Zhao Tianyu drove Luo Hao, Situ Kong, and Yun Lingfeng out of the dragon's lair and went to the residence of Ma Mingchen, the last descendant of the "Thousand Hands Gate".

The warrior jeep, with his military badge, walked down the not-so-spacious alley and finally stopped in front of an alley.

At the mouth of the alley, an old man over half a hundred years old set up a used bookstall to sell books, and the books sold on the bookstall include the comic book "Book and Sword Enmity Record", the martial arts novels of Liang Yusheng, Gu Long, and Jin Yong, the "Wesley" series of science fiction novels by Ni Kuang, and monthly magazines such as "Reader", "Bosom Friend", and "Youth Digest".

These books are a bit long, especially Jin Yong's martial arts novels, which are old things published by Sanlian Bookstore in the nineties of the last century.

Although the books are a bit old, it can be seen that the owners of the books have taken good care of these people, and the cover of the books is not damaged in the slightest.

Luo Hao picked up a copy of "The Condor Heroes", flipped through it, and asked the old man who was squinting and seemed to be dozing off, "Uncle, how do you sell this book?" ”

The old man didn't raise his eyelids, stretched out a palm, and replied, "Five hundred and one volumes, no bargaining!" ”

Hearing the old man's offer, Luo Hao was really taken aback, even if this book was a few years, it was not enough to sell five hundred and one copies.

Five hundred and one volumes, four volumes is two thousand! Two thousand yuan is enough for Luo Hao to go online and bring the entire set of Jin Yong's novels home.

Luo Hao gently put the book in his hand back in place, got up and followed Zhao Tianyu to the alley.

After walking for almost a hundred meters, Zhao Tianyu stopped in front of the closed vermilion gate and said to Luo Hao and Situ Kong, "It's here." ”

"Ma Mingchen lives here?!" Luo Hao looked at the courtyard in front of him and looked very surprised, "Since Ma Mingchen has such a set of real estate in his hands, he will not go to the construction site to do odd jobs for his master's medicine back then, as long as he makes a price, I believe there will be many people who are willing to buy it." ”

In the capital, as far as Luo Hao saw in front of him, such a set of courtyard houses was worth tens of millions, which was comparable to a high-end villa, and it was still priceless.

Situ Kong looked at the courtyard and said, "This courtyard should be the legacy left by the 'Thousand Hands Gate', which was passed down from Ouyang Yu to Ma Mingchen. For Ma Mingchen, guarding this courtyard house is equivalent to guarding the 'Thousand Hands Gate', so no matter what the downfall is, and no matter how much price others offer, Ma Mingchen will not sell this courtyard. ”

Just as Zhao Tianyu was about to step forward and knock on the door, a man in a black suit, about thirty years old, with hairspray on his head, walked towards the gate of the courtyard with a briefcase in his hand.

Behind this man was a foreigner in a trench coat who looked extraordinary.

When the man in the suit passed by Zhao Tianyu's side, he glanced at Zhao Tianyu, Luo Hao, and Situ Kong, and then didn't pay much attention to it, walked straight to the vermilion gate, slapped the gate hard, and shouted loudly: "Ma Mingchen!" Open the door! Ma Mingchen! ”

The man in the suit filmed for a while, and finally someone opened the door; However, the person who opened the door was not Ma Mingchen, but a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, the little girl frowned and looked at the man in the suit outside the door and said, "Why are you again?" ”

The man in the suit looked into the courtyard, and after finding that there was no one else in the courtyard, he asked the little girl standing at the door, "Ma Xintong, where is your father?" ”

The little girl at the door, known as "Ma Xintong", frowned and said with a displeased expression: "He's not here!" ”

"Mr. Robert said that he asked for this quadrangle, and the total price was 30 million." The man in the suit pointed to the foreigner who was following him, took out a promised contract from his briefcase and handed it to Ma Xintong, and said: "Give this contract to your father, let your father sign it, and you can get a check for 30 million!" ”

Ma Xintong snatched the contract from the man in the suit, threw it on him, glared at him and said, "My father said that this courtyard house will not be sold, don't waste your efforts in vain!" ”

The man in the suit picked up the contract, glared at Ma Xintong, and said fiercely: "Mr. Robert is bound to win this quadrangle, your father has to sell it, and if he doesn't sell it, he has to sell it!" ”

Zhao Tianyu stretched out his hand to stop the man in the suit, looked at him, and said coldly: "In the capital, when is it the turn of a gringo to point fingers?" ”

"Who are you?" The man in the suit glanced at Zhao Tianyu and asked, "What is your relationship with Ma Mingchen?" ”

"Who are you?" Zhao Tianyu asked without answering.

"I am the gold medal salesman of Taifei real estate agency, my name is Bao Ju." The man in the suit replied.

Pop chrysanthemum!?

Hearing the self-introduction of the man in the suit, Luo Hao, Situ Kong, and Yun Lingfeng immediately laughed, and even Zhao Tianyu couldn't help laughing.

Seeing the expressions on the faces of Zhao Tianyu, Luo Hao, Situ Kong, and Yun Lingfeng, Bao Ju knew what they were thinking, and said angrily: "It's the abalone of the abalone, the foal of the famous horse of a thousand miles, not the 'explosive chrysanthemum' you think!" ”

"That Mr. Bao, since the owner here is not interested in selling this courtyard, isn't your current practice of buying and selling?" Zhao Tianyu looked at Bao Ju coldly and said.

"Since this matter has nothing to do with you, you'd better not meddle in it." Bao Ju warned Zhao Tianyu: "This Mr. Robert is the general manager of Dior Men's Wear in China, you can't afford to mess with it!" ”

"Can't be provoked?"

Yun Lingfeng snorted coldly and said, "Don't say it's the regional general manager of Dior men's wear, even the CEO of Dior doesn't dare to say this to me easily." ”

Yun Lingfeng walked straight up to Robert and said directly to him in French, "Disappear from me immediately now." ”

"Who are you?" Robert was obviously a little dissatisfied with Yun Lingfeng's commanding tone, and asked with a frown.

"Arctic wolf!" Yun Lingfeng replied.

Yun Lingfeng believed that if the Robert in front of him was really from the headquarters of Dior in France, he must have heard of this name.

"Dragon's Teeth, Arctic Wolf!?"

Robert's reaction was as shocked and surprised as Yun Lingfeng expected. As Yun Lingfeng said to Yang Xiaoting at the beginning, the influence of the three words "arctic wolf" is no weaker than that of the mayor of Bordeaux.

"This courtyard won't sell, you won't sell it no matter how much you pay, understand?" Yun Lingfeng said to Robert.

Robert nodded hurriedly, pulled a handful of Bao Ju, and hurried out of the alley.

"Robert!"

Yun Lingfeng stopped Robert, who was leaving in a hurry, and said to him in Chinese: "Remember, the land under your feet now is called 'China'!" Here, it's not your turn to point fingers! ”