cute naive

Faced with Song Wenyuan's repeated corrections, Wang Sanxiao expressed that he couldn't bear it anymore. He said angrily, "With my intelligence, I don't know what his name is? It's just because I saw that he is lively and cute, so I gave my surname to him." It’s just given to him, are you envious? How about I give you a surname, Wang Wenyuan?”

"..." Looking at the so-called lively and lovely old kiwi, Song Wenyuan waved his hands tactfully, "No, thank you." He didn't want to change his name to Wang Wenyuan at all.

Wang Sanxiao was satisfied with this, and turned to Li Ertie with a frown, with a look of finding fault, "You, do you still recognize me?"

"Your majestic figure has always been imprinted in the villain's heart," Li Ertie trembled from the other party's outrage, and even said honorifics.

"What the hell?" Wang San smiled and raised his eyes to look at him, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"I, I, I..." Li Ertie faltered for a long time, covered his head suddenly, and wailed, "Don't hit me!"

Wang San smiled and sighed, took out a cigarette from the bodyguard's pocket and handed it to him. Li Ertie didn't know what he wanted, so he took the cigarette tremblingly, but didn't dare to put it in his mouth.

"It's not an ordinary person who can ask me to light a cigarette," Wang San smiled kindly, took out his lighter and lit him a cigarette, "Smok it."

Li Ertie shuddered, threw the cigarette away suddenly, and knelt down on the ground, crying, "Please don't force me to take drugs. I have seniors and juniors, I can't do this..."

The smile on Wang San's smiling face gradually disappeared, he grabbed his collar, and brought him up in front of his face, "I despise you trash the most. You have to look like a grandson." His sleeves slid down naturally, revealing his wrist wrapped with a string of coral beads, "If I didn't know how you were when you bullied my child, I would really be fooled by your acting skills."

He pushed the man away, picked up the cigarette on the ground, and forced it into Li Ertie's mouth, "Don't say it's just a cigarette, it's a heroin, you fucking have to smoke it for me! "

After speaking, he insisted on lighting the cigarette for him.

Li Ertie didn't dare to catch his breath, so he held it in for a long time, suddenly took a breath of smoke, and suddenly choked so much that he almost coughed out his lungs. When he found out that this was not only not a drug, but a rare good smoke, he couldn't help holding the cigarette butt with both hands , pumped up greedily.

Wang Sanxiao sat lazily on the only chair in the room, and said calmly, "Er Tie, did Ken Bud look for you? Ask you to testify against him?"

"No, no."

"It's really simple, and you won't lie," Wang San said with a smile, "If it wasn't for Kembard looking for you, you wouldn't even dare to go back to your own house, and you would go to a friend's house to stay overnight? In other words, you Why did this friend take you in? Could it be that he is also your accomplice who played fairy dance with you back then?"

"No, no no..."

"Heh, I'm quite loyal." Wang San smiled and turned to Song Wenyuan with a smile, "We haven't known each other for a long time, you may not know my personality well, but I'm actually a bit naughty, if someone is in front of me If you lie, I will be very angry, and when I get angry, I will be unreasonable, maybe chop off his hand, or chop off his life..."

The eerie voice made Li Ertie tremble all over.

"But I don't think you'll lie to me," Wang San smiled pinching his chin, staring at this old man who was over half a century old, his eyes were as tender as looking at a lover, and his red lips parted lightly, "Are you sure? , second iron."

Li Ertie was completely frightened by this pervert, "I said, I said, I said everything, someone came to me, gave me 1 yuan, and asked me not to see you, so I had to go to a friend's house, Please, please, let me go, I really know I was wrong."

Song Wenyuan said, "Now that you have been found by us, the agreement you made with them before is nothing to count. Come with us to Nanjing, and I will give you [-] yuan."

"Hey," Wang Sanxiao interrupted him, "Talking about money will hurt your feelings, Ertie, as far as our relationship is concerned, you have to go to Nanjing with us no matter what?"

Li Ertie hastily agreed, "Go, go." He was scared out of his wits by the pervert in front of him. The last time we met, he brought a few bodyguards to beat him until his son didn't even recognize him at the ghost market. When they met, he was directly pulled out of the bed by him. At this moment, in his eyes, this person was already an existence with three heads and six arms.

Wang Sanxiao turned around and walked out, "That's good, let's go."

"I..." Li Ertie muttered, "Can you let me go home and explain to my wife, I don't know if I can come back after I leave..."

"What! What?" Wang San smiled and frowned, "For a long time, you think I'm a gangster, right? Now it's a society ruled by law, don't you know?"

Li Ertie faltered, "I know, I know..."

Wang Sanxiao glanced at him irritably, "Seeing how frustrated you are, I'll give you a chance to go home. It's twelve o'clock now, and tomorrow morning at seven o'clock, my people will pick you up on time."

Li Ertie and his friends are from the same village. After saying goodbye to their friends and couples, they returned home overnight. When they came out of the small courtyard, Wang Sanxiao slowly got into the car, rubbed pistachios, and said to Song Wenyuan, "Tossing so late , are you sleepy?"

Song Wenyuan smiled, "You are not sleepy, how can I be sleepy?"

"Hey," Wang San laughed happily, and threw a pistachio into his mouth, "I'm used to turning day and night upside down, what time is it, the nightlife hasn't started yet."

"It seems that San Shao still has a night life?"

"Yes, I usually practice yoga at night."

"..." Song Wenyuan coughed and turned to look outside the car, "Where are we going?"

Wang San smiled and looked out the window, it was pitch black outside, his smiling face was reflected on the glass of the car, he twirled a flower with his fingers, and said softly, "Go and pick up our dear Er Tie."

"..." Song Wenyuan felt that the whole person was not well.

The lengthened Lincoln walked around twice in the quiet village boredly. Wang Sanxiao hummed an old song leisurely while beating time with his hands on his legs. A low and small courtyard.

Almost at the same time, the courtyard door opened with a creak, and Li Ertie, carrying a bulging snakeskin bag, went straight out into the darkness without looking back. Said, "You have to be careful."

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, we will take care of him, he will be fine," Wang San cracked a pistachio with a smile, leaned against the car door, and looked at them with a smile.

Li Ertie staggered, fell to the ground, looked back at him in horror, trembling, "Didn't it say seven o'clock?"

"I said seven o'clock is seven o'clock?" Wang San smiled as if he had heard some terrible joke, and was so happy that he could hardly breathe, "Are you an idiot or am I an idiot?"

Before the words were finished, two bodyguards jumped up, picked up Li Ertie and took him to the car. Song Wenyuan said gently to the woman paralyzed by the door, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, we just ask Uncle Li to help you. I will come back when the matter is over, and I promise not to hurt him at all."

Once the matter was settled, everyone immediately returned to Nanjing. Li Ertie's intention to escape deeply hurt Wang Sanxiao, so he went all the way from Hubei to Nanjing. When he got off the bus, Li Ertie was foaming at the mouth His eyes were turned outward, as if he was on the verge of death.

Song Wenyuan got home and slept for less than two hours when he was woken up by a phone call. With his eyes closed, he reached for the phone and pressed it to his ear, "Hello?"

Jiang Biying's voice came, "Wen Yuan, where are you?"

"At home, what's the matter?" Song Wenyuan rubbed his temples, trying to wake himself up a little.

"I just got the news that Mr. Huang has accepted my dad's invitation and is going to attend tomorrow's appraisal meeting," Jiang Biying said, "I heard that he has a good personal relationship with Kenbad. Do you think he will favor you or is he willing?" Bud?"

Song Wenyuan frowned slightly, "I recently had some trouble with my teacher..."

"I'm going! What time is it? How dare you offend him?" Jiang Biying cried out eagerly, "The three experts tomorrow will most likely be against you."

"Do you know who these three are?"

Jiang Biying became anxious, her voice was like a cannonball, fast and crisp, and very clear, "In addition to your teacher, there are Liu Jianguo, an expert in Nanjing's calligraphy and painting appreciation, and Cao Zhenyu, a collector invited from Beijing."

Hearing these names, Song Wenyuan couldn't help laughing softly, not because of joy, but because of anger, he said lightly, "This time, I really beat me to death."

These two experts are both well-known big speakers, they can be found wherever there is excitement, and they are notoriously chasing fame and fortune, Jiang Biying also felt very embarrassed, she whispered, "My dad...in fact, he is not bad in nature, but he There are too many villains around him, who can always influence his choice, and now he refuses to listen to me."

Song Wenyuan comforted her, "I didn't mean to blame you, don't take it to heart."

Jiang Biying said, "When I inherit the auction house, I will definitely focus on rectifying it and get rid of those bullies who are willing to be the mouthpiece of money and power."

Song Wenyuan chuckled, "I believe you can."

"But what you have to face now is not easy," Jiang Biying suggested. "Can you contact an expert who is more famous than those three people and who will be absolutely fair? Although I have no ability to influence the result of the appraisal meeting, as long as you are the candidate With enough fame, I can still let my father arrange it."

Song Wenyuan smiled wryly, "I am an apprentice who has not yet graduated from the teacher, how can I contact... No, I have a candidate!"

"Who?"

"Ten princes!"

Jiang Biying suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, that's right, the ten grandpa of the stewed building, the name of the Bogu ten young masters back then is much louder than Liu Jianguo, Cao Zhenyu and others, she said anxiously, "Go find him quickly, ten The appraisal result of Taigong alone is more authoritative than the three of them combined."

Song Wenyuan got off the bed with a grunt, quickly put on his clothes, and walked out the door. It was already dusk, and the restaurant was full of people. He walked into the shop and stopped a busy waiter, "Is the tenth prince there?"

"It's in the back kitchen," the waiter said with a smile all over his face. "The ancestor is cooking the spoon himself today, so he wants to show off his skills."

Infected by her smile, Song Wenyuan laughed, "Then I will be lucky."

He came to the stewed house as if he came to his own house. He was very familiar. He walked straight into the back kitchen, and a burst of delicious food came to his face, making his index finger move. He opened the indigo curtain of the kitchen and smiled lightly. , "Ten princes make a move, it is really fragrant..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and under the guidance of the tenth prince, Kang Tianzhen, wearing a chef's hat, was carefully carving out a flower with a big white radish.