Really young master, he came to the pride gate

After finishing the report this time, there was no further price increase on the 08th.

In the end, the painting of Luoshen Fu was bought by Song Fanyin at a price of [-] million yuan.

The host asked the assistant to bring the painting, held it in both hands, handed it to Song Fanyin, and took out the POS machine at the same time.

Auctions have always stipulated that things should be auctioned and traded on the spot. This is to avoid the phenomenon that someone raises the price indiscriminately but does not pay in the end.

Song Fanyin raised his chin, motioned for Zhou Shao to take the things, then took out his bank card and swiped it.

drop--

The transaction was successful.

The assistant thanked him with a smile on his face.

Song Fanyin took the card back, lazily said no, then looked sideways at No. 08.

The other party was also looking at him, noticed his gaze, raised his thin lips slightly, and mouthed two words.

Song Fanyin identified it and found that he said thank you.

Thanks?

This thing is number 08?No wonder he only increased the price by [-].

Zhou Shao also noticed it, and said a little unhappy: "Boss, isn't that person provoking you?"

Song Fanyin glanced at him.

Why didn't he realize that Zhou Shao was mentally retarded?He is good at looking at his brain, but if he can't, he can show it to Zhou Shao?

Zhou Shao: "..."

Why does he feel despised?

Once the things were in hand, Song Fanyin didn't want to keep them any longer, and signaled Zhou Shao to pack them up.

Zhou Shao hugged the box worth [-] million tightly in his arms, and looked around like an enemy, "Boss, do you want me to call bodyguards over? What if someone snatches our things?"

He saw the meaning of the number 08 just now.

Song Fanyin: "..."

Forget it, he can't save this kind of mental retardation.

The two went to the underground parking lot together and walked to the car.

Surprisingly, the number 08 just now was also there.

He held a cigarette between his fingers, and the lingering smoke lingered between his brows, making those peach blossom eyes even more charming.

Seeing Song Fanyin, the corners of his lips curled up, and his tone was casual, "Hi, kid."

The tone was neither frivolous nor teasing, just a simple greeting.

Song Fanyin raised her phoenix eyes and said politely, "Hello."

The man tapped the box in Zhou Shao's arms with his chin, "Do you like this? There is a warehouse in Huaihuai at my home. Next time you want it, you can contact me directly."

Zhou Shao: "???"

This... What kind of angry words are these? !

Song Fanyin said softly, "I didn't particularly like it, I just happened to meet."

"That's a pity."

The man said it was a pity, but there was no pity expression on his face, and he still looked luxurious and lazy.

At this moment, the window beside the man opened, and a weary voice sounded.

"Not yet?"

The expression on the man's face softened instantly, he put out the cigarette in his hand, and there was a smile in his voice.

"Okay. Come here. I met a kid."

Song Fanyin couldn't help looking out the car window.

Through the half-exposed car window, one can see an extremely beautiful face, and the twinkling phoenix eyes are like snow on a cold mountain, revealing a coldness.

The other party also noticed him, nodded lightly, and said in a slow tone, "My family is a little nervous, didn't I scare you?"

Song Fanyin shook his head, "You're welcome, no."

The other party raised his lips and smiled, but didn't say anything else. He turned to look at the man, "Should we go? Are you hungry?"

The man opened the door and got in the car, "What do you want to eat? Do you want to eat the Zhaiyuan hot pot that you used to like? I heard from Zhou Qing that it is still open."

What to say later, Song Fanyin didn't hear clearly, the man closed the car window.

Zhou Shao looked at the direction the car was leaving, filled with anger, "Boss, look, I'll say that man did it on purpose."

Deliberately increase the price by 1 yuan each time.

Can rich people bully people like this?The eldest of his family is also a rich man, and he has never seen anyone bullied like this.

Song Fanyin raised his foot and walked in front of the car, his voice was lazy, "Do you know who that person was just now?"

Zhou Shao thought about the other person's face seriously, "That face looks strange, could it be someone from a big family?"

Song Fanyin had already gotten into the car, with his eyes downcast, fastening his seat belt, his voice could not tell his emotions.

"The most powerful fantasy in the world. He is the leader of one of the four major families in the imperial capital."

Zhou Shao was shocked, "You mean the Yan family?"

Ten years ago, or 11 years ago, the imperial capital was reshuffled due to an accident. The four former families all retired in this accident, so other families had a chance to stand out.

That unattractive man just now turned out to be the eldest son of the Yan family of the Zeng family? !

Song Fanyin raised his eyelids, "Yes."

Although it changed, the pair of peach blossom eyes were exactly the same as the ones he had seen before.Not to mention the person in the car just now, if he remembered correctly, that person should be Yan Chen's lover - Yue Huai.

Zhou Shaochang breathed a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the seat, "It turned out to be him. But, boss, do you think that the person in the car just now looks a bit like you."

Although the looks of the two are not very similar, their aura is very similar, just... like fraternal brothers.

Song Fanyin yawned, "You think too much. I can't compare to that person."

Yuehuai, because of her extremely high physical talent, has made many proud achievements for Huaguo. To what extent is she so proud, she is probably the one who can be famous in the history books.

And I also heard that his medical skills are also very good, so Yan Chen took Wangyoucao Pills this time, it should be for him to do research.

Zhou Shao: "???"

He excitedly said: "Boss, don't underestimate yourself, you are a person who sold 5000 million for one pill."

Song Fanyin: "..."

He raised his eyes, glanced at the serious Zhou Shao, and nodded perfunctorily.

It was sold for 5000 million, but it cost [-] million to buy the painting. After all, is it a loss?

While speaking, Zhou Shao had already driven the car up.

When I got to the exit of the parking lot, I found that it was blocked by several cars, and a group of people were yelling around there.

Zhou Shao looked at it with his head, and said, "Boss, it seems to be that kid Huo Zichen."

Song Fanyin slowly opened his eyes, looking through the glass.

It was indeed Huo Zichen, surrounded by a group of people, pushing and shoving non-stop, with red and swollen corners of his mouth.

Looks like I'm in trouble.

A look of dryness flashed between his brows, he pushed the door and walked in, "Huo Zichen, what are you doing?"

When Huo Zichen heard a familiar voice, he raised his head subconsciously, saw that it was Song Fanyin, his expression froze, and he immediately winked at him.

Song Fanyin raised his eyebrows, "Are your eyes lame? Are you pumping so hard?"

Huo Zichen: "..."

He gritted his teeth bitterly, "Get lost, I don't know you."

Yan Xingwu squinted his eyes, and looked up and down Song Fanyin with a hostile gaze, "Do you know him?"

Song Fanyin said lightly, "We know each other. What's the matter?"

Yan Xingwu sneered, "It's good to know each other, he beat my brother, please help me contact his family, otherwise I will break his leg today."

Huo Zichen said angrily: "Yan Xingwu, are you unreasonable? It was obviously your brother who provoked me first. Besides, my business has nothing to do with others. If you have the ability, break my leg."

Yan Xingwu directly reached out, pushed Huo Zichen, and pushed him heavily to the ground with a look of contempt, "You think it's as simple as breaking your leg? You have to kneel down and apologize to my brother."

His Yan Xingwu's younger brother is not easy to mess with.

Yan Xingliu, whose right leg was wrapped into a rice dumpling, nodded frantically, "Yes, brother, I broke his leg and made him kneel down."

Huo Zichen looked humiliated, "Kneel down, there's no way."

Yan Xingwu's face was full of frost, and he raised his hand to greet Huo Zichen's head.

Huo Zichen was trying to hide, but someone was one step faster than him.

A pair of hands grabbed Yan Chengwu's wrist.

That hand was porcelain white and slender, as if carved from the finest jade.

Along that hand, there is a face that is extremely cold and tired.

Huo Zichen was startled.

How could it be Song Fanyin?

Song Fanyin gently pushed Yan Xingwu away with five fingers, lowered his eyes and looked at Huo Zichen, "What's going on?"

Yan Xingwu is very burly, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with strong muscles all over his body.

But he was pushed away by such a weak young man.

His eyes narrowed, and the way he looked at Song Fanyin changed.

"Who are you?"

Song Fanyin ignored him, but just looked at Huo Zichen with a hint of impatience between his brows.

He didn't want to worry about Huo Zichen, but if Grandma Huo knew that something happened to Huo Zichen, she would be very worried.

This Huo Zichen is really an eyesore. If he makes trouble, he will make trouble. Why do you have to let him see it?

Huo Zichen only felt that those eyes were extremely oppressive, giving him the illusion of being stared at by Huo Chiyan.

He pursed his lips, and said unconvinced: "I said it has nothing to do with you."

Zhou Shao also got out of the car just now. Hearing this, he snorted coldly, "Boss, don't worry about his life."

At the auction just now, this kid even spoke rudely to the boss, so someone just cleaned up for the boss.

Song Fanyin was very irritable, raised his eyelids, and glanced at Zhou Shao, "Go to the car and get my whip."

When Zhou Shao heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurried to the car to get the whip.

Everyone was taken aback again.

whip?What are you doing with a whip?Does he still want to hit someone?

Yan Xingwu couldn't help but sneered, "What? You want to support Huo Zichen?"

Song Fanyin glanced at him lightly, noncommittal, and when he got the whip in his hand, he flicked it in the air.

The whip was slender, made of leather, and glowing jet black.After shaking, there was a crisp whistle.

He narrowed his phoenix eyes and looked at Huo Zichen, "Say it?"

Huo Zichen gritted his teeth, "Don't say it. Get lost."

Song Fanyin twitched the corner of his lips, and he was not polite, and whipped over.

Snapped--

The whip came to him, and there was a muffled groan.

Huo Zichen's body jerked violently, in disbelief, "Song Fanyin! How dare you hit me?!"

crazy? !This person surnamed Song beat him again.

Song Fanyin ignored him, and threw another whip, "Say it?"

Huo Zichen was about to go mad with pain, anxious and angry, "Say shit! You shameless Song Fanyin, you hit me, I will definitely complain to grandma."

Song Fanyin didn't even say a word this time, just moved his wrist slightly, and threw a whip at Huo Zichen.

Huo Zichen fled wildly, but the whip seemed to have eyes, no matter where he hid, it was useless.

Yan Xingwu and Yan Xingliu were already dumbfounded.

Yan Zhuwu couldn't help shivering, and touched the goosebumps on his arms.

This... this is so fucking cruel.

After more than ten lashes, Huo Zichen finally couldn't take it anymore, and howled, "I say I say! Stop beating me."

Song Fanyin took the shoe back, folded it into three, put it in the palm of his hand and patted it gently.

"Say."

Huo Zichen glared at Yan Xingliu bitterly, "Yan Xingliu made the first move. We were playing, but he kicked and injured one of our players."

Everyone was a young man with a lot of energy, but of course he couldn't be angry, so he directly moved on the court, and Yan Xingliu's leg was accidentally broken by him.

Song Fanyin looked sharply at Yan Xingliu with his phoenix eyes, "Is what he said right?"

Yan Xingliu was stunned by Song Fanyin's way of pumping Huo Zichen just now, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I... can I say it's wrong?"

Woooooo, brother help me, this beautiful boy is so fierce.