The ace broker of superstar development

Chapter 34 The Mighty Female Man (2)
Xunlie described with joy: "My master is a real kung fu master. I'm afraid my brother and the others are no match."

Feng Jianguo looked at Dong Meng suspiciously, and waved his hands amusedly: "You are joking with the old man."

Feng Ling leaned forward and muttered: "Grandpa, it's definitely not a joke."

The old man waved his hand: "What do you young people know? You can't practice kung fu in more than ten years. Little girl, you must be honest."

Dong Meng didn't speak, and Han Xi couldn't help but sneer: "Some people can tell all kinds of lies in order to win others' favor, and it will be ugly if they are exposed in the future."

Dong Meng glanced at the other party indifferently, and then moved her eyes to Han Xi's calf. The latter shivered, only feeling that his bones were more painful, and hurriedly changed the subject.

"Grandpa, do you like this gift?"

Feng Jianguo opened the gift box in his hand, and a dagger that swallowed gold gleamed faintly.

"Historical Records · Assassin Biographies · Jing Ke" records: "Yan Taizidan sent Ke to assassinate the King of Qin, hoping to get the dagger of the world, and got the dagger of Mrs. Xu from Zhao, and took a hundred gold. The envoy uses medicine to extract it. To test people, The blood is soaking in the strands, and everyone will die, but they pretend to send Jing Qing."

As you can see from the picture, the dagger is a murder weapon in many records, and it just happened to meet the old man's appetite.

Feng Jianguo squeezed his fingers together and made a hand with his thumb, and gently picked up the dagger from the gift box. Under the light of the crystal lamp in the hotel, the delicate and beautiful patterns on the dagger gathered the light to the extreme, and the faint cold light flickering on the top was even more impressive. It shows that this is by no means an ordinary handicraft.

"Okay, okay, I like this gift." Feng Jianguo sighed, his fingers stroked the surface of the dagger from top to bottom, the edge of the swallowing gold knife shone with an intoxicating luster, and the old man smiled rarely.

Han Feng bowed his head respectfully: "This is a gift specially prepared by Xiaoxi, I hope you like it."

Han Xi showed a sweet and greasy smile, and put on a cute posture.

"As expected of the granddaughter-in-law of our family, you have a heart." The old man has loved martial arts all his life, and he can't put it down when he sees such artifacts.

Feng Ling couldn't help frowning: "What kind of granddaughter-in-law, I don't admit it."

The old man snorted coldly, he was too lazy to say anything, and kept playing with the dagger in his hand.

Feng Ling had no choice but to approach Dong Meng helplessly.

"Would you give me two hands?"

With real kung fu, a dagger or something is a bird.

Dong Meng rolled her eyes: "I'm not here to show off, let alone show off."

Xun Lie chuckled, but he didn't help Feng Ling. It would be good if Mr. Feng didn't believe it. If this old man really discovered Dong Meng's kung fu, I'm afraid the candidate for the grandson-in-law would be replaced immediately. I don't know, well, I don't know him You can take advantage of it.

Seeing the old man's beard curled up in joy, Feng Ling gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "I'll take over the housework for this month!"

Dong Meng tilted her head and smiled slightly: "Is this true?"

"It's more real than real gold and silver!"

"Okay." The female general smiled and walked slowly to Feng Jianguo.

"Old man, although this kind of dagger is finely crafted, it is unavoidably inferior to being flashy."

The old man frowned, disliking Dong Meng's remarks, and Han Xi sneered even more.

"It's better than someone coming empty-handed."

Dong Meng stretched out her hand: "Give it to me, and I'll give you a trick as a gift, how about it?"

Feng Jianguo couldn't help hesitating, but still handed the dagger to Dong Meng.

The female general smiled slightly. Although this dagger looks beautiful, it is far from the realm of cutting iron like mud. Although the materials of today are much more advanced than those of their time, they tend to be more impractical and gorgeous. It is really sad.

"Look." Dong Meng held the dagger in one hand, and gently groped for it with the other.

The exquisite and dazzling pattern turns the dagger into a fragile toy. Tsk, you won't be happy if something that should be used to kill people has become like this.

The fingertips stopped at a certain place, Dongmeng's green fingers slightly bent, and quietly fell.

"Om." The face of the dagger trembled violently, such a gentle movement, but it seemed to cause some violent reaction.

"This..." While everyone was stunned, with Dong Meng's point at the center, the exquisite dagger produced spider web-like patterns, spreading to the surroundings.

"This, I shouldn't need compensation." Dong Meng put the dagger on the table, clicked, and the layers of debris peeled off so that the people around couldn't say a word. In just a few seconds, only the dagger remained. Putting down the mighty gold swallowing short handle, it looks so ironic.

Feng Ling swallowed, and said righteously: "No need to pay..."

Only then did he know how many times he had narrowly escaped death, and his skin would never be harder than this dagger.

Mr. Feng couldn't believe his eyes. He even believed that the little girl was doing tricks, but the scene just now happened right in front of his eyes.

It is clear that there is no room for manipulation, Feng Jianguo believes that he has not yet reached the point where his eyesight is dizzy.

Although he felt sorry for the dagger, he felt faintly in his heart that if it was really shattered by this girl, it would only be reduced to a handicraft, which is not a pity.

"You bastard, come with me later."

The old man took a deep look at Dong Meng.

Feng Ling seemed to realize something, and looked at the female general with joy.

The female general blinked in confusion, while Xun Lie muttered sourly beside her.

"This guy is one step ahead, no, master, you have to meet my family later."

Dong Meng couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing seeing your family members? It's too late to hide from them."

After all, the members of the Xun family do not allow Xun Lie to set foot in the showbiz, so it's okay to turn a blind eye and close one eye to not know the specific situation. If they really sit together, Xun Lie might have to quit the company.

Xun Lie bowed his head in frustration: "That's true, especially my brothers, oh..."

Han Feng stood there with cold hands and feet, and the daughter beside him was also pale.

The dagger they had worked so hard to find turned out to be a counterfeit thing, but Dong Meng's work was so beautiful that they couldn't say a word.

"Mr. Feng, Young Master Feng, since Xiaoxi is not feeling well, I will take her back first, and I will come to visit another day. I wish the old man good luck like the East China Sea and a longer life than Nanshan."

Feng Jianguo nodded: "Miss Han was wronged today, all because of my bastard."

Han Feng smiled dryly: "You can't blame Young Master Feng, Xiao Xi is too reckless." After saying that, he pulled his wife to leave, but the middle-aged woman glared at Dong Meng, as if she wanted to keep him in her heart.

The surrounding guests dispersed in twos and threes as early as when the old man chased them away. Apart from Xun Lie, Feng Ling and old man Feng who saw the scene just now, Mo Lan and An Xiaoche were also stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.

(End of this chapter)