Reborn Xueba, she is beautiful and sassy

Hao Xin raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "I am indeed a good girl! I don't bother you, old man, to judge this. As for the words I sent you, I will not take them back. Who asked you to scold my master in the first place?

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The guest became even more annoyed, pointed at Hao Xin and said: "Okay, it turns out you and the old man are in the same group. Even if I am blind, I still treat you as a good boy."

Hao Xin nodded and continued to sarcastically say: "You are indeed blind. You can't recognize the treasures in front of you. You can't even recognize people! I don't expect someone with such a blind eye like you to be able to see me wisely."

You know your talent! However, apart from being blind, you probably also have poor hearing. From the beginning to the end, I didn’t say a single word of compliment to you. I couldn’t even hear the sarcasm, so you’re pretty deaf!”

"Okay! Okay! This is how you do business. You see, I am determined to blackmail you in the circle to see who else dares to do business with you in the future!" The customer was about to walk out angrily.

When Hao Xin saw him, he couldn't help but smile and shout at his back: "Go slowly and don't send me away. Let me remind you that when you hack us, remember to say that this store belongs to Mr. Fan Zhong."

"Okay, Fan Zhong, isn't it Fan Zhong!" the guest said angrily as he walked out. But after he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, paused in his steps, and suddenly turned around and looked: "What did you say? Who?

Fan Zhong?"

Hao Xin nodded: "Yes, Mr. Fan Zhong!"

The guest immediately turned back and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Hao Xin shook his head helplessly: "You are really deaf, I said..." Hao Xin deliberately raised his voice and said: "Mr. Fan Zhong."

These words made the guest's ears numb and there was a buzzing sound.

He looked at Fan Zhong for a long time, and then stammered: "You, you, you, you are, Fan Zhong? That master of treasure appraisal in the collecting world, Fan Zhong?"

Fan Zhong snorted coldly and did not reply.

This old man also has a temper!

Hao Xin said from the side: "Yes, my master is the master of treasure appraisal in the collecting world, but he is not Fan Zhong, but Mr. Fan Zhong!"

Hao Xin deliberately corrected the guest's stuttering. Why did this person disrespect the master so much in the first place!

The guest was so regretful that his intestines turned blue. If he had known that this person in front of him was the great god, he would not have been so unreasonable just now. It was all his own fault.

He looked at the paintings on the wall again and couldn't help but wonder: Is there still a chance to do it all over again?

But then he sighed, even if others were willing to give him a chance to start over, he didn't have the strength!

He was just pretending to be so arrogant just now. How can he have five million to buy this thing? If his wife finds out, she will twist his ears off.

With this thought in mind, he moved toward the door. Fan Zhong said to Hao Xin unceremoniously: "Girl, close the door and accompany Master to the back for tea."

"Okay!" Hao Xin responded, and then ran to the door first, watching the guests moving out step by step.

The old man glanced at Hao Xin and felt that his face was agitated. He lowered his head and walked quickly for a few steps.

After seeing off the guests and closing the door, Hao Xin approached Fan Zhong and said, "Master, I came here to ask for something."

Fan Zhong looked at Hao Xin and smiled fondly: "I know you, a girl, don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing! Tell me, what's the matter?"

Hao Xin looked at the vase in the store, the one she had given to Fan Zhong before.

"Master, can you lend me the vase first? I'll give it to you after I get some treasures."

Fan Zhong didn't really intend to buy the vase at first, and what he told Hao Xin to put it in the store for consignment was just a temporary pretense. Afterwards, many people did inquire about the pair of bottles, but Fan Zhong didn't have any.

Sell ​​it and leave it to Hao Xin.

"Take them if you want. I'll give you both of those pairs." Fan Zhong waved his hand casually, as if taking them away would not cause trouble in his eyes.

Of course, Hao Xin would not take it for free, but she was reluctant to give it to Fan Zhong with several million at once. The company had just started, and there would be many ways to spend money in the future. She felt bad for spending so much money to buy a bottle.

Even if Hao Xin bought this bottle for 500,000 yuan and now exchanged it for the original price, she wouldn't be able to part with it. 500,000 yuan can be used for many purposes.

"Master, then I will write you an IOU. In due time, I will definitely bring back a treasure of equal value to you."

Fan Zhong knew that this child was stubborn, so he didn't bother to argue with her, and waved his hand: "Take it first, and we will talk about the future later."

When she brings it later, just don’t accept it.

Hao Xin still took a pen and paper to write an IOU, and then went to wrap the bottle happily.

Hao Xin only wrapped one bottle because the other one was not hers. Plus, two bottles together would be so rare. It was possible to sell them for 20 to 30 million yuan. Such an expensive gift would make

The Si family's decision-making seems to be biased.

After wrapping the bottle, Hao Xin walked to the backyard: "Master, I used to eat the noodles you made before. Today I want you to try my cooking."

Hao Xin walked to the backyard, and Shang Siyi followed him like a follower to help.

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When he left Fan Zhong Antique Shop at night, the sky had already darkened, but Hao Xin still wanted to put his things back in the apartment first. After all, it was not safe to bring millions of things back to the dormitory.

Before the two of them reached home, they were attracted by the noisy sound in front of them. They saw that it was a group of people fighting.

Hao Xin carried this treasure and walked forward quickly without wanting to cause trouble.

Shang Siyi saw that Hao Xin had no intention of interfering, so he didn't do anything.

The two of them were about to walk past, when suddenly a wine bottle was broken at Hao Xin's feet, and glass particles were splashed everywhere. Fortunately, Hao Xin was wearing trousers, otherwise his legs would have been stained.

Hao Xin frowned and held back his dissatisfaction, but Shang Siyi beside him looked over with anger in his eyes.

Just such a look immediately caused the crowd to yell and yell: "What's wrong? You silly guy, what are you looking at!"

Shang Siyi dared to speak, but Hao Xin pulled him and gave him a look, hoping to calm him down.

Before Shang Siyi made the second move, another wine bottle flew over, this time heading for Shang Siyi's head.

He quickly raised his hand, grasped the bottle accurately, and then threw it out with his backhand.

This time the bottle went straight towards Huang Mao who threw the bottle. Huang Mao didn't have Shang Siyi to reach out, and he didn't expect that Shang Siyi could catch the bottle and throw the bottle back. The bottle hit Huang Mao squarely.

On the forehead.

Hao Xin also took advantage of the situation and looked over. Even if she didn't want to meddle in other people's business and wanted to make peace with others, the bottle was clearly intentional. How could she still endure it?

She can stay out of trouble, but she can't be afraid of it!

People have already hit her on the head, and if she tries to "keep things quiet", she is being cowardly!

She looked over coldly, just glanced at it, and then smiled: "Hey, it's still a narrow road for enemies!"