I sneered contemptuously, locked eyes with Lin Hongbin, and said coldly: "Of course it is used as a specimen."
"My pig trough can not only be used as a specimen, but can also be used part-time to feed wild dogs and ghosts."
My sharp gaze made Lin Hongbin afraid to respond.
After a pause, I continued: "Master Lin, I have a message for you, keep it well."
"All God's gifts have a price already marked before they are given out."
"Some are ancestors, some are Yinde, some are descendants, some are Shouyuan..."
"Some...it's fate!" ap.
In the afternoon, the high fence obscured the entire view of the Museum Appraisal Center.
The grand opening drama came to an abrupt end in a way that no one expected with Lin Hongbin's five-ghost killing bureau.
The Gubo Appraisal Center became the biggest joke in the entire industry, and it also became the source of laughter and conversation among Panjiayuan merchants for several days.
Next to the Fangzhou Appraisal Center, the two leaders from the local inspection and inspection department looked at the long queue of senders, their faces almost broke with laughter.
After such a human tragedy, Gubo’s new appraisal center will probably open next month after it is built.
During this period of time, I can prepare for the comprehensive competition with peace of mind.
It's just a pity that something is missing.
The plaque of Jingqi Pavilion.
To be honest, this plaque, which is a genuine cultural relic and a feng shui instrument, is the most powerful when used to inflict evil on people.
He opened the long sandalwood incense gifted by the mason boss and lit it. He bent down and inserted it into the stone pig trough. He turned around and whistled at the two invisible bronze Tang lions on the opposite side and entered the house with his head held high and his hands behind his back.
In the afternoon, Zhang Shiwei’s life secretary Wang Pan came to pick up the little monster. He looked at me with an indescribably weird look.
Not only that, Wang Pan also brought me two cigarettes and a box of wine for the first time.
The smoke is a seven-layer filtered cigarillo, which I have seen at Ajun's place.
The wine is Maotai. 1985.
"The boss said that the cigarettes are gone, so you can save some money."
"The boss said, Maotai is open to drink. Enough."
"The boss said that the Zhang family will not owe anyone anything."
"The boss said that if you want to educate and promote yourself well, your benefits are indispensable..."
Still waiting patiently for the recorder Wang Pan to finish speaking, he retorted with sarcasm: "Did the boss just say this today?"
Wang Pan didn't know why, so he nodded honestly.
"The boss didn't say that this wine was given to him by someone else?"
Wang Pan shook his head decisively and explained: "This is the boss's private collection. Moutai was cheap at that time."
I hummed softly: "The boss didn't say that Maotai needs to be mixed with wine when drinking?"
Wang Panjun looked a little confused and shook his head calmly.
Without giving Wang Pan any time to breathe and think, I suddenly asked: "Why did you look at me like that just now?"
Wang Pan was taken aback and immediately explained: "I, I heard, Assistant Tong, you won the first place in a single category at your headquarters. You solved a world-wide problem."
The corners of my mouth turned upward: "So, the boss asked you to bring me cigarettes and alcohol?"
Wang Panxi's fair and handsome face showed a hint of shock, and he quickly shook his head and denied it.
When Wang Pan stepped out of the door with his left foot, I said coldly to his back: "Next time you lie, remember not to blush."
Wang Pan staggered immediately and almost fell to the ground.
I did not accept the cigarettes and alcohol given by Zhang Shiwei, but asked Wang Pan to take them back.
"Go back and tell the boss, just tell me what I said."
"As a teacher, I will never accept gifts."
"If you tell the boss again, just tell me what I said."
"The Chinese New Year is coming, and there isn't much time left for him."
In the morning, I thought I was going to drink northwest wind today, but when the inventory came out, my income was surprisingly 1.5 times the usual amount. It’s hard to believe even if you call me Brother Gui.
The little cousin's collagen face, which had been gloomy for a whole day, finally returned to its former cheerful and innocent smile.
Just a hole in the face
, making her smile not as good as before.
Business is booming today, and the reason is Lin Hongbin!
No matter how hard Lin Hongbin tried to deal with me, I only defended and did not fight back.
It was this lack of counterattack that changed my feng shui for the better.
God is watching what you do, you must be on guard against others, and you must not have the intention of harming others. Not everyone can play the double-edged sword of karma, and not everyone can play it well.
In the evening, I went to Yanqi Lake.
Ah-Run's injury was not healed yet and he was too embarrassed to see anyone, so he could only stay in the Fuxing dormitory to recuperate.
Songyang Hanbotu has been sent to Hong Kong Island.
Ajun's suggestion is to send Han Bo Tu to Christie's for auction. The time is set for two weeks later.
I didn't agree.
If Han Bo Tu were to be auctioned, it would definitely be a global sensation.
This is Qianlong's first imperial painting ever to be auctioned, so it would be strange if it didn't cause a global sensation.
Coupled with the blessing of the world-famous Jinsu Mountain Tibetan Sutra Paper, this painting is worth tens even with your eyes closed.
But I couldn't let this painting come to light.
Once it was exposed, the old despicable person knew that this painting was given to me by Generation Mei.
With this despicable old man, it would be strange if Ning Cheng didn't want to trick me to death!
Just the simplest excuse.
Songyang Hanbo Pictures are prohibited items for calligraphy and painting trade!
This reason that no one can refute directly locks Han Botu to death forever and ever.
"If you buy it privately, the price will be a little lower. Uncle Xu gave me a round number of 100 million. If you want more, you have to wait for the opportunity."
"When I recover from my injury, I will fly to Hong Kong Island myself."
I shook my head: "One hundred million is one hundred million. Tell them to pay."
The little black cat is still in the general period and cannot go abroad. Not even Hong Kong Island can go.
It is completely unnecessary for him to go to an organization to get a passport for a painting.
Ah Chun tried his best to open his swollen panda eyes and looked at me: "Brother, you are short of money, I have it here. One billion to eight billion..."
"That's your money. I don't use it."
Ah Chun was a little unhappy, lowered his head and said silently: "Brother, I know what you want to do. As long as you say a word, I will give you all my property."
"Yueyue is dead. These external possessions are all burdens."
I habitually patted Ajun's head and then stopped him in mid-air. Looking at my former life-and-death little brother, I pursed my lips and gave the little black cat a gentle slap.
The little black cat's mental state is seriously depressed and decadent, and he even has thoughts of seeing through the world of mortals.
In the early morning of that day, Ah Ru and my three brothers from the snack bar were beaten violently. Ah Ru did not hold them accountable. Instead, he paid them a sum of money that they did not have to work for ten years.
