Live shop exploration: 200 yuan to challenge the antique street

Chapter 213 Tokyo is hot, very hot! (Seek to follow up)
"I hope the morning sun will always shine on my land, and don't forget that the blood of the martyrs is all over the ground. The anchor said it well!"

"Our side is slandering, but the other side is testifying for it. It's shameful, really shameful!"

"Today one is cyberbullying and the other is slandering martyrs. Brothers, don't let heroes shed blood and tears!"

"..."

Chu Ang was about to turn around and leave, but he saw Gao Jinyang coming over again. Feeling that the other party was not kind, Chu Ang temporarily turned off the sound in the live broadcast room.

"Hey... why is there no sound in the live broadcast room?"

"The picture is still moving? No sound?"

"Is the network stuck?"

"It shouldn't be... this Gao Jinyang has offended the anchor many times, I guess... [-]% of the anchor wanted to swear and swear, so he turned off the sound (covering his face)..."

Gao Jinyang stared brightly, "If I leak your real relationship with Chu Jialiang..."

"Hurry up, please hurry up..." Chu Ang clasped his hands together, pleading sincerely, and interrupted Gao Jinyang again, "If you hold a press conference, it is best to use the name of Gao's company to let everyone Knowing that I am a descendant of the heroes of the War of Resistance, let everyone know what the Chu family has done for the War of Resistance..."

Gao Jinyang: "..."

"cut!"

Seeing the other party turn off the flame dumbly, Chu Ang looked contemptuous, "Useless counselor!"

"The next time you want to find me, you don't need to make such a big show, just contact me directly. If you want to fight...Although you can come!"

"The 3 million last time... Don't say it... You look like a boy who spreads money!"

"You..." Gao Jinyang's face turned red, he clenched his fists tightly, and veins popped out on his forehead.

"Hahaha..." Chu Ang laughed, and continued to joke, "This anger is more like it!"

"..."

"The Gao family will make you cry sooner or later!" Gao Jinyang walked away with a look of resentment after saying a harsh word.

"..."

Looking at Gao Jinyang's back, Chu Ang's smile gradually disappeared, and he said to himself, "Baby? What treasure did Grandpa leave behind so that the Gao family will never forget it?"

"According to the meaning of the eldest son of the Gao Group, Chu Jialiang is your elder?"

The man in kimono next to him looked surprised, "Are you a descendant of Chu Jialiang?"

Chu Ang nodded, "Mmm".

Hearing this, the man in the kimono's eyes lit up, "Did your grandpa leave any treasures behind? I can take them back at a high price..."

"Young man, our two families can be regarded as a family. Back then, my father and your grandfather were business friends..."

"My name is Hojo Murano, according to your seniority, you should call me nice..."

"?"

Chu Ang rolled his eyes, didn't he say this to Gao Jinyang just now, he was extremely speechless, "Hello, Mr. Hojo, goodbye, Mr. Hojo!"

With that said, Chu Ang walked out in stride, and at the same time restarted the voice in the live broadcast room, "Brothers, this exhibition is over, but you don't have time to take a look at the treasures here, these are all my Huaxia boutiques Cultural relics, study hard, serve the motherland, and welcome these treasures!"

"There is sound... There is sound! Hahaha, thanks to the anchor!"

"What is this Dongying guy doing? How did the anchor get so close to him?"

"Maybe the anchor is discussing the weather in Tokyo with this guy (smirk)..."

"Yes, yes, yes... what you said upstairs makes sense. As we all know, Tokyo is hot!"

"Good-hearted people, take a step to speak!"

"The plot in the domestic area is a mess, and "Tokyo Fever" can be called authentic!"

"You didn't listen to what the anchor said at all (cover your face)"

"..."

"Huh...don't worry..." Hojo Murano took the initiative to follow behind Chu Ang, his face was full of flattery, "It's almost time for dinner, should we have a meal, I know the master of daily food...

"No... I'm not used to Japanese food!" Chu Ang quickened his pace of leaving.

After Tang Sancai's incident was over, he didn't have the heart to make friends with this bullshit Hojo Murano any more. After today, he would never see each other again in his lifetime.

"Uh... Japanese food... Japanese food is really not good. It's not as good as oriental food. We still need to learn from Huaxia!"

For some reason, at this time, Murano of Beitiao was attracted to Chu Ang like a mangy dog, "Young man, you are not married yet... My youngest daughter is as old as you, should I introduce you to her? Bar?"

"What a mess..." Chu Ang squeezed out a few black lines on his forehead, and he didn't know what was going on. After hearing about his relationship with Chu Jialiang, Beitiao Murano, who was only eccentric just now, knelt down and licked, as if It's like a different person.

"I'm not joking..." Hojo Murano looked serious, "Don't rush to refuse, it's not too late to make a decision after meeting..."

"Quanzi!"

"Quanzi!"

As he spoke, Hojo Murano raised his head, looked towards the second floor of the exhibition hall, and then shouted at the top of his voice.

"Oh Do-san (Daddy)"

Soon, a bright girl poked her head out from the stairs. The girl was only in her early 20s. She was dressed in snowy clothes, with wide sleeves flying, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, her dimples were as white as creamy fat, and her slenderness could not be concealed by her large and gorgeous kimono. posture.

Hojo Murano beckoned to the girl, "Izumi, come, come to me!"

"Hi!"

The girl smiled like a flower, and after a reply, she came downstairs.

"This is my daughter Hojo Izumi..."

Hojo Murano introduced with a solemn face, "She likes Chinese culture very much. This time I came to China, I specially brought her..."

The girl bowed to Chu Ang, and greeted him warmly, "Wow (hello!)"

"Wow, what a beautiful girl, feast your eyes with the host!"

"Guys, I really like this!"

"Brothers, my dream is to marry a Japanese wife... Everyone on the earth knows that a Japanese wife loves people!"

"Do Japanese women feel sorry for others? We Sichuan girls also love my brother!"

"..."

Chu Ang looked at Hojo Izumi, who looked a little shy, but generous and calm, even those watery eyes were extremely clear, as if there were no impurities.

"Quanzi..." Hojo Murano said again, "Mr. Chu is a researcher of ancient Chinese culture, and his research on antiques should be higher than that of his father..."

Quanzi looked adoring, "Mr. Chu... so amazing!"

Quanzi's Chinese is not very good, but Chu Ang can barely understand it.

"Quanzi... How about I betroth you to Chu Ang? You can study Chinese culture together in the future!" Hojo Murano looked serious.

Chu Ang; "???"

No, are you serious?

Hearing Hojo Murano's words, Chu Ang was taken aback.

The girl's face turned red, but she still nodded, "Quanzi obeys father's arrangement!"

"Wow Kaka, brothers, brothers in the live broadcast room, what did I hear?"

"Damn it, send your wife away, is Dongying culture so perverted?"

"Dongying culture is also the order of parents, the words of matchmakers?"

"How much is the bride price for Dongying girl? Brothers, who knows? It's also 28.8?"

"College student, policewoman, Dongying girl...Did the anchor save the Milky Way in his previous life?"

"..."

Hojo Murano looked at Chu Ang, "Young man... In Dongying, I rejected more than a dozen marriage proposals for my daughter..."

"I see you pleasing to the eye..."

"By the way...Young man, what is your full name...?" Hojo Murano looked at Chu Ang curiously.

Chu Ang: "..."

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