"beep……"

A ringing sound came from the receiver of the mobile phone, and Song Ziyi suddenly became nervous.

It can't be such a coincidence that the meeting ends so quickly, right?

Song Ziyi held the phone tightly, thinking that if it connected, the secret would be exposed?

He picked up the phone and put it to his ear, thinking that if the other person actually spoke to him after a while, he would have no choice but to continue the conversation.

Feng Donglai picked up the phone, pressed the answer button, and said coldly.

"Hello?"

Before Song Ziyi could react, he immediately put on a smile.

"Godfather! I'm Ziyi. Have you finished the meeting?"

Feng Donglai sneered, "Why haven't I heard about you as my godson?"

Two echoes reached Song Ziyi's ears, causing his expression to change slightly.

He slowly put down his phone and looked at Feng Donglai with a look of horror on his face.

Afterwards, Song Ziyi's expression looked like he had eaten shit, and his face was extremely ugly.

"You...why is your mobile phone number the same as Mayor Feng's?"

Feng Donglai sneered, "Don't you call me godfather now? You are so brave to use my name to lie to me!"

"Who gave you the courage!"

boom!

Feng Donglai slammed the table.

Song Ziyi was so frightened that he stood up quickly, his face turned pale.

"I, I'm just talking nonsense, you...don't mind!"

Song Ziyi was so frightened that his legs began to tremble.

Feng Donglai snorted coldly, "Get out of here!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Song Ziyi didn't dare to stay any longer and ran out quickly.

Lin Wan'er snickered, now it's better, this Song Ziyi should have no shame in pestering him anymore.

Chen Shixing smiled, Song Ziyi, the clown, was just an interlude.

"Brother Feng, let's start acupuncture."

After eating, Feng Donglai said while giving Feng Donglai acupuncture.

"I remembered that this Song family probably makes antiques."

"Mr. Chen, are you interested in antiques?"

Chen Shixing smiled faintly and said, "I know a little bit."

The old man taught him a lot about antiques, but Chen Shixing didn't want to make money from this thing.

But by relying on this method, you can find some things that are helpful for cultivation.

Feng Donglai said, "I heard that a piece of aged musk was found in Jiangzhou recently. I don't know if it is true or not."

Chen Shixing suddenly became interested, "Oh? Aged musk? How old is it?"

"I heard it's more than a hundred years old!"

Chen Shixing's eyes lit up. An ordinary musk would not be attractive to him, but a century-old musk was different.

Centennial musk can be used to make elixirs. Although there is no elixir furnace now, you can still try it.

"That's not bad. I'll go take a look if I get a chance."

Feng Donglai smiled and said, "If Brother Chen wants to go, you can contact Mr. Guan. Mr. Guan is an extremely famous expert in the antique world."

"If I let Mr. Guan have my eye, I might be able to buy what I want."

Chen Shixing smiled and said nothing.

He was just being modest. If it comes to looking at antiques, the old man may not have a better eye than his.

After seeing off Feng Donglai, Chen Shixing changed his clothes, put on a mask, and quietly left the villa at three o'clock in the morning, heading to the antique street.

Anyone who has been to Antique Street knows that there is a ghost market in Antique Street.

The so-called ghost market is the market at three or four o'clock in the morning, according to past practice.

The market at three or four o'clock is basically empty, so it's called a ghost market.

But this antique street is different. The antique street at three or four o'clock is extremely lively, just like the snack street at five or six o'clock in the evening.

Chen Shixing wore a black mask and a black loose casual coat. Even if he was an acquaintance, he might not be able to tell who he was.

In this antique street, it is better to keep a low profile.

At the same time, a Porsche Maca

Stopping on the side of the road, a slim woman also walked down slowly.

Wiping his groggy eyes, he took out his cell phone and said.

"Young Master Song, I'm already here."

This woman is Lin Yueyao.

Song Ziyi suddenly called her last night and wanted to invite her to go shopping in the antique street.

This second-generation rich man is a fool. She knew that he pursued Lin Wan'er before, but failed to pursue her. Now he is pursuing her again?

Lin Yueyao would naturally not let him succeed, but since he had spoken, she would definitely get some benefits from him, and it would also be good to expand her network of contacts.

Chen Shixing entered the antique street and began to look around. Like those customers, he did not show a strong interest in anything.

A stall covered with sheepskin attracted Chen Shixing's attention.

There is a small wooden box on the stall, and the box exudes a hint of spiritual energy and a very weak fragrance.

I'm afraid only Chen Shixing can detect such a subtle thing, but ordinary people can't see it at all.

Chen Shixing remained calm, squatted on the sheepskin stall, touched an jade ring next to him, and said.

"Boss, how do you sell this ring?"

The stall owner wears a peaked cap and has a sinister look on his face. He looks like an extremely shrewd businessman.

The boss chuckled and said, "This ring is a cultural relic. It was unearthed not long ago. I'll sell it to you cheaply, maybe fifty thousand!"

Chen Shixing secretly laughed. This broken ring is just an ordinary jade. It costs two to three thousand yuan at most. If you open it, it will cost you fifty thousand. The water here is really deep.

But he didn't counteroffer and said.

"Fifty thousand is just fifty thousand, but if you want to buy a ring, how about giving me a box?"

Chen Shixing pointed to the wooden box he was interested in.

When the boss heard this, he immediately beamed.

"Okay, I can't even open a broken box, so I'll give it to you."

An ordinary jade ring sells for 50,000 yuan, which is such a good deal.

Chen Shixing took out his bank card and was about to pay when suddenly a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Yue Yao, this ring is very beautiful, shall I buy it and give it to you?"

Chen Shixing looked back and frowned slightly.

It turned out to be Song Ziyi?

Unexpectedly, this kid also came to the antique street, and he brought Lin Yueyao with him.

Lin Yueyao is really a social butterfly. I'm afraid she knows all the second generation rich people in Jiangzhou, right?

Chen Shixing, the two of them, had no interest. They just wanted to buy the box quickly and leave quietly.

Lin Yueyao didn't care about that. If he wanted to give her something, he would naturally accept anyone who came.

"This ring is nice. I like it very much. If Mr. Song gives it to me, then I would rather obey it than obey it."

Song Ziyi nodded, "No problem."

This Lin Yueyao is much better than Lin Wan'er, at least she will give him a smile.

"Boss, I want this ring. How much does it cost?"

The boss looked embarrassed and said, "Mr. Song, this gentleman has taken a fancy to this ring and has already bought it."
Chapter completed!