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Chapter 325 Is there such a thing?

With the magic pupil, if you encounter a high-quality jadeite, it will naturally not escape Meng Yan's eyes, but after all, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. You can have a magic pupil, but you may not be able to see high-quality jadeite every day.

So what Meng Yan said was not for the ordinary goods on the first floor of Fatty Qian's stone shop...

Hearing this, Nightingale's eyes brightened visibly.

"Is there such a thing?"

Although Nightingale works under the banner of the Li Jade Union, she is a mercenary leader after all. She usually does things like arresting old people and collecting loans. Occasionally, she will get into trouble with caravans from out of town who come to grab territory.

, but the gambling stone itself is not very clear.

Meng Yan was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that Nightingale didn't know about this kind of thing.

"Since Miss Nightingale knows now, she will go in later..."

Nightingale confidently patted her rough spot and assured Meng Yan.

"No problem, Mr. Meng. Fatty's money and goods all come from us. If he doesn't sell my face and take us to the second floor, we won't be able to hang out in Yangon anymore!"

There was a smile on Meng Yan's lips. With someone like Nightingale taking care of him, he would not change places today. He would just stay here to see if he could peel off another layer of skin from Fatty Qian.

After the four people got off the car, they walked into the stone gambling shop, followed by a row of Nightingale's men, with a huge momentum like a gang of gangsters.

Of course, given Nightingale's identity, there seems to be no problem in saying that she is black.

The shop was bustling with people, but when they saw Meng Yan's row of people coming in with great force, they leaned aside involuntarily. Then they took a closer look, and many people immediately trembled and hurriedly walked out of the shop.

go.

"That person seems to be a nightingale..."

"I'll go! It's true! It won't do anything good if you come to the store for a while! If you want to enjoy yourself, I'll leave first!"

"Whoever is stupid when she comes will stay here for fun! I'll go with you later!"

A group of people were whispering around, and people kept walking outside the store.

Seeing this scene and hearing this rustling discussion, Nightingale didn't react at all, as if she had been used to it for a long time.

But Meng Yan standing next to her was different. He looked at Nightingale with somewhat surprised eyes.

This woman seems to have a bad reputation.

Seemingly noticing the gaze cast by Meng Yan next to her, Nightingale turned her head and looked at Meng Yan, with a charming smile on her face.

"Mr. Meng, do you have any questions?"

Meng Yan responded with some embarrassment: "Miss Nightingale, depending on the situation, your reputation here in Yangon seems not to be very good."

"Mr. Meng is joking." Nightingale shook her head, and the smile on her face seemed to become even brighter.

"I have been doing this business basically since I can remember. After decades of business accumulation, I have personally thrown hundreds of people into the Yi River to feed the fish."

"Mr. Meng can hear this sound not only in the sunshine, but also in half of Myanmar."

"So Mr. Meng, as long as I am here, the gang of demons and ghosts in Myanmar will not dare to join in the fun. In this matter, I can completely guarantee Mr. Meng's safety."

Meng Yan swallowed.

Good guy, this little goblin who seems to be charming and harmless is actually a child's skill in collecting loan sharks and seducing people into Yijiang River.

He is involved in a relationship with an incredible woman. So far, Meng Yan doesn't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

Just when I didn't know what to say, Fatty Qian suddenly appeared not far away.

"Who is it?! You dare to cause trouble in Laozi's store! You scared away all my customers. If you don't give me an explanation, you won't be able to walk out of this door today!"

"Oh! Isn't this Brother Meng? When I came yesterday, I pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger, but I cheated your brother me! What I said today when I am the eldest brother is to let you see the skills of Myanmar businessmen, but

We can’t let Brother Meng look down upon us!”

Fatty Qian came over with a smile on his face, and in a kind tone he stated his plan to bleed Meng Yan's heart with a knife.

However, he didn't know if it was because Fatty Qian was short-sighted. Only when he got closer did he notice the person standing next to Meng Yan.

"nightingale……"

Then, he saw a row of bodyguards standing behind Meng Yan, exuding terrifying power.

It was obvious that these were thugs brought over by Nightingale.

The smile on Fatty Qian's face slowly solidified, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

Meng Yan nodded. Looking at this look, Nightingale was wondering if what she said was bragging. Her ability to collect debts and shame people into feeding fish in the Yijiang River was indeed practiced from the boy's skill, otherwise she wouldn't have such great 'prestige'.

"Hey, Boss Qian, didn't we just meet yesterday? Why do you look so scared? Do you mean you don't welcome us? Your customers obviously ran out on their own. Do you have to blame the little woman?

?”

Nightingale said in a relaxed tone, but when Fatty Qian heard this, big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"No! Miss Nightingale misunderstood! It's just a joke. I saw Brother Meng from far away just now and I was joking with him!" Fatty Qian quickly made excuses for himself to fool him.

Nightingale sneered and did not continue to press the question. Meng Yan on the side stepped forward and spoke.

"Boss Qian, I want to see some high-end goods when I come here today. I wonder if Boss Qian is willing to give face to my friend Meng Yan."

Nightingale on the side also spoke: "I signed some contracts with Mr. Meng. Now Mr. Meng is my partner. I brought him here today."

Fatty Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead. What he said was very clear. If he didn't sell Meng Yan's face, he didn't sell Nightingale's face.

Although the stone is valuable, Fatty Qian doesn't want to sleep in Yijiang tonight.

"Since Miss Nightingale brought him here, and Brother Meng is also my friend, how can there be no reason not to give him face?!" Fatty Qian immediately assured.

"It's just..." Fatty Qian looked at the row of bodyguards standing behind Meng Yan Nightingale, and then at the customers who were still running outside at this moment.

"The customers in my shop respect Miss Nightingale very much, so they voluntarily let you go out to talk about things. I wonder if Miss Nightingale can make it easier..."

Fatty Qian said this very tactfully. Fortunately, Nightingale understood what he said.

Nightingale clapped her hands, turned her head and said to the subordinates behind her.

"You guys, go outside and stand guard until I finish talking about the matter."

"Hey! No, no, no! Miss Nightingale, please don't go to such trouble!" Fatty Qian quickly stopped him.


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