Now that it's summer vacation, he brought his niece over to play with him. It was just a joke between them. But then he thought about it. The last time Duanmu Baolian took something from him, it was 30 million, and he didn't even raise an eyebrow.

Wrinkled for a moment, he was afraid that she herself was unusual. Although he had always thought that Duanmu Baolian's age might be much older than she looked.

No matter what, Lao Hei hurriedly said: "My surname is He, and my only name is "Hui". My friends call me Lao Hei, and you can also call me sir. As for this guy, he likes to set up a fortune-telling stall and tell people fortunes.

Hexagram, catch a demon..."

"You lied to me!" Duanmu Baolian said.

"Absolutely, the little fairy is right!" Lao Hei laughed hurriedly, "I like to lie to people when I have nothing to do. He calls himself Chen Banxian. He is used to talking nonsense. When he saw Boss Baolian dressed like this, he felt a little confused.

Yes, there are a lot of little fairies, so don’t mind."

"Hmph, if he really has the best paintings in the world, let's forget about it today. If not, I'm a little girl. I don't have many adults, so I have to worry about it." Duanmu Baolian pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

Chen Banxian was also depressed and shouted: "Look at yourself like this, how old are you? Are you still playing children's games? Do you think you are eighteen years old?"

Lao Hei introduced to him that Duanmu Baolian is the boss of Jinmeifang. He looks relatively young, but he may have a baby face, so his real age may be around thirty. Anyway, he can't believe it.

A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old who knows antiques.

The antiques business is different from other businesses. Even if you are extremely talented, have a famous teacher to teach you, and have been with the master for ten years, and you open a shop and do business on your own, the possibility of being noticed is still very high, and you can earn millions and tens of millions.

They are extremely cautious when it comes to transactions. For a painting or a piece of porcelain, they will ask a few friends to come over and look at it together, or ask the elders of their masters to look at it. They will never just look at it casually like Duanmu Baolian did.

Look, touch, and then pay for the transaction.

Therefore, Lao Hei judged that Duanmu Baolian looked young, but was actually at least thirty years old. This was how he introduced her to Chen Banxian.

In the past, there was a friend in their circle who was also a woman. She was born a dwarf and was in her twenties and thirties. Her appearance remained that of a seven or eight-year-old girl. She also liked to wear children's clothes and would call out when nothing happened: "Uncle, hug..."

“I don’t know how many people I deceived back then.

"What kind of semi-immortal are you? I haven't even reached my eighteenth birthday yet." Duanmu Baolian shouted dissatisfied.

"Are you not eighteen years old yet?" Chen Banxian was stunned. After listening to Lao Hei's words, he thought Duanmu Baolian was really in her mid-twenties or already thirty years old, so when he saw her dress, he was a little confused.

I couldn't bear it anymore.

In addition, I was used to telling people's fortunes and deceiving them, so I just said what I wanted to say.

"Pauline only turned eighteen this winter!" Mr. Mei sighed, "The old man really misunderstood."

"Really?" Chen Banxian asked curiously. As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Duanmu Baolian again. She looked like a little lolita. She was pretty and smart. She really didn't look like someone in her thirties.
Chapter completed!