Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Mr. Mei hurriedly helped her up. Duanmu Baolian squatted and read the book for half an hour. He also stood aside very patiently, watching without saying a word.

For him, no matter what this girl wants to do, he will be very tolerant.

"What's the matter, is your leg numb?" Mr. Mei asked with concern.

"Some!" Duanmu Baolian nodded, and said in her mouth, she had already picked up the books on the ground at random, looking at the middle-aged aunt with a tall Lei, she said with a smile, "Auntie, these... all I want."

"This..." The middle-aged aunt was stunned. She watched the child flip through the book for a long time, just as curiosity. Who can understand this thing?And she actually wanted so much at once?

"Two thousand and two hundred yuan." The middle-aged aunt looked at it and asked the price straightforwardly.

Duanmu Baolian felt that she had suffered retribution, and this middle-aged aunt just changed her ways and called her a bastard...

When Mr. Mei heard the 200 yuan, he couldn't help laughing anymore. Just now he was slapped by Duanmu Baolian. At this time, hahaha... this little girl has been punished.

Duanmu Baolian gave Mr. Mei a resentful look. Even if he wanted to laugh, he could just secretly laugh. Why did he laugh so exaggeratedly?

Therefore, Duanmu Baolian sighed softly: "Auntie, you can't do this, I'm not a bastard..."

That's what the middle-aged aunt originally said, but now that she said it, she couldn't help laughing, and after thinking about it, she said: "How about, 800 yuan, this can't be less, and this number is also worth it. auspicious."

"Just a few broken books, and you want to sell them for 800 yuan?" Mr. Mei frowned slightly. Even if he was a fool with a lot of money, he would never spend such money.

Then, Duanmu Baolian bargained with the middle-aged aunt, and finally settled the deal with 300 yuan.

The middle-aged aunt happily found a big convenience bag, put all the books in it, and stuffed it directly into Mr. Mei's hands.

Mr. Mei could only smile wryly. He knew that Duanmu Baolian loved to read a book, so he didn't care. Holding the book, he saw that the crowds on the street were gradually thinning out, and immediately took Duanmu Baolian home.

After returning to Jinmeifang, Duanmu Baolian sorted out those books, put them on the small bookshelf in front of her bedroom, and then crawled to take a bath and sleep.

Mr. Mei stared at her closed bedroom door for a while, then naturally turned around and went back to the room. After Xia Ying watched them go upstairs, he closed the door of Jinmeifang, and then went to sleep in the small guest room downstairs.

Mr. Mei leaned back on the chair, thought for a long time, then took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Mr. Mei—" Fifth Master Sun's hearty laughter came from the phone.

"About half a year ago, that little girl once picked a restaurant, do you know which one?" Mr. Mei asked straight to the point.

"***!" It was fine if he didn't ask, but when he asked, Sun Wuye flew into a rage and shouted, "What do you think? Who else lives in this Jinling City? Do you still have the face to ask?"

Mr. Mei was amused to hear Fifth Master Sun being so distraught, and immediately smiled and said, "Your family?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" Mentioning this, Sun Wuye was also very annoyed, and said, "I blame you for this matter!"

"Why blame me?" Mr. Mei was stunned, and he didn't encourage Duanmu Baolian to go to their house to make trouble?Is it because they employ people poorly that the result is good?