Along the way, Mr. He has indeed seen their sincerity and value.

The entire hotel adopts the classic architectural form of a courtyard house, with wooden structures passing through bucket beams and columns as bones, stone carved bricks and tiles as skin, and the deep walls of the high courtyard are mysterious and elegant.

Blue and white porcelain cups, carved dragons and gold pillars, every detail makes people feel its profound ancient essence, making people unable to help but indulge in it.

Pink walls and black tiles, halls accompany them, steps into the water, and the pool that stores the shadows of the sun, moon, stars, frost, dew, rain and snow. It is profound and graceful in the ethereality, and extraordinary in the gracefulness, creating a profound meaning as a whole.

That vicissitudes, a heavy and a pure, reach the deepest part of a person's heart.

Not to mention the location of the pavilion, the selected flower bonsai, and the small bridge next to it, have created a free and easy style of classical aura and a calm temperament.

Even though he is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, he can't help but be amazed by this exquisite thought.

However, if you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or robber.

After thinking about it, he felt that he had nothing to plan. If there was anything, it was also for his recent cooperation.

And he has nothing to show off in recent cooperation.

The only person who can be missed by others is probably his partner Shen Mange.

Mr. He had a hint of alertness in his eyebrows and he sat down with a smile without showing any timidity.

When a waiter served tea, Shengliang chatted with him with the grade and aroma of the tea.

Mr. He waved his hand and looked like a sturdy person: "Oh, I just happened to be thirsty!"

It was like a cow drink, and I drank a cup of tea without blinking. I also despised the tea burning my mouth. Shengliang, who loved tea, twitched his eyes.

Then, looking at Shengliang's constipated expression, Mr. He embarrassedly said: "Sorry, I'm just a squat, and tea is just a thirst quenching to me."

Yuki Shiraki hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "That's right, tea is just a thirst quenching, Mr. He is indeed transparent!"

Then Mr. He actually had a face to smile and looked very proud, which made Shengliang feel disgusted.

OK, if you don’t know much about tea, then let’s talk about something else!

Shengliang talked from the mountains and rivers to pavilions, but Mr. He looked at him with a toothache: "Mr. Shengliang, can you be more down-to-earth? I can't even understand what you said!"

When saying these words, Mr. He not only did not feel embarrassed, but instead looked calm.

It seems that you don’t understand tea or elegance, but it is a very glorious thing.

Shengliang had no choice but to such a person.

Seeing that he couldn't continue talking this day, Yuki Shiraki had to do it himself.

"Mr. He, we are here this time to talk to you about the record company..." Yuki Shiraki first stumbled on him: "I want to ask, does your company mean to resell?"

Buy a company?

At that moment, Mr. He wanted to laugh.

Their old company has been surviving. Before Shen Mange bought a stake, he was always busy. As life was about to get better, he asked them to buy a company at the moment?

He simply refused and began to play Tai Chi with Yuki Shiraki.

You talk to him about business, and he talks about feelings with you.

If you talk to him about feelings, he says you are perverted, it’s all men who have a big deal of feelings.

But he said it and apologized immediately, saying that he would not be surprised if he spoke without any restraint.

They still want him, so they can only grit their teeth and say they don’t mind. Mr. He is indeed a person with a temperament.

After repeated several times, Yuki Shiraki and Shengliang looked at each other, and each was so angry that their livers were hurt.

Looking at Mr. He's appearance of not getting into the salt, Yuki Baimu felt it was a bit difficult, so he waved his hand: "Eat first, eat."

He thought it was pretty good. Mr. He was a little alert at the moment, but as a man, he was full of wine and food, and he was full of soft jade and warm fragrance. Who still remembers who is who?

The dishes were prepared, and Shengliang and the others were also prepared. In addition, if they didn’t talk about business, Mr. He was also more cooperative, so he was still having a happy chat at the dinner table.

However, Mr. He's eating style is really indecent. He saw that Yuki Shiraki and Shengliang couldn't swallow it, and even the conversation was reduced a lot.

After finally waiting for Mr. He to have enough wine and food, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded from afar.

The beautiful woman came with a pipa in her arms, playing along the way, and following the women behind her while walking and dancing, which was very beautiful.

The fat and the swallows were thin, and all kinds of beauties sat down around them.

Seeing that Mr. He's eyes were straightened and staring at one of the women without moving, Bai Mu Yugui felt calm and gave a wink. The beauty threw herself into Mr. He's arms softly and fragrantly.

As a result, as soon as he got into his arms, he was pushed away by Mr. He.

Mr. He swept away the confusion just now and said righteously: "Mr. Baimu! You are simply insulting me! I have children in my family, how can I do such a dirty thing? Who do you treat me like! Goodbye!"

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He comes and goes quickly.

Everyone was stunned. Yugui Baimu jumped up and chased him out and was sprayed with the exhaust from Mr. He's car.

Who is him? Who is he when you looked straight up just now?

Shengliang's energy was extremely corrupt: "Is this person wrong?"

"Don't you see it yet?" Yuki Shiraki said with a cold face: "He did it on purpose."

"What on purpose?"

"Since he came in, he did it on purpose, deliberately saying that the tea was not good, deliberately saying that it was not good to understand you, deliberately not particular about eating, and deliberately pushing people away." Yugui of Shiraki stared at the car that was leaving, and smiled coldly: "It's interesting. I feel that as long as I get on with Lu Zi'an, this normal person can become abnormal."

If you really have to be so uneducated, you are a rude man. How can you say the genius words just now?

It is a talent to deliberately show weakness, let them relax their vigilance, and then retreat to advance.

Mr. He could not find any flaws here, so they had to avoid another way.

As a result, it is very strange that as soon as they say they want to invest or buy a company, the other party will stare at them with a very strange look.

He refused even without thinking.

He is more decisive than Mr. He, and he doesn't even act in a play.

In the end, Yugui and others had no choice but to find the boss of Yanghai Records Company. They heard that the boss likes antiques and collects some old objects. They also like to be unpopular. They like to "tao" treasures near Panjiayuan the most.

They simply chose a boss to go to Panjiayuan, and found locals from Beihai to lead the way and led them to the stalls.

Yuki Shiraki thinks very well, it is best to meet someone unexpectedly, play the emotional card, and get to be a confidant when they are chatting, and then they can naturally talk about things.

As a result, as soon as I entered, I was looked at it without a trace.

Even as soon as he opens his mouth to buy, the other party refuses without hesitation.

Raise the price? People don’t even give him the opportunity to bid.

What's more, as long as they get forward, they will not set up their goods and receive the goods directly.

"Why?" After repeated several times, Shengliang went crazy.

Yuki Shiraki's eyes were slightly cold, and he stared at a young stall owner: "Boss, how do you sell this?"

"This is five hundred." The boss answered very quickly.

"I want everything in your stall." Yuki Shiraki leaned forward slightly: "Tell me why don't they sell me?"

The stall owner hesitated for a moment: "Give the money first."

Shengliang looked at him angrily, and counted carefully, and really gave him money.

After getting the money, the stall owner kept his word. While collecting the money happily, he raised his chin: "It's not the trouble of Master Lu's book. He wrote on it that the antiques in our country have been lost overseas. Not to mention, the writing is really good. I was very moved... so they don't want to sell you things."

Lu Zian's original text was actually just about writing wherever he thought about it. When he wrote about the enamel craft, he clicked on the related ones.

For example, there is an enamel utensil, which is very exquisite, but unfortunately it has been sold overseas and has been left in a foreign land and can never come back.

The artifact was originally a family inheritance of an old man. He sold it to others because of a thought. Later, he regretted it and couldn't find it back. He only sighed and faced his ancestors speechlessly.

Those who do this business are all kinds of old objects back and forth. Although they have never seen this with their own eyes, they can still empathize with it.

If my own artifact is accidentally damaged, it will hurt half a moment. If you really can't find it, I'm afraid I'll die with my eyes open!

In addition to the previous competition between Master Lu and the Eagle Kingdom Museum, everyone attaches more importance to the ownership of antiques.

Therefore, there is an unwritten rule in the industry: you can ship, but don’t go abroad.

Although there was no explicit provision, everyone silently abides by this rule.

I couldn't help it. At that time, I didn't feel that I couldn't get in after that, and no one took care of me, and then I knew it was painful.

In jargon, that is, "In those days, you are a traitor! In TV series, you can't live for two episodes!"

No one wants to deal with such a person, so the rules were settled.

After hearing the stall owner's words, Shengliang's face turned pale.

Yuki Shiraki was also angry, but he remained calm: "Then why do you dare to sell it? You are not afraid..."

"I'm not afraid!" The stall owner had already packed up his belongings and patted his chest loudly, making a sound, "Because everyone knows that I'm selling Xinjiasheng!"

Xinjiasheng is a jargon, which refers to all counterfeits.

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To be continued...