Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

"Tell Fat Uncle, who is that Feng Tang?" Yang Nairu asked.

"He has a good temper and is very handsome!" Duanmu Baolian thought for a while, and said directly, "It seems that he is very rich, and he doesn't like to show off his wealth. Just look at the car he drives."

Yang Nairu thinks about the red Mazda. Indeed, Feng Tang is not someone who likes to show off, otherwise, there are probably not many people in Jinling who are richer than him. He can drive any car he wants, and he is very low-key. Always kept a low profile.

But the more this happened, the more worried he became.

"I hope they don't stay in Jinling even if they have some fun." Yang Nairu sighed.

"Don't worry so much, okay? Jinling is a busy city, bustling and bustling. What can he do?" Mr. Mei said with a smile, "I'm just telling you to pay attention."

"I..." Yang Nairu shook his head and said, "My stomach has become smaller recently, and I can't compare to the Buddha."

"Cough..." Duanmu Baolian couldn't stop laughing, but she was curious and asked, "Uncle Fat, what are you worried about?"

"I'm worried about Feng Tang, I'm worried about you, I'm worried about Mr. Mei, I'm worried about—" At this point, Yang Nairu suddenly stopped talking. He was a little puzzled by how quiet that person was recently. No, he has always been quieter than that. Feng Tang still needs to be quiet.

"What are you worried about?" Mr. Mei suddenly asked, "What else are you hiding from me?"

Mentioning this, Yang Nairu stood up, pointed at him and cursed: "My surname, tell me, what are you doing here in Jinling? Ever since you came to Jinling, I've been having bad luck. Your surname is just There is no wrong last name."

"My luck has always been very good." Mr. Mei didn't care at all, and said with a calm smile, "Besides, I'm not the one who wants to come to Jinling."

If Duanmu Baolian hadn't been here, he wouldn't have come to Jinling—this is the truth.

"Uncle Fat, what exactly are you going to say?" Duanmu Baolian had already understood that Yang Nairu's visit today was not just to look at antiques.

"Just one word!" Yang Nairu said, "If you want to do something, don't do it in Jinling City, Baolian, for the sake of Fat Uncle's love for you, find a place where no one is going to do it. Or, I don't care how much trouble you make when you leave Jinling. This world needs stability and peace, do you understand?"

Duanmu Baolian thought about it seriously, and then seriously replied: "Uncle Fat, don't worry, I won't really send the warship to Great Britain. Of course, if I do, I will also say that this matter has nothing to do with you, Uncle Fat." It's about a dime."

Yang Nairu touched her smooth forehead, sighed softly, he felt that Jinling has been an eventful summer recently.

Mr. Mei still wanted to hide everything from her, but didn't he know that he could hide some things for a lifetime?

"You should keep an eye on Feng's family, I'm really worried." Mr. Mei said, "I heard that the doctor is back."

Duanmu Baolian asked curiously: "That doctor is Feng Tang's father?"

"Yes!" Yang Nairu said, "Baolian, if you are free tomorrow, come to my side and I will show you something."

"What is it, isn't it beautiful?" Duanmu Baolian immediately stared at her eyes.

"It's about Feng Tang's life experience." Yang Nairu said softly, "And it's about that doctor."