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Chapter 44

As the stepdaughter of the Luo family, Chen Menghan was not qualified to go to a wealthy birthday party like the Fu family. In his previous life, Chen Menghan asked not for Luo Ansheng, but Luo Wanxing. After Luo Wanxing was forcibly taken away, Chen Menghan stood up and said to prepare a birthday gift. She played the guzheng song "Brief of Liang" that passed away, which calmed Mrs. Fu's anger and was loved by the old man, which attracted many rich young men to approach each other. It was beyond words.

Luo Wanxing walked in and smiled faintly:

"Don't Menghan want to film? She still has the intention to attend the birthday party? Why don't you ask me if you want to? I'm your sister, asking me is more useful than asking my father."

Luo Ansheng turned around and saw his glorious daughter, and smiled:

"Yes, Menghan, you should ask your sister for this matter and let your sister take you to play."

Chen Menghan's eyes shook when she saw Luo Wanxing appear.

In just a few days, Chen Menghan felt that Luo Wanxing had changed drastically, and his beauty, speech, and confidence all threw himself far away.

Chen Menghan was very jealous, but he didn't dare to show it at all. He was very obedient with his eyebrows down and his eyes down:

"Will sister take me to the birthday party?"

Luo Wanxing curled his lips and replied:

"No."

Chen Menghan's face turned pale: "Sister... Why don't sister?"

Yang Shiyun's face was not very good-looking. Luo Wanxing was so proud of her daughter's face in person. It would be strange if she could be better.

Luo Ansheng was also somewhat surprised that his daughter would refuse so directly. Instead, Luo Wanxing ignored their strange expressions and explained casually:

"Because you are a star now, Menghan, look, your sister is so ordinary. If you bring you with you, won't you compare my sister?

I don’t want to hear others praise you and shake your head to me, saying: Luo Wanxing, she is not good, it’s so bad.

Menghan, if you are so considerate and considerate, please satisfy your sister's little selfishness."

Plain...unusual?

Chen Menghan looked at Luo Wanxing's naturally beautiful face, and didn't know whether Luo Wanxing's words were sincere or impolite.

Yang Shiyun hurriedly said:

"Wanxing thinks so? You are so beautiful. My aunt has seen many beauties, but she has never seen you as beautiful as Wanxing. Those big stars are not as beautiful as you."

"That's because you are ignorant. You have stayed at home all day and met a few people." Luo Wanxing said without hesitation.

After listening to it, Yang Shiyun felt a thorn in her throat, which was not serious, but it was very uncomfortable.

Chen Menghan wanted to say something else, but Luo Ansheng spoke:

"Mr. Fu has not been cured for a long time. I believe that there will be too many people at the banquet. Menghan, you want to go there. If there is still a chance in the future, forget it this time." Luo Ansheng was really partial to his daughter. His daughter said bluntly that he was unwilling to take Chen Menghan there, so he naturally respected his daughter's meaning.

Chen Menghan knew there was no hope, so he bit his back teeth with a secret hatred.

Luo Wanxing glanced at her and then asked her father:

"Dad specifically asked me to come back. Is there anything important thing?"

"That's right. This is the first time the Luo family has been to the Fu family. Dad is thinking about what gift to give to the old man. Dad has thought about it and asked you to come back to make an idea. You can't lose the face of the Luo family and spend too much money. To be honest, Dad has been worried about this gift for several days."

"What did dad think of?"

Luo Ansheng opened his phone and found some photos inside:

"This, the "Pine and Crane Picture" by the master of Chinese painting Zhang Sanqian has a good meaning, and the price is 35 million yuan. This, the work handed down by Chen Xizhi, a master of modern calligraphy, is 83.5 million yuan. This is an antique, the price is..."

Luo Wanxing looked at these valuable gifts and felt a trembling heart.

She remembered that the birthday gift that father prepared for Uncle Chen that time was 1.8 million yuan, and her father's car was only 800,000 yuan. The Luo family's company made only 200 million yuan in profit per year, and it had to be distributed to various shareholders. Such expensive gifts were not allowed to be given casually, but the few things that father chose were more expensive than the other, and the antique was even hundreds of millions. What was the purpose of his father? It was not for her.

She used to be a world, but she had no good impression of the Fu family. This time, her father planned to support her on the scene on her grandfather's birthday.

"Dad, these are not suitable. People with the status of Mr. Fu have never seen any good things. In his eyes, these things are all vulgar things."

When Luo Ansheng heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little worried:

"Then what should we give? If it is expensive, at home..."

Luo Wanxing shook his father's hand and comforted him:

"Don't worry about the gifts. I'll prepare it, and I'll make sure the old man will like it."

"You are ready? That's not OK. You are using Rong Yuan's money to prepare gifts. If the old man knows about it, he will have no good feelings for you. No, no."

"Don't worry, I won't spend his money."

Luo Wanxing took a long time to convince her father to prepare the gift. Luo Ansheng was worried and transferred 50 million yuan to Luo Wanxing before agreeing.

After Luo Wanxing left home, he went to the cultural and entertainment market.

There are many antique jade calligraphy and paintings. Luo Wanxing has entered several stores, but he has not chosen a particularly suitable one.

The good ones are too expensive, and the cheap ones are not good.

After choosing for a while, Luo Wanxing heard a harsh cutting sound. Looking at the sound, Luo Wanxing saw a group of people surrounding the door of Tiandi Shizhuang Store. She didn't get closer, and suddenly heard everyone's shouts:

"It's open...I'll go, Mr. Liu is losing money this time."

"The three million stones have opened this miscellaneous material, and Mr. Liu is out of sight this time."

"Old Liu, I have collected this stone for 100,000 yuan. Will I give it to?"

Luo Wanxing crawled into the crowd and saw an old man about seventy years old with white hair and hair and hair quenched his saliva:

"100,000? I miss you this one hundred thousand. I'm going to throw away this miscellaneous material quickly, don't get in my eyes."

Luo Wanxing saw a stone divided into two on the stone cutting machine in the yard. There was a shiny and green color in the center of the stone and a lot of impurities.

It turns out that this is gambling on stones.

It seems that the white-haired old man bought the raw stone in the store for three million yuan. After cutting it, he found that it was miscellaneous materials. He bet on the stone with one knife, one knife, one knife, one knife, and one knife, and one knife, and then he could not guarantee that good goods could be produced in the raw stone.

The white-haired old man followed two male bodyguards in black. The three million stones were thrown away. It seemed that they were not ordinary people. If someone else had gambled his wealth and life on a stone, he could not cut out good goods, and he would jump off the building.

Luo Wanxing, who was worried about not knowing what to send, suddenly had an idea and left the crowd and started shopping.

Luo Wanxing glanced at a glance on a pile of stones piled on the left side of the yard:

"Is this stone sold here?"

Her fingers pointed at the largest stone among the miscellaneous stones. This stone was two meters high, and the rest of the small stones were piled beside it, like a wall, very ordinary.

Mr. Liu just lost three million and was about to take advantage of his shame and was choosing a stone. When he heard a little girl from Luo Wanxing asking, he said angrily:

"What kind of gambling stones have not been learned from girls? That's a bunch of garbage, you can't tell?"
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