With a cannon in his mouth, Xiaolongzi dragged me back and shouted, "Third brother. This is the child teacher I told you about. My best friend.".

Long Haoran didn't seem to hear Xiaolongzi's words, and beckoned to Huang Shengyang in the distance.

Huang Shengyang immediately rushed over, called the third brother respectfully to Long Haoran, handed Long Haoran a cigarette in a proper manner, and lit Long Haoran with both hands on the lighter, his figure was unimaginably low.

"Xiaoyang. Where did you come from?"

"Back to the third brother, this is my friend Tong Shi's. You have to like it, and you have to play with it."

Long Haoran took a cigarette in his mouth, puffed on the smoke into the sky, and said indifferently and coldly: "Take the license plate down later."

Huang Shengyang was a little dazed and stunned, and was about to smile and speak, Long Haoran slowly turned to look at me: "You are the Tong teacher?"

Long Haoran's voice was a little sharp, like an underdeveloped child, very harsh.

His voice is also unique, a little buzzing, like a vocal cord injury, which does not match his handsome appearance.

Compared with Xiaolongzi, Long Haoran killed Xiaolongzi too much in seconds in terms of both his eyes and momentum.

Xiaolongzi is a half-grown dragon baby who is still growing and developing, and Long Haoran is a dragon king who has already soared through the clouds and called for wind and rain.

Hearing that Long Haoran's voice was wrong, Xiao Longzi couldn't help blinking: "Third brother. What are you doing? Didn't you ask me to take you to Brother Tong? You didn't say you wanted to meet my best friend......

Long Haoran looked at me from a distance, his face full of arrogance and coldness: "If it's not you, I can't get in yet."

Xiaolongzi froze in place and asked, "Third brother, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting."

Long Haoran slowly approached me with a cigarette.

Suddenly, I only felt a fierce and ferocious black dragon poking out a huge dragon head from the void and baring its teeth at me.

"It's just to settle accounts with your best friend."

Hearing this, Huang Shengyang's lighter fell to the ground in fright.

Xiaolongzi's color changed, and he chased after him and shouted, "Third brother. What did you say? What is the reckoning? How can Brother Tong ......?"

Long Haoran completely ignored the little dragon, took a deep breath of smoke, and strolled through the snow in his heavy Savile Row custom leather boots, like the world's most terrifying black mamba approaching its prey.

Almost as Long Haoran took a step, the sons and black-clothed thugs behind him moved in unison, tiptoeing forward to kill, following in the footsteps of the Long family's black mamba.

When this scene came out, all the elites in the headquarters were shocked, and many of them turned white with fright, and the timid ones immediately retreated without hesitation.

In my eyes, there were countless black mambas on the opposite side all of a sudden, forming thousands of troops and killing me.

What should come, always come.

Today, I finally met the behind-the-scenes inspirers who smashed my appraisal center!

"Third Brother ......"

Xiao Longzi's voice became higher and rushed to Long Haoran, but he was dragged by two men in black.

In the blink of an eye, Long Haoran came to me, standing five meters away, staring at me unruly: "You are the child teacher?"

"I'm the child teacher."

Long Haoran's character was half a head taller than mine, and he looked at me like he was looking at a small ant: "I heard that the Qianlong Dharani Sutra was sold by you to our Long family for 200 million?"

When these words came out, Xiaolongzi was first stunned and then shocked: "Dharani Sutra quilt!? Brother Tong! The bed is in you!?"

Hearing the Qianlong Dharani Sutra, Huang Shengyang was also taken aback, and the Chinese cabbage old Xiucai and everyone were even more shocked.

I looked at Long Haoran, staring intently, neither humble nor arrogant, and responded indifferently: "Yes! 200 million!"

As soon as I finished speaking, two exclamations came from behind me. Listening to the voice should be Lin Chaoxi and Xiaobeibi.

These two Gege were unwilling to play with Huang Shengyang outside, and after they disbanded, they entered the villa.

The crisp response spread throughout the empty villa compound, and countless people present twitched the corners of their mouths.

What is the concept of 200 million?

？

A few years ago, the transaction price of the Yuan blue and white Guiguzi downhill picture jar was only 200 million.

That's the highest ceiling price for antiques in the world!

The Qianlong Dharani Sutra was sold by me for 200 million, and no matter who thinks it is incredible.

The total price of the dozen supercars and off-road vehicles in the yard is only 200 million!

"Wednesday. My second uncle is in the old Bo, and the price you sell my second uncle is 90 million. Is there such a thing?"

I nodded nonchalantly, "That's right. Your second uncle is too expensive. Didn't buy it."

When Xiaolongzi heard this, his face changed drastically one after another, and he looked at me stupidly with his mouth open, and the white mist in front of him came and went, scattered and gathered.

The second uncle in Long Haoran's mouth is no one else, naturally Xiaolongzi's father!

It seems that Xiaolongzi knows about the Qianlong Shroud, but he doesn't know that the protagonist is me.

Long Haoran's cold and murderous eyes were seven points more poignant: "Less than two days. You will sell our Long family for 200 million. Isn't that right?"

I put my hands in my pockets and raised my head slightly, and my voice was as calm as ever: "That's right."

"Your second uncle said he couldn't afford it on Wednesday, and your Long family sent someone to me on Thursday. The price is 9 million plus two old pieces of the Qing Palace."

My voice was almost hoarse after blending into the earthly world, but it was still there.

The hoarse voice revealed endless indifference and calmness, echoing in the middle of the villa, and I saw that the people around me changed color and face.

"Friday. Your Long family has sent another acquaintance of mine to buy the Qianlong Shroud for 90 million."

"Saturday. Your Long family sent Xie Youyan again, and the same price was 90 million, plus those two old Qing Palace collections. I want to buy the Qianlong Shroud."

When these words came out, the elite and proud people of the headquarters looked at me in a daze, some admired and some disagreed, and some even sneered at me.

More people, look at me like fools!

An idiot whose head was kicked by a donkey and caught in the door***!

Two rays of light rushed out of the cold smoke of Long Haoran, and they were rampant: "My Long family gave you three full opportunities, not only did you appreciate it, but you also challenged my Long family's bottom line again and again."

"I'm curious. So I'm going to come over today to take a look in person, who is the person who dares to sell my Long family's 200 million?"

Long Haoran looked at me coldly: "Which family of cheap women raised white-faced concubines?"