The villain who wears a book, this year's heroines all have their own systems?

"Uncle!"

"Don't be like this, I'll answer..."

Faced with the tough talk of the middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty, he finally couldn't help but agree, and as she nodded, Zhang Dewei, the middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty, couldn't help but smile on his face.

But at this moment, a sarcastic voice interrupted Xiaoya's words.

"Indeed, Mr. Zhang, you must keep it in mind. After all, this is a favor worth tens of millions. Even if you kowtow to Miss Xiaoya now, it's not too much!"

"Who?" Zhang Dewei turned around subconsciously.

I saw the handsome young man who was sitting nearby walking towards this direction.

Following the young man's words, Xiaoya's words were also interrupted.

Not only was she interrupted, Xiaoya also had a thoughtful look on her face at this moment.

Seeing this, Zhang Dewei's face immediately darkened, "Young man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense! I owe Miss Xiaoya a favor, but how can I get tens of millions!?"

The sarcasm on Lin Chuan's face became even stronger, "Are you fifty? Twenty years ago you were a senior in college... You went to college a little late. Did you go to college at 20? Mr. Zhang, is there something wrong with your brain? !?"

"You!~"

Zhang Dewei was so angry that smoke was coming out of his seven holes.

"Feel sorry!"

"I expressed it wrongly!"

Mr. Lin shrugged and apologized, but there was no trace of apology on his face: "I should say, Mr. Zhang, do you have a problem with your IQ!?"

"Boy!"

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"nothing!"

Lin Chuan showed a kind smile towards Xiaoya and said, "I just want to tell everyone that you lied, Mr. Zhang."

"Boy, don't spout blood!"

Zhang Dewei's face became a little tense.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry!"

Lin Chuan didn't care about Zhang Dewei's gloomy expression at all, but continued: "Mr. Zhang, there is an old saying that goes like this, one lie needs countless lies to make up for it!"

"I admit, you are good at telling stories!"

"But have you forgotten that in today's society, telling stories also requires evidence. For example, if you said that you and I fell in love and got married 20 years ago, then you should have a marriage certificate from that time. Don't say that you don't. , after all, you are so affectionate to your late wife!"

"and also!"

"You said your wife died in a car accident. There should be a death certificate, right? By the way, you also have a son. It just so happens. How about letting everyone know your son's birth date!?"

"I!~"

Zhang Dewei blushed.

He had just seen that Xiaoya and Keke simply didn't have a city, so he made up the story casually. How could he expect that someone would intervene halfway, and now that someone had taken it seven inches away, how could he come up with these things.

thought here.

Zhang Dewei said sophistry: "Sir, you may have misunderstood. I do have the things you mentioned, but I am just going out to have a meal. How can I bring these things with me at any time?"

"Miss Xiaoya, I promise that everything I say is true!"

"Uncle, you..."

Xiaoya's mind was buzzing, and she realized something was wrong, but after thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure out why the uncle would lie to her.

She couldn't find the reason why Zhang Dewei lied to her.

At this time, Lin Chuan spoke again: "This mark on your chest, Sheng Baozhai? Tsk, tsk, this is a famous antique shop in the capital!"

"I do have some research on antiques!"

After being criticized for his career, Zhang Dewei trembled in his heart, but nodded calmly on his face.

I have to say that in terms of acting skills, this Mr. Zhang is indeed at the top.

Lin Chuan nodded: "I understand, Mr. Zhang, the purpose of your story is probably for the folding fan in this little girl's hand."

He glanced at the folding fan.

"Brother Chuan, is there something wrong with this fan?"

Li Ling'er complimented him at the right time.

"If I read it correctly, this fan should be from Tang Bohu. Not only that, this is even the fan of Tang Bohu himself!"

"what!?"

"Tang Bohu's fan!?"

"Damn it, Tang Yin and Tang Bohu, the most famous among the four great talents of the Ming Dynasty!?"

"Wait a minute, I know this Zhang Dewei, one of the antique appraisers of Shengbaozhai, has a bad reputation. Last year, he sold a pair of fakes to a coal boss in Heijin Province at a high price, and his legs were almost broken!"

"This bad guy is still infatuated. This Gou Ba thing has had three wives in ten years, and I don't know how many of those who have no name or status. If he says anything else, forget it. He must be lying if he says he is infatuated!"

"Little girl, don't be deceived by him!"

As Lin Chuan pointed out that the fan belonged to Tang Bohu, people in the restaurant couldn't help but exclaimed. At the same time, the guests who originally didn't care about what was going on here also looked over.

Even if someone ruined Zhang Dewei's reputation.

Zhang Dewei's face turned green when he heard this. He glanced at Lin Chuan fiercely, then grabbed his bag on the seat and left the restaurant without looking back.

"Shh!"

"The bad ones are gone!"

Seeing Zhang Dewei leaving, the guests in the restaurant suddenly booed, and then everyone looked at Xiaoya with envy and even a little jealousy.

It was only sixty thousand just now.

But now 20 yuan has become an authentic piece of Tang Bohu.

This is not as simple as tens of thousands.

Based on the market prices of Tang Bohu's works over the years, and the fact that this fan was used by Tang Bohu himself, the price is at least eight figures.

Not much to say.

At least in this capital, if you need a car, you need a car, and if you need a house, you need a house.

When Xiaoya saw this, she stood up from her seat and quickly thanked Lin Chuan: "Thank you, sir..."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands!"

Lin Chuanyun smiled lightly.

"Thank you!" Xiaoya thanked her again.