Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 25 The Word "Love" Hurts People
Last night, unable to stand up to his little girlfriend's extraordinary performance, and being fired by his boss Liang Jinyan because he was sure of Shen Yunfeng, Song Zhong drank a few more glasses.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that I got a room with my little girlfriend, who was also drunk, and got confused for a few hours.

After being woken up by the alarm clock, Song Zhong hurriedly washed his face and brushed his teeth, leaving his sleeping girlfriend behind and took a taxi to Hengxing to go to work.

Even though he was sure that Shen Yunfeng would lose the competition with him, Song Zhong still wanted to perform well in the past few days.

Because, one day earlier, it means that you can get the regular salary one day earlier.

Thinking of the recent salary that cannot make ends meet, Song Zhong feels pain in his heart.

When I got out of the car to pay the fare, I realized that I had lost the key, so I habitually took out the steel wire to open the door lock.

Blocking the monitor on the wall, he kept moving, and within three to five seconds, his fingertips felt the reaction of the door being unlocked.

Just as he was about to stuff the wire into his trouser pocket, a calm male voice sounded behind him:

"Song Zhong, you came so early today."

Song Zhong trembled slightly, threw the steel wire down the trouser legs to the ground, let go of the hand on the door, turned around and looked at Shen Yunfeng, smiled, and said: "Who is not a promising young man who is striving for progress? !"

He took out his mobile phone to check the time, curled his mouth, and said in a cold voice: "Shen Yunfeng, you too, it's not too late!"

After finishing speaking, without calling Shen Yunfeng, he opened the store door and walked in.

The moment he turned around, Song Zhong's face became embarrassing.

Because, until just now, he didn't see seven messages on the phone, reminding him that his uncle Song Yijiang made several calls last night.

The last one actually came in after one o'clock in the morning.

Shen Yunfeng smiled lightly, ignoring Song Zhong's mocking eyes when he turned his head, and walked towards the store.

When he walked to the door of the store, he paused for more than ten seconds, and glanced at the bluestone pavement under his feet.

A thin steel wire about ten centimeters long lay quietly in the gap between two large blue bricks.

When he opened the shop door and went in, Song Zhong had already changed into his uniform, and his disheveled hair was combed to shine.

At this moment, leaning against the counter, flipping through a treasure book, it shows that he has entered the working state.

Hearing the sound of the store door being pushed open, Song Zhong didn't even raise his head and said coldly: "Shen Yunfeng, when you finish wiping the exhibits today, you must put them back exactly where they were."

Shen Yunfeng frowned, retracted his left foot, and walked towards the counter.

He could tell that Song Zhong, the wretched man, obviously hadn't gotten the news from Song Yijiang that he was already an appraiser.

Therefore, at this moment, he is still telling him to do the work that an apprentice should do.

"Song Zhong, did you drink too much last night?" Shen Yunfeng walked across to Song Zhong with a touch of disdain on his face.

There is now a sixty-centimeter counter between the two of them.

"Hey, little brother, I can't help myself," Song Zhong casually flipped through the pages of the book without looking at Shen Yunfeng, "The new girlfriend knows that I'm going to be full-time again this month, so she insists on dragging me to drink to celebrate."

"Knowing a lot of girlfriends, it's not a good thing to be fucking, besides costing money, it's also costing money, hehehe"

Song Zhong pushed away the book and squinted at Shen Yunfeng, "Shen Yunfeng, we have known each other for a while, tell me if there is any woman you like, if you need my brother to help you, I will definitely refuse."

At this time, the mobile phone that was thrown on the counter rang. Song Zhong picked it up and glanced at it. Without avoiding Shen Yunfeng, he replied with a voice:
"Uncle, I've already arrived at the store."

After finishing speaking, he threw the phone on the counter, looked at Shen Yunfeng, and there were layers of sneers in his eyes.

The slight disdain towards Song Zhong at first slowly disappeared from Shen Yunfeng's face, replaced by an increasingly cold face.

Shen Yunfeng clearly remembered that in the first few days when he first arrived in Hengxing, he heartlessly told Song Zhong, who was about the same age, that he had a girlfriend. Now, Song Zhong deliberately asked this, obviously, it was He had to prepare to stab another knife in Shen Yunfeng's already injured heart.

The word "love" hurts people the most!
Now, the wound is about to heal, and someone wants to tear it open.

"Song Zhong, if I were you, I would take the initiative to call Master Song right now." Shen Yunfeng stared coldly at the opposite pair of eyes full of sarcasm, "I think he must have something very important to tell you."

"Shen Yunfeng, it's not your turn to worry about the old Song family's affairs." Song Zhong lay on the counter with his upper body lying on the counter, staring at Shen Yunfeng, "I was dumped by a woman, either because I didn't have money or my kidneys were weak. What about the salary? I guess it will take a while." I can’t make money, how about this, I know an old Chinese doctor, should I introduce you to him, and repair that pair of kidneys first?”

The forehead almost touched Shen Yunfeng's face.

"Humph!"

"I think it's you who can chop down dead trees with two axes and wish you good luck!"

Shen Yunfeng raised his hand, and pushed away the pale face in front of him because of indulging in wine and sex.

"I rely on!"

"Aren't you tired of living, kid, and dare to push me!"

Song Zhong raised his hand and was about to hit Shen Yunfeng's arm, but it was in vain, and he walked out of the counter in a fit of embarrassment and wanted to strike.

"It's so early in the morning, what's the noise?"

A gloomy male voice came from outside the door, and immediately, the door of Hengxing Antique Store was pushed open, and a man with no expression on his face walked in.

Song Zhong glanced at the person coming, hehe smiled, gave Shen Yunfeng a hard look, pointed at Shen Yunfeng and said, "I'll spare you today, you stinky apprentice, so hurry up and go to work."

Turn around and go back behind the counter.

Shen Yunfeng glanced at Song Zhong, shook his head, and then turned his gaze to the visitor.

Wei Wei cupped her hands and said flatly: "Master Song, good morning!"

Song Yijiang looked at Shen Yunfeng, his brows seemed to tremble, and he nodded without speaking.

It was a greeting.

"Song Zhong, wait a moment." He took a few steps closer and called to stop his nephew.

Song Zhong stopped, turned to look at Song Yijiang, and asked with a playful smile, "Second Uncle, what's wrong?"

"From today onwards, your first job at work is to carefully clean the Bogu shelf." Song Yijiang said to Song Zhong with a cold face, "Besides, when guests come into the store, it is a little discerning what kind of tea to make."

"No, Second Uncle, why?" Song Zhong twisted his neck, "Isn't Shen Yunfeng doing this before? Why did you arrange it for me?"

"Do you need me to tell you again?" Song Yijiang glared at Song Zhong in a deep voice, "In Hengxing, it's not your turn as an apprentice to teach me how to do things!"

There was something in the words, obviously still angry with Liang Jinyan's arrangement yesterday.

Shen Yunfeng glanced lightly at Song Zhong who was exasperated, and took a step to the side.

Seeing his nephew's sluggish look, and Shen Yunfeng standing beside him like a javelin, Song Yijiang wanted to kick Song Zhong over, and then slapped his pale face a few times. .

"But." Song Zhong seemed very unaccustomed to being scolded by his uncle Song Yijiang, especially in front of Shen Yunfeng, and wanted to defend himself, but was interrupted by Song Yijiang.

"There's nothing wrong with it!" Song Yijiang waved his hand roughly, "If you still want to stay in Hengxing, from today onwards, let me be a man with my tail between my legs."

"Also, remember for me, if you don't answer the call again, go back to Lihe!"

(End of this chapter)