God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun nodded. There is no doubt about this. Jiang Guangming and the others can never really want to invite them to dinner. The crux of the problem lies in why Jiang Guangming did this.

"If Jiang Guangming really wants to invite us to dinner, he will definitely call us directly. Now that he has put the phone in Zhu Deyuan's hands, it seems that he wants to send some information."

Song Yun talked and pondered, a flash of light flashed in their minds between the two, and they immediately understood why Jiang Guangming did this, and a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue knew that Song Yun had figured out what was going on, so they immediately asked.

"Of course Jiang Guangming didn't want to invite us to dinner. He called the people who lived in, in fact, he just wanted to tell us that the next thing has nothing to do with them."

Song Yun continued to ponder while expressing his own thoughts, increasingly feeling that there was nothing wrong with his judgment.

"Oh?!"

"Song Yun, you are talking about the owners of those antique shops in Jumbo Pavilion that we want to move here, and want to do something to us?"

"Jiang Guangming's call means that these actions have nothing to do with him?!"

Tang Miaomiao's reaction was very quick, and he immediately understood what Song Yun meant by saying that.

"That's right, it's like this. Jiang Guangming should be like this. If you call us directly, as a senior in the antique collector's circle, you will definitely have no face, so I called Zhu Deyuan!"

Song Yun is now more and more sure that his guess is correct, Jiang Guangming means this.

"Humph!"

"If there were no Jiang Guangming and Zhou Dongshan behind those people's actions, it would be absolutely impossible. Wouldn't it be too late for him to call at this time to express his meaning?"

Shen Xue sneered. He didn't believe that Jiang Guangming and Zhou Dongshan had nothing to do with this matter.

Tang Miaomiao also didn't believe that Jiang Guangming really meant this.

Song Yun frowned. Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue made sense. If the local antique shop owners wanted to deal with themselves and Zhenbao Pavilion, Jiang Guangming and Zhou Dongshan were definitely behind the scenes, and it could not be unrelated.

Is my guess wrong?

Song Yun shook, but if it didn't mean it, what could it mean?

Song Yun couldn’t figure it out after much deliberation, so he simply sent a message of his guess to Zhu Deyuan. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng knew Jiang Guangming and Zhou Dongshan very well, and Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng were very high in the antique collection circle. , I know a lot of people, and they can know a lot more than they, Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue, maybe they can judge whether their guess is correct.

After Song Yun sent his guess to Zhu Deyuan, he continued to ponder Jiang Guangming while waiting for Zhu Deyuan's reply.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng have been staying in the Treasure Pavilion. They didn't even think about drinking tea. They just glanced at the mobile phone on the table to see if there was any information.

10 minutes passed!

20 minutes passed!

30 minutes passed!

When Xu Desheng first started, he was able to restrain his temper. He sat motionless on the sofa. After half an hour, he couldn't sit still and just stood up and walked back and forth in the treasure pavilion.

"What are Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao doing?!"

"Half an hour has passed, can't you guess what Jiang Guangming's intention is?"

Xu Desheng is really a little anxious. This matter has been circling in his mind and can't get rid of it. If it's clear, it's simply not thinking about it.

"Hahaha!"

"Neither of us can guess. Although Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao are very smart, it is not easy to guess it in a short time. I said you should not walk around here and sit down. Have a cup of tea and wait a while to see if any information will be sent."

Zhu Deyuan also wanted to guess earlier why Jiang Guangming did it like this. Unfortunately, while waiting for Song Yun and Tan Miao, he and Xu Desheng studied carefully for a long time, but there was still nothing. answer.

Xu Desheng shook his head. He knew that Zhu Deyuan was right. No matter how anxious he was at this time, it would be of no use. He simply returned to the sofa and sat down in a daze.