My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 17 Have you ever seen Jiangcheng at three o'clock in the morning?
back to school.

Naturally, Ye Fan was inevitably interrogated by his brothers.

"Third, what have you been doing with Colonel Liu?"

"Have you gone on a date?"

"How far has it gotten? Any home runs?"

The questions of several people were extremely explicit.

His face was ambiguous, like an idiot.

"You think too much, I'm just going to treat her grandfather."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Everyone was disappointed.

"My third child, not everyone can have the opportunity to be alone with Liu Xiaohua, and I will cherish it when I get well in the future, and I must not waste it like this."

"If you're so cowardly in the future, don't call him our brother."

Ye Fan said angrily: "Aren't you cowardly? As far as I know, you haven't had a girlfriend yet."

Yue Peng snorted coldly.

"I'm looking for true love, what do you know! Besides, I'm so cute, but I don't like ordinary people."

"That's right, the fourth brother's requirements are quite high."

Wang Xicong said flatteringly from the side.

Ye Fan glanced at his mouth: "That's right, it's as high as the sky! It is said that there are two major requirements, the first must be alive, and the second must be a woman."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone roared with laughter.

Instead, it made Yue Peng blush.

"Third brother, you can't be humiliated, I will fight with you!"

"Not only to avenge the insult, but also to avenge the snatching of cold noodles."

The two tore together.

Don't look at Yue Peng as a fat man, he is very big.

But Ye Fan has been transformed by pills.

It can be said that it is strong and strong.

After a few rounds, he was pushed to the ground, unable to even move.

"Third brother, I'm convinced! I admit defeat!"

"Third, why are you so strong?"

Wang Xicong was horrified.

They used to wrestle and fight together.

Although Ye Fan is tall, but his body is weak.

It is an object of abuse.

Unexpectedly, he won even the most heavyweight player in the dormitory.

"Hehe, after ten years of sharpening a sword, I have never tried Frost Blade. Have you ever seen Jiangcheng at three o'clock in the morning?"

"The rising sun reflects my sweaty back, which is my dying youth."

Ye Fan raised his head to the sky 45 degrees.

Enjoy your own purity.

"Damn, what a stinky fart!"

"So, you secretly practiced during the holidays?"

"Of course."

Ye Fan lifted up his clothes, revealing his exquisite eight-pack abs in front of several people.

"hiss!"

Several people gasped, their eyes full of envy.

This is too awesome.

The highest state of figure is to look thin when dressed, and to look fleshy when undressed.

Ye Fan showed these eight characters vividly.

……

Two days passed peacefully.

Liu Ruyan drove to pick up Ye Fan as promised.

She pursed her lips, a trace of resentment crossed her face.

"In the past two days, I will soon become your full-time driver."

"You don't want to drive me? That's a good relationship. I'm going back. You can explain to Mr. Liu."

Ye Fan made a gesture to get out of the car.

Without the slightest hesitation.

"Ye Fan, come back to me."

The resentment in Liu Ruyan's eyes deepened.

Like a little bitch.

Why is this person so incomprehensible.

What she said was not blaming Ye Fan, she was obviously acting like a baby.

This straight steel man can't even see through this.

"It's not that you said you don't want to carry me."

"Sit down!"

Liu Ruyan was angry.

I stepped on the accelerator and almost stepped into the fuel tank.

The car roared.

gallop away.

On the way, Liu Ruyan made sharp turns and stops, with occasional drifts mixed in.

She used to be a drag racing enthusiast.

People in her car were either spinning or throwing up.

Liu Ruyan turned her head to look at Ye Fan.

I saw that his face was indifferent, without a trace of discomfort.

Hmph, let's see how long you can last.

10 minute later.

The car stopped at the gate of the auction.

Liu Ruyan got out of the car and almost staggered and fell to the ground.

It was Ye Fan who quickly supported her with his sharp eyes and hands.

"You... are you okay?"

"It's alright."

Ye Fan shrugged.

There is a hint of education in the discourse.

"I'm not in good health, so don't follow others to drift in the future, and make yourself so uncomfortable, why bother?"

"you……"

"Okay, let's go in quickly."

Ye Fan shook his head.

The corner of the mouth muttered.

"I thought it was a king, but I didn't expect it to be a black iron."

"The world is going down."

Liu Ruyan clenched her small fists, and made two gestures behind Ye Fan.

I can't wait to beat his chest.

Talking is just too annoying.

But I have to marvel.

Ye Fan's physical fitness is really good.

Enter the venue.

It's pretty much the same as in the TV show.

Hundreds of seats were almost full.

Everyone holds bidding cards in their hands.

At this time, a strong voice came.

The price of a collection has exceeded 800 million.

Liu Lao's seat is in the front.

Ye Fan and Liu Ruyan walked slowly along the gap.

……

"Old Liu, do you like this [Laisu post]? Haha, I just won't let you do what you want."

"Old Sun, don't be complacent, I am sure to win this time."

The auction was heavily advertised.

There are two copybooks written by Wang Xizhi here, one is "Laisu Tie" and the other is "Ping An Tie".

Liu Lao's purpose is also very clear, it is for them.

I just didn't expect to encounter a stumbling block.

The same old director of the company.

The man named Lao Sun is not inferior to him in financial resources at all, and even slightly superior.

After all, Mr. Liu has delegated power.

But the old grandson did not.

"Zhang Song, are you sure that this painting is true?"

Old Liu looked at a middle-aged man beside him.

This man is a well-known expert in calligraphy and painting, and has a great reputation.

Although Liu Lao approached Ye Fan, he didn't make a promise.

Can't really count on him.

You can only find another expert to escort you.

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu, this lot is definitely authentic."

"Oh? Why are you so sure?"

Seeing Liu Lao hesitate.

Zhang Song looked extremely determined.

"Of course I did my homework! Wang Xizhi's handwriting is exquisite in style, elegant in strokes, euphemistic and subtle in style, like flowing clouds and flowing water."

"This word can be said to show this vividly."

"Wang Xizhi is a great calligrapher. Besides him, who else can achieve this level?"

This copybook wants to take pictures of at least 1000 million.

No one's money comes from the wind.

It's okay to buy the real one.

If he bought a counterfeit product, even Liu Lao would be hurt.

But I heard this.

Elder Liu finally made up his mind.

"Okay, then I'll take it down."

"1000."

"Mr. Liu's asking price is 1000 million. Is there any bid yet?"

At this time, Ye Fan and Ye Fan arrived late.

Seeing Ye Fan, Old Liu smiled.

"Xiao Fan, come here quickly, and see if this calligraphy and painting is real or not."

Ye Fan will see a fart.

But he didn't wait for him to speak.

Zhang Song on the side frowned.

Every industry has rules.

If you are looking for a palm eye, you must never find two people.

This is clearly a distrust of him.

"Old Liu, what do you mean?"

"Hehe, Zhang Song, don't worry."

"Xiao Fan is one of my juniors, let him come just for fun."

Zhang Song snorted coldly.

"Old Liu, you can play, but I don't want to hear anything he said about this painting, otherwise I will think you don't trust me."

His voice is loud.

attracted a lot of attention.

This made Liu Lao's face a little uncomfortable, and he cooled down at that time.

Ye Fan also frowned.

This person's reaction is a bit too big.

"Haha, Lao Liu, are you kidding me? You're making fun of me."

"Since there is a problem with you, then this painting belongs to me."

"My name is 500 million."

(End of this chapter)