The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

After Xia Meng returned to the room, thinking about tomorrow's transaction, she thought she should find an expert who could identify antiques.

Although Xia Meng's intuition is accurate, but...

The most she knows is whether the antique is real or fake?

But there is no ability to accurately identify the value of antiques.

Although there are antiques, calligraphy and paintings in Xia Meng's space, they were all collected by her after the apocalypse. In her previous life before the apocalypse, she had indeed never been exposed to the antique industry.

Most of those who can play with antiques are rich people, but unfortunately, Xia Meng was a poor man in his previous life!

There are specialties in the art industry, and professional matters should be left to professionals.

Xia Meng was lying on the bed, and suddenly thought of the old man she met today. Maybe she could...

The next morning, Section Chief Wu came to find Xia Meng.

It was rare for Xia Meng to get up early when Section Chief Wu knocked on the door. Xia Meng had already finished washing and was about to have breakfast.

Xia Meng opened the door and saw Section Chief Wu and the others. He smiled and said hello to the others, "Good morning!"

Section Chief Wu smiled warmly and said, "Good morning, Section Chief Xia." Yang Xiaowei and Zhang Guoqiang also smiled and greeted Xia Meng.

Section Chief Wu saw Xia Meng wearing clothes for going out and said,

"Would you like to hang out together today? We plan to go to the Bund."

Xia Meng shook his head, "I'm so sorry, I have something to do today, let's do it another day."

Although Section Chief Wu didn't know what Xia Meng was going to do, since Xia Meng said so, Section Chief Wu said,

"Okay, let's go first."

Xia Meng nodded, "Okay."

After Section Chief Wu and the others left, Xia Meng changed her shoes and went out.

Arriving at the lobby, Xia Meng was carrying her bag and was about to leave, but was unexpectedly stopped by someone.

"Hi!" A foreigner greeted Xia Meng with a bright smile.

Xia Meng took a step back and glanced at the foreigner, who seemed to be holding hands with Cui Meili.

Xia Meng frowned, "Are you okay?"

Mike knows some Chinese, and based on Xia Meng's expression and tone, he can probably guess what Xia Meng said.

So he stumbled and said, "Miss, I want to get to know you, is that okay?"

Mike is very confident. Since he came to this country, the women he has met rarely refuse his invitation.

Xia Meng was not interested in getting acquainted with foreigners, so he simply refused,

"Can't!"

Xia Meng had something to do today and really didn't have time to deal with any foreigners. After saying this, Xia Meng walked around the foreigners and wanted to go out.

Unexpectedly, the ignorant foreigner stopped in front of Xia Meng again. Facing Xia Meng's displeased eyes, Mike smiled confidently,

"Oh, miss, I just think you are too beautiful, so I want to get to know you. If you are willing, I can take you to a high-end Western restaurant for dinner, and I can also take you to the Friendship Store for shopping."

Xia Meng was a little disgusted with the foreigner's eyes and tone, and said in a bad mood.

"Don't you understand human speech? I don't want to know you. How many times do you want me to say it?"

Xia Meng's tone was irritated, and her voice was a little loud without realizing it.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Cui Meili ran out from the front desk and glared at Xia Meng with dissatisfaction. At the same time, he protected the foreigner like a little chicken. He looked at Xia Meng warily, as if Xia Meng would It’s the same as doing anything bad to foreigners.

"What am I doing?" Xia Meng's tone was cold, "Are you blind? Didn't you see that he was stopping me and not letting me go?"

"Mike is stopping you and not letting you go?" Cui Meili sneered disdainfully, "What are you talking about? Mike is a true gentleman. Do you understand a gentleman?"

"Why did Mike stop you? Who do you think you are? Mike is British. Do you know Britain?"

"The UK is a developed country. Do you know how much money Mike earns in a month? It would scare you to death!"

"I've seen a lot of women like you," Cui Meili looked at Xia Meng with an expression that said, "I've seen through you already."

"You must think that Mr. Mike is rich, so you want to pester Mr. Mike, right?"

"I tell you, you are delusional! Mr. Mike will not like you. A vixen like you cannot confuse Mr. Mike."

"Silly," Xia Meng cursed unceremoniously, "Do you think I'm you? Just stick to foreigners when you see them?"

"Do you think that if a foreigner has money, his character will be good? The easier it is for you to succeed, the more he will look down on you."

"You," Xia Meng pointed at Cui Meili and then at Mike, "take him and get out! I don't want to see you."

After Xia Meng finished speaking, she walked around them and was about to leave. Mike actually dared to stretch out his hand to stop Xia Meng.

Xia Meng was not polite this time. She pushed hard and almost pushed Mike down. Mike stumbled back a few steps and finally managed to stand firm.

Xia Meng sneered and walked out without stopping.

Cui Meili felt heartbroken when she saw that Xia Meng almost pushed Mike down. She immediately came to Mike's side and looked him up and down eagerly, "Oh my god, Mr. Mike, are you okay?"

"That woman is so rude. Don't talk to her next time. Women like her are very bad. You..."

Mike stared at Xia Meng's back. He didn't look back until Xia Meng's back disappeared. As for Cui Meili's words just now, he didn't listen at all.

Mike pushed Cui Meili away, who was almost in his arms, and then said: I still have something to do. Then, ignoring Cui Meili's sad eyes, he walked out.

Xia Meng came to the store where Zhijian Antiques was located yesterday, but the person who was looking at the store today was not the old man from yesterday, but a young man.

When the young man saw Xia Meng, his eyes lit up, and his eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Xia Meng.

Xia Meng was not surprised by this look. He walked to the counter and asked politely,

"Comrade, why wasn't the old gentleman who looked after the store yesterday?"

"Comrade, do you have anything to do with my grandpa?" the young man asked Xia Meng.

"Huh?" Xia Meng was surprised, "The old man yesterday was your grandfather?"

"Yes," Yuan Song nodded with a smile and explained, "My grandpa has a day off today."

Xia Meng said, "Comrade, I have something to do with your grandfather. Can you tell me your home address?"

"This?" Although Yuan Song has a good impression of Xia Meng, this is entirely due to Xia Meng's beautiful face.

But he has never seen Xia Meng...

Seeing Yuan Song's hesitation, Xia Meng said, "Actually, I want to ask your grandfather to confirm some antiques." After that, he added,

"Paid!"

"Oh," Yuan Song suddenly realized, "So that's it."

People often come to Yuan Song's grandfather to buy antiques, and Yuan Song is very familiar with this kind of thing.

So Yuan Song finally told Xia Meng his home address.

Yuan Song's house was not far from the store, and Xia Meng walked for more than ten minutes to the alley where Yuan Song's family lived.

After walking a few steps, she found Yuan's house. Before Xia Meng entered, she saw the old man sitting in front of his house, lying on a rocking chair, drinking tea slowly.

Yuan Dingkun was stunned for a moment when he saw Xia Meng, and he obviously still remembered Xia Meng.