A thread of cafes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Brother Meng, you're here!" The woman in a big red dress looked back and smiled, and Ah Ping couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The goddess with long hair and shawl smiled and said, "Come here, let's talk while eating." ”

That's you eat, I'll watch it. Ah Ping muttered.

Last time, he let himself go back on an empty stomach, and Ah Ping Ke held a grudge.

Fortunately, he remembered that he was down to business, and Meng Ping ran over with him.

"What I told you last time, do you want to come out and meet tomorrow?"

Meng Ping also thought it clearly when he went back, Huohua probably didn't look down on him, and nodded and said, "Let's see you, but I have something to find my sister this time." ”

Huohua decisively ignored the second half of the sentence, slapped the table with her left hand and stood up, and her right hand grabbed Meng Ping's ear and approached her. shouted into his ear with a loud voice: "What does it mean to see and see, I have no gratitude at all, do you know who I introduced to you?" ”

Meng Ping clinged to the flame flower, faintly smelling the faint fragrance on her body, and shook his head in a panic.

Huohua let go of his ears and pointed to the TV hanging not far away.

"That's her."

When the movie on TV was at its climax, the two figures, one red and one white, just disappeared.

Meng Ping looked up in embarrassment.

"Which one is stronger in excavator technology? China SD is looking for Lan Xiang. Nearly 100 excavators for trainees to practice ......"

He trembled his finger at the advertisement playing on the TV.

“……”

Huo Yanhua was also a little embarrassed, so he simply stopped doing this, and directly pulled his ears to his mouth and said:

"It's Xia Xiaoyue."

"That big star Xia Xiaoyue?" Meng Ping asked suspiciously.

After getting a clear answer from the other party, Meng Ping sighed and turned his head to look at the figure of the woman on the TV.

It's the weird girl from last time, it's pretty too.

Meng Ping is now very pampered. Push away Huo Yanhua's scattered snacks on the table. Take out the painting in your hand, put it on it, and say:

"Sister, I know that you know a lot of people, do you know anyone who can sell paintings?"

Without seeing Meng Ping's surprised expression, Huo Yanhua said that his bad taste was not satisfied, and the baby was unhappy.

"What painting, did you draw it?"

As he spoke, he ripped it open.

"Boom!" slapped a palm on the table, opened it quickly, and looked at it carefully for a long time.

Huo Yanhua raised his head with a strange face and asked:

"You went to rob?"

"What." Meng Ping couldn't laugh or cry.

"This is what my friend asked me to sell."

"Do you still have friends like that?" Huo Yanhua asked strangely.

Meng Ping nodded.

She didn't continue to ask, because she believed the brother, whom she hadn't seen a few times. It's not just because he saved Xia Lao, but his performance.

opened this café by himself and showed up all day long, although everyone was shocked by the Xia family and would not do anything to themselves, but people's eyes would not deceive people. She wandered in the dirty eyes all day long, and when she saw Meng Ping's pure and clear eyes, she couldn't help but recognize him as her younger brother.

Sighing, Flame Flower said, "Based on my observations, there is no doubt about the authenticity. However, at present, it is still the auction house that is safe. ”

After speaking, he stood up and opened the door, and shouted to the box on the north side without the image of a goddess:

"Brother Wu, come here."

"Big girl, what's the matter?"

A fat man who was a little balding walked over. Although he was fat, he was neatly and loosely dressed, and he seemed to be a sophisticated master.

After walking over, he smiled at Meng Ping, and then asked:

"Sister Hua, what's the matter?"

This old brother Wu smiled when he saw people, and his face was full of joy, business will definitely not be bad, Meng Ping thought.

"My brother wants to sell this painting. You look at it and give it a real price. ”

Then he turned to Meng Ping and said:

"This is Brother Wu District, the manager of Sanli Auction House."

Huo Yanhua said, stood up,

"You two talk, I still have something to do." She said that she left, she knew very well that when others do business, they would never want a third party to be present.

"Who is this gentleman?" After Wu Chupang saw Huo Yanhua leaving, he asked Meng Ping politely, not because he was wearing ordinary casual clothes, and he was not despised for him. This made Meng Ping feel good.

"Manager Wu is too polite, my name is Meng Ping."

"Oh, Mr. Meng."

Wu Qu said as he opened the scroll to look.

Then his eyes widened suddenly, and Meng Ping seemed to feel that his whole body was trembling when his eyes widened.

Wu Qu trembled and said:

"The real thing, it's really Song Huizong's "Snow River Returns to the Map"!"

Seeing Manager Wu in front of him, he excitedly turned out his gloves, for fear of damaging the slightest bit of excitement, Meng Ping said that he was a little embarrassed,

Because Tu San took the guy, when he saw that he took this painting, he said indifferently,

"This painting, when I went to eat chicken in that house, I went to get two pieces of paper and packed them back."

Meng Ping looked at the large yellow stain on the scroll, and covered his face to dare not look at it.

Fortunately, the guy was afraid of soiling the roast chicken, so he didn't use the painting bag.

"Brother Meng, come and sit down."

Manager Wu politely invited Meng Ping into the private room to sit down, and then called an appraisal expert to come over.

The gray-haired expert came, holding a magnifying glass, and glancing at the painting. Manager Wu leaned his neck and looked at the side.

Meng Ping, who was quite bored, took out the employee mobile phone given by the supermarket and played. He just put his phone card in this morning.

He is a person who misses the old mobile phone, and the mobile phone does not need to be broken to pieces, and it will not be easily replaced, so it often happens that the money for repair is more expensive than buying a new one.

If it weren't for Tu San holding his mobile phone all day long, walking around with nine tails, which made Meng Ping very envious, he wouldn't have taken it out and used it.

The mobile phone is like a whole black crystal, and inside it is also a yellow, green and blue dragon on the top of the head, and when you touch it, you seem to be able to touch the coolness of the dragon scales on the dragon.

"Uh." Meng Ping was taken aback.

"What do you do with the frizzy." The appraiser was taken aback, and clutched his chest and accused.

"Do you know how much this painting is worth, and can you afford to break it?"

Meng Ping hurriedly apologized.

Wu Qu looked embarrassedly, this old Mr. Wang Zhuren is the chief appraiser of their company, he has a stubborn temper, he only likes to look at these antiques, and he never talks about the face of the guests. But in the end, it was for Meng Ping's painting, which would be said to annoy him, what should he do if he didn't sell it to himself.

He just wanted to go up and persuade a few words, but Meng Ping actually apologized twice, and then went to play with his mobile phone.

This made him a little incomprehensible.

"Brother Meng, this is really embarrassing, this master just loves these antiques, I apologize for him."

Wu Qu sat next to Meng Ping and said softly.

Meng Ping put away his mobile phone, pretended to be nothing, and said with a chuckle: "It's okay, Brother Wu, go get busy." ”

Wu Qu looked at him, it didn't look like he was lying, and he smiled and went to the two appraisers to watch.