Fang Chuan and Wang Weidong went to the county seat together, and Sun Yaobing went in another direction because of a business on the way.

Wang Weidong chatted with him energetically, and sent him to the security booth all the time, if someone hadn't called, he would have continued to talk to Fang Chuan.

However, just like that, he had a stronger impression of Fang Chuan, and at Fang Chuan's request, he also called him Xiao Fang, not Fang Divine Doctor.

Mainly because Fang Chuan felt that the name of Divine Doctor Fang was shouting, it was a bit of a liar.

And Wang Weidong is also almost thirty years old, so Fang Chuan also called him Brother Wang.

"Xiao Fang, when you have time, you must contact me, brother will take you to have fun. Before leaving, Wang Weidong glanced at him.

Fang Chuan immediately knew that Wang Weidong was going to take him to play with the wind and snow, which happened to be his taboo, and if he went, he could only be mentally devastated.

He hurriedly waved his hand: "Forget it, Brother Wang, it's okay to drink tea and chat, I'll talk about those places later, I won't go now." ”

"Haha, pretend to be innocent. Wang Weidong laughed for a while, and then waved his hand and said, "In the future, I'll go and be happy first!"

With that, he turned around and jumped on the supercar, and with a roar, it quickly disappeared.

When Chen Xiong saw Fang Chuan, he was full of doubts and envy, first he saw Fang Chuan getting on Yu Xiaoxiao's car yesterday, and now he called a brother and sister to a son-in-law, he walked up and asked a good question.

However, Fang Chuan didn't plan to say more to him, so he casually flickered a few words and pulled the topic in other directions.

In the end, Chen Xiong said: "You kid, I really doubt that you are a rich second generation who deliberately came to experience life, and in the future, my little brother and I will be in trouble, you don't forget me." ”

"Of course it doesn't matter!" Fang Chuan smiled faintly, when he had no money, it was Chen Xiong who borrowed a few hundred yuan from him.

He still remembers this kindness, and if he has the opportunity in the future, he will definitely repay it.

After getting off work, he took advantage of the fact that it was still early, so he went to the medicinal material market, and he went on a buying spree, in addition to buying medicinal materials for kidney strengthening pills and other medicines, he also bought medicinal materials for cultivation.

The money on his body was spent like flowing water, which made him feel distressed.

Coming out of the medicinal herb market, I looked at the time, I got off work early today, and it was less than six o'clock when I bought the medicine, which was also because he didn't want to delay the time, so he greeted the leader and got off work early.

And the property company in this community is owned by Song Dazhe, and Song Dazhe has already taken care of it, so he can basically leave whenever he wants.

When he walked out, he heard a few arguments on the street beside him, and when he looked at the sound, it turned out that there was a conflict in an antique pavilion.

"Antique Pavilion?" Seeing this antique pavilion, Fang Chuan's heart couldn't help but move, "Now I'm short of money, and it's not a way to just sell medicine, why don't you try your luck?"

Thinking of this, he strode to the door of the antique pavilion, and looked inside, there was a big antique shop, which was a hall, at least four or five hundred square meters.

The inside is spotlessly cleaned, and all kinds of antiques are displayed in the meantime, antique and full of charm, but there are not many customers inside.

The people who had the dispute were two customers over an ancient painting.

Fang Chuan also joined in the fun, walked over, and took a look at the ancient painting that these two people were arguing about, which turned out to be the handwriting of a certain painter in the Song Dynasty.

"I saw this ancient painting of the Song Dynasty first, and I must give it to me!" One of the fat men, dressed in gold and silver, looked like an upstart.

Beside him, there stood a thin man with glasses, who looked like a dog-headed strategist.

"How can you talk nonsense?" said the other man who argued with him, a tall and thin old man, "I saw this painting first!"

"This old gentleman. The dog-headed military advisor smiled sinisterly, "How can you prove that you saw it first? Moreover, what financial resources do you have to compete with our boss?"

"You're unreasonable!" the old man blew his beard angrily, "You can't prove that you saw it first, right?"

"Why can't you?" the fat man laughed, "I'll pay three times the price for this painting, man, come here!"

"It's here!" The man who was persuading on the side walked up to the fat man and asked, "Boss Jin, what's the matter?"

Boss Jin sneered, pointed to the painting, and said, "I'm going to buy this painting at three times the price, do you think it's okay?"

"Boss Jin, this ......" the guy looked embarrassed, "the rules of our store, the items in the hall, the real price, how much to mark, how much to sell." ”

"Hmph!" Boss Jin was suddenly furious, grabbed the painting, sneered and tore for a while, and immediately turned the ancient painting into pieces.

He sneered and looked at the guy, "What about now? Damage to the painting in your shop, is it three times the compensation?"

"You—" The old man was also angry, he was not an antique businessman, he was a hobbyist, and he liked the painting.

Unexpectedly, a dispute made the nouveau riche tear up the painting, which made the old man feel heartbroken.

He scolded: "You ghost, you shouldn't come in, this is an insult to antiques!"

"What did you say?" Boss Jin's face sank, and he looked at the old man fiercely, "Do you have the ability to say it again?

"Boss Jin, forget it!" The guy was also taken aback by Boss Jin, for fear that they would fight, and said to the old man: "Uncle, forget it." ”

"Hmph!" Boss Jin said angrily, "He counts, I don't count, dare to scold me, I'll let him lie down and go out!"

As he spoke, he threw himself at the old man, trying to punch and kick him. He is a big man about forty years old, and he punches casually, and this old man can't bear it.

"Enough!" Fang Chuan saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward and pushed this Jin boss away, "I can't get along with an old man, what kind of bullshit man!"

"Who is this puppy of yours?" Boss Jin was pushed and staggered, and when he saw Fang Chuan clearly, he was even more furious, "Are you looking for death?"

The dog-headed military advisor also jumped out and pointed at Fang Chuan's nose: "Do you know who you're talking to? This is Boss Jin, one of the best people in Chishui County, and Boss Jin with a net worth of tens of millions!"

Fang Chuan's eyes were cold, he looked at this Boss Jin, and sneered: "If you have the ability, you come to trouble me, I'm afraid that you won't be surnamed Fang!"

When the guy saw it, he was in a cold sweat, and a wave of unsettled and wave after wave rose again, it was no longer something he could solve.

He quickly turned around and ran into the hall, and soon disappeared.

"Okay, you little bastard, dare to meddle in your affairs, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you. Boss Jin said, and yelled at the dog-headed military master: "Go, kill him!"

"Young man, let's go!" Seeing this, the old man hurriedly took Fang Chuan's hand and asked him to leave.

Fang Chuan was not afraid at all, took a step forward, blocked in front of the old man, and said with a smile: "I'll see what this nouveau riche wants to do!"

"Stop!"

Seeing that they were about to fight, there was a shout from the inner hall, followed by several people walking out of it.