Wang Qizheng looked at him, thought for a while, and said, "I heard Qiying say, you are also in the antique business?" ”

"Hmm!" Yang Kang nodded and said with a smile, "Tao for Tao, mix and eat." ”

"Humble!" Wang Qizheng said with a smile, "If it's just a matter of shopping for change and eating with a mouthful of food, then, how can you afford Penglai Villa?" ”

Yang Kang couldn't help but glance at Wang Qiying, but Wang Qiying smiled innocently at him.

"Can you help me find a good old painting?" Wang Qizheng sighed and said, "I went to visit an antique dealer today, and the result—"

"What happened?" Yang Kang asked puzzled.

"I came back with a nose of ash." Mentioning this, Wang Qiying was refreshed, really, now, the difficulties of his Wang family have passed, and he Wang Qizheng can be regarded as sitting in a secure position, and the uncle has gone to the next level, has gone to the capital, at least in the next few years, his Wang family is thriving, in this case, in Jinling City, many people have to look at Wang Qizheng's face and speak.

However, today, Wang Qizheng, who is satisfied, is deflated.

The problem is that he still can't say the bitterness, and when he hears the antique dealer, he holds back his anger. Therefore, when he didn't see Yang Kang, he also advocated that those old men who were clean and clean up Yang Kang, as long as they didn't make too much trouble, it didn't matter.

"Don't mention it, I'm depressed at the mention of him, if I hadn't heard that he had a few rare good paintings hidden in his hands, I wouldn't have run to him boringly." Wang Qizheng sighed.

"Ordinary antique dealers won't make you angry, will they?" Yang Kang frowned and asked. He knew Wang Qizheng's identity - who would dare to offend him as an ordinary antique dealer?

Even if Wang Qizheng doesn't say anything in person, and then finds some excuses, I'm afraid that your antique shop won't have to open.

"Are you looking for Lao Ou?" Yang Kang asked curiously.

Since Shao Wenmo told him that as long as he didn't pierce that layer of window paper, his authority would be infinite, then, relatively speaking, Lang Yuan also had such authority.

Wang Qizheng could only look at his face, even if he was annoyed, he didn't dare to say anything.

"It's not!" Wang Qizheng shook his head and said.

Yang Kang looked at Wang Qiying. asked, "In Jinling City." Who else is such a big name? ”

"Lao Ou doesn't dare to be such a big name." Wang Qiying said, "But I don't know who it is, big brother, who it is." You've been keeping a straight face for a long time? ”

Wang Qizheng heard him say this. Immediately said: "The one from the Yang City Treasure Book." ”

Yang Kangxian was stunned. Then he burst out laughing, isn't that one from the Yangcheng Treasure Book Xiao Han? Wang Qizheng is uncomfortable.

"Little prince?" Wang Qiying was a little confused and asked. "Who is it? Such a big name? ”

"Your eldest brother knows, you ask him." Yang Kang said with a smile.

"His jade slave is amazing." Wang Qizheng sighed and said, "He had better pray that God will bless him from becoming old and ugly, otherwise, when his jade slave does not cover him in the future, I will see that I will not kill him." ”

Yang Kang was a little surprised and asked, "You don't have his complete information here?" ”

Wang Qizheng was stunned and asked puzzledly, "What?" ”

"Even if one day, he gets old and ugly, and the jade slave in his family leaves him, you still can't fix him - since everyone calls him His Royal Highness Xiaohan on the road, it means that there is still that majesty above him." Yang Kang chuckled softly.

Wang Qizheng was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "It seems that I didn't investigate carefully?" ”

This time, Yang Kang did not speak.

"Let's go, I'll invite you to dinner, don't talk about him." Wang Qizheng said.

"Hmm!" Yang Kang nodded, and then said no more. Wang Qizheng ran to find Xiao Han, he should have gone with the officialdom.

After all, the ancient paintings he fancy are bound to be worth a lot of money, for example, the "Begonia Spring Sleep" in his hand, not to mention that it is not easy to say a thousand gold, even if it is ten thousand gold, he will not sell it lightly.

After all, when Qianlong Lao'er wanted to buy "Jinshan Victory Map", as a dignified emperor, he also smashed 10,000 taels of gold.

Now, Wang Qizheng is just a local official in Jinling City, and he doesn't have much money in his hand, so he went to ask for that kind of rare famous painting, and he also met His Royal Highness Xiao Han, who didn't seem to have any concept of money, so it was strange that he didn't eat it.

Xiao Han doesn't care about his identity, and he will sell ancient paintings cheaply under pressure.

Yang Kang thought of this, and secretly thought - his "Begonia Spring Sleep Picture", as well as the unopened lacquerware box, it is better to hide it from Wang Qiying, otherwise, if Wang Qizheng has to force it and get it wrong, the two will have a conflict.

He originally thought that Wang Qizheng was just inviting him to a light meal here, but he didn't expect that Wang Qizheng actually drove out and dragged him to Fengqi Restaurant to eat with Wang Qiying.

However, it was said that Guo Fatzi drove and went straight to Fuchun Mountain Residence - this is a high-end club, which is naturally a membership system, and one-stop service for catering, accommodation and entertainment.

Guo Fatzi parked his car in the parking lot, and then looked at Mu Yi, he is not a member here, not a member, and people will not entertain him at all.

However, what surprised Guo Fatzi was that Mu Yi just took him and walked inside with a grin, and the security guard at the door looked at him, but he didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't even dare to ask.

Mu Yi just kept going inside, Fuchun Mountain Residence was built in the middle of the mountainside, there are still some ordinary buildings in front, or rather, you can often see some people coming and going, but the more you go inside, it is more and more deep, the ancient trees are verdant, strange flowers bloom, and occasionally there are golden chickens or some other birds, not afraid of people at all, just standing on the side of the road, or flying on the branches, looking at them like this.

"Hey, old man, where are we going?" Guo Fatzi asked in a low voice.

"It's coming." Mu Yi seemed to be very familiar with the road of Fuchun Mountain Residence, and when he turned a corner, an antique two-story building appeared in front of them.

At the door of the small building, there were two uniformed security guards.

This time, the two security guards stopped Mu Yi, but they still said very politely: "Sir, this is a private site, not open to the public." ”

"Go up and report it, and say - Mu Yi is here." Mu Yi said lightly.

The security guard seemed a little surprised, but he still turned around and walked to the side, and Guo Fatzi found that there was a telephone not far from the door.

The security guard made a phone call, and after a while, he turned around and came back and said, "Master, please go up." ”

Inside the small building, it is also retro decoration, which is quite elegant, but Guo Fatzi found that the decoration of this place is very elegant, and even the wooden planks that pave the floor are not ordinary wood.

Mu Yi had already walked down the stairs and upstairs, and Guo Fatzi didn't have time to look too much and followed him upstairs.

"Fatty, just wait and stand by the side, don't talk too much." Mu Yi commanded in a low voice.

"Yes!" Guo Fatzi nodded honestly.

At this time, Mu Yi had already walked upstairs, and upstairs, on a wide sofa, a handsome young man wearing a yellow, white and black plaid shirt was leaning on the sofa.

Behind the sofa, there was a bracket with saline hanging on it, and the thin infusion tube hung down, and the teenager's hand was on the cushion of the sofa, and the saline fell down the infusion tube, drop by drop.

Mu Yi had already turned around and walked to the front of the young man.

And Guo Fatzi also saw the young man's face clearly at this time, and he was suddenly a little surprised, he really couldn't imagine that the person Mu Yi wanted to see was him?

Mu Yijing pulled a chair over from him, sat down opposite the young man, and asked, "Sick?" ”

The boy didn't speak, just looked at him.

"Autism again, can't speak?" Mu Yi smiled faintly, "What's wrong?" Do you want me to treat you all at once? ”

"If you come, won't you just care if I'm sick or not?" That boy is Xiao Han.

"I'll order something!" As Mu Yi spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the coffee table in front of him.

Xiao Han's eyes fell on the list, and he only glanced at it, and said directly: "No!" ”

"Huh!" Mu Yi chuckled and said, "Really? ”

"Not really!" Xiao Han shook his head and said.

"Really?" Mu Yi stood up, walked around the sofa, walked to the back, stared at the bottle of saline, and said, "When you were a child, you never took injections, didn't take medicine, and didn't you die?" As he spoke, he reached out and pulled the infusion tube from the bottle.

"You—" Xiao Han was stunned.

However, in the next moment, Mu Yi had already grabbed his hand and said, "Are you really at ease with me?" Don't bring anyone, how dare you see me? ”

While Mu Yi spoke, he had already pulled the infusion needle from his hand, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, now that you are noble, you can get an injection and take a medicine if you are not sick?" Is it fun to get injections? Do you want me to give you a few more stitches? ”

"Ahh

"Does it hurt?" Mu Yi grabbed his fingers and said, "I heard that nail piercing is the most painful, Xiao Han, why don't we try?" ”

Guo Fatzi never thought that Mu Yi actually came to Xiaohan to ask for something, if you want something, you want something, how can you ...... Pricking Xiaohan's nails with needles was one of the forms of torture in ancient times, and was generally used to extract confessions.

"In the past two years, you have really ten fingers that don't touch the spring water, and you have raised it well!" Mu Yi grabbed one of his hands, gestured with the needle, and said, "The eldest girl's hands are not as good as yours, Xiaohan, you say, which nail should I prick yours in?" ”

"Please Grandpa teach!" Xiao Han said suddenly.

"You-" This time, Mu Yi couldn't hold back, and the nail in his hand aimed at Xiao Han's thumb pierced fiercely.

"Give me something!" Mu Yi pulled out the needle and grabbed his index finger.

This time, Xiao Han just clenched his teeth and didn't speak, and Guo Fatzi found that his face had changed because of the pain...... (To be continued......)