When it comes to ghosts, Qin Xuan, who has been most afraid of listening to these strange powers since she was a child, even stood up her hairs, tremblingly pointed to the door and said, "It's okay!

Hearing this, Tang Xiaoming, who was about to step out of the door, paused, half-narrowed his eyes, the corners of his lips slowly hooked, and his pale smile was stained with a bit of evil charm.

This smile made Qin Xuan remember it vividly, she never fell asleep that night, and she still thought about the nonsense words of cemetery, hanging, and ghosts over and over again, and tossed until the early hours of the morning, she angrily submitted a bad review of more than 500 words to the intermediary!

Life complains of blood and tears!

Even if she doesn't sell her house, she won't scare her with this kind of ghost story!

Good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles, and the next day the intermediary received the bad news of deducting the bonus before he went to work, and the culprit Tang Xiaoming-

A thick wad of A4 paper fell onto the carpet, followed by a man's roar.

"Look at the good things you have done, you dare to abuse your rights and force that little intermediary to help you pretend to be a ghost and scare customers?"

"That house does have feng shui problems, and the yin qi is heavy, but I kindly reminded her a few words. Tang Xiaoming's voice was clear and sweet, the corners of his lips hooked a light smile, and his words were understated, "Who knew that the owner of the house was afraid of ghosts?"

At this time, he was almost like yesterday, with frantic black hair, a riveted leather coat, and seven or eight jingling decorative chains on his wrists, slumped in a corner of the sofa at random, like a boneless octopus.

This unsuccessful appearance made Tang's father get more and more angry, and as he spoke, he dropped the pen, blushed and pointed at him and scolded, "Don't you know how taboo you have committed? From today onwards, you have been dismissed, leave the Tang clan, and go far away!"

Tang Xiaoming smiled disapprenously, "Just go, I didn't do anything wrong." ”

"You still don't want to admit your mistake, do you! Isn't it hard bones!" Father Tang lowered his head and searched for it on the table, and finally smashed the coffee cup on the ground and smashed it.

The assistant had never seen him so angry, and he froze outside the door and didn't know where to go.

"Okay, as you wish, from today onwards, you will go to the self-established portal, do your own broken website, don't use my penny again!" Father Tang knocked the table a few times with his fist, and looked at him with hatred, "Look at what you play a good hand of, according to the road I paved for you, inherit the Tang clan in the future, marry a wife and have children, and have a smooth sail, but what about you!"

After listening to it for more than half an hour, it seemed that this sentence was the focus of Tang Xiaoming's thoughts, he narrowed his eyes and pondered, and suddenly asked his father: "Do you think there is no problem with the Tang family now?"

The sudden change in painting style made Tang's father stunned suddenly, but he quickly regained his composure and calmness, "Your uncle, what your cousins did and everything was for the group, for our Tang family, they can't do anything like that!"

Tang Xiaoming was in a trance for a moment, lost his laughter, and soon returned to his cynicism.

"Then I'll do as you say, and celebrate freedom. ”

It was extremely cold after the snow, the villa was not heated, and Qin Xuan was almost frozen into a statue, she wanted to go out to buy some food and buy a stove, but today a buyer contacted her to see the antiques, and the other party did not say the specific time, she was afraid of missing it, so she had to wait at home.

My father had a bad business life, and he cashed out not only the company and stocks, but also the antique calligraphy and paintings he had collected over the years.

Qin Xuan put the beast ear incense burner that the buyer wanted to see in the center of the living room, and as soon as she entered the door, she could see the position, and suddenly she saw a white stall in the corner of the wall, and she walked over curiously, and it turned out to be her own design draft scattered all over the place.

Design Draft——

Qin Xuan suddenly remembered what Tang Xiaoming said last night, it turned out that the manuscript had dropped, wasn't he peeking?

"This man didn't even bother to explain, so I misunderstood him. Qin Xuan took out her mobile phone and muttered to herself at the blackened screen, "One more explanation, I may not be so angry, and I also wrote more than 500 words of bad reviews to the intermediary." ”

Thinking like this, suddenly the doorbell rang, Qin Xuan sighed and went to open the door, glancing at the cat's eye, there was a slightly chubby middle-aged man standing outside the door, and a young man with a briefcase in his hand beside him.

Are they antique buyers?

Without waiting for Qin Xuan to speak, the young man first took out the documents and reported to his home, "I am the person in charge of the Shun Dongsheng pawn agency, and I have contacted you before to take the buyer to see the beast ear incense burner." ”

Qin Xuan nodded, "Please come in." ”

The middle-aged man should be the buyer Zhu Kaiqi, wearing a dark blue tunic with a thin fabric, Qin Xuan couldn't see the brand, but guessed that the price was expensive.

"Sprinkle the golden flat square furnace, this is a good thing!" Zhu Kaiqi saw the glass cabinet in the center of the living room at a glance, put down the briefcase and walked over, looking at his shining eyes, Qin Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Antiques are expected to be sold.

"You have an eye, this is indeed -"

"But this workmanship, I think it looks like something from the late Qing Dynasty, so it's not worth much. ”

Qin Xuan's smile froze on his face.

Before selling these treasures, she did her homework, not seeking appreciation to make a big profit, but at least don't let insiders take advantage of loopholes.

Often the first sentence of the price reduction is: this thing is not worth much.