The daughter is reborn: the abstinent boss pampers her and becomes addicted to her

When Ye Siyan came out of the meeting, An Yu was nowhere to be seen.

Aunt Jiang guessed that he was looking for An Yu and told him: "The young lady went out and said she was going to prepare a gift for the old man."

"Where did you go?"

Ye Siyan glanced at his phone and saw that she didn't even send him a message to report it.

If I don't get angry with her for a day, her mind will go wild again!

"No, the lady said she will be back soon, so you don't have to worry."

Not telling him where he went and telling him not to worry?

Ye Siyan immediately asked the bodyguard following An Yu about her whereabouts.

There was a reason why An Yu did not tell Ye Siyan about his whereabouts in advance.

For example, in this place in front of him, An Yu was not sure whether it would be bad if Ye Siyan’s face appeared here.

"Little friend, this is not a place for you to come."

Two burly men blocked An Yu's way.

There is a whole team of security guards at the entrance of the black market.

Only two people came to stop An Yu.

One of them just came over to stop her for the sake of politeness, and the other one simply thought the girl was pretty from afar and wanted to come over to take a look out of boredom.

No one takes An Yu seriously.

When they talked about children, An Yu subconsciously thought of his own mental age.

In her past life and this life, she dared to respond when someone called her sister. She is not a child.

"Since when did there become an age limit for entering the black market?"

An Yu directly opened the 8-digit balance on WeChat and showed it to them.

The big man took one look at the long string of zeros and his expression slightly straightened up.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."

When he counted to eight, An Yu quickly switched to his Alipay balance.

"Is it enough?"

Although the balance in her bank card is only a few zeros more than that in her Alipay account, she doesn’t want to show it off.

This time, the two big men looked at An Yu with a hint of teasing in their expressions.

"Haha, the kid is an expert."

"That's enough, that's enough, please come in."

Watching this scene from afar, they were respectful enough to An Yu.

But in fact, they only regarded An Yu as an ignorant child from a rich family.

Of course there are good things in the black market.

But there is a mixed crowd there, and even an expert might make a mistake when entering, let alone this young girl in front of him.

There is indeed no age limit to enter the black market. As long as you have money, you can enter as long as you have a seven-digit balance.

In addition to some real experts who come to trade, rich second-generations like An Yu, who don't seem to know much but are willing to spend money, are also the black market's favorite customers.

An Yu didn't have much time to waste here. After entering, he went straight to a stall selling calligraphy and paintings.

His fingers casually flipped through the pile of scrolls on the ground.

The person in charge of this stall is a short guy with a buzz cut.

Seeing An Yu flipping through the pages, he raised his eyelids and turned his attention back to his phone.

The good stuff was picked up by other guys in the store.

He has no background in the store and can only take what others have left, so he earns the least commission.

Knowing that his stall didn't have many good goods, he naturally didn't pay much attention when he was guarding the stall.

"Boss, how much are these paintings for?"

The man with the crew cut glanced at An Yu. The girl was very pretty and he wondered which big boss’s daughter she was.

I guess he came in with his elders and then left separately from them.

"999 yuan a pair."

“Are all of them 999?”

"Correct."

A trace of confusion flashed across An Yu's eyes, and he opened a few more scrolls.

Seeing that An Yu hadn't made her choice yet, she had already opened a pile of scrolls on the stall.

The guy with the crew cut was a little unhappy: "Kid, are you going to buy it or not? If not, don't rummage around. Didn't your family tell you the rules here?"

The rules are naturally that there is no stipulation that you cannot turn over if you don’t buy it.

But this is an unspoken rule that everyone knows.

"Oh, do you look down on me? Let me tell you, I have plenty of money, more than enough to clear out all the things on your stall!"

"Really? Aren't you working here? Can you be more service-minded? How can I know which ones I want if I don't look through them?"

An Yu snorted contemptuously, with a mocking look in his eyes, and opened a few more scrolls.

The man with the short hair got angry when he saw her spoiled look.

I didn't make much money running this stall, and I had to endure the young lady's bullying.

"You are just pretending to be rich. What's so good about a 999 painting?"

All customers have to verify their capital before they can come in, so naturally they won’t be short of 999 yuan.

I guess this kid doesn't get much pocket money from his family.

The man with a crew cut put down his phone, walked up to An Yu and waved.

"Okay, if you want to buy something, ask your parents to come over. Don't make trouble here."

Having said that, he started to roll back the scroll that An Yu had just opened.

An Yu just stood there and watched him roll quietly.

He rolled up his hair twice and found An Yu still standing there, not saying a word.

It turns out that I didn't buy it with sincerity, which makes me a little angry.

After all the buzz cuts were collected, An Yu said, "Uncle, I want all of this. Can you give me a discount?"

The man with the buzz cut didn't take it seriously and glanced at An Yu.

I didn't look closely just now, but now that I'm closer, I find that the girl has red lips, white teeth, and bright facial features. My original impatience suddenly eased a little.

"Do you really want it? If you pack them all, I'll give them to you for 600 each."

He has hundreds of paintings here, and he really doesn't believe that An Yu will want them all.

"Is it true or false? Then bring me a bag."

An Yu picked and chose among the scrolls and put a few into the bag.

When I had picked up most of them, I took out some more and put some other things in.

Seeing that she was really packing the things, the guy with the crew cut knew that she was sincere in buying the things this time, so he didn't care about what she said just now that she wanted to buy all of them.

Seeing that An Yu didn't unpack this time and had no method when choosing things, I became interested.

"Kid, you really want to buy it. If you want to open it and take a look, go ahead."

An Yu smiled shyly, "If you take it apart and I don't want it, you will have to roll it back later."

"I won't open them anymore. The ones I just opened are all to my liking. I can just pick something and take it home to have some fun opening a blind box."

Baldhead has heard of the term "opening blind boxes", but he can't understand these strange interests of young people.

"Okay, as long as you're happy. Let me make it clear first, once you pay here, the payment is done. If you find that you are not satisfied after you successfully pay, you can't come back to return it."

An Yu was overjoyed and picked up a few. She suddenly blinked and looked at the crew cut, "Hey, uncle, what if someone finds something good here and pays for it and you don't want to sell it anymore? If they refuse to return it, you won't hunt them down, right?"

An Yu leaned forward, approached the man with the short hair, and said mysteriously: "I heard that you have a gangster background here, is it true? Is it like in the movies where a big boss leads a group of gangsters and beats people to death without anyone noticing?"

The guy with the crew cut laughed out loud at An Yu's curious look.

"Kid, what are you thinking? We are such a big black market, and it is true that some people have a black background, but if they don't have credibility, who will come to sell goods to us in the future?"

"Buy it with confidence. No one will hunt you down."