It was heard that the needle fell in the room, and neither of them spoke first.

After Chen Fengmian asked that, his scalp felt a little numb.

He always thought he was quite a bit smart, but he had never noticed it at all since he had been to Jiang Yun for so long.

If it weren't for the fact that the senior brother had been avoiding him, he wouldn't have interfered in these things, let alone...

He suddenly remembered those who were with him. Did they participate in it?

Even if they are not involved, do they really don’t know about these things?

A little further away.

Those teenagers...

Chen Fengmian's eyes were a little straight, and his breathing became slightly heavier.

Starting from a test paper, the people who attracted him never called him a master from beginning to end.

Although he also called him teacher jokingly, because Chen Fengmian did not accept disciples, he didn't care.

But now thinking about it, it's too abnormal.

The antique circle originally valued inheritance, not to mention that it is a place where Jiang Yun cares about etiquette and law.

Chen Fengmian held the teacup and recalled it several times, but finally it was still confirmed.

No one has ever mentioned that even if Tong Hao and the others didn't think so far, their elders should have thought of it.

But after all, it's just a thank you, a cup of tea.

"Did you figure it out?" Mei Zhou curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes: "The reason I didn't contact you is because the move you made is very right."

Before Chen Fengmian could reply, he said again: "It's not your chess. You are just an unintentional move, because you are so Buddhist, which saves a lot of trouble."

Yes, if he rushed over like his senior brother, Jiang Yun would yell to find someone.

If he buys things everywhere and resells...

"You should have discovered that Jiang Yun's people are similar. They like to collect things, but they rarely sell them." Mei Zhou adjusted his sitting position and put his elbow on his chin: "You haven't doubted where did they get the money?"

If you really only buy but not sell, the money will still flow in the rivers and clouds. No matter how much money makes money, it will be a stagnant pool.

But they were really rich, with 300 paintings, Rong Shengtang took off his hands in a few days.

The things on the second floor were sold out if they were said to be sold out.

Where did their money come from?

Chen Fengmian was suffocated and gritted his teeth and said, "I have been to Tong's house, and Mr. Tong has a shipping channel."

Although it is not profitable, it can support a whole family.

"You've never been curious about how this small scene in the Tong family became Jiang Yun's first family?" Mei Zhou snorted and raised his eyebrows: "Is it based on his Tong Hao's pig brain, or is it based on his relatives disregarded, or is it based on his unnamed reputation as Mr. Tong?"

Chen Fengmian opened his mouth and clenched the teacup.

After a while, he slowly spit out two words: "Puppet."

"I'm thinking too much." Mei Zhou waved his hand: "Qingrong is a puppet, Mr. Tong...at most it's a sign!"

Put out a beautiful and clean sign to cover up peace and confuse others.

Even Chen Fengmian didn’t need to ask anymore, and the Qin family was not much different.

So Qin Lang was taught that kind of virtue, so Tong Hao was foolish and Tong Yao was stupid and superficial.

If all of these are deliberately done...

Chen Fengmian couldn't help but shivered.

"But the Qin family is much smarter than the Tong family." Mei Zhou shook his head and smiled, as if he remembered a rather pleasant past: "That old man... hey, he has given up his son, but his grandchildren have taught him well."

It really responds to the old saying that good bamboo shoots are produced.

Thinking of Qin Qingyue, Chen Fengmian really doesn’t know what to say.

She was lucky, and she jumped out of this circle from the beginning, so she easily avoided all this.

But did Qin Xuewu, do he know or don’t?

"But now I think these are all empty." Mei Zhou looked at Chen Fengmian and said seriously: "Tell me your thoughts first. You have already caught the person. What are you going to do?"

What to do? Chen Fengmian glanced at him and looked cold: "What else can I do? Pry open their mouths."

Mei Zhou sneered and shook his head: "If we really want to pry it open, can we still drag it to this point? It doesn't exist, let's say something useful."

"If you can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't do it." Chen Fengmian raised his hand and looked at the time, yawning: "It's a little late today, tomorrow, I'll ask someone for a meal, and I'll reply you the day after tomorrow."

So fast?

Mei Zhou frowned: "Don't be so anxious, come on slower..."

"Do you think these people suddenly disappear, and others won't notice it? Especially Shopkeeper Song, he was dragged by Bo Qingrong now, and then he came to his senses. How could these things be hidden from him?" Chen Fengmian shook his head and tapped his eyebrows with his fingertips: "This matter is actually easy to deal with. I'll go back first and see if I recognize these people first."

It turns out that he came over directly, and he didn't even see anyone?

Mei Zhou couldn't laugh or cry, but then he was moved when he thought about it.

Pushing the wheelchair to the door, Mei Zhou finally couldn't help but speak: "Don't be too hurrying, I'm fine, I'll arrange for someone to follow you, and if you have something to do, please let him do it."

Chen Fengmian snorted and waved his hand: "No, I have a hand."

Before leaving the door, he stopped: "Since they are looking for you, don't come out to show off recently."

This is a tough sentence, but it reveals concern in its words.

The plum boat is very helpful.

It was not until Chen Fengmian's back disappeared that he sighed softly: "Okay."

He is not good at doing things and is indeed no longer suitable for bait.

Since Xiaomian took over the whole market, it means he is sure and he believes in him.

Manager Song did not notice something was wrong here, and Chen Fengmian also thought about it. He rarely went to the place on weekdays, and in order to avoid attracting attention, they rarely contacted them in private.

Especially since Manager Song had just found them once, if nothing happened recently, he would definitely not go or contact him again.

Once the contact is broken, he will be able to do things.

Chen Fengmian returned to the store, and Tong Hao and Xiao Bazheng played games together.

"Why are you here?" Chen Fengmian frowned and looked at Tong Hao, very confused: "You have been running here very frequently recently. Didn't you say you promised your sister to work hard?"

Tong Hao paused his hands while playing games, and soon returned to normal, without raising his head: "I've been very idle recently."

Seeing that Chen Fengmian hadn't understood, Xiao Ba squeezed his eyes: "That girl went to the store...hehe, she became the shopkeeper."

Chen Fengmian suddenly remembered his senior brother's comments to Tong Yao, and his relatives refused to recognize him.

This review is really...it's so sharp.

"Okay, stop playing, find some serious business for you."

After hearing this, Tong Hao smiled helplessly: "What's the matter? Brother Chen, don't worry, let me do it."

It’s not that he has no confidence, but that he has been hit enough recently. He really doesn’t want to take over the action excitedly, and in a blink of an eye, he is demoted to nothing.

"What's wrong with me?" Chen Fengmian patted him on the shoulder and raised his eyebrows: "Forgot? What day is tomorrow?"

What day? This really stumped Tong Hao.

"National Day? It's still far away. Brother Chen, your birthday... It's not here yet, ahhh, I can't think of it!" Tong Hao was so excited that the character died.

Chen Fengmian smiled and said, "Tip, what were you doing today last month?"

Tong Hao recalled carefully, suddenly shivered, looked at Chen Fengmian in disbelief, and wailed: "No!? Brother Chen!!"
Chapter completed!