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Chapter 135 Accident
Qin Fei also smiled: "Whoever makes Boss Zhao's land boundary good, Yuhua can sell tens of millions, I'll treat you to a drink later."

After Qin Fei finished speaking, he turned around and walked out. This time, he was very light, and the items he was carrying just now were replaced with the numbers on the bank card.

When the two of them asked and answered, the others couldn't bear it.

Brother Ping's face was flushed red, but he could only choke out one sentence: "What's the big deal."

The sour taste in those words couldn't be concealed no matter what, but speaking out made his entire aura faltered.

Brother Ping probably noticed this too, so he stopped making a sound after saying this sentence.

Qin Fei ignored Brother Ping and walked out of the shop.

As soon as he left the door, Brother Ping's little follower chased him out, and he lowered his voice: "Little expert, help me palm the eye, whether the one I received yesterday is real or not."

Qin Fei turned around and saw that he was holding a tobacco bottle in his hand. It was from a smokehouse in the late Qing Dynasty. Is there anything real or fake about it?No one will buy it at all.

This little follower was bullying and bullying. Qin Fei didn't like it very much. He just took a look and then looked away and continued to walk forward: "Grandpa, I am in a good mood today. I will hit you every time I see you in the future."

The little follower was stunned for a second, and immediately realized that Qin Fei was imitating himself, and he was too ashamed to follow him any further.

As soon as Qin Fei finished speaking, another voice sounded behind him: "Qin Fei."

It's Wen Ziming.

Qin Fei turned back and saw that Wen Ziming was already standing at the door: "How did you find the Buddha Lingzhu?"

Qin Fei's brain was spinning rapidly: "Buddha's spiritual beads are rare. Where can I find them?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran to Sister Rong's antique shop and walked over.

Wen Ziming naturally thought that Qin Fei had planned to swallow the Buddha's Lingzhu all by himself, which was exactly what he wanted.

Thinking of this, the haze just now was swept away, and a faint smile appeared on Wen Ziming's face.

At this time, Brother Ping also came out. Seeing Wen Ziming smiling happily, he asked angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

Then he couldn't help but add: "This little bastard got really lucky. He actually made a small 2000 million in a short time."

Wen Ziming patted Brother Ping on the shoulder: "Now, 2000 million is just a drop in the bucket for him, not even the interest."

Brother Ping was stunned, but when he heard that Qin Fei was unlucky, he became interested: "What do you mean?"

Wen Ziming lowered his voice: "He spent 8000 million to buy 20 fake things, and he suffered such a big bad luck, why should he not be allowed to earn a little bit back?"

After listening to Brother Ping, his mood improved, and he was full of interest: "What did he buy?"

Wen Ziming glanced back and saw that Zhao Sihai was very close to the door, so he continued walking outside and said, "Go, go back and talk."

Therefore, Zhao Sihai stretched out his ears and didn't hear what these two people said.

Brother Wen Ziming and Heping left, Zhao Sihai rolled his eyes, closed the store door quickly, and went to Sister Rong's antique shop.

Let me talk about the moment before, Qin Fei left Zhao Sihai's shop and went back to Sister Rong's antique shop.

When he came in, Sister Rong was cleaning antiques. Hearing the sound, she turned her head and saw Qin Fei, and she was agitated. She said coquettishly, "You still know how to come back?"

Qin Fei knew that Sister Rong was not blaming him, but he felt a little guilty. He was also incompetent as a clerk. He asked for leave every three days, and the boss did all the work in the store himself.

Thinking of this, Qin Fei's tone softened a lot: "With Sister Rong who is gentle, considerate and generous, I am reluctant to come back."

Sister Rong smiled sweetly, then came over and pinched Qin Fei's ears: "I let you be glib, but your sister, I will only be gentle, considerate and generous."

Fearing that his ears would hurt, Qin Fei quickly put his hand on Sister Rong's and begged for mercy: "The most important thing I must say is that my sister has the face of an angel and the figure of a devil."

Sister Rong was teased and laughed "giggle".

It was at this time that Zhao Sihai came in. When he saw the two people flirting, he rolled his eyes and coughed: "It's broad daylight, it's not discreet at all."

"Qin Fei, that Wen Ziming just said that you spent 8000 million to buy a 20 fake!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Sihai flicked his sleeves and left.

Zhao Sihai likes Lin Shurong, it's been a matter of years, and it's impossible to change in a short while.

He originally wanted to talk to Qin Fei well, but now he was a little unhappy, so he left without saying that.

8000 million bought 20 fakes?

Qin Fei's brain turned around, how could he have 8000 million?
I didn't think about it any more.

Qin Fei looked at the time and saw that it would be noon soon: "Sister Rong, I'll treat you to dinner today, you can order whatever you want."

Sister Rong smiled and said, "Are you getting rich? Our antique shop has been doing well recently, and people often come to the door at noon. It's better not to close the shop casually. Your sister and I have to save dowry money."

Qin Fei also smiled: "I won't stop you from saving money to marry me, I'll just go out and buy it back."

"You're getting better at teasing your sister." Lin Shurong said, and came over to pinch Qin Fei again.

Qin Fei quickly walked a few steps and walked out of the antique shop.

Qin Fei didn't see anything on his face, but he was already making plans in his heart.

He first calculated all the money he had, and it was 400 million.

Thinking about now that I can't work for Sister Rong with Sister Rong's salary, I might as well open a shop by myself. This is my final plan after all, and I don't need to feel guilty about Sister Rong.

Thinking about it this way, Qin Fei really wanted to treat Sister Rong to a good meal, so he went straight to the Phoenix Pavilion.

A place like Phoenix Pavilion is a membership system, and ordinary customers like Qin Fei have to wait for a seat.

Qin Fei thought that he was not in a hurry, so he sat in the reception area and waited.

With this gap, he can carefully calculate the opening of the store.

Lin Shurong was straightforward, Qin Fei knew exactly how much her antique shop was rented, how much it was decorated, and how much it was received.

So it would be easier to calculate.

Qin Fei imagined that his store would be slightly larger than that of Sister Rong, so the rent would be more expensive.

Overall, 400 million will be enough.

Qin Fei sighed in his heart. It would be great if he had another two or three million yuan to turn over his father's needs at any time, and then his antique shop would be able to operate normally.

The Phoenix Pavilion was facing the street, and the waiting area was lined up to the door. Qin Fei felt that it was stuffy inside, so he pulled the chair out and sat at the door.

He was thinking about something, but he didn't notice that there was a disheveled little boy running towards him on the street, followed by two women, one big and one small, chasing him.

Strictly speaking, a mother and a daughter.

When Qin Fei found the boy, the boy had already passed by immediately.

Qin Fei was sitting, and his slightly longer coat pockets were resting on his knees.

Just when the boy ran up to Qin Fei, Qin Fei felt a "snap" on his knee.

His normal knee-jerk reaction caused him to lift his legs, knocking the running boy upside down and causing him to fall like a dog!
(End of this chapter)