Qin Fan, who once had an emperor-level soul, was stunned by these words for a second, and the porridge in his spoon accidentally spilled on the table.
Opposite him, Ye Qingcheng, who was sipping his porridge and looking extremely cool, turned red instantly.
Xia Zhu, you are a pig teammate!
Ye Qingcheng suddenly felt that bringing Xia Zhu out might be the biggest mistake he had ever made.
Originally, the engagement between the two was just a joke between their parents, but Xia Zhu's words were like describing Ye Qingcheng as a little wife who was silently waiting at home for her man to come back. Well, she also seemed a bit like a harem.
"Xia Zhu, go get me some porridge." Ye Qingcheng changed the subject quietly, glanced at Qin Fan secretly, and found that his expression was as usual, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm full, you eat slowly."
Qin Fan put down the bowl and walked towards the sofa.
Just as he sat on the sofa, his cell phone rang suddenly, and it was an unfamiliar number.
"Who?" Qin Fan's voice was calm.
On the other end of the phone was an old voice full of a flattering smile: "Mr. Qin, I am Wu Zhi."
Qin Fan immediately remembered who it was, Master Wu, the steward of Wang Zhisheng's warehouse.
"I haven't started refining the magic weapon yet. I will let you know when I have successfully refined it."
Qin Fan was a little unhappy, the old man was too impatient.
"No, no, no, Mr. Qin, don't get me wrong. I'm calling this time to ask Mr. Qin for a small favor. The young master will definitely thank you very much afterwards."
"I'm not interested." Qin Fan refused directly. He was not familiar with Master Wu.
"Don't be too busy to refuse. I want to ask you to help identify a real magic weapon!"
Qin Fan was slightly startled, another magic weapon?
But he no longer believed it. The magic weapon in the eyes of ordinary people was not at the same level as the real magic weapon.
Master Wu's voice said urgently: "This time it is a real magic weapon. It was sold by the eldest young master, the Qingzhou boss, and the richest man in Qingyang, begging the Zheng family."
"The Zheng family? That martial arts family in Linhe City?" A dangerous light flashed in Qin Fan's eyes.
Master Wu said: "I don't know if it is a martial arts family, but there is only one Zheng family in Linhe City."
"I agreed." Qin Fan suddenly changed his mind.
"Great, where are you? I'll pick you up now!" Master Wu said anxiously, as if he was afraid that Qin Fan would regret it.
“Yunhu Community!”
Qin Fan gave Master Wu his address. Half an hour later, Master Wu drove a black Audi business car and picked up Qin Fan at the gate of the community and went to a manor in the suburbs.
Yuanlong Manor is located in the area bordering Qingzhou and Qingyang, and this transaction is scheduled here.
This is a private estate and cannot be entered by ordinary people.
Master Wu parked the car and led Qin Fan into the main building in the middle.
In the living room, there are two rows of rosewood Taishi chairs, with a brown coffee table in the middle.
Sitting in the first place on the left is a bald old man with a bloated figure and a sinewy face. This is Chen Heida, the Qingzhou boss. Next to him sits an elegant-looking middle-aged man in a suit.
Sitting under Chen Heida was a kind-looking old man, the oldest among everyone present.
He is Qi Qianhe, the richest man in Qingyang.
Behind Qi Qianhe, stood a young and beautiful girl and a Taoist priest in Taoist robes.
The girl is a tall and beautiful woman with ridges on her chest. She is Qi Qianhe's granddaughter, Qi Min.
Opposite to the right is a middle-aged man wearing black clothing and a tough look.
He is the seller this time, Zheng Xiaohan, the third brother of the head of the Zheng family in Linhe, and the third uncle of Zheng Tianya.
Sitting next to Zheng Xiaohan is Wang Zhisheng.
Zheng Xiaohan's cold eyes quietly glanced at everyone in the living room, and then stopped at Wang Zhisheng.
"Boss Wang, don't you plan to participate in the bidding this time?" Zheng Xiaohan asked angrily.
Wang Zhisheng, who was lying on the chair, raised his eyelids and snorted: "Why am I here if you don't want to bid? Are you full enough?"
"Then Boss Wang doesn't even have a master with a palm eye behind him. Do you really believe in me, or do you think Boss Wang himself has the ability to identify magic weapons?" Zheng Xiao said with a smile.
Wang Zhisheng glanced at the door and cursed secretly in his heart: "Why hasn't this guy Wu Zhi come back yet?"
"Where did he go to hire someone for me? It took so long!"
He complained to Master Wu in his heart, rolled his eyes at Zheng Xiaohan, and said angrily: "You don't need to worry about it, the expert I invited will be here in a minute."
"Oh, it seems that Boss Wang came prepared!" Zheng Xiaohan grinned.
Wang Zhisheng glanced at Qi Qianhe and the Taoist priest behind him, then at the elegant man beside Chen Heida, and sneered: "Who doesn't come prepared?"
"Zheng, you'd better not fool us with fakes, otherwise I won't let you leave Dongzhou today!"
Zheng Xiaohan laughed loudly and said: "Don't worry, Boss Wang, I guarantee you will be satisfied with what I bring this time!"
Chen Heida rolled his mung bean eyes, stared at Zheng Xiaohan sadly, and smiled: "Boss Zheng, don't just talk, everyone is here, take out the things and take a look first!"
Qi Qianhe smiled slightly: "Boss Chen is right. Boss Zheng should take out the things for everyone to appreciate first!"
Zheng Xiaohan looked at the two of them and smiled proudly: "Okay!"
As he spoke, he took out a gold-rimmed wooden box from his arms. Several sides of the box were inlaid with complex patterns. If you stare at it carefully, you will feel dizzy.
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. The box was already so high-profile, so the contents inside would definitely not be too shabby.
Wang Zhisheng said anxiously: "Open it quickly!"
At this moment, the door of the living room was pushed open, and Master Wu walked in first, followed by Qin Fan, who was strolling leisurely with his hands in his trouser pockets.
"Young Master, this time I have invited an expert to appraise magic weapons for you, and you should also know him."
Master Wu strode up behind Wang Zhisheng and whispered in Wang Zhisheng's ear with an excited look on his face.
"Where?" Wang Zhisheng turned around and looked back in surprise.
When he saw Qin Fan, his face suddenly stiffened.
"Qin, Qin Fan, why are you here!"
Wang Zhisheng cracked his lips and showed an embarrassed smile.
Mr. Wang gave the Wang family's assets to Qin Fan. His heart was bleeding and he had a deep hatred for Qin Fan.
However, Mr. Wang had warned the Wang family not to be rude to Qin Fan, so Wang Zhisheng could only suppress the envy, jealousy and hatred towards Qin Fan in his heart and greeted Qin Fan with a smile.
Qin Fan's lips curved: "I'll give you a palm eye."
"Young Master knows Mr. Qin, so you don't need me to introduce him. He is the master I specially invited for you!" Master Wu said with an expression of asking for credit.
Chen Heida suddenly laughed loudly, and the laughter was full of sarcasm: "Wang Zhisheng, are you really unable to hire anyone? You actually found a little kid to make up the numbers. If you had told me earlier, I could lend you an expert!"
Qi Qianhe looked at Qin Fan calmly and shook his head secretly. He really couldn't see anything special about Qin Fan.
On the other hand, Qi Min, who was behind him, suddenly showed a strange expression.
"It's him!"
"No wonder Wang Feiyu was so respectful to him at the auction. It turned out that he was an expert invited by Wang Zhisheng!"
The awkward smile on Wang Zhisheng's face suddenly became uglier than crying.
He grabbed Master Wu by the collar, pulled him in front of him, and roared in a low voice: "I asked you to find me a master of magic weapon appraisal. Why are you looking for an ancestor to come back for me!"