Wang!
Unfortunately, all the bosses at the headquarters have no objections to this king! Read the book
This shows how awesome this Iron Masked King is!
"You really don't know about the Iron Masked King?"
I shook my head: "I just returned to Fangzhou, so I don't know. When I was interrogated, the Iron Masked King was at the scene!"
The big Mongolian girl's mouth opened wide, her breathing stopped, and in her eyes as wide as the grassland, there was another stormy sea high in Siguniang Mountain.
The next second, the Mongolian girl was close to my body again, very close to me: "The Iron Masked King personally tried you?"
I nodded.
The Mongolian girl couldn't help but tremble: "How could he interrogate you?"
"A very gentle trial."
The big Mongolian girl slowly turned her head, looking at me as if she were a monster.
After a long while, he spoke softly: "Who did you offend? The Iron Masked King personally supervised the trial of your small third-level secret?"
I said with a sullen face, "There must be no one left, so the Iron Mask King came to make up the numbers."
The Mongolian girl rolled her eyes at me, and her eyes almost flew out of her sockets. She rudely poked me on the forehead: "You are the only one who dares to speak. I am the only one who dares to listen."
Then, Da Mi Mi mouthed one blast after another, not caring about her head being close to my ear: "By the way. Who was there when you beat Tu Lao Ba?"
"How did you hit Tu Laoba? Left hand or right hand? Straight or horizontal? Flick or slap? How much force did you use?"
"What was Tu Laoba's expression when he was beaten? He was stunned or furious. Did he threaten you? And how did he threaten you?"
This Mongolian girl is indeed an outstanding gossip reporter.
I didn't expect that my beating Tu Benson would cause such a big sensation! Facing Dami Miwang's expectant eyes, he just said one sentence.
"The Iron Masked King told Tu Laoba to call the police. Tu Laoba shrunk his eggs."
Hiss!
The big Mongolian girl stared at me with her eyes turned pale, looking at me with a horrified expression, as if she was frightened by this super-heavy material.
Looking at the Mongolian girl's wonderful and beautiful face, I was a little bit ready to make another revelation to the Mongolian girl.
That means the Iron Masked King personally sends me back to Fangzhou.
I wonder if the Mongolian girl will faint on the spot?
At this moment, a group of people came up from the entrance to the second floor.
The Mongolian girl had sharp eyes and immediately jumped up and patted me on the shoulder: "Just wait for me here.
Not allowed to leave. Otherwise, you will have no friends. "
After saying that, the Mongolian girl spread her long legs and rushed towards the stairs, calling Mrs. Tao in her mouth.
The group of people were all old men of the grandfather generation, wearing either Tang suits or robes. From a distance, they looked like a big boss.
Coupled with the man in suit and the woman in cheongsam who are waiting respectfully next to him, it's really full of style.
"Hello, Mr. Tao. I've finally met you. Do you still remember me? Mr. Bo from the headquarters. The last time I talked to you..."
The Mongolian girl has a sweet mouth, and when she faced Mr. Tao, it was like she was interviewing a boss from the headquarters, with respect and admiration.
In the group of big guys, Mr. Tao, who had white hair and an oval face, politely took the Mongolian girl's business card, nodded with a smile, and said a few words to the Mongolian girl.
Seeing the two people chatting happily, the old and fat young man folded his hands and shouted loudly: "You are Master Tao Bozhentao. I saw you at the National Treasure Appraisal. I came to your master to ask for a calligraphy and ten carts of clean coal." Should you write or not?"
When these words came out, the big guys looked at him sideways, as if they were looking at the old fat young master like a monkey.
Mr. Tao narrowed his eyes, curled his mouth, and handed the business card to the Mongolian girl. Don't look away and leave!
Immediately, the old and fat young man froze on the spot and collapsed.
The Mongolian girl turned around and glared at the old fat young man and cursed, then turned around and quickly apologized to Mr. Tao.
The next second, Mr. Tao turned around under the tug of a man with glasses, and immediately went downstairs with a smile on his face and headed straight for the fat young man.
Li Zihua, an old and fat young man, has an arrogant expression on his face, a snub nose, a cold snort, his head held high, and his eyes squinted. He has the arrogant character of someone who must fawn over and serve him if he is rich.
Just when Li Zihua thought that Mr. Tao was going to apologize to him, Mr. Tao walked directly past the old and fat young man, completely treating the old and fat young man as nothing.
All of a sudden, Li Zihua was at a loss and stayed where he was, his face blushing fiercely.
"Young friend Tong, you are here. I thought you had something to do and wouldn't come. I'm really sorry for your lack of care. I will criticize them right now."
I stood up immediately: "I'm late. Please keep Mr. Tao waiting."
The fish-headed Mr. Tao with an oval face quickly walked up to me, took my hand and said politely: "I can't afford to be Mr. Tao. If Tong Xiaoyou doesn't mind, just call me Brother Tao."
"I don't dare. I'll call you Second Master. You can just call me Xiaotong or Child Master."
Tao Bozhen quickly shook his head and said he didn't take it seriously. He asked me about my hands and face with concern, and immediately led me to the third floor.
"Teacher, I got up a little late today and came here now. Don't be surprised."
"It's an honor to see him grow old."
Today is the day Tao Bozhen and I made an appointment to meet.
He wanted to introduce me to a certain legendary giant.
If I'm lucky, I'll make a fortune today!
That day, Yandu Antique City slapped Tao Bozhen in the face and made me acquainted with my first expert in the Yandu antique circle.
The scene where Tao Bozhen and I were having a pleasant conversation fell into the eyes of the Mongolian girl, which really shocked the boss.
Seeing that I was about to go up to the third floor, the Mongolian girl hurriedly gave me a wink, her hands were clasped together in pleading, and the earnest desire in her eyes was about to burst out.
