"Master, do you have any instructions?" Lin Feng asked again when he saw me pondering for a moment.

"Then you make a reservation. I will meet Liu Yang once before next Monday! And it's best not to hide my identity."

"I'll say it when I see him, but I won't hide your identity..." Lin Feng thought for a little embarrassedly and said, "I'll think of another way. Master, wait for my phone call."

Before and after dinner, Lin Feng called again: "Master, you will see Liu Yang tonight, but your identity may need to be modified."

"Make a little more flexible? What does that mean?" I asked.

"Oh, in fact, there is not much change. It's just the spiritual object appraiser, and the information I gave you also says. Liu Yang likes to collect antiques that are touched by spirituality. A while ago, he fell in love with something, but the man asked for a price too high, and there were several competitors raising prices with each other. Liu Yang was about to compete with us for land, but he was not willing to pay for the money, so the transaction was not negotiated."

"I just found that person secretly and paid a large sum of money to ask him to talk to you! The man agreed and met at the Lanwan Hotel tonight. As soon as the wind spread, Liu Yang couldn't sit still and wanted to come immediately, but it was not convenient for me to come forward at this time. In the evening, you would follow one of my friends and dress up as the spiritual object appraiser he hired to appear, so that you can see Liu Yang. Someone will pick you up later."

"Okay! That's it." I replied.

I really underestimated this guy's methods and skills. In such a short time, two consecutive layouts were so fast and clever!

I really don’t know what conspiracies these guys are playing on weekdays!

I waited not long before a polite knock sounded outside the door.

When I opened the door, there was a smart and capable young man in a black suit standing outside.

"Are you Master Zhang? I am Mr. Fang's driver. Mr. Fang asked me to pick you up..."

It seems that this so-called Mr. Fang is a friend Lin Feng asked to pretend to go to the appointment.

An old-fashioned Lincoln was parked outside. When he opened the car door, he saw an old man in his seventies or eighties sitting inside. His hair and beard were snow-white, wearing a snow-white double-breasted Tang suit, and leaning on a dark green dragon-headed crutch, looking very fairy-like.

"Please forgive me for being rude. I am old and my legs are not very flexible. I cannot personally ask for it. Please forgive me for my sins." The old man said very politely, and he did not show any arrogance and contempt because I am a young junior.

I also hurriedly replied that it was okay and asked, "You are Mr. Fang, aren't you?"

"I am calm down below, thanking my friends for loving me, and respecting me, Old Fang, I feel ashamed! If the master calls me that, it will be a slap in the old man." The old man spoke very well, with a very elegant demeanor, and humbleness and self-conciliation, which makes people sincerely feel respectful.

Lincoln's car started slowly, Fang Ziqing picked up a small teapot from the table, poured a cup of tea for me and handed it over, saying, "I'll give it a drink without hesitation."

In fact, I smelled this tea before I could drink it. The tea smell was intoxicating and it was absolutely extraordinary! To put it bluntly, if you really need to use money to measure it, one or two will cost at least seven or eight thousand yuan!

Moreover, the teacup and teapot are even more crystal clear and radiant, and it turns out to be Tang Yu Cup.

Not to mention anything else, this set of tea set is worth millions!

What is this old man’s identity? He is so noble!

I thanked the old man and lowered his head to taste the tea. He stopped talking to me anymore, closed his eyes slightly, as if he was resting his energy.

I secretly investigated and found that an extremely powerful spiritual energy was surging in the old man's body, and the other party was actually a fellow man!

Moreover, his cultivation is extremely high, and it seems that he is only one level worse than Jiang Dayu and the others.

This is a bit strange. Since Lin Feng knows a top expert, why did he ask me for it?

Is this old man pretending to be deep, Lin Feng didn't know his background at all, or is it originally a conspiracy?

I secretly speculated that I could not get the result, and the old man seemed to be ignorant and did not say a word.

It was not long since Lincoln stopped. The capable driver opened the door for me first, asked me to get out of the car, and then moved a golden wheelchair from the trunk and carried the old man up.

It turns out that this is what the old man said about the inconvenience of legs and feet.

The three of us entered the hotel lobby. The staff inside seemed to be familiar with the old man and looked particularly respectful. From the door to the manager, they all smiled and called him Old Fang. The old man had no airs at all, and nodded slightly to everyone with a smile, even facing the waiter girl.

I took the elevator and went up to the top floor. Only then did I realize that there was a different world on the roof.

The entire roof is covered with thick hard soil layers, and many large, not very tall giant banyan trees are planted, and a small garden that is both quiet and vibrant. At first glance, it looks like a villa in the south of the Yangtze River, pavilions and small buildings, sleeping bridges and flowing water, and the scenery is simple and quiet.

Following the curved path made of blue and white pebbles, we walked forward for dozens of meters and saw a spacious main hall in front of us.

At the door were four tall, strong and tough men in black, with their temples slightly bulging and protruding. They looked like Jian Jiazi with a deep foundation. But after seeing the old man, they all bent down and clasped their fists and said, and then opened the gold-hot wooden door behind him.

Warriors have always respected elders and respected their principles, and they are definitely not something that can be bought by money alone.

It can be seen from the actions just now that these people respect the old man from the outside, and are definitely not the kind of purely employed and money relationship.

Before I could find out Liu Yang's background, I even saw him before I could see him, and then a more mysterious Fang Ziqing came out first.

What is this guy's origin?

The main hall is very long, with bright red-haired carpets inside. At the end, there are two rows of Ming-style Taishi chairs with Huanghuali, and one is placed on both sides of the current Eight Immortals table.

This set is a bit like the family of officials during the Tang and Song dynasties, where more than a dozen people were sitting there.

When we saw us walking in, we all stood up and said respectfully to Mr. Fang!

The old man still smiled and looked lit up with everyone, looking very humble and gentle, and that was exactly the same as when facing the waiter girl.

Don’t be too humble because of wealth and honor, and don’t be arrogant because of poverty and humbleness!

This is how to truly be kind to others!

The driver who pushed the old man took off a Taishi chair and let the old man sit side by side with everyone in the wheelchair.
Chapter completed!