Just kidding, if these strong men stand at the door of their store, will any customers dare to come in?
"Guys! Although our shop is shabby, it does have a reception room with air-conditioning, sofas, snacks, and everything."
"How can Miss Nightingale's subordinates stand guard in my small shop outside in the sun? This offends me too much! Miss Nightingale, please do me a favor and let the gentlemen rest in my lounge!"
Seeing Fatty Qian suddenly being so anxious, Nightingale covered her mouth and chuckled, "Okay, then just follow what Boss Qian said, you guys go and have a rest first!"
Fatty Qian quickly called a waiter in the store and took a group of bodyguards under Nightingale to the lounge.
After a few people left, the momentum of Meng Yan and his group weakened significantly, and the air in the store seemed to become smoother.
But Fatty Qian still didn't dare to relax, the real boss was still standing here.
"Well, since Brother Meng has said it, my shop just bought a batch of old Shapi species imported from Mochangkou a few days ago. Many of the skins have fly wings. They are definitely top-quality goods. Give them to Meng immediately.
Brother, bring it over."
After Boss Qian finished speaking, he turned around to leave, but the voice of a nightingale came from behind.
"Boss Qian, what Mr. Meng is talking about is not the material you just bought a few days ago."
Nightingale pointed to the ceiling and continued.
"Boss Qian, you have been working in the stone gambling industry for so many years, so you should have a few good materials in your collection, right?"
Fatty Qian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, stopped and turned around again, looked at Nightingale, and then at Meng Yan beside him, and then a wry smile appeared on his face.
Good guy, it turns out this is for the few treasures I have hidden waiting for appreciation.
This Nightingale had never asked him in front of him whether he had collected stones. The man named Meng Yan must have told him what he suddenly said. After working in this industry for a long time, he had seen the materials.
It is not an accident that there are so many rough stones among them that you can buy them and wait for the appreciation in value to resell them, or simply cut them yourself if you think there is a profit.
But this kind of situation in the industry is naturally not something that everyone in society knows. This person is called Meng Yan, and he knows a lot more than he expected.
I thought I met a novice giving money, but I didn't expect that I was being targeted by a tiger king pretending to be a pig.
"Then... those guys, please follow me to the second floor." Fatty Qian said.
With Nightingale in charge, he naturally didn't dare to resist.
Under the leadership of Fatty Qian, several people walked through several rough stone areas, turned around at a very narrow shelf, and found a staircase going up to the second floor.
"Boss Qian, you are quite hidden on the second floor." Looking at the narrow staircase and Fatty Qian's mysterious look, Nightingale couldn't help but smile.
Fatty Qian also replied with an embarrassed smile: "Brother Meng, Miss Nightingale, you don't know, what I told the gambler friends outside is that the original stone shop only has one floor, and there is no one on the second floor because it is haunted.
rent."
Good guy, Meng Yan was even more curious when he heard this. He could make up such words. How many good things does this fat man with money have hidden away like this?
Nightingale smiled sweetly and suddenly put a hand on Meng Yan's shoulder: "If there is really a ghost at that moment, Mr. Meng must protect me."
Meng Yan was speechless for a while, and quickly thought about taking his arm out, but it seemed as if it was glued by the nightingale and could not be pulled off no matter how hard he pulled it off.
Zhou Yaoyao on the side glared at Meng Yan angrily, and suddenly noticed that Nightingale, who was holding Meng Yan's arm, looked at her teasingly.
Immediately, Zhou Yaoyao also hugged him.
"Why are you picking her up?" Seeing Zhou Yaoyao suddenly picking her up, Meng Yan felt that her head was getting bigger.
This Nightingale has a weird temper. Meng Yan is already prepared for anything he does suddenly. Why does Yaoyao come to cause trouble this week?
"Ghost, I am also a woman, who is not afraid of this thing?" Zhou Yaoyao said angrily.
"Don't you understand computers? At least you are materialistic, right? What are you afraid of?" Meng Yan said.
Nightingale on the side also nodded repeatedly: "Mr. Meng is right, Miss Zhou is a computer expert. What are senior intellectuals afraid of? Just let go."
"Who said that if you know a little about computers, you won't be afraid of ghosts? It's not clear whether this thing exists or not!" Zhou Yaoyao hugged Meng Yan's shoulders even tighter.
Zhao Yuan on the side looked envious, this guy is so lucky, why did he still compete with me for the stewardess on the plane?
"Brother Meng is so lucky." Zhao Yuan said subconsciously.
As soon as he said the words, he was glared at by Nightingale, who immediately shrank his neck and became silent with fear.
"You two ladies, stop making trouble. This staircase is so narrow, you can't go up with me in your arms like this," Meng Yan said helplessly.
"Boss Qian has already gone up, we can't stay here forever, right?"
Meng Yan felt funny in his heart. This Nightingale was a child's master at throwing people into the river. He even said that he had hundreds of lives on his hands. Even if he really encountered a ghost, who would be afraid of him?
Maybe the evil spirit on her body could scare the ghost out of her wits if not careful.
As for Zhou Yaoyao, what ghosts are you afraid of? As a hacker at the same level as Wu Tian, are you afraid that electronic ghosts will parasitize on your computer and hack all your files? With your ability, it can be used by you on your own.
Going a round under anti-virus software?
The two women were in a stalemate for several minutes, and finally let go of Meng Yan's hand.
After walking up the narrow stairs, several people walked through the corridor and came to a spacious but dimly lit room.
"Boss Qian, are you reluctant to install a bigger light in this house? Are you so mysterious?" Nightingale sat down on the sofa and said to Fatty Qian.
"Miss Nightingale, please be patient. We don't come to the place up here very often, so I'll just make do with the smaller one." Fatty Qian responded.
Just kidding, if the lights are brightly lit and how to create a sense of secrecy, the price of the rough stones will be less when the time comes.
The goods upstairs are all treasures that I have collected piece by piece over the years of running my shop. Even if I want to sell them, I have to do everything possible to kill others!
Meng Yan also found a place on the sofa to do it, looked at Fatty Qian and asked.
"Boss Qian, if that's the case, take out the rough stone quickly."
Fatty Qian nodded, turned around and walked to a small compartment. After a while, a pure iron safe came out.
Seeing Fatty Qian struggling to move forward step by step while holding the safe, Meng Yan couldn't help but feel like laughing.
