Wang Wei's eyes were sharp, and he saw at a glance that these two boxes of supplements were very valuable, and he snickered on the side and gave He Lin a look.

He Lin scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Qingle, look at you, this time I originally invited you to dinner, but it turned out to make you break the bank again." ”

Who knew that Qingle glanced at He Lin angrily: "This is a gift from my uncle and aunt, not for Brother Xiao He!"

He Lin looked embarrassed, but it made He Xiaoyu and Wang Wei laugh on one side.

But Liu Cuilan and He Wei saw it clearly, and after the two exchanged a look, He Wei took the lead in raising the teacup in his hand: "Hehe, come, today is the first time we have eaten together in a restaurant." ”

"As an elder, I'll replace wine with tea, let's go first!"

"Let's go!"

He Lin and Wang Wei also raised the beer in their hands at the same time, touched it, and then took a big sip.

Qingle and He Xiaoyu drank drinks, and Liu Cuilan drank tea.

He He drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and licked his tongue unsatisfactorily: "Ahem, Xiao Wang, how does the beer taste?"

"Shhh...... It's cool to drink cold beer in this weather!" Wang Wei smiled, picked up a piece of roast meat and stuffed it into his mouth: "Hmm...... , with this roasted meat, absolutely amazing!"

"Hehe, it does look pretty cool. ”

He didn't smash his lips, and the alcohol addiction began to scratch his heart lightly again, and he said tentatively: "Come, let Uncle He ...... too"

"What about you?" asked Liu Cuilan, glaring at him.

Why don't you chuckle in his heart, he only felt that his wife's eyes were colder than summer beer, and hurriedly said: "Hehe, I mean let me use tea instead of wine to have a glass with Xiao Wang." ”

"Dad, you've just recovered from a serious illness, so let's bear with it first. ”

He Lin shook his head with a wry smile on the side, and said, "When the time comes, my body will be completely well, and Lao Wang and I will have a good drink with you when it's okay!"

"Dad, that's it, you can't be greedy!" He Xiaoyu also persuaded.

"Hehe, okay, with the words of the two of you, I'll bear with it today!"

He Wei had to smile stupidly, and pitifully poured another cup of tea: "Come on, come on, go again!"

"Come, why Uncle is in good health and have a drink!"

Wang Wei smiled and raised the beer in his hand, and after clinking glasses, he took another sip: "Cool!"

"Hehe, Xiao Wang, in the future, the signboard of He Tong Baojian will be supported by you and Xiao Linzi, don't let Uncle He down." He looked at Wang Wei's true temperament, and he really liked it.

"Haha, Uncle He, don't worry!" Wang Wei patted his chest and said with a smile: "Brother He and I will definitely carry forward the reputation of He Tong Baojian in the future, and let it resound throughout the antique street, no, it will resound in the city!"

"Haha, good, good!" He Lin nodded with a smile.

Qingle, He Xiaoyu and others also laughed.

"Hmph, young people are like this, they are not young, but their tone is very big!"

But at this moment, a strange voice came from the next table.

He Lin and the others' faces changed slightly, and they looked for prestige, only to see four people sitting at the next table.

Three middle-aged men in their forties, and an elderly man in his early sixties.

At the head was the old man, who wore a sackcloth coat and a big back comb, but with a goatee, which made people feel a little undecent.

Seeing that his cheeks were slightly red, he must have drunk a lot of wine, and the yin and yang weird words just now came from his mouth.

Seeing this person, He Lin and He Wei couldn't help frowning.

As long as it is an antique street, but people are no strangers to the old man, his name is Qian Sanduo, and he is also the shopkeeper of an antique shop in the antique street, mainly engaged in bronzes, and the shop is near the end of the antique street.

Qian Sanduo is also well-known in the antique street, and he is close to the age of Gu Xi Shuangqing, so he can be regarded as an old-timer in the antique industry.

The other three also seem to be characters in the antique circle, but they look more faceless, not from the antique street.

Qian Sanduo is usually more self-oriented, and today he followed his junior friends to buy some good things from a private auction, so they made an appointment to drink a few glasses in this Linjiang Pavilion.

After three rounds of drinking, several of them were already slightly drunk.

It turned out to be a coincidence, at this time, I happened to hear Wang Wei say that he wanted to make He Tong Baojian the largest antique shop in Gui City, and he was naturally unconvinced, so there was the scene just now.

"It turned out to be the old shopkeeper of Qian!"

He did not politely arch his hands and greeted: "Hehe, young people are more strong-blooded, don't take the money shopkeeper too seriously." ”

"Oh, who am I?"

Who knew that Qian Sanduo's eyes narrowed, and he smiled strangely: "It turned out to be the shopkeeper of He Tong Baojian, didn't it rumor in the antique street some time ago that you had been hospitalized? Why, now you have nothing to do and have been discharged from the hospital?"

Hearing this, He Wei's face sank suddenly, and anyone who understands can hear that Qian Sanduo's words are full of thorns.

First, what a difference, this matter is indeed spread in the antique street, and second, Qian Sanduo is drunk at this time, so he doesn't bother to talk about the so-called faces on weekdays, and he becomes more open-mouthed.

"It turns out that this is the shopkeeper you talked to us in private?" A middle-aged man with a round cake face sitting next to Qian Sanduo looked up and down, and said with a drunken smile: "When I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation!"

"Hahaha...... the other two also laughed: "It does have a bit of style!"

He Wei's face was blue again, and he said coldly: "Old shopkeeper Qian, everyone is also in the antique circle, and they are doing business in the antique street together, no matter when anyone has an eye, there is no need to be sarcastic, right?"

"Well, yes, yes......" Qian Sanduo shook his head and said: "Shopkeeper He is right, but that little guy just now actually said that your family He Tong Baojian wants to be the leader of the city?

After saying that, he laughed to himself again.

"The surname is Qian, I said this, you don't pull it on Uncle He!" Wang Wei gritted his teeth, slapped the table and said hurriedly: "Don't drink some horse urine, you don't know what your surname is!"

Some people are like this, they are polite on weekdays, but after two glasses of wine, they really don't know who they are!

"Ouch hey!"

Qian Sanduo's eyes narrowed, and when he saw that a guy from Wang Wei dared to shout in front of him, his voice raised a few points in vain: "You bastard, what a big breath!"

"When Lao Tzu was messing around in the antique street, your kid was not born, and now you dare to stand up and shout at Lao Tzu?"

"He Da Shopkeeper, your fellow He Tong Baojian is really a monk with an umbrella - lawless?"

After speaking, Qian Sanduo stood up even more suddenly: "Do you want me to help you discipline and discipline today, so that he can know what it means to respect teachers!"

He deliberately raised his voice as he spoke, and many people in the hall cast surprised glances at He Lin's table.

"Who is that old man, making such a big fire?"

"You're not from the antique street, are you? that's the shopkeeper of Qian Sanduo, and you can be regarded as an old-timer of the antique street!"

"Hey, who is on the same page with the old shopkeeper?

For a while, everyone in the hall of Linjiang Pavilion whispered, and their eyes were even more unscrupulous, or intentionally or unintentionally glancing in the direction of He Lin.

Wang Wei was also so angry at this time that his face turned red, and he almost rushed up with the strength of the wine bottle.

He doesn't care if he is an old man or not, he is not a senior, first give him a wine bottle on his head to sober up!

Fortunately, He Lin hurriedly held him down, so that he was spared from seeing red.

"Hehe, don't worry, shopkeeper money, let's dissipate your anger first!" He Lin said politely with a smile on his face.

Qian Sanduo glanced at He Lin up and down, leaning on the old man and saying, "I'm talking to your father, and I don't have the time for you to intervene!"

"Hey, Money Shopkeeper, you're wrong!"

He Lin didn't laugh angrily, and also stood up from his seat: "There are some things that you may not know, now that my father has retired, I am the master of He Tong Baojian!"

"You're teaching my buddy here in front of me. “

He Lin's face sank in vain, and he snorted coldly: "You said this, do I have the qualifications to intervene?"