The metaphysics boss just wants to be a salted fish

This punch was caught off guard, and Bo Nan's first reaction was to wrap himself in an aura, so as not to stab him in the next moment.

The stall owner next to him was still smiling as he watched the two young men in extraordinary clothes confront each other, but he didn't expect that he would punch him in the face the next moment.

"Old Chen!" The stall owner fell down all of a sudden, so startled that the stall owner who had just done business with Bo Nan screamed and rushed to help him.

Qian Shao smiled with a tiresome and condescending sarcasm. He twisted his wrist, stepped forward and kicked the other party's stall, and the scattered Wenwan on it flew all over the place. Everyone subconsciously backed away, those iron lumps and stones hitting them would be terrible.

"Old Chen, I, Qian Cheng, trust you." Qian Shao sneered and said, "You said that you poured 200 million yuan into the small celadon flower, and I didn't let you give up a penny. If you say cash, it's cash. You can give me something. ? You expect this account to be evened out like this, it's not that easy!"

Lao Chen was helped up, he covered his right eye, and there was a cold light in the other eye: "Qian Shao, what do you mean! You said you were looking for Ming Dynasty celadon, and I also found it for you. Is it true! What do you mean by making a fuss today!"

"What do I mean? What do you mean!" Qian Cheng flexed his fingers, and the bodyguard on the side opened the gift box in his hand. Qian Cheng took out a celadon vase that was only two palms in size, and held the neck of the bottle without saying a word. He said that he was about to swing it on the head, only to hear a clear and crisp sound, and the celadon vase exploded on Lao Chen's shoulder: "I bought it for the old man's birthday, you fucking find me a chamber pot!"

It wasn't that Qian Cheng didn't aim at Lao Chen's head, but that Lao Chen dodged in time and only got hit in the shoulder.Old Chen took a deep breath, but didn't say a word, instead he stood upright: "Young Master Qian, I respect that your old man is also a famous person, and I've told you to do business as you like. Yes, it’s the flower water! It’s the flower water, you said it’s okay, I let you take it away! What’s the matter with you today to make trouble?”

"The flower waterer has become a chamber pot! Is it still my fault?!" Qian Cheng retorted.

He specially chose this morning to come here today, just to show off this person's signboard in broad daylight, so that he will never dare to do business in Suzhou City again!

Although it was a tragedy for the Chen stall owner to be beaten, Bo Nan couldn't help laughing.

Flower pouring is an elegant name for potty, which is usually used by high-ranking officials. They despise gold and silver being too vulgar, so they specially send people to make blue and white porcelain.The best blue and white porcelain is as white as jade, and the sound of water in the bottle is clear and moving, which is worthy of those high-ranking officials.

At that time, people thought the name of the chamber pot was unsightly, because the opening of the flower watering pot was in the shape of water droplets, which looked like a utensil for watering flowers, so it was renamed "flower watering".

This name is considered an unpopular thing, the spread area and time are not too wide, and few people know it.

When the little celadon was taken out just now, Bo Nan felt a little strange, and she understood when she heard the name 'Hua pouring'.

where is thisAntique Market!

Naturally, there are many people around who are knowledgeable, and when they heard these two words, they laughed secretly like Bo Nan, and those who did not know how to know couldn't help but burst out laughing after being educated by the people around them.

It's hard to stop laughing as long as one person starts it. There are endless laughter around, causing Qian Cheng's face to be covered with an angry and embarrassed look: "You——!"

The bodyguards on the side rolled up their sleeves in cooperation, and most of them didn't dare to laugh anymore. Not to mention that the stall owner surnamed Chen was overturned, he didn't dare to fight back and only dared to reason with others, just looking at the few people next to him. A bodyguard is something ordinary people like them can't afford to mess with.

Bo Nan's eyebrows moved slightly, but he dared to laugh when others didn't dare to laugh: "I don't have enough money, it's not good to blame others for my lack of culture, right? If the things are not good, you just return them to the stall owner. Now you smashed them, Is it not worth the loss for the medical expenses plus the loss of work expenses and the loss of booths for other people?"

Besides, according to the rules of the antique world, as long as the money and goods are cleared, neither party will have anything to do with it afterwards!Don't say that Qian Shao bought a real flower pot today, even if he bought an antique handicraft flower pot, he has to admit it.Coming to beat the owner like this, it can only be said that he has no brains when he goes out today.

The stall owner surnamed Chen can come up with such 200 million genuine goods, and there is no one behind?The upper-class circles of any profession in any place are extremely narrow. What Qian Cheng does today may be known by the entire same class tomorrow.

"Bo Nan, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!" Qian Cheng turned his head and glared at Bo Nan, but Bo Nan just raised his mobile phone in a gesture: "I recorded the video, or do you prefer it in "Social Fax"? ① Did you see your face?"

Qian Cheng subconsciously looked to the left and right, and found that most of the people were pointing their phones at him to take pictures. The veins on his forehead were bursting out. As long as the fights didn't rise to the level of beating people to death or maiming them, it wouldn't be a big deal, but he My cousin is now in politics, and he is at a critical moment. If it really explodes, it will inevitably leave people with trouble. He looked at Bo Nan viciously. If it weren't for Bo Nan's leadership, others would not dare to meddle in other people's affairs.

As for beating Bo Nan, that was even more impossible.

If it's just between the two of them, it's fine, but Qian Cheng knows very well that he can't beat Bo Nan.But if the bodyguards are allowed to do it, it is not as simple as a fight between two young people who dislike each other.

"Bo Nan, you're fine... just wait for me, I'll see how long you can be so arrogant, turn around and be careful not to kneel down and beg me!" Qian Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "Old Li, lose money!"

The bodyguard behind him responded, took a bunch of banknotes out of his pocket, and threw them at Lao Chen's feet. It seemed that there should be 5 yuan.

Bo Nan said leisurely, "Okay, how about drinking tea or playing golf another day? As long as the money pays less, I will always give it some face."

Qian Cheng turned his head and left without paying attention to Bo Nan at all.

Bo Nan took a deep look at the other party, and the malice in Qian Cheng's last glance was no longer purely the kind of malice towards enemies or people who didn't like him.When normal people treat people with bad feelings, at most they want to fight with each other, gloat at the other party's misfortune, or simply blame him... But Qian Cheng is not.

He has seen this kind of look too much, and those who look at him with this kind of look want him to die...without exception.

Qian Cheng is no exception.

He withdrew his eyes and looked at Old Chen. Old Chen's eyes were fierce, but they were well suppressed. Bo Nan looked at him, and his heart was still bloody, so he reminded: "Find someone in the past few days." The place avoids the limelight, Qian Cheng is not a big-hearted person."

"Thank you Bo Shao." Lao Chen nodded, without saying anything, bent down to pick up the thing that Qian Cheng had just overturned.

At this time, the onlookers chatted in a hurry. Some scolded Qian Cheng for not knowing the rules, some scolded Qian Cheng for bullying others, and some helped Lao Chen pick up things, and Bo Nan leaned over to help pick up The same bronze vessel that fell at his feet, turned and returned the business card and the bronze vessel that had been stained with his aura to him and left.

Today's goal has been achieved, he can go home.

***

That night.

Old Chen was packing his things while making a phone call: "Yes, Master Yu, that's what Qian Shao said... Yes, it was a young master called 'Bo Nan' who rescued me. Qian Shao called him 'Bo Shao', so he probably knew me. of."

"I know about the Qian family, it's quite a big joke."

An old voice came from the other end: "Bo? It should be the son of the Bo family. I know his father. I didn't expect that bad bamboos can produce good bamboo shoots... You are wronged. Go to Jinling, the sixth son will pick you up." of."

"Thank you, Master Yu." Lao Chen thanked him sincerely.

This kind of grievance can only be endured, and I can only blame him for his bad luck, and he ran into this matter-the conscience of heaven and earth, when Qian Cheng came to buy things, he didn't say what he was using it for, and he said repeatedly It was Hua Watering, thinking that since he could find him, he would know how to do it, so this incident happened.

Now it is the best ending to get the compensation and go to another place to avoid the limelight. If it were not for Bo Nan, he would be beaten and disabled today without anyone to reason with.

Even if passers-by have the video in their hands, it depends on whose hands it is.

He packed his luggage, and there was already a car waiting for him outside.

"Old Chen, let's go!" It was the stall owner who sold things to Bo Nan today who came to pick him up. He helped carry the luggage and said, "What's all this..."

"Bad luck." Old Chen said nimbly, "Lao Liu, why did you come to pick me up? Are you not afraid of causing trouble?"

"Damn, I've been a neighbor for seven or eight years. If I still love this, I'm not a man!" The six sons loaded the last piece of luggage into the car, and then started the car. They planned to take Lao Chen to the highway overnight. Go to the next city, and take the first high-speed train to Jinling at dawn.

Looking at the passing street lights, Lao Chen couldn't help sighing. Fortunately, he didn't have a wife and children, otherwise he didn't know how to get there.

"Okay, don't sigh, brother still has an empty house in Jinling, and I'm afraid that things inside will get moldy after a long time. You went to Jinling just to help me look at the house..." Liu Zi said, turning on the turn signal Prepare to turn left into the high-speed toll booth.

At this moment, a deafening siren rang through the ears of the two of them, and they subconsciously looked to the right, only to see that the royal blue truck had occupied their entire field of vision, and the two high beams were like It was the eyes of the evil dragon, which pierced them so hard that they could not open their eyes.

"Bam—!"

The minivan was crushed under the wheels by the big truck and dragged forward for more than ten meters, sparks flew everywhere, and at the moment of collision, two figures flew out from the broken window, and fell heavily on the ground following a parabola. On the ground, life and death are unknown.

……

Bo Nan exhaled slightly, and put down the pen knife in his hand.

The fish is hooked.