"Wait a moment, don't leave now."

The bus came, but Li Ye and others did not get on the bus.

He stood behind Jin Peng and others, watched Naoto Nakamura get into a car and quickly left.

"Brother Peng, the last time Lao Song broke up with someone else's business near Beieritiao, and he was almost crippled. Which alley was he in?"

"I really don't know this. I was the one who went to X's office to get it."

However, Jin Peng thought about it and asked Wei Jiaxian next to him: "Have Lao Song mentioned this to you?"

Wei Jiaxian said depressedly: "I mentioned it, but I only said that the family's surname is Guan. The family is near Beieritiao. There is a big willow tree at the door and a set of official kiln pots from the Ming Dynasty in his hand."

Li Ye's heart sank and said to Tan Min: "Go and call Huang Gang over, and I'll ask him something."

Tan Min went there immediately, but after a while, Huang Gang didn't call him, but his sister Huang Suwen came with Tan Min.

"Brother Li, my brother is drunk too much. You can ask me if you have something to do. If I don't know, wait for him to wake up and tell him and ask him to find you."

"The same goes for you," Li Ye asked, "I heard that there is a big willow tree in your area? Is it right?"

"Big Willow Tree?" Huang Suwen was stunned for a moment, turned his head and pointed: "There is one in that alley. At the door of Mr. Guan Er's house, Brother Li asked what this is for?"

When Li Ye saw that Huang Suwen pointed, it was the alley that Naoto Nagamura had just come out.

"Oh~"

Li Ye sighed and felt that most of the good mood of the day had passed.

If anyone in China is most interested in Chinese antiques, it is a must-have. In addition to flowing to Hong Kong Island, chrysanthemums in the east are also one of the hardest hit areas.

The lame old Song followed the suspicious people at that time, knowing that the other party was departing from Jincheng Port. Now seeing Naoto Nakamura again, Li Ye felt that he was almost inseparable.

Li Ye didn't care much about a set of pots from the Ming Dynasty, but if he was bought overseas by Naoto Nakamura, he would care a lot and be very unhappy.

Seeing that Li Ye did not answer, Huang Suwen suddenly asked with a smile: "Brother Li, have you heard that Mr. Guan Er has antiques at home?"

Li Ye looked at Huang Suwen unexpectedly before asking, "Why did you buy this question?"

Huang Suwen smiled and said, "Last month, someone fought at the door of Mr. Guan Er's house.

Among them, there is a young old man from Dongshan who is very powerful. He beats two of them alone. No one in this whole area doesn't know.

You are all from Dongshan again, I just guess it. If you guess wrong, don’t mind Brother Li.”

You can guess it's true that we are all in the same group.

Li Ye looked at Huang Suwen again now and felt that this crisp, quick and straightforward girl also had a smart and sleek side.

Li Ye just now muttered to Jin Peng, if Wang Jianqiang and Huang Suwen become successful in the future, would he be bullied by this quick-tempered girl? After all, a girl with such a temper is not forgiving!

But now it seems that this girl has a hard and soft personality, which is much better than she thought.

Seeing Li Ye pondering and silent, Huang Suwen explained: "Actually, the little old man from Dongshan is a good person, because the group of people who collected rags only gave Mr. Guan Er sixty yuan at the beginning.

But the old man said that the old things in Mr. Guan Er’s house were antiques. Later, people often came to Mr. Guan Er to pay one price a day.

I heard that some days ago, someone paid 1,000 yuan. Mr. Guan Er was secretly happy every day and said he wanted to change his youngest son to a motorcycle!"

Li Ye smiled and said, "That's probably coming soon. I just saw a small day coming out of the alley. The motorcycle of a small day is really good!"

"I want to buy Mr. Guan Er's old things in my little life?"

Huang Suwen was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Brother Li, wait a moment, I'll go and ask you."

Before Li Ye could stop him, Huang Suwen ran to the alley in a hurry.

Jin Peng couldn't help but smile and said, "This girl is so crispy and fast. I don't know if that stupid guy Qiangzi can save her."

Li Ye said, "I am quite optimistic. Don't always treat Qiangzi as a fool. He is studying every day and improving every day. If you don't work hard, you may be surpassed by him one day."

"Hehe, make progress, progress, I'm also making progress every day!" Jin Peng curled his lips and chuckled, obviously not taking it seriously.

Li Ye taught them twice these days, and Wang Jianqiang's attitude was extremely serious, while Jin Peng just seemed serious.

Huang Suwen came back soon and ran to Li Ye and said, "Someone did come to Mr. Guan Er's house just now. I didn't ask if it was a small day. The bid was quite high, but I still didn't reach an agreement."

"Then Mr. Guan Er has to thank me, Dongshan fellow villager. The strange goods are definitely sold at a high price. Thank you, girl. We're leaving, you go back!"

"Brother Li, don't thank me. I have to thank you for my brother!"

Li Ye and Huang Suwen chatted a few times, and the bus came and everyone got on the bus and left.

After getting on the bus, Li Ye said to Wei Jiaxian in a deep voice: "You go and find Lao Song to make a decision. No matter what, you have to disturb their good things for me."

Wei Jiaxian nodded silently and agreed.

Of course he understood what Li Ye meant, that was, no matter what, he could not let the Ming Dynasty pot fall into Xiaori's hands.

.....

Huang Suwen returned to Wang Jianqiang's new house and saw his father talking on the table with those drunk brothers, but Wang Jianqiang's owner had already drunk too much, so he couldn't help but get angry.

"I'll tell you, uncles, why did you get the owner drunk?"

"Wen Yat-sou, what do you mean by getting drunk? I'm happy, happy."

"Yes, you can drink eight yuan a bottle of wine with great enthusiasm. How can you be unhappy? Why don't you be embarrassed?"

"Xiao Wen, come and help me clean up. Where did you go crazy?"

Huang Gang's mother Yang Xiujuan came over and pulled Huang Suwen away. If you want to say a few words, good friends who have been with no one to worry about for many years will not be able to bear the face.

After entering the kitchen, Huang Suwen helped my mother clean the dishes while not forgiving others: "Mom, Brother Qiangzi is a real person, but they can't treat people as fools!

With a 80 cents of money, I took a few sips of Maotai and caught my brother and Qiangzi to drink wine. I couldn’t finish drinking one cup after another.”

"You're going to be quiet," Yang Xiujuan slapped her daughter on the forehead and whispered: "Are you trying to save money for Qiangzi? Or are you scolding him? After seeing her feeling distressed, she went to him and said privately, "What's going crazy now?"

"Who saved money for him?" Huang Suwen said angrily: "How can I care about the deputy manager? He is willing to be generous, he will lose his fault to death, and he will kill the rich and help the poor!"

"Whose riches kill? Whose poor ones help?"

Huang Gang came in dizzyly. He just blocked the wine for Wang Jianqiang, but couldn't hold on for a while, and was woken up by the girl's scream just now.

"Here, those outside!" Huang Suwen blinked outside, and then suddenly said, "Brother, Brother Li was looking for you just now, but I went there when you fell asleep. He said that it seemed that he had a small day to fall in love with the antiques from Mr. Guan Er's house."

"Little life? Did Mr. Guan Er sell it to him?"

Huang Gang woke up suddenly and narrowed his eyes.

"No, Guan Dasheng opened his mouth and just wanted an imported motorcycle, which cost 250 yuan, but he didn't agree."

"Hey, Guan Laosi really dares to open his teeth," Huang Gang said mockingly: "Why don't we have that kind of old object? If so, I'll change the motorcycle, just use the Happiness brand."

"Our family doesn't care about that thing," Yang Xiujuan said coldly: "Starting your grandfather, we were a well-off working class, not like their old Guan family, hum~."

After hearing my mother's words, the Huang brothers and sisters all came over and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with Mr. Guan Er's house?"

"His family's former surname was Gua."

Yang Xiujuan had a stinky face and went out with a bucket of water.

"The last name is Gua? Which melon? Watermelon or cucumber?"

The brother and sister looked at each other, and scratched their heads for no reason.

....

Naoto Nakamura sat in the back seat of a comfortable car, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, feeling very bad.

Or, he has been in a bad mood recently.

Since he came to the capital where flowers were planted two years ago, Naoto Nakamura has always shown himself as a gentle and rich person, and gradually got along with many classmates and became "good friends".

Many people like Naoto Naoto Naomiya and are very polite to him.

But just a few days ago, he fell in love with a new first-year girl and fully demonstrated his kindness.

But the other party was so rude that he actually let himself "stay away from me". Didn't she see how unique she is?

Isn’t it worth his embrace to the third young master of the Nakamura family in the Dalizi Empire?

It’s not going well in school, and things outside are not going well.

The grandfather at home likes porcelain and antiques for growing flowers. Naoto Nakamura likes his preferences and asks his subordinates to search for similar things at high prices in the capital. It has been very smooth, but in the past month, he has repeatedly failed.

It seemed as if there was a cunning force in the secret, just like the "crawling guerrillas" mentioned by my grandfather, he kept secretly peeking at me.

Today, Naoto Nakamura personally came to talk about a piece of porcelain from the Ming Dynasty, but the other party temporarily repented and asked for a price to make Naoto Nakamura smoke.

【Zhina people, indeed, don’t talk about credit.】

It was fine if this was the case, but the "secretary" assigned by the family to Naoto Naomiya was still muttering in his ears, which was even more annoying.

"Nakamura, you don't need to come forward directly with such a small matter. Your appearance will make the other party more alert and will not be in line with the president's plan for you."

Seeing Naoto Nagamura not speaking, the secretary raised his tone again and said seriously: "The president's wish is to make friends here and provide convenience for the family's business to plant flowers, rather than focusing on a trivial antique."

"negligible?"

Naoto Nakamura was like a robot, mechanically turning his head and looking at the secretary coldly.

"Since it's insignificant, why haven't you succeeded yet?
To be continued...