Leaving Yunqi, Uncle Fang explained to Meng Yun on the way: "A big chaebol came from the capital. I heard that this time I brought a star weapon with grade. If you want to get it from the three northeastern provinces for sale, there are relatively fewer rules here."

"After the third master went to see it that day, he was distracted and said that he wanted to get the thing in everything. He even said that his previous collection was completely garbage compared to that thing!"

Meng Yun nodded slightly. No wonder Ling San would set up an auction and take out the things he had collected for auction. His relationship had a better goal, so he wanted to take a try.

"But Mr. Meng, you also know that since it is the three provinces, it is not just a family. Facing that treasure, many people have something. I heard that that thing can harmonize Feng Shui and turn bad luck into good luck! This is the third time I have gathered together to negotiate the price, and I guess it will be a hammer this time!"

Uncle Fang said to Meng Yun that he also worried about this matter with Ling San.

According to RMB calculation, that thing will not be sold without tens of millions. What's more, it's in this seventh dimension, and what people want is the crystallization of star power.

...

No one has many such scarce resources in his hands, and it is a situation that is damaged by the muscles and bones, which is why this situation is caused.

This time, Ling San invited Meng Yun to go, probably hoping that Meng Yun could take his hands on him. If it is true, it is not impossible for Ling San to compete.

Meng Yun thought secretly, and at the same time sighed at the pursuit of these so-called chaebols.

Perhaps something that can improve one's strength is not very touching in the eyes of these chaebols. On the contrary, this kind of Feng Shui thing is the most touching.

I guess wealthy businessmen at this level care more about not how powerful they can have, but how long their own business can last and their own health can be healthy.

Don’t you know that this is actually taking a wrong path, and the only way to ensure all this is strength.

At the same time, Meng Hao was also curious about Ling San's opponents. You should know that in these three provinces, with Ling San's identity, there are still people who dare to compete with him, and they may have a very special background.

Under the leadership of Uncle Fang, Meng Hao came to an ordinary courtyard in the suburbs.

I guess no one would have thought that there were actually several big figures in such an ordinary courtyard. I am afraid that everyone here would cause a sensation when they went to the auction that day!

But on the contrary, the environment here is so ordinary.

...

In the small courtyard, a middle-aged man was sitting on a rocking chair, and his mind seemed a little restless.

Seeing Uncle Fang take the lead in, the middle-aged man looked over, and Uncle Fang also walked straight towards this person. It must be Ling San.

At the same time, Meng Yun was also looking at Ling San.

Ling San's face was a little pale, with black bags in his eyes, and although he was a little fat, he was not that thick. Instead, he felt a sense of frivolity and was sitting in a bad posture. Although he was wearing a suit and tie, anyone would feel awkward at first glance.

It seems that this person is born not suitable for suits and tie.

Meng Yun shook his head secretly, no wonder even Aaron didn't take Ling San seriously, and looked like he wanted to speak but stopped. I'm afraid that Ling San's character would be much worse than Mr. Ling.

And Meng Yun even knew that Ling San was the least capable one among the three sons of Mr. Ling.

...

Seeing Meng Yun following Uncle Fang, Ling San asked, "Mr. Meng?"

Meng Yun nodded and was about to speak, but at this moment a harsh voice came from beside him, and he said to Ling San with a sarcastic emphasis: "Ling San, can't your Ling family find anyone in these three provinces? He actually found such a young boy. If no one is on your side, I can lend you one."

The person who spoke was next to Ling San's rocking chair. A middle-aged man fiddling with flowers and plants glanced at Meng Yun and said indifferently.

When Ling San heard this, his face turned cold and he said with some dissatisfaction: "Huang Xing, this is Meicheng, not your Baicheng, you don't have the right amount of talking too much. Do you believe it or not, I will blow you out now?"

"Oh, Ling Laosan, you are really angry. If your second brother talks to me like this, I really don't dare to talk too much. Go back to my Baicheng immediately, but are you Ling Laosan?"

"Tsk tsk, I'm really not qualified to order me." Huang Xing said with a slight smile.

Standing next to Huang Xing were several men in black, wearing sunglasses, with dragons and tigers, and their star power was also very strong, so they were obviously a good player.

After all, those who dare to come here are prepared and no one will fight unprepared battles!

...

Sitting beside Huang Xing, there was an old man wearing Tang suit and lying on a rocking chair that was exactly the same as Ling San. He closed his eyes and held a fan leisurely, with a huge shelf.

Even when Meng Yun arrived, the old man had never opened his eyes.

Ling San was ridiculed by someone so much, and he shouted and slapped the table, which was like a fight with disagreement.

But Huang Xing didn't care at all, and he didn't even look at Ling San, and continued to turn around and fiddle with his flowers and plants.

"Okay, why are you quarrel?"

Seeing this, the old man finally said, then frowned and said to Ling San: ""

When Ling San heard this, his face turned cold and he said with some dissatisfaction: "Huang Xing, this is Meicheng, not your Baicheng, you don't have the right amount of talking too much. Do you believe it or not, I will blow you out now?"

"Oh, Ling Laosan, you are really angry. If your second brother talks to me like this, I really don't dare to talk too much. Go back to my Baicheng immediately, but are you Ling Laosan?"

"Tsk tsk, I'm really not qualified to order me." Huang Xing said with a slight smile.

Standing next to Huang Xing were several men in black, wearing sunglasses, with dragons and tigers, and their star power was also very strong, so they were obviously a good player.

After all, those who dare to come here are prepared and no one will fight unprepared battles!

...

Sitting beside Huang Xing, there was an old man wearing Tang suit and lying on a rocking chair that was exactly the same as Ling San. He closed his eyes and held a fan leisurely, with a huge shelf.

Even when Meng Yun arrived, the old man had never opened his eyes.

Ling San was ridiculed by someone so much, and he shouted and slapped the table, which was like a fight with disagreement.

But Huang Xing didn't care at all, and he didn't even look at Ling San, and continued to turn around and fiddle with his flowers and plants.

"Okay, why are you quarrel?"

Seeing this, the old man finally said, then frowned and said to Ling San: ""
Chapter completed!