"Grandpa Song, if you have something to do, you can't afford to say this!" Jian'er waved his hand and said.

Mr. Song rubbed his hands and felt a little embarrassed about what he wanted to say next. After all, this request seemed to be something he had done. If he had changed, he would definitely not agree, but he still couldn't help asking: "That, girl! It's this piece of Li Mo..." The old man blushed, but he couldn't help but speak, "Can you borrow it from you for a few days?"

Jian'er was stunned, borrow it? What's the situation?

"Oh, let me tell you clearly. In a while, a few old men in our circle will fight together. The treasure of Shiliang must be a treasure that has never passed away in their hands. It can be their own or borrowed." The old man smiled embarrassedly, "Each person gave him 500,000 yuan as the lottery, and he will receive all the prizes. This money is not the key. The key is that this treasure meeting has been held every two years and has been held in the Five Realms. Old man, I haven't even won the title yet. That old man has just suppressed me, making me second..." When he said this, Mr. Song was a little dissatisfied. After all, the old rival only narrowly defeated him last time, but it was just a little short of that, which made him arrogant by his old rival for almost two years.

Judging from this situation, Jian'er understood that it was just a matter of face. It was indeed a saying, "Old children are older, the younger they are.

"Okay! You should talk when you need it." You should know that if you don't get to the old man, Li Mo will not be able to get to his own hands. This love can be borne by him. Isn't it just a borrowing? Of course, there is no problem, "But..."

When Mr. Song heard Jian'er's straightforward answer, he couldn't help but feel happy, but the word "but" made the old man's heart suddenly raise again, and he quickly asked, "But how about it?"

"But Grandpa Song can't tell me about this Li Mo." You must know that once this very rare object appears, the trouble will follow. Although Grandpa Song and his friends are at ease with their ethics, these older generation collectors are still very abide by the rules, but they can't resist the fact that there are some irregular people in every line. Although Jian'er is not afraid, she doesn't want to circumvent the so-called flies all day long.

Who is Mr. Song? He is a person who has already cultivated into a spirit. When he heard Jian'er's words, he understood that this girl just doesn't want to get into trouble. What's the problem? He borrowed treasures from others and accepted the affection of others. He couldn't cause trouble for others. What's the problem? As long as he doesn't want to say it, no one in this circle can barely force him. After all, his identity and qualifications are there.

You should know that the older the industry, the more particular the people are about this list of students. There are countless unwritten rules in the circle. It is not that people in the industry can’t make any mistakes, but what is the focus in the antique industry? That is, a tradition is orderly, and you don’t think about entering the top circle without a good leader. Even if you enter the circle, you may sue people in an unknown way because you don’t know the rules. And if someone in this most particular industry breaks the rules, unless he is not in the circle.

People will not enter this circle in the future. If they are spreading the generals, people in the circle will reject him, either openly or secretly. They cannot disrespect their elders. This is a rule in the antique circle. This age refers not only to age, but also to seniority, but more importantly to qualifications and vision. Mr. Song has all these. This is also determined, unless he is a fellow generation of Mr. Song. He is also very close to him, and there are few people who dare to extend his hand and open his mouth.

"Okay! Girl, don't worry, old man, I will never leave a tail for you!" Mr. Song has the confidence to guarantee this.

"That's it." Take out the paper and pen, Jian'er wrote down her address and phone number. Then she handed it to the old man, "Grandpa Song, there is my phone number and address on it. The old man just comes to my house to pick it up at that time."...

"Hey! That's not necessary. Girl, are you interested in opening your eyes with me?" Jian'er was generous, but Old Master Song would not be awake. Although he knew that Jian'er said this to show trust in him, the old man felt relieved. But after all, such an expensive thing was really hard to deal with, so he simply brought this girl with him, reflecting her appetite for him, and he was happy to get close to him. "That's when you say you are my niece in my hometown. You must know that the annual Doubaohui is a bit eye-catching."

Although the old man said it lightly, he could say that he would bring someone in with him. If he put this outside, he would not know how many people would be jealous of him. This Doubao Club is famous in the antique circles across the country, and is also one of the most outstanding gatherings in the antique industry. Don’t talk about participating in the Doubao Club, even if you want to see it, you may not be qualified.

You should know that the "treasures" that appear at this Doubao Club are only described as valuable. This is famous and the threshold is also famous. Thinking of the Doubao site, you must first be an insider in the antique circle, and then an older person (those who have participated in the Doubao Club at least once) will provide you with protection. Then you have to show at least one item that makes experts feel "at a glance" as a "step-down" means that you are not here to play. Finally, add a series of property certificates (which show that you can afford this), and you don't even think about entering this threshold if you lack one.

But there is one situation, that is, some people in the circle who are highly respected and very famous, and those people will have one or two quotas at each time. These quotas are usually reserved for the disciples of these elderly people or close younger generations, and they can bring them directly. But generally, not many people will use this quota, because in the eyes of the older generation, if you want to see it, it is okay. You rely on your own real skills, otherwise they would rather not take it than use this quota. Because if you use these quotas, it means their recognition of you, and every move you make is related to them. If you see it, it will not be just your own face. And what is the heaviest thing for ordinary people to do when they are at that level? Isn’t it just face?

Through this night's contact, Mr. Song was 100% satisfied with Jian'er's common sense and manners. Taking Jian'er out would definitely give him a face. At that time, the old man still wanted to show off and envy him to death. Just thinking about it, the old man felt so beautiful.

"That's good, it will make me live a long life." I'm still very interested in Jian'er, "Then it's me now? I want to ask Grandpa Song for something, too!"

"You have something to do, and I, the old man who can help me, is absolutely nothing." Old Master Song, in a good mood, slapped his chest with a "bang bang".

"Hehe! It's nothing big, it's this." He reached out and picked up a piece of "Purple Jade Light" made by Cao Sugong and shook it. "Today's main goal has also been achieved at the same time. Isn't this the best gift? It's just that it lacks a beautiful packaging box. It can't be done! It's so shameless to give it like this! So old man, hehe..."

"Hahaha..." Old Master Song laughed. It was indeed unless the person who gave it was really wrong, otherwise this "Purple Jade Light" would be a gift that would definitely be a good gift no matter where it was put. Suddenly, I remembered what Jian'er said before, "Pick up a vacancy" to give it to someone. Isn't this a big vacancy? I didn't expect that this girl would really make her wish come true, "Success! Grandpa will find you an absolutely brilliant packaging box, which will lose your face!"

Mr. Song has nothing else, and this packaging box is absolutely indispensable. Nowadays, people pay attention to face when giving gifts. The old man runs an antique shop here. Unless he is a real insect in the business, he is not a big deal to buy antiques. Most of them are used to give gifts. Don’t worry about whether the things you buy are expensive, the packaging must not be bad, that is a matter of face...

The old man turned around and returned to the inner room. When he came out again, he was holding an antique gift box in his hand. He took care of Jian'er in just a few seconds.

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When Jian'er returned home, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening. She put the treasure she got today into the safe, then packed herself up and hurried into the bed. She had to get up early tomorrow to report to Jinxiu's house. Otherwise, Jinxiu's mother would have to recite herself to the end.

The next day, Jian'er got up early, rushed to make some fresh snacks that had just learned from Lu Wang's new experience, and then took the gift she had prepared carefully and went out.

It was almost half past ten when I arrived at the community where Jinxiu's family was located. Because Jinxiu's parents were both high-ranking officials and the state entrusted housing, the community where the house was not big. However, the environment inside was quite good and was a real garden-style community. Because most of the people living in it were the first and second-in-commands of government departments, the security of the community was very strict.

Jian'er parked the car and just walked to the entrance of the community, she was stopped by the security personnel in the community in the guard room. You should know that the residents of the community are all leaders. Unless the residents of the community come to lead in, these security guards would not dare to let outsiders enter and exit at will. If something happened, they would not be able to bear the responsibility. Jian'er rolled her eyes, so! It's really not to blame her for not loving to play at Jinxiu's house. Who would like to come to such a troublesome place?

He took out his cell phone and started calling Jinxiu. After two rings, the phone was connected.

"Hey, girl, have you arrived at my house?" The roar of the car accelerator came at the same time as the beautiful lady Ouyang. There was no need to ask that this beautiful lady must be outside now.

"Here, it's in the guard room of your community."

"You wait. I'm going to pick up my cousin at the airport now. I'll be back later. I'll call my cousin to pick you up first. By the way, there's another important thing. Have you brought the snacks? My grandpa asked me yesterday?"

"You can't eat without you." Jian'er answered angrily, accompanied by the black thread on her head. This shouldn't be something Jinxiu's mother would ask. You don't have to rely on your mother for your greed. I really don't dare to think that Jinxiu's mother with a classical temperament would ask such a big scenery.

"It's good to take it." A silly laughter came from the receiver, "I'm dead! Wait a moment, my cousin will arrive later."

A few minutes later, Jian'er saw a figure walking towards her. The man was about 1.78 meters tall and shaved with a small flat head. Even though he was wearing a simple casual outfit, he could not stop his tough aura. As soon as such a person stood in the crowd, at least one person would have to have a seat around him, and few people could bear the aura.
Chapter completed!