Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

Du Heng's face darkened on the spot.

Damn you!
It's rare for me to be interested in pretending. If you fail to pretend because of your wrong guess about Song Zhiyuan, I will definitely do what I say. If I say it depends on you, I will depend on you!
In the middle of the courtyard.

After Song Zhiyuan saw the business card in the old village chief's hand, he didn't take it immediately.

Instead, Erbaijin Roushan turned around with difficulty and looked at Du Heng who was joking with He Yongshuo.

He assumed a dignified posture again.

"I said this young man, as a junior in the antique appraisal industry, you just talked back to me before, but what is your attitude now?"

"Don't take the initiative to introduce yourself but let me see your business card?"

"Even if you have a noble status, if you do this in front of me, the chief appraisal expert of cultural management, you are too self-important, young man!"

Du Heng didn't expect it.

This Song Zhiyuan didn't even look at his business card, so he ransacked him again.

Then say a few more words.

Maybe this time the outfit is more mellow than the ability to pretend.

Du Heng raised his head and looked at Song Zhiyuan without giving in: "Expert Song, I never think that I am noble, I am just the son of a farmer."

"But as far as I know, you also read it from the valley, right? You have a superior attitude inside and outside your words, why? After climbing to a high position, you are eager to deny the class you once belonged to?"

"When living in peace, never forget the danger; when rich, never forget the poor; when you are high, never forget your origin, and when you have power, never forget the people!"

"But today, Expert Song, you have done all kinds of things, I think you have forgotten all of them! What is your original intention and background, you have already fed them all to the dogs, right?"

Song Zhiyuan scoffed at the words.

"There is no hair on your mouth, and you can't do things well! Don't tell me the truth, I still can't turn to you, a young boy who just came out of society, to teach me a lesson!"

"But if you're trying to impress me?"

"Then congratulations, you did it!"

"Young man, I only ask you once, do you still insist that I see your business card to know your origin?"

"If you offend me so much, you must learn a lesson. Even if you are intimate with this mouse, he can't completely protect you! If you introduce yourself now, I can ease the punishment. But if you still insist If I look at your business card, then you will be more guilty!"

Song Zhiyuan displayed the irresistible majesty of the superior to his heart's content.

Seeing this, Bao Changhong jumped out again.

"Little bastard! Do you hear me clearly? Hurry up and report yourself! Expert Song is already angry! If you continue to resist, Expert Song will not consider you young and be polite to you!"

Du Heng shook his head.

Once again, he ignored this flamboyant clown who pretended to be a tiger.

Instead, he only looked at Song Zhiyuan.

"Expert Song! You don't have to let go of the harsh words. I advise you, you'd better read the business card first! After reading it, think about it carefully, what tone should you speak to me!"

After speaking, Du Heng turned his hands back and looked up at the sky at 45 degrees.

Nostrils to see people.

Very proud!

Du Heng had made up his mind a long time ago, since he started pretending to be interested, he must pretend to the end!
As for the failure to pretend?

Let's talk about it when we fail.

As soon as Du Heng finished speaking, Bao Changhong, who obviously ignored him, sneered again: "I said you little bastard surnamed Du, you have such a big face!"

"What? Is there a rule of heaven or a golden rule written on your business card? Can it make people scared just by looking at it?"

"Expert Song has already said that it is useless to have He Mouse backing you up! Don't think that having He Mouse backing you is so great. Expert Song is not in the same system as you folk appraisers, and he is worthy of you!"

Bao Changhong's posture is as arrogant as it is.

The address of He Yongshuo has changed from "Mr. He" to calling him by his first name, and now calling "He Mouse" after Song Zhiyuan, which can be regarded as a model of bullying power!
But he didn't find out.

Song Zhiyuan endured his anger and took Du Heng's business card from the old village head and saw it clearly.

Instantly, the pupils constricted.

Hand trembled.

The two hundred catties of fat swayed and swayed in place.

Song Zhiyuan couldn't help muttering: "Jinshi Group, Qushi, Jiangning Province, Du Heng?!!!"

"This can't be the Jiangning Du Heng I know?"

"No way? No way???"

Only then muttered a few words to himself.

Song Zhiyuan's forehead began to break out in cold sweat.

He really, really doesn't want to admit the terrible conclusion he came to suddenly, but the reality is that the Du Heng in front of him is 90.00% nine point nine, the Jiangning Du Heng he knows!
That Du Heng who is almost regarded as a god in the jade gambling industry!
That Du Heng who always gets rare antiques every time he makes a move!

Du Heng, Mr. Yue's younger brother, whom he never dared to offend!
until now.

It was only for the first time that Song Zhiyuan paid serious attention to Du Heng, whom he had always despised before.

He didn't pay attention to Du Heng's appearance because he felt that he couldn't meet him before.

But Song Zhiyuan heard about Du Heng's deeds.

One is young, handsome and rich.

The conditions are met!

The second is also an antique appraiser.

Here are the basics!

San Song Zhiyuan felt that the most important thing was that the other party was so arrogant that he could be dealt with with a business card.

If it wasn't for Teacher Yue's younger brother Du Heng.

There is no way in this world that there is another Du Heng who dares to be so arrogant in front of Song Zhiyuan!

And does Song Zhiyuan dare to offend Du Heng?

He Yongshuo was not wrong.

He really dare not!
Song Zhiyuan climbed to his current position, and then borrowed his current position to save a family business of over [-] million. First, he relied on his own level of antique appraisal, and second, he relied on the support of his friends in the antique circle.

But if you offend Du Heng.

As long as the other party is serious, as long as Mr. Yue asks Mr. Yue to say a word, his friends who have gathered together because of their interests will definitely be so scared that they will immediately break up with him!

The chief appraisers of cultural management in each province are voted by well-known appraisers in Huaguo.

If he doesn't have the support of his friends.

His current position will definitely no longer belong to him!Without his current position, he would naturally lose all opportunities to make money!
Even more terrifying.

If Du Heng asked Mr. Yue to say that he didn't like him, then no one in the antique circle would dare to deal with him, Song Zhiyuan, and he wouldn't even be able to continue working in the antique industry!

Therefore, if he offended Du Heng, he would be digging his own grave!

Just looking for death!

Thinking about this, how dare Song Zhiyuan stand still and neglect, and how dare he tremble with fear.

Admitting your mistakes quickly is the only right way!

Just do it!

Song Zhiyuan could be said to be running fast, and the 200-jin meat mountain ran to Du Heng in a few steps.

"Mr. Du, I was wrong! Please forgive me for offending me before!"

"Please treat me like a fart and let it go!"

How arrogant before and then how respectful.

Du Heng understood Song Zhiyuan's words at a glance.

Pretending to be successful!

"Mr. Du, do you dare to ask, are you really Mr. Yue's younger brother Du Heng?"

Song Zhiyuan asked this question more, firstly because he was afraid of being bluffed by someone pretending to be his identity, and secondly because he suddenly decided to bow his head and was unwilling to be reconciled, so he finally confirmed it.

No need for Duheng to respond.

He Yongshuo smiled triumphantly and rushed to answer.