Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

"I also feel that, Miss Duo'er, you need to show some sincerity." Mr. Mei said nonchalantly, he had been helpless with these people, until this moment, he felt that he had regained some face.

"Duoduo, I'm not a full-fledged child, I'm the real deal!" Duanmu Baolian said with a smile, "I'm not yet an adult, so you are hiring child labor. The price of child labor is naturally much more expensive, how?"

Dodo really wanted to strangle Duanmu Baolian to death with her white and tender hands.

"Duoduo, give them the things. Anyway, I don't like that thing." Feng Tang sighed softly. He saw that Duo Duo was already out of anger. People, it's not so good, others don't pay attention to Duo Duo, but he still understands this brat better.

"Okay!" Dodo sat down on the chair helplessly.

"If you don't trust me, we can formally sign a contract." Duanmu Baolian said.

"I'll send you the things tomorrow, but——I'm really worried about you. Tomorrow, I'm going to find someone to sign a contract with you formally." Dodo said.

"Okay!" Duanmu Baolian squinted her big eyes and smiled cheerfully.

For some reason, Mr. Mei found that when Duanmu Baolian looked at Duo Duo and smiled, it was like a little fox staring at a big fat hen.This feeling is really weird and inexplicable, how old is this child? ?

Ugh……

Isn't she supposed to be innocent at times?Why is it so scheming, he even guessed that if Duanmu Baolian got the mother of life's Sun God bottle, he probably wouldn't easily give it to Duoduo and the others.

"Then it's settled!" Duanmu Baolian took out a pen and paper from her bag, wrote down her mobile phone number, handed it to Feng Tang, and said with a smile, "Mr. Give me yours too."

"Oh?" Feng Tang was stunned, but he still did what she said, and immediately wrote down his mobile phone number and handed it to Duanmu Baolian.

Duanmu Baolian carefully put away the phone number, then pulled Mr. Mei and said, "Uncle, let's go to the night market and go back earlier?"

"Alright!" Mr. Mei smiled, stood up, bid farewell to Fengtang and Douduo, took Duanmu Baolian's little hand, and walked out.

"Baolian!" Mr. Mei called out in a low voice when he walked outside.

"Huh?" Duanmu Baolian lightly kicked a small stone on the ground and agreed.

"Baolian, you have said it yourself, you are not satisfied this year, you are a child in the Mood for Love, you should be naive at this time, or you should be in the age of fantasy Prince Charming, I don't want you to get involved in fame and fortune Workplace. You open an antique shop for fun, like it, and toss and toss, I have no objection, but don’t be too scheming." Mr. Mei said softly, "Your father told me early in the morning that you are too smart I'm afraid it's not a good thing. I really don't need you to work hard to make money, really, I have money, enough to ruin you for several lifetimes."

"Uncle, I know that you are doing it for my own good. When I was a child, my father also said that it is not good to be too smart. The wood is more beautiful than the forest, and the wind will urge it, let alone a person?" Duanmu Baolian said in a low voice, "But they won't let go of this matter. They are powerful, and you can't help it—in this case, I might as well take the initiative... I don't believe it either, that painting is a coincidence."