Li Xinghe said with a smile: "Okay! Little friend Zhiqiu, come here, I will introduce you to some friends!"
Ye Zhiqiu hung up the phone, packed the raw chicken blood stone, put it in his bag, gave Bai Haotian a few words, and drove to Nancheng District.
An hour later, the car drove out of Nancheng District and arrived at the foot of the green hills in the suburbs. I saw a large manor sitting on the endless grass.
Ye Zhiqiu was slightly surprised. What is Mr. Li's background? To be able to live in a manor in Jianghai City?
Although Jianghai City is a second-tier city, it is close to the provincial capital. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers here, and powerful people with a little status can only buy top-level villas in the suburbs.
Even several major figures in Jianghai City may not be qualified to own a manor.
Ye Zhiqiu drove a Porsche Cayenne and stopped in front of the hollow iron gate.
Before he could speak, the door opened automatically and slowly retracted to the right.
Ye Zhiqiu stepped on the accelerator lightly, and the Cayenne slowly drove into the courtyard. In the manor, directly to the north was a huge three-story white building, with more than a dozen buildings scattered around.
Dozens of various luxury cars have been parked in front of the building.
As soon as Ye Zhiqiu parked the car, a man in his forties who looked like a butler came over and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Li specially asked me to pick you up! I am the housekeeper here, Old Liu. You can just call me Just me, Lao Liu, will be fine!"
Ye Zhiqiu said hello: "Hello, Old Liu!"
He carried his leather bag and followed Lao Liu towards the villa.
Stepping up the steps and opening the door to the hall, I saw a dozen people sitting in the living room, chatting and laughing. When everyone heard the sound, they turned their heads and looked at Ye Zhiqiu.
I saw the old man headed by the north, wearing a black tunic suit and looking energetic. He was none other than Mr. Li.
On the sofa to his left, sat an old man in his sixties or seventies, with white beard and hair, a red face, and almost no wrinkles on his face. In his right hand was a shiny dragon-headed crutch.
Behind him, a young woman wearing a blue cheongsam sat quietly. She was twenty-seven or eighty years old. She had a beautiful appearance and a cold face. She almost turned a deaf ear to all the words in the room and stared at the old man with indifferent eyes.
Under the old man, there sat a man in his twenties, wearing a sky blue suit, with a dignified appearance and extraordinary equipment.
Sitting on Mr. Li's right hand was a man in black, in his fifties, with a bookish look on his face.
The middle-aged man sitting next to the old man was explaining something with great joy and eloquence. When he saw Ye Zhiqiu, he immediately stopped talking and his face immediately darkened.
He turned out to be an acquaintance of Ye Zhiqiu, Guan Taishan, the vice president of the Jianghai Appraisers Association.
Next to Guan Taishan, there were three or four young people sitting, looking at him with admiration.
When Mr. Li saw Ye Zhiqiu coming in, he had already stood up and laughed: "Little friend Zhiqiu, you won't blame me as an old man if I didn't go out to pick you up, right?"
Ye Zhiqiu said hurriedly: "Mr. Li, please don't hurt me! I'm so young, why should I be picked up by someone?"
Mr. Li chuckled and turned to scan the crowd.
"Everyone, this is the little friend Ye Zhiqiuye I mentioned to you just now! You didn't see it at the Han family's stone gambling quarry yesterday. Little friend Ye can tell the difference between rich and poor at a glance, and he is so calm and relaxed!"
"It's such a pity that you didn't see it live!"
No one stood up and glanced at Ye Zhiqiu lightly, but did not respond.
Mr. Li felt a little embarrassed on his face. He suppressed the anger in his heart and still said with a smile on his face: "Zhiqiu, let me introduce you to some friends!"
"This is our famous antique collector in Jianghai City, Old Man Zhao Nanxing Zhao! His collection of antiques is only above mine, never below me!"
Mr. Li pointed at the old man with white beard and hair.
Zhao Nanxing nodded slightly at Ye Zhiqiu: "Zhiqiu, I heard Lao Li mention you just now!"
Ye Zhiqiu nodded in return, but was slightly surprised in his heart. According to the information he received, although Zhao Nanxing was an antique master on the surface, secretly, he also had some gray industries. In terms of strength and influence, he was far ahead of Brother Hu in Dongcheng. .
"That girl is his female disciple, Bai Rumeng!"
Mr. Li looked at the man in a sky blue suit.
"This is Cui Zihao, the young master of the Cui family! Although Zihao is young, he is also a little interested in antiques like you!"
Ye Zhiqiu's heart moved, Cui family?
I wonder if it has anything to do with Cui Wenbin’s family?
Sure enough, Cui Zihao raised his head at this time, stared at Ye Zhiqiu closely with a pair of falcon-like eyes, and snorted coldly.
"Ye Zhiqiu? Have you heard of it?"
"I am Wen Bin's brother, do you know me now?"
Although Cui Zihao is handsome, his words are very rude and everyone feels very uncomfortable.
Ye Zhiqiu snorted lightly and said nothing.
Mr. Li was a little embarrassed when he saw that Ye Zhiqiu was obviously having trouble with his younger brother.
He turned his head, looked at the man in black on his right, and said with a smile: "Zhiqiu, this is Cao Changjiang, President Cao of our Jianghai City Appraiser Association!"
Cao Changjiang did not stand up, but with a faint smile on his face, he took the initiative to extend his right hand.
"Hello Zhiqiu!"
Ye Zhiqiu also shook hands with him and responded.
With so many people present, Cao Changjiang was the only one who had a decent attitude towards him.
Mr. Li turned to look at Guan Taishan and was about to introduce him. Guan Taishan waved his hand: "Mr. Li, no introduction is needed! Ye Zhiqiu and I couldn't be more familiar! He almost turned into ashes and I know him!"
When Li Laoyi heard this, his tone was obviously unkind, and he murmured in his heart, wondering what kind of grudge Ye Zhiqiu had against him?
"Vice President Guan, it's me who should say this! You are more than twice my age. In theory, you should leave before me!"
Ye Zhiqiu replied softly.
"What did you say?" Guan Taishan was furious. He was about to explode, but when he remembered that he was in Li's hometown, he was filled with anger and managed to suppress it.
The young men next to him couldn't keep their temper. They jumped up one by one and said angrily with their halberd fingers: "You brat, you dare to scold our master for his early death? Are you tired of living?"
Guan Taishan shouted in a low voice: "Tianming, you all sit down! This is Mr. Li's home, and we don't want to be treated like such uneducated people!"
The young people were very angry and sat down reluctantly.
Guan Taishan snorted coldly: "Ye Zhiqiu, I've seen the video of you gambling on stones at the Hanjia Yuan Stone Farm yesterday! There is no skill in it, it's just good luck!"
Others also echoed: "Yes! It's just good luck!"
"Even a dog can defeat the eldest young master of the Han family!"
Ye Zhiqiu was not angry and said with a smile: "Vice President Guan, since you only rely on luck, then Vice President, why did you buy a fake plum vase for 1.5 billion?"
"Didn't you have any luck that day?"
