"Okay, pour me wine!" the man handed his cup directly.

Su Changming said with a smile: "How can you use a cup, you don't need a cup." ”

He pushed the glass over, unscrewed the bottle, and poured it directly on the man's head in front of everyone.

The cold liquor poured the man with a stir, and he instantly sobered up, and when he saw where he was sitting, the cold sweat on his body came down with the wine.

"It's not Brother Su, I've drunk too much. Liu Shao swallowed his saliva and explained stiffly.

Su Changming threw the wine bottle on the ground and said with a smile, "What now?"

"I'm already awake!" the man rolled down from his chair and looked at Su Changming with some panic.

He and Su Changming were friends, but this friend was only because he was useful to Su Changming at that time, and he didn't pretend to be a person, but this not pretending to be fake almost became the reason for his death at this moment.

"We're friends. Su Changming bent down and looked at him and asked.

The man nodded, not understanding why Su Changming said such things at this time, and just as he was in a daze, Su Changming slapped him suddenly.

"Not anymore. Su Changming said with a smile.

This is also the reason why Su Changming has few friends, his personality is fickle, but usually as long as he doesn't offend him, he is just like a normal person.

But this doesn't mean that you can't be offended, because this Su Changming's personality is too weird, maybe you didn't do it well yesterday, but you can't do it today.

The man stepped back again and again, stood up in his chair, he lowered his head, and said in a mosquito-thin voice, "I'm sorry, I was reckless just now." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left directly, without looking back, he is also a rich kid, he was slapped by Su Changming in front of so many people, it was enough to give face if he didn't get angry, and he didn't have to do anything less than Su Changming.

The reason is because he is afraid of death, and Su Changming is not afraid of death.

At that time, his grandfather wanted to name Su Changming Changming, but the fortune teller said that he couldn't suppress the word Changsheng in his life, so he changed it to Changming.

The candle in front of the Buddha is bright, and it can be regarded as giving him a longevity name, but what Su Changming is best at is two points, offending people and fighting.

Everyone else couldn't stand it, after all, this Zhao Yang was just a jade connoisseur when he said this, and that person was their brother.

An uneven person stood up and just wanted to speak, but Su Changming spoke in advance.

"Introduction!" Su Changming grinned and said: "This is my brother-in-law, named Zhao Yang, I don't care what you think of me, but if someone dares to bully my brother-in-law with a hot head today, don't blame Lao Tzu for turning his face and not recognizing people." ”

The man who was about to stand up just now sat down instantly, Su Changming's brother-in-law, no wonder Su Changming was so angry, but which of his sisters got married?

Not only him, almost everyone at this table was stunned, even Zhao Yang himself was stunned, he said in his heart that this Su Changming usually jokes is okay, how can this really be said seriously.

His face was a little stiff, but it would be impossible for him to refute Su Changming, right?

The whole table fell silent, and few people were able to eat calmly.

Su Changming was very calm: "Now everyone can eat, right?"

"Eat, eat, eat. A man said to the crowd.

Just as he was about to move the chopsticks, Su Changming supported his head with his hand and said to him with a smile: "By the way, Xiaokong, you stood up just now, are you ready to tell me something?"

"Me?" the man looked around in a panic and said embarrassedly, "I just have a sore back, stretch and stretch." ”

"Oh, that's good. Su Changming nodded: "You eat, my brother-in-law and I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

Zhao Yang knew that Su Changming was already angry, so he had to shake his head helplessly, and had no choice but to follow Su Changming and leave here.

"Farewells. ”

Zhao Yang said casually when he left the table, and immediately the people at the table stood up and said respectfully: "Walk slowly, walk slowly." ”

This group of people was very polite, almost watching the two of them leave, Zhao Yang didn't understand it at first, but then he figured it out.

This Su Changming is still just a madman, but his sisters are much more serious than madmen.

That Su Su didn't even want to see Su Changming, it can be seen how crazy she is, when she saw herself that day, if it wasn't for her high tolerance for alcohol, she would have been drugged to death by her.

Not to mention Su Jingnan, now the most accomplished person among the younger generations of the Su family is almost the next head of the Su family.

As for the other sisters, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps, and they can become the man behind this kind of woman, and this Zhao Yang is enough for them to respect.

There is a lot of movement on this end, and something is happening at the same time on the other end.

At another table, Song Lao happened to pass by with someone, the white-bearded old man had already seen Song Lao before, but he couldn't put down his hair and went up to say hello, just Song Lao was passing by, he immediately stood up, and said with a smile: "Song Lao! Do you still know me?"

"You?" Song Lao turned his head to look at it, he almost laughed out loud when he saw it, how could he not know this person, isn't this the old man who was-for-tat with Zhao Yang in the auction just now?

He coughed and pretended to be calm and said, "It looks familiar, but I can't remember the name on my lips." ”

This was obviously a polite remark, but Whitebeard heard another taste, and he said excitedly: "I'm Song Zhongyi, we met at the anomaly auction three years ago. ”

"Ugh. "Song Lao was a little hesitant, the auction three years ago? He has participated in hundreds of auctions in the past three years, not to mention that he has been in the ghost street, and there are eighty-eight auctions held in the ghost street alone in a year.

How could he remember going to someone he had met three years ago?

"Remember, you're here to watch the auction?" Song Lao thought in his heart, but he didn't say that.

"Yes, yes, yes. Song Zhongyi glanced at everyone on the table very proudly, and his heart was already in the sky.

The eyes of the people at the table were also full of envy, after all, if they could know Song Lao, it would mean that they could almost walk sideways in the antique circle in the capital.

The two of them were saying polite words, but at this moment, Song Zhongyi saw Zhao Yang walking towards them.

Song Lao turned his back to Zhao Yang, naturally he didn't find him, but Song Zhongyi had already seen it, and he was secretly happy in his heart, this was his good opportunity, he had to make this Zhao Yang suffer.

He deliberately didn't remind Song Lao that there was someone behind him, and when Zhao Yang was about to come behind Song Lao, he suddenly shouted: "Song Lao be careful!"

Listening to his words, Song Lao subconsciously flashed to the right, but Song Zhongyi grabbed Song Lao's arm in advance and pulled him violently to his side.

Song Lao stumbled and almost fell to the ground, and at this time, Zhao Yang also happened to come behind Song Lao.

"How can you do this! I almost bumped into Song Lao, do you know?" Song Zhongyi glared at Zhao Yang angrily.

Zhao Yang was a little dazed, he was obviously walking normally, how could he bump into someone? When he looked at the person who spoke, he instantly understood that this white-bearded old thing wanted to frame him.

Su Changming had already left, and Zhao Yang was delayed for a little time because he wanted to take his coat and say goodbye to everyone, but he didn't expect to run into Song Lao and be framed by this white-bearded old thing.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Yang looked at him and said lightly.

"What do you mean?" Song Zhongyi sneered, and while helping Song Lao up, he said with a cold eye: "I don't say that you also know, you deliberately bumped into it just now, if it weren't for my quick hands, Song Lao would have had an accident." ”

Listening to his words, Zhao Yang only felt like laughing, and he asked out loud: "May I ask what good it will do me if I deliberately knocked down Song Lao?"

"Of course there are benefits, you must be jealous that Song Lao is rich, and then want to take revenge on him. ”

Song Zhongyi said very firmly: "You have a hatred of the rich. ”

At this time, as soon as Song Lao stood up, he heard a familiar voice behind him, he turned his head to look, and sure enough, it was Zhao Yang.

"We've seen it too. As a good friend of Song Zhongyi's side, what a lackey, everyone at that table said in unison.

Zhao Yang didn't panic at all, "Did you hit it or not, you have the final say?"

"Hehe, I was also about to ask Song Lao!" Song Zhongyi looked at Song Lao nervously and said, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Song Lao frowned slightly, and said in his heart that if you hadn't dragged me, I wouldn't have almost fallen.

"Our witnesses are all here, Elder Song, can you tell me if he almost hit you just now?"

The corners of Song Lao's mouth twitched, what do you mean that you almost bumped into me? That means that you didn't bump into me, and you didn't feel like you had a fart.

"Didn't you hit it?" Song Lao said very calmly, he patted the dust on his body and looked up at Zhao Yang.

Song Zhongyi said directly: "But I saw that he was ready to make a move, if it wasn't for my quick eyes just now, he would have succeeded." ”

"Why did he push me?" Song Lao was even more puzzled, but he soon realized that he was being used as a gun.

Listening to Song Lao's question, Song Zhongyi said very firmly with his own understanding: "He is an enemy of the rich, jealous of the rich, and when he sees you, he has bad thoughts about you, Song Lao, you must not let go of this kind of person." ”

"Poof. Song Lao suddenly laughed: "You mean that Zhao Yang hates the rich, why does Zhao Yang hate himself." ”

Song Zhongyi was anxious, and he said in his heart that this Song Lao was too tolerant.

"But he almost knocked you down," he said. ”

Zhao Yang, who had not spoken, also shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said, "Elder Song, let's say slowly that I didn't knock you down, even if I really knocked you down, what do you want?"