Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

Pull He Feng aside first.

"My Young Master He! Keep your mouth clean! You're not afraid to annoy Du Heng in such a public place, and make him reveal the matter of competing with you?"

"At that time, if this matter gets to your brothers' ears."

"They will definitely use this topic to attack you, saying that your appraisal ability is not good, and that you are not good enough to be the successor of the patriarch!"

"It was he who first said I was good at money..."

Qiu Yang interrupted again: "That's what you choose first!"

"You are usually quite a normal person. Why do you have a lack of brain when it comes to matters related to Wen Xiyu, and you hate anyone you see?"

"Du Heng is already married!"

"Even if Wen Xiyu likes him, it's impossible for the two of you! Why are you still angry at Du Heng?"

"Or are you unwilling to gamble and admit defeat because of that competition?"

He Feng pouted his neck and said, "Of course I would like to admit defeat. I... am not Qiu Yang, which side do you stand on? Why do you always speak for this kid?"

Qiu Yang just felt tired.

"Both of you are my friends! I'm on the side of reason! You think about it calmly, am I right in saying these words?"

"Having an enmity with a genius like Du Heng, you think it's good for you and the He family, right?"

"I just want to persuade you as your friend. Otherwise, why would I care about you? Step on you with Du Heng. I am also the young master of the family. Am I afraid to do it or can't do it?"

"It's because Wen Xiyu just heard that Du Heng is here...forget it, for your sake, can I just shut up?"

He Feng was subdued.

Qiu Yang hurried back to Du Heng's side again: "Brother, save face. I've already persuaded He Feng, so don't use words like 'good fortune boy' to provoke him."

"He is defeated by you alone, you don't have to worry about him at all, right?"

Du Heng kept a straight face.

"I don't have a big heart, but I will save face for you."

"Thank you, brother!"

Qiu Yang heaved a sigh of relief, he was still a reasonable senior brother, he was so tired of being a peacemaker.

But no way.

Who told him to love to make friends?

"Those two, shall we continue to visit the Gambling Stone Annual Meeting?"

"He Feng, I will continue to be with my brother, what are you going to do?"

"I'm with you."

He Feng decided after thinking about it.

"I don't believe it. Du Heng, you are not only good at appraising antiques and rares, but you are also proficient in emerald gambling? Although these are all based on eyesight, they are not in the same business, so they cannot be compared in the same category!"

Du Heng glanced at He Feng indifferently.

"I don't have to prove it to anyone, but since you want to be blinded, then I welcome it too!"

Turn around after speaking.

Du Heng squatted in front of the booth again.

The fat boss will be more enthusiastic about him, because among so many onlookers, Du Heng looks the most likely to pay.

"These three pieces, let's weigh them."

Du Heng didn't waste any more time, and even picked out three pieces of rough jadeite, and they were not small in size.

The fat boss saw that the smallest one weighed seventy or eighty catties.

Immediately happy.

"The boss made a decisive move. If you look at it today, you will be able to gamble for a good jadeite!"

Complimenting, the fat boss stepped forward to pick up three pieces of wool and put them on the scale.

People are fat but also strong.

The biggest piece of wool, which was almost two hundred catties, he hugged it without blushing or panting. Even Chen Po, who had been acting as a transparent person behind Du Heng, was shocked.

"Handsome guy, put a zero on you, three pieces of wool counts as 450 catties for you!"

"A total of 36 million!"

Du Heng readily paid.

While he was shopping for woolen materials, He Feng curiously asked Qiu Yang.

"Why do you call him brother?"

"I am very interested in appraisal. I originally wanted to be a teacher... But Du Heng said that being my master felt that there was no need to be a friend, so he was only willing to accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher, and then he called me brother."

He Feng said clearly after listening.

"He is indeed taught by his master, no wonder he knows so many rare things!"

"But Qiu Yang, don't listen to his nonsense. The 'I'm afraid I can't be friends' must be an excuse. I guess he is still in the learning stage. If he accepts you, he will only mislead his son."

"Accepting apprentices on behalf of teachers, he has self-knowledge!"

Is that right?

But I think the senior brother is already very powerful, so he should have already graduated from the teacher, right?
Otherwise, how could Master travel around with peace of mind?
But Qiu Yang didn't say these words.

After finally persuading the two to reconcile, don't quarrel again because of these things.

However, Qiu Yang thought hello, me, everyone.

But is He Feng someone who can hold back?

Seeing that Du Heng had chosen three big ingredients, the bitter words couldn't be stopped from blurting out.

"Yo, quite willing to spend money? Hundreds of thousands of dollars, are you trying to lose money?"

Du Heng ignored it.

For Qiu Yang's sake, he doesn't care about fools.

He Feng saw that Du Heng didn't turn his head and completely ignored him. He felt depressed and wanted to open his mouth, but Qiu Yang who reacted hurriedly blocked his mouth with his hand.

"Brother Feng! Can't I call you brother?"

Qiu Yang has a bitter face.

It's too difficult for him to make this sandwich biscuit!

"Brother! Calm down! Are you really not afraid of scandals being publicized?"

"Or do you go to other booths? The venue is so big, you and Du Heng go north and south, so you won't run into each other. I'll walk with you!"

But He Feng firmly shook his head.

"No! I want to follow Du Heng, and I want to see how sad he is when he loses his bet!"

Then you probably won't be able to see her in this lifetime.

Qiu Yang didn't persuade anymore.

Whatever you like, anyway, as a friend, what should be persuaded, and what should be done has been done.If you insist on being hit, I can't stop it and I won't stop it!
booth.

The fat boss has already brought all three of Du Heng's jadeite raw materials to the electric tricycle equipped at the venue.

"Boss, should these three pieces of wool be sent to the Jieshi District or where?"

"Send the calcite."

"Then wait a minute, my partner hasn't come yet, and I'm the only one in this booth. I'll go to the venue staff and help you send the wool to the calculus area. I'll pay for it, and I'll do the work. You sit on this bench Just take a break."

The fat boss is hospitable.

This is the God of Wealth who helped him open his business, so of course he has to take good care of him.

"Can't I drive the electric three-wheeled car by myself?"

Du Heng asked curiously.

The fat boss looked at him in surprise: "Of course. You can see that you are wearing rich or expensive clothes. Are you sure you have opened it? Are you sure it's okay?"

What can be the problem?
My electric tricycle skill is old six!
In the past, when Uncle Liu set up a stall, Du Heng often drove his electric tricycle for fun.

"Junior brother, let's go, I'll pull you over."

Qiu Yang followed Chen Po curiously, and rolled into the rear compartment of the electric tricycle together.

He Feng raised his chin and looked contemptuously on Lao Gao's face: "Anyway, he can be considered a rich man. It's really out of style to do this kind of mud-legged work!"

"Then you can catch up and eat the dirt slowly! I didn't want to drag you either!"

Du Heng replied unceremoniously.

"Just one more thing, this is quite far from the central stone-resolving area. You'd better run fast, or I'll end the stone-resolving before you arrive, and you won't see how sad I am when I lose my bet!"

Du Heng turned the electric tricycle handle, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He Feng happened to be standing next to him.

Unsurprisingly, I ate a mouthful of mud.

"Bah! Bah! Du Heng, what the hell, you did it on purpose!" He Feng lost his composure and cursed.

However, Du Heng rode so far away that he couldn't hear him at all.

He Feng finished scolding Du Heng.

He looked at his accompanying assistant with a displeased expression.