Manshu ignored these sarcastic remarks and instead obediently thanked the middle-aged man who had been complaining for her.
"Thank you very much, uncle, for speaking up."
The uncle smiled and said, "You don't need to call me uncle. I saw your photo in Mr. Yan's office. Are you Mr. Yan's girlfriend?"
Manju?
Did Uncle San put her photo in his office?
impossible!
The enemies of the Yan family are hiding in the dark, and the people who have targeted Yan Zhan several times have not yet been found. It is impossible for him to put Manshu's photo in the office.
This clearly creates a target for the enemy to hit.
Yan Zhan would not make such a mistake.
The uncle just thought Manshu was shy.
Seeing that she is young, and thinking that Mr. Yan is an old cow eating young grass, I am afraid that the two of them have not yet crossed paths.
"Well, don't worry, I won't talk nonsense. But you are here to have fun with your friends, right? It's not safe for you three young people to be together, why don't you come with us?"
Manshu didn't even know the other person's name, so she was invited to join them.
"You're an old man, you're coaxing someone else's little girl. Do you know who she is? Others don't know you, so just ask them to join you."
The old man who brought him here pushed him, he was so disgusted.
"Why don't I know him? Mr. Yan's photos are all on his desk. He must be the little girl who is in his heart. Mr. Yan and I are friends in the business world. If he is not here, I will take care of him.
What happened to my siblings?"
It's just that this little sibling is really a bit young. Walking with them, they are almost like daughters.
Manshu didn't understand, and Jiang Xia and Wu Meng were even more confused.
"By the way, my name is Hou Baoliang. If you don't believe me, you can call Mr. Yan. I, Lao Hou, never lie."
"Sister Manshu, have you and Mr. Yan established a relationship?"
Wu Meng quietly tugged on Manshu's sleeve.
I feel something is wrong. Does this person not know that Mr. Yan is here?
Manshu listened to the other party's imperial capital speech, but then realized: "Is the Mr. Yan you are talking about Yan Rushan?"
"That's right, you still have two Mr. Yans?" Lao Hou's expression changed a little.
As long as you live a decent life, you should always have a little green on your head.
I heard that Mr. Yan has an older brother!
As soon as Manshu saw his funny expression, she knew that he was thinking wildly, and quickly said: "You misunderstood, Yan Rushan is my uncle."
"Ah?" Now it was Lao Hou's turn to be confused.
"You are your niece, so you can just call me uncle. You can also call me uncle!"
Hou Baoliang was very smart and climbed up the pole.
"Uncle Hou, my friends and I can just take a casual stroll without delaying your business."
Manshu smiled and did not refute the other person's face, but politely declined the other party's invitation.
"That's fine. You must pay attention to your safety. I think it's not easy for the little girl who just ran away to sue her parents. If something happens later, please call me!"
As he said that, Lao Hou handed over a business card.
Manshu saw it and saw that this man actually had a shop in Panjiayuan.
Yan Rushan's antique calligraphy and painting business involves an auction house, so the two of them do seem to have some intersection.
Yan Rushan is indeed Lao Hou's supplier. Yan Rushan has a good family background and sells good products. Most people can't easily get the goods from him.
No, Lao Hou would come up with something. He came and went, but Yan Rushan didn't pay much attention. He treated the person as if he had forgotten the year.
"It doesn't matter. We are also members of the Jade Association after all. If anything happens, the Jade Association will always be responsible."