As the sound came out, everyone felt that the door was darkened, and Chen Juncai, who was wearing human-like clothes, swayed into the store door.
The top two buttons of the snow-white shirt were undone, and the sleeves were rolled up high. He was holding a purple clay pot in his hand, looking up at the sky, and he looked like the world is so big, and he was so arrogant!
Coupled with the shiny bald head, those who didn't know it thought it had just been released from inside.
That tone, if it weren't for being twenty years younger than Huang Laosan, it would have been carved out of the same mold.
When Wu Liang saw this, he couldn't help but want to laugh. Who the hell did these guys learn from? They are not afraid of falling to death while walking at night.
The bastard, that's wrong, the bastard didn't even look at Wu Liang and the others. He glanced sideways at the medicine cauldron in the center of the shop, his eyes lit up, and he laughed wildly: "Okay, okay! Old man Zhang, you finally satisfy me.
Once again, this thing will be sent to Chen’s house for me later!”
Old man Zhang smiled bitterly and cursed in his mind, what strange wind had brought this man here.
But in Yun City, this man's words are more effective than Huang Laosan's face, not to mention that he doesn't even know who Huang Laosan is.
"Mr. Chen, if I had known you liked me, I would have sent it to you! You didn't even say a word when you came, otherwise I would have poured pure land into the street and paved the road with loess to welcome you. There would be no need for you.
Come to this little temple in person, Xiaolaoer."
Old man Zhang was very good at flattering him. He made Chen Juncai laugh out loud with just a few words.
"Ahem, Chen Baldy, do you dare to rob the third master's things?"
"Who? Who dares to scold me!"
Chen Juncai was annoyed. He raised his head and looked around. There are still people in Yun City who dare to call me bald. I must be tired of living!
"Where are you looking? Third Master can't fly yet!"
Mr. Huang is annoyed. I don’t hold my mouth like this when I go out. You want to steal Mr. Huang’s title as the number one playboy in Longxi, right?
Chen Juncai came to his senses, lowered his forehead, glanced at Huang Laosan from the corner of his eye, and his face suddenly turned into a Maitreya-like smile.
"Third Master, it turns out that you are here to visit! What a rare visitor! If I had known that you were coming, my nephew would have cleaned the streets and filled the streets with dirt..."
"Okay, I just heard this sentence."
Huang Sanye waved his hand impatiently, interrupting the flattering Chen Juncai, and hummed: "I want to ask you, do you really want to steal my things?"
Chen Juncai smiled as brightly as a flower, with an expression that said he was sure you heard wrong, and said with a flattering smile: "The third master is joking. My nephew just made a joke with the third master. The nephew pays for this thing, and I guarantee that the third master will be there in the cloud."
It feels like home away from home!”
At the end of the sentence, Chen Juncai burst into laughter. He had long heard that Mr. Huang was a strict wife, so he came to Yun City this time not to steal sex, right?
Huang Laosan snorted and was too lazy to answer. Not all children from aristocratic families are playboys.
Even if they are dudes, it doesn't mean they are fools. They know who they can mess with and who they can't mess with.
In that kind of environment, it has to be said that the probability of aristocratic families producing talents is higher than that of the outside world.
Therefore, children from aristocratic families have emerged in politics, business, military, and all walks of life. It is not that they have a halo, but that these people are indeed better than their peers. Do not regard these people as parasites who rely on family power.
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Although Chen Juncai is a dandy, if you say he is stupid, then at least 4.9 million of the five million people in Yun City are fools.
Seeing that Mr. Huang didn't answer, Chen Juncai was confused about Mr. Huang's purpose of coming to Yun City, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he shifted his gaze and glanced at Wu Liang and the others.
That idiot Er Hu was automatically ignored by Chen Juncai. Although the jade jade girl was beautiful and graceful, she was nothing to Chen Juncai who was surrounded by thousands of flowers.
The only person who made Chen Juncai's eyes light up was Wu Liang. Who was this?
Seeing Huang Laosan's figure inadvertently falling behind Wu Liang, Chen Juncai's heart moved and he laughed quickly: "Third Master, is this man your friend?"
After saying that, Chen Juncai took out a crumpled business card from his pocket and handed it to Wu Liang with both hands. He smiled harmlessly and said: "This gentleman, we are destined to come thousands of miles to meet each other. Since we have met, it is fate.
Shall we make friends? My name is Chen Juncai. Next time you come to Yun City, just call me and I will let you..."
“Feeling like home?”
Wu Liang tilted his head and laughed. Chen Juncai paused for a moment and quickly said with a dry smile: "Well, if this master likes it, I can guarantee your satisfaction."
Mr. Wu curled his lips, "Damn it, if you didn't know better, you would have thought this guy was a turtle man. My wife even went crazy before she saw it."
Chen Juncai was flattering him, and Huang Laosan next to him turned green.
He pried the corner of the wall onto Grandpa's head. This kid thought he was dead, right?
"Chen Tuzi, since when did you become arty?"
Seeing that Wu Liang didn't answer, Huang Laosan naturally had no intention of introducing Wu Liang. This was the Huang family's trump card, although he never said he would only help the Huang family.
But as long as other aristocratic families are not given the opportunity to contact Wu Liang and win over Wu Liang, Wu Liang is actually not much different from the Huang family.
Think about the miraculous healing methods, then think about the incredible super fish, combined with this man's unfathomable force, Huang Laosan will know what to do as long as he is not stupid.
Seeing Master Wu ignoring him so much, Huang Laosan showed signs of getting angry. Chen Juncai took back the business card with a smile and did not dare to pester him any more.
This is what smart people are good at. He doesn't dare to get to the bottom of people who can make Mr. Huang take notice.
"The third master is just laughing. I just want to play around and have nothing to do. It's good to buy some things to decorate the front."
What you say is so arrogant. I just came here to buy antiques because I have nothing to do.
As for money, in the eyes of wealthy children like them, that thing is not much different from papyrus. The Chen family also supports him in doing this. As long as you don't burn the money as paper, those antiques will still have some value.
Compared with ordinary second-generation people who spend money like water in entertainment venues outside, Chen Juncai at least did not spend money. Antiques are money, and in the eyes of these aristocratic families, they may be more worthy of attention than money.
The two chatted for a while, but Wu Liang became a little impatient and urged: "Are you ready? I still need to go shopping. It's almost noon if I don't look."
Huang Laosan's smile was as bright as a flower, and he didn't care about arguing with Chen Juncai. He quickly said: "Okay, okay, I will go shopping with you right now. I will arrange for someone to send the tripod back, so don't worry."
"That's good, but don't break it for me."
Wu Liang snorted, took Cuiyu's hand and walked out.
Huang Laosan hurriedly explained to the ignored young old man, and hurriedly chased Chen Juncai without even saying hello.
Chen Juncai was a little dumbfounded. Is this still the same Mr. Huang who was running rampant in Longxi?
Why does it feel like a bastard? Yes, it is a bastard. Chen Juncai responded affirmatively. Huang Laosan turned out to be a bastard!
Chen Juncai was shocked when he thought of this. Although he had just realized that Wu Liang was not simple, there were not many people who could make the crown prince of the Huang family willing to be his grandson!
Not caring about talking nonsense with old man Zhang, Chen Juncai ran away. He had to go back and tell the old man about this today. The third son of the Huang family came to Yun City for no reason, and he became a grandson to a young man. This is no small matter.
It wasn't until everyone left that Old Man Zhang, who had been in a daze, cried and cursed: "Damn it, I haven't given you the money yet, and I have to be responsible for loading the car. How do I know where to send it?"
Mr. Chen just said he would pay the bill, but this kid can run faster than a dog. Does he dare to block Mr. Chen's way?
As for whether he will give it away or not, there is no doubt about it. Chen Juncai, who is capable of training, is like a third grandson, but he does not dare to disobey him.
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After leaving the antique store, Wu Liang's goal for today was completed.
Things went surprisingly smoothly. He encountered the rare century-old medicinal cauldron so easily. Wu Liang began to wonder again whether he had been blessed with a halo of pig's feet.
Thinking that once the aura of my own pig's feet is turned on, the world will surrender, and people will come from all directions...
Bah, it’s not like Mr. Wu wants to be the emperor and surrenders to him!
Before he could finish intoxicating himself, Erhu, who was following behind him, muttered: "Brother, I'm hungry!"
Looking at the sun on his forehead, Wu Liang knew that it was not easy for this kid to endure until now, so he didn't beat him this time, and motioned to Huang Laosan to take care of lunch.
Huang Laosan hurriedly searched for a hotel that fit Mr. Wu's status, not realizing that Mr. Wu actually gave him the opportunity to flatter him because he was afraid of spending money.
Although the money spent on the medicine cauldron just bought was far less than Wu Liang's budget, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are. Mr. Wu will soon have a family, so he has to count these days on his fingers.
Fortunately, Mr. Huang didn't realize this, otherwise he would have snorted with disdain. It's rare to see such a stingy strong man. Your face is worth more than a meal!