Shengshibaojian

The man instantly reminded Shen Qiu of a detail.

Before that, Mr. Tang from the Panjiayuan Night Market mentioned a detail. When Zhang Zhilin and his wife left the shop, they met a man with hare lips. Since then, Zhang Zhilin and his wife have not seen each other again. .

"My surname is Mao, Mao Weilong! Maybe Master Shen Qiu hasn't heard of me very much before this. I also have an antique shop in Yanjing City! Charles Antique Mall! It's located at the west gate of Panjiayuan, specializing in trade exports business! To put it bluntly, it is doing business with foreigners!"

"Are you from the Mao family?"

"There's nothing wrong with you saying that. My shop can be regarded as a branch of the Mao family. The Mao family is in charge of the domestic antique trading market. My side is more in charge of dealing with foreigners and foreign devils."

Shen Qiu carefully scrutinized the appearance of the man in front of him, and he didn't know whether it was because of his appearance or his own personality. Shen Qiu felt a murderous aura when he saw him, an extremely Cold and murderous.

Mao Weilong belongs to the common thin face shape, but you can see strips of protruding flesh from the bridge of the nose down, and the frontal bone is high and long, and the white area of ​​the eyes is larger than the eyeballs.

The "Tianxiang Shenshu" clearly mentioned that this kind of face is a kind of fierce face, which is called a horizontal face, to the effect that this kind of person is indifferent, cruel, and has no feelings at all in their worldview. To sum up, it is to achieve the goal by whatever means.

"So...so what does Mr. Mao want to express to me?"

"Hehe, Master Shen Qiu is very happy..." Mao Weilong grinned, showing his big black teeth covered with smoke, "I won't beat around the bush with you, I heard that Master Shen Qiu had a quarrel with the Mao family a few days ago. Some contradictions? At the Treasure Appreciation Conference a few days ago?"

"You also know that the Mao family has always acted swiftly and resolutely, especially with their opponents. As for me, I usually don't like to owe other people's favors when doing things. It just so happens that you, Shen Qiu, have done me a big favor this time. This stinky stone of Zhugu!"

"So Shen Qiu, you are a smart person, you should understand what I mean, right?"

The other party was halfway through speaking, and asked Shen Qiu a question.

Shen Qiu naturally understood Mao Weilong's deep meaning.

It means that originally I was going to kill you, but because you did me a favor, I will spare you once. From now on, you, Shen Qiu, have to be a man with your tail between your legs, don’t offend me easily Home.

Then, do I, Shen Qiu, have to kneel down for you, to thank you for your kindness of not killing me?

"Hehe...is that all?" Shen Qiu teased.

"Shen Qiu, as the saying goes, it's good to enjoy the shade under a big tree. Looking at the big tree of Mao's family at that time, it was unique in Yanjing City. Even if it was in the south of the Yangtze River, we didn't pay attention at all. Anyway, Shen Qiu, follow Mao You can’t go wrong with your home, especially if it’s beneficial to your future without any harm!”

"No need." Shen Qiu directly interrupted Mao Weilong's words: "Although the scale of Xuanbaozhai is not too big, it can be regarded as a small storefront in Yanjing City at most, but Shen Qiu's ambition is not big, and he can be in Yanjing City. I am satisfied with just a mouthful of food, so I thank Boss Mao for his support, and Shen Qiu appreciates your kindness..."

Mao Weilong's face turned ashen, and he scolded in a deep voice: "What's wrong with Shen Qiu? Shameless? You insist on breaking my wrist? You can go out and inquire about what I, Mao Weilong, have done in Yanjing City these few years Son! Young people had better think before they make up their minds!"

"No need, Boss Mao has nothing to do and Shen Qiu left first?"

Mao Weilong stood up from his seat: "Yes, Shen Qiu, they all said that you are arrogant, and I finally saw it for myself today. I hope you can go back and think it through yourself, and! About the "Question of the Eight Immortals" "The Road" painting! I hope you don't meddle in other people's business anymore, you can't meddle in everything in Yanjing City, and if you don't do it, you might end up with your own life!"

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night.

As the host, Qin Qingyu booked a large private room in Quanjude to celebrate the triumphant return of Shen Qiu and Zhu Gu's bloody fight.

"Master...Actually, my sister has something to trouble you...I want to show you something, it's a mirror, that is, a mirror..."

Qin Qingyu pinched Qin Qinglei: "Don't worry about this matter, let Shen Qiu wake up first."

"En." Shen Qiu suddenly thought of the man with harelips in the afternoon: "By the way, Qin Qingyu, Xiaolei, you two are also old people in Yanjing City. Do you know Mao Weilong?"

"Mao Weilong? What the hell?"

Qin Qinglei had originally picked up a piece of fat roast duck, but when he heard the name, he suddenly trembled, and the piece of duck meat on the chopsticks fell to the ground in fright: "Master! Why did you suddenly mention this person? Did you offend him for something? This guy?"

Qin Qinglei turned pale with fright, hearing this name was like a mouse meeting a cat.

"It's okay, I'm just inquiring about it!"

"That's good, that's good! Master! Let me tell you! Don't provoke this person. Regardless of his identity and background, his appearance can scare ghosts to death! Usually If you meet a timid or a child, you will be frightened and cry! We have a nickname called Mao Yanwang!"

Coincidentally, since Shen Qiu met that guy in the afternoon, he has never had any appetite, and the other's gloomy face would pop up in his mind from time to time.

"Let's talk about this person's identity and background. Telling it can scare people to death! The godson of the boss of the Mao family came out to do the antique business on his own. He has established a world! It is said that his annual sales amount is as high as more than one billion yuan, which can basically be equal to that of our Qin family, Yangxuan!"

"The most amazing thing is this person's rank! As far as I know, this person is a sixth-rank grandmaster! Master, do you know what this means? A sixth-rank grandmaster is arrogant in Yanjing City! Except for the people from the Mao family, one grandmaster in Yanjing City counts as one, and at most there are more than ten! And this person is also the youngest sixth-rank grandmaster in Yanjing City! No one can break this record until now!"

"The last thing I want to say is the most perverted thing about this person, master, do you know? This person has a strange habit! That is eating porcelain tiles! Porcelain tiles!"

Eating tiles?

Several people present, including Shen Qiu, couldn't help being shocked when they heard this, Master Pao subconsciously touched his mouth: "I've heard a lot of anecdotes about eating all kinds of messy things before, but this is the first time I've heard of eating porcelain chips! Doesn’t this stuff fill your stomach after eating it?”

"You have to ask Mao Weilong himself, this cannon man. It is said that this kid has developed a habit of eating porcelain since he was a child. The older the porcelain, the more enjoyable and energetic he is to eat! This is not my nonsense. ! I saw him eat tiles with my own eyes back then!"

Qin Qinglei drew a shape the size of a biscuit: "It's just this size of porcelain, in front of me, it's like eating potato chips, it tastes crunchy, and I'm depressed! After he So becoming the youngest sixth-grade grandmaster, does it have something to do with eating porcelain tiles!"

"This hobby is really fresh, brother! I will also prepare some porcelain pieces for you later on. I don't want any poor quality ones. I only eat porcelain pieces from official kilns, five famous kilns, Ru kilns, Ding kilns, and blue and white porcelain. Maybe we won't be able to use them for long." It can break the sixth-grade record of this Mao Weilong!"

"Huh? No! Xiao Lei?"

Zuo Xiaoqing suddenly realized something: "How do you know Mao Weilong so well? Even his hobbies are so clear!"

"Are you kidding? Xiaoqing? Who am I! There is nothing in Yanjing that I don't know!"

"He was cheated by Mao Weilong back then."

Qin Qingyu said something lightly, and instantly blocked Qin Qinglei's mouth, and then added a sentence: "And it's still very miserable..."

"I said sister, can't you let me pretend to be cowardly? After all, this is also in front of Xiaoqing, so you should save some face for my brother!"

"Face is not important!" Zuo Xiaoqing said with a smothered smile, "Tell me quickly! What happened between you and this Mao Weilong? Why did you get screwed!"

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