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Chapter 1940 Zhuge Qian

Qin Muran looked at the old man with a small eye, raised his lips and smiled indifferently.

"Who are you?"

Qin Muran asked.

Before the old man could reply, the counter owner had already greeted him with a smile, nodded and bowed to the old man.

"Yuan Ye, what kind of gust of wind is this? It blows your big horse. No wonder I heard the magpie slag crying all the time early in the morning..."

The counter owner smiled and said, with an extremely enthusiastic attitude.

Qin Muran recalled carefully that he did not know this Yuan Ye, but how did he know that he came from the capital? Moreover, he could accurately say that his surname was Qin. It can be seen that the old man came prepared.

Yuan Ye ignored the counter boss at all. He just gave him a cold look. The counter boss immediately stood aside and did not dare to say more. It can be seen that he had a great attitude of awe towards Yuan Ye.

Yuan Ye walked politely to Qin Muran, followed by two men in suits and sunglasses.

"Mr. Qin, it doesn't matter who I am. If our head of our family wants to see you, please talk to you upstairs!"

Master Yuan said.

After hearing Yuan Ye's words, the counter owner had a blue face and was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat.

"This gentleman turned out to be a friend of Master Yuan. I really offended him just now. You really have a good eye for it. In fact, the octagonal blue and white porcelain just now is indeed a high-quality fake in our store. This gentleman has a good eye for it..."

The counter owner said complimented.

Qin Muran glanced at the counter owner, smiled coldly, and did not take it to heart.

Qin Muran has seen many people like him who speak people and talk nonsense, so he is too lazy to care about anything with him.

He is just curious now, what is this Yuan Ye’s identity and origin?

now.

Many spectators around, including local antique lovers in Jincheng, all cast shocked eyes at Qin Muran.

"Who is this young man? How could Jincheng Yuanye speak so politely?"

A middle-aged man whispered in shock.

"I don't know you, I look at you, but someone who can make Master Yuan so polite must be of some background!"

Another guessed.

"Yes, what a person Zhuge Yuan is? His strength is unfathomable. On the list of famous masters in Sichuan Province, he is one of the top ten masters..."

A man said in a low voice, his tone was full of admiration as he spoke.

Amid the silence of discussion, although their voices were low, Qin Muran probably understood it.

This old man is called Zhuge Yuan.

When Qin Muran heard the name Zhuge Yuan, he immediately thought of Zhuge Qingkuang. Could it be that this person was the friend Zhuge Qingkuang introduced to him?

However, the person who answered his phone just now was obviously a woman.

Qin Muran did not say much, and walked straight with the old man upstairs.

When going upstairs, the old man was kind, with steady steps and a smile on his face, which seemed not as much as everyone said.

"Mr. Qin is out of Sichuan Province? How about it? I feel like everything is still adapting?"

Zhuge Yuan asked with a smile.

"It's not a place to come to Sichuan Province for the first time, but it's the first time I'm in Jincheng. It feels okay. It's a pretty good city. Although it's not as prosperous as Zhonghai Ocean City, it has a unique flavor."

Qin Muran replied.

"Jincheng has a historical origin and rich cultural heritage, and it is indeed remarkable. However, the power here is complicated and not simpler than the places like Zhonghai City. However, since Mr. Qin is a friend entrusted by the young master, he is from our Zhuge family. If you need it in the Sichuan Province, you will be sure to give me instructions."

Zhuge Yuan smiled.

After saying that.

The two of them went straight to the fifth floor of Tianfuzhai. Every time they went up to the floor, there would be fewer people, and the antiques they were placed would be much better. Generally, no one could go up to the third floor or above.

During the process of going upstairs, Zhuge Yuan briefly introduced the situation of Tianfuzhai.

This Tianfuzhai is one of the most famous antique shops in the entire Sichuan Province. It is so large and has a lot of artifacts. It is a place with great reputation. At this moment.

On the fifth floor of Tianfuzhai, somewhere in the private room, the decoration here is antique, with all the ancient wood furniture, which is very time-honored.

A girl, wearing a light yellow long skirt, a rose-colored tight strapless bra, and a short-waisted gauze, was sitting on a Taishi chair, savoring a cup of green tea with a strong aroma.

With a cold face as cold as ice, his air is fierce among the beautiful figures. His beauty seems to be just for self-admiration. He is located there, like a cold glacier mountain, exuding a depressing temperament all over his body, which is beyond the reach of ordinary women. Even Lu Qingcheng's temperament seems to be a little inferior in front of her.

"The head of the family, relying on the Beishan family as a backer, the Wang family spoke unscrupulously and said that they would never compromise with us. If our Zhuge family wanted to play, they would be happy to accompany them. Anyway, we dare not do anything to them..."

A big man of five or three thick words said cautiously.

Standing in front of such a weak woman, the man seemed to have no confidence, and even had a hint of awe between the lines.

The girl sitting on the Taishi Chair had calm eyes and took a sip of tea. Then, a cold smile appeared on the corner of her red lips.

"snort……"

A short smile showed his arrogance and disdain for the Wang family to the fullest.

"Stay with me?"

"What is the Wang family? Since they are qualified to say such big words? They are looking for death..."

The girl smiled.

In her beautiful face, she has a few maturity and stability that is inconsistent with her age. Although she is young, she has a rare cold and beautiful temperament, like a queen who rules the world.

"The head of the family, the Beishan family is supported by the Wang family. He relies on this and thinks we dare not do anything to him."

The big man whispered.

"No matter who supports him, if you dare to provoke our Zhuge family, the head of the family will definitely make him unable to bear it."

The girl said.

"Honor, what should we do next?"

The big man said.

"You go to the Wang family now and tell them that the head of the family invites them to have tea. If you don't have the courage to come, let them get out of Jincheng before dawn."

The girl's voice was cold and her aura was overwhelming.

"yes!"

The big man dared not hesitate at all and turned around and said goodbye.

At this time, the door opened. Under Zhuge Yuan's leadership, Qin Muran walked in and felt a sense of arrogant spirit.

Qin Muran looked stunned.

It is said that there are many beautiful girls in Sichuan Province. As expected, this girl is really charming, but her face is a little cold, which makes Qin Muran feel a little uncomfortable.

When he saw Qin Muran, the girl's eyebrows were slightly relaxed.

"You are Qin Muran?"

The girl asked directly.

"Yes, what should I call this beauty?"

Qin Muran asked with a smile, her eyes couldn't help but glance at the two mountains in front of him, and she couldn't help feeling in her heart.

"Ahem..."

Zhuge Yuan, who was standing behind Qin Muran, coughed twice and whispered: "Mr. Qin, this is the head of our Zhuge family, Zhuge Qian."

Qin Muran frowned, a little unbelievable.

Zhuge family, head of the family, Zhuge Qian?
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