Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 725 Are you worthy too?
"So what?! If you really like you, it's a disgrace to their Li family!"

Zhao Ming said disdainfully that he looked down on a muddy leg like Zhao Gang from the bottom of his heart.

In his eyes, most of these poorly dressed people are people who run around for their livelihood every day.

It is a purely inferior person who is not worthy of communicating with a superior person like him.

Zhao Gang nodded slowly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed a number.

Li Qiubai's hearty voice came from behind the phone: "Master Zhao, what's the matter? Do you need me?"

"Hey, Young Master Li, it's nothing. I'm a guest at Chen's house. I heard their steward talking about you. His words were quite disrespectful. As your private appraiser, I just refuted a few sentences. I didn't expect that instead of restraining himself, he would intensify it. , Said that you were blind and disgraced the Li family." Zhao Gang said with a smile.

"What? Is it Chen Yu's people or Chen Su's people?!" Li Qiubai's voice suddenly became gloomy.

Zhao Gang gave Chen Ziqi a look, and Chen Ziqi understood, leaned close to his ear and whispered Zhao Ming's name.

"I don't know who it is. His name is Zhao Ming. You can check it out."

Zhao Gang looked at Zhao Ming's face like a pig's liver, and added a sentence lukewarmly.

"Okay, Master Zhao, thank you very much, I'll ask the Chen family to find out!"

Li Qiubai's voice is cold, in their circle, face is the most important thing, the Li and Chen families are family friends.

He also had a good relationship with the second son of the Chen family, so he had to ask them for an explanation on this matter.

Zhao Gang hung up the phone and stared at Zhao Ming with a half-smile: "Now, you should trust me."

"Who knows who you're calling? The phone is in your hands, and you can say whatever you want."

Even if Zhao Gang called, Zhao Ming still had a million people who didn't believe it.

With a sneer on his face, he was about to open his mouth to say something more, when the phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

He picked up the phone, saw the number on it, and immediately changed into a flattering expression: "Hello, Young Master Chen."

"How the hell did you offend Li Qiubai?!"

Chen Yu's furious voice came from the phone, and Zhao Ming's face turned pale with fright, and he said tremblingly, "I..."

"What me? Li Qiubai is going to divest now! Can you take this responsibility?! I'll deal with you when I come back tonight!" After saying this, the phone was hung up.

Zhao Ming stood at the same spot, filled with regret in his heart, just listening to Chen Su's tone.

I'm afraid that when he comes back, even if he won't be dismissed, he can only hand over the position of housekeeper to others.

After so many years of painstaking efforts were ruined, Zhao Ming felt a little dizzy for a while.

He usually boasted that he would look at noble people, but he didn't expect to miss it this time.

This kid is actually Li Qiubai's personal appraiser.

"Ziqi, let's go in and meet your grandpa."

Zhao Gang didn't care about Zhao Ming's expression, and walked in with Chen Ziqi.

Entering the main room, the decoration in the room is simple and simple, but it reveals elegance everywhere.

Especially the four rows of bookshelves standing against the wall in the side room are filled with all kinds of ancient and rare books.

It also reveals the elegant aspirations of the owner here.

An old man sat on a wheelchair in the middle of the bedroom with a stiff expression.

But a pair of eyes were staring at Zhao Gang, very energetic.It is Mr. Chen Jinrun who is well-known in South China.

A blond white man stood aside.

He was using a portable color ultrasound machine to scan Chen Jinrun's body, and from time to time he was writing and drawing on the paper.

"Grandpa, I'm here to see you." Chen Ziqi went to the wheelchair, squatted down and said obediently.

There was a slight smile in Chen Jinrun's eyes, but there was still no expression on his face.

After Zhao just entered the room, he kept staring at Chen Jinrun's face thoughtfully.

"Doctor Pete, how is my grandpa?"

Seeing that Chen Jinrun ignored her at all, Chen Ziqi asked anxiously.

The white man named Pete spread his hands and said in broken Chinese: "The condition has worsened, and now Mr. Chen can no longer speak."

"How could it be so fast?" Chen Ziqi asked tremblingly with tears in his eyes.

"I can't help it. Mr. Chen's body is very healthy no matter what equipment is used to detect it. Whether it is cardiopulmonary function or other body functions, there is no problem at all. I can't even see the cause of the disease."

Pete shook his head with a helpless expression, but his expression was quite relaxed. As far as he knew, Chen Jinrun had already been treated in a world-renowned hospital.

Just as Chen Ziqi continued to question, a sharp female voice came from the door: "Ziqi, how is the old man's illness?"

A glamorous young woman in her 30s walked in with her waist twisted, and a strong smell of perfume hit her face.

"Auntie, Grandpa's condition has deteriorated again, and now he can't even speak." Chen Ziqi choked up.

A gleam of joy flashed in the young woman's eyes.

But there was a sad expression on his face: "Oh, I don't know what the disease is, Dr. Pete, do you have any results?"

She is Chen Su's wife, Li Ting, and she wishes Chen Jinrun would die immediately.

In this way, her husband Chen Su would have the opportunity to take the position of the head of the family, and Chen Su, the weakling, would obey her words again.

At that time, it will be equivalent to the fact that the actual control of the Chen family will fall into his own hands.

Thinking of this, the corners of Li Ting's mouth curled up slightly.

"Mrs. Chen, I can't help it." Pete replied while packing up the equipment.

"Even you can't help, who should we turn to?"

The young woman said exaggeratedly, but secretly cast a wink at Pete.

Chen Ziqi calmed down, stood up and said, "Auntie, I invited a friend to have a look. Maybe there can be a solution."

"I heard that I'm here for this matter. Why did you find an antique dealer to treat the old man? You're not confused." Li Ting said with a frown.

"Auntie, Grandpa contracted the disease this time in the ancient city of Sanmiao. Maybe someone who knows this way can see some symptoms."

Chen Ziqi paused at this point, and said firmly: "Even if it doesn't work, you have to try it."

"Okay, the person who looks at the antiques is that boy, if you want to show the old man, just try to see it."

Li Ting stretched out a finger and nodded at Zhao Gang, her casual look was full of contempt for Zhao Gang.

"Auntie, his name is Zhao Gang." Chen Ziqi said displeasedly when she saw Li Ting's appearance.

Li Ting waved her hand indifferently.

He didn't even look at the two of them: "It doesn't matter what his name is, just look at it if you want, it's the first time I've seen someone who looks at antiques to see a doctor, come on, and open my eyes by the way."

This tone was like watching a monkey show. She sat aside, waiting for Zhao Gang's performance.

"Your vision is too narrow, and you may not be able to widen it if you open it." Zhao Gang's eyes gradually turned cold, and he sneered.

"What did you say?!"

Li Ting glared at Zhao Gang when she heard this sentence, and said sharply, "Do you believe that I will let you get out immediately!?"

"Auntie, this is my friend. He is here to help me. Can you save me?!"

Chen Ziqi was also extremely displeased with Li Ting's attitude, so she couldn't help but speak.

(End of this chapter)