"Fang Ming, what's going on?"

Although Fang Ming's face was calm, but after knowing each other for so long, Zhou Yafang naturally understood that there must be a fire in his heart under the calm surface, at least he was not so happy.

Pointing to Bai Dong in the crowd, Fang Ming said, "That kid is a translator, it should be a translator for those two foreigners, saying that he wants me to come over and talk about it, I don't like him." ”

"Oh? Why? ”

Zhou Yafang didn't quite understand why Fang Ming was angry, the fact was that Fang Ming was usually a very amiable person, and he was generally not angry, but if he was provoked, his temper would also burst out like a mountain, and it was obvious that Bai Dong had really provoked Fang Ming.

Fang Ming reached out and grabbed a grape on the table next to him and threw it in his mouth, saying, "That kid has a high-flying appearance, I don't feel happy when I see it, so I don't like him." ”

Shaking her head, Zhou Yafang said: "There are such people everywhere, forget it, don't care about such people, it's not worth being angry for such a person." ”

"That's right!"

Fang Ming rubbed his hands a few times, and then said while looking around: "There are really a lot of antiques here, it seems that this time I really want to have a good look." ”

The black market, to put it bluntly, is not necessarily a way to trade antiques, but now the organizers have a stronger ability, so it has become "white", but