Wei Xia raised the sword in his hand with a smile, "Old man, this sword has already been estimated by experts, the price is 110 million, if you want it, I will give it to you now!"

The old man hated it so much that he didn't want to recycle it. But in a blink of an eye, the antique auction is about to begin, and there will definitely be many people who want to collect such a sword, and 110 million yuan will be earned by buying this sword.

If he relied on this sword to make more than 10 million profits at auction, maybe the boss could forgive him.

"Bought it!" said the old man with glasses, gritting his teeth.

The ancient sword was sold, and 110 million arrived.

Becoming a billionaire again, Wei Xia felt happy in his heart, and took Huang Nanxi to continue to spin in the store.

The old man with glasses was afraid that there would be another moth, so he followed Wei Xia throughout the whole process.

"This clay pot—"

Wei Xia pointed to the shelf, and before he finished speaking, the old man hurriedly picked it up, handed it to the waiter behind him, and shouted: "I'm sorry, this clay pot is not for sale." ”

"This painting—"

"Not for sale!"

"This jade pendant—"

"Not for sale!"

Wei Xia blinked and said with a smile: "I mean to say that these things are fakes. ”

The returns are all negative, and they are definitely fakes.

The old man squinted and didn't speak, and the fake didn't sell, and he didn't sell it for any money!

After taking a turn in the store, he didn't encounter a particularly high rate of return, so Wei Xia took Huang Nanxi to go shopping.

But after turning the street, Wei Xia didn't encounter anything worth selling, so he had to leave.

"It's not easy to pick up the slack, but maybe I can open an antique shop. Wei Xia opened the car window, blowing the wind, and his thoughts drifted away.

Ding dong.

The phone rang.

Wei Xia picked it up and looked at it, it was actually a message from Li Mengyao.

[I drank some wine and my head is a little dizzy, can you come and pick me up......?

Wei Xia's eyes widened suddenly, and he became as excited as if he was beating chicken blood.

Li Mengyao was the eighteenth young lady he liked, but she was the first to confess and was rejected.

Fortunately, there was a Chinese teacher who accompanied him through that sad time in his dreams.

[Coming soon.] 】

"Little sister, today we have a class reunion, you take me over, and then you go home first, we will definitely end very late. Wei Xia said.

"Okay, is that the group of students I met at the school gate when I went to pick you up?" asked Huang Nanxi.

"En!" Wei Xia nodded like a chicken pecking rice, a little weak in his heart, as if he was going to meet other women behind his girlfriend's back.

When he arrived at the destination and saw Huang Nanxi leave, Wei Xia sent a text message to Li Mengyao: [I'm here, you come out. 】

[You came in to pick me up, Chang Yao and they didn't let me go. 】

[Okay, come in immediately, I'll go to the supermarket next to me to buy a birthday gift for Chang Yao. 】

Ten minutes later, Wei Xia bought a gift and walked into the fire.

This shop is a combination of KTV and hot pot, you can sing karaoke and eat hot pot at the same time, and students like to come to this kind of place.

As soon as Wei Xia walked into the box, he immediately caused a commotion.

"Wei Xia is here! Welcome, welcome!"

"Come on, sit here!"

"It's just coming this time, but you have to punish you for drinking, but you can drink as much as you want, just mean it. ”

The students enthusiastically did not do it one by one, and many of them had flattering smiles on their faces.

If Wei Xia came before today, they wouldn't have paid much attention to it, after all, Wei Xia has always been a little transparent in the class.

But now it's different.

The best beauty drives a luxury car of nine million to pick up and drop, and she also has a boss, and her attitude is very respectful.

What is the identity of Wei Xia?

They can't guess, it's unfathomable anyway, and the stammer is right.

"Wei Xia, didn't you say you wouldn't come?" Chang Yao asked with a calm face, unhappy that Wei Xia had stolen the limelight.

He drove a BMW to school today just to show off, who knew that he would be killed by Wei Xia in a blink of an eye.

"I'm here to pick up my girlfriend. Wei Xia said.

"Who is your girlfriend?" Chang Yao was puzzled, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Let's go, Meng Yao. Wei Xia stretched out his hand.

Li Mengyao blushed, stood up and held Wei Xia's hand.

"When did she become your girlfriend?" Chang Yao's face was slightly distorted, and his eyes were red.

"I still need to report to you when I fall in love with Li Mengyao, the two of us have been together for a long time. Wei Xia put his arm around Li Mengyao's waist and threw a gift box on the table, "This is a birthday gift for you." ”

After speaking, he hugged Li Mengyao and walked away.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Who doesn't know that Chang Yao likes Li Mengyao, and he has been chasing hard for nearly three years without results, but now he is being picked by others.

A chubby boy laughed twice, breaking the embarrassing atmosphere, "What did Wei Xia give, I'll take it apart for you." ”

"Yes, yes, look. ”

"Wei Xia's shot, it must be a good thing. ”

In the midst of the uproar, the fat man opened the gift box.

The atmosphere froze.

Inside the gift box was a green Santa hat.