Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

"Xiao Tang, I'm your father, right?" The doctor felt that something was wrong, and immediately asked, "If you have anything to say, tell me directly, don't beat around the bush."

"At the teahouse that day, Mr. Mei once joked that if you cut off my source of income..." Feng Tang sighed. For such a sentence, Mr. Mei was obviously joking. He also knew that he did not mean any harm, but... he It's really hard to hear.

The doctor stayed for a long time, and he suddenly understood that Feng Tang was obviously interested in Duanmu Baolian, a gentle lady, a gentleman, he is a young and handsome man, but Duanmu Baolian is an innocent, lovely and beautiful girl , Look at each other, it is reasonable.

However, beside Duanmu Baolian, there is a handsome and elegant Mr. Mei, and Mr. Mei is very good at doing business. There are his properties everywhere in the world. When comparing the two sides, Feng Tang feels a little uncomfortable.

It is true that Feng Tang has not lacked anything in these years, but this child is stubborn and thinks that these things belong to the doctor, not his own.

If he wanted to chase after Duanmu Baolian, he needed to have the qualifications to be compared with Mr. Mei - but he thought that he didn't have it.

After the doctor wanted to understand the key point, he not only smiled wryly again, this child is really determined.In this world, there are really few people who are richer than him.

He doesn't know how much Mr. Mei has, but the doctor thinks that Mr. Mei may not be richer than him.

"Xiao Tang, I don't think you are good for business!" The doctor sighed, "Think about it, how much money did that small clinic earn in the hands of my father, but when it was in your hands, how much did you earn? How much did you pay?"

Mentioning this, Feng Tang was dejected. He was not in charge of the small clinic that the doctor used to be. up...

Although there was a reason for what happened back then, Feng Tang seriously thought about it, even if he didn't sell that clinic, his business would be better, that is, a year of more than 20 yuan, [-] yuan, which is completely incomparable with a doctor.

"Besides, it's useless for you to ask for 1000 million." The doctor shook his head and said, "Compared to Mr. Mei, you are far behind."

"Then what should I do?" Feng Tang looked at him and asked, "Should I buy a piece of tofu and kill him?"

"The probability of this tofu killing people is very low." The doctor smiled wryly, "It seems that there is no time for tofu killing people in China. If you really feel depressed, I will transfer all the assets under my name to In your name, what do you think? However, the management rights and interests belong to me, otherwise—”

The following words, the doctor doesn't want to say, Yifeng Tang's disposition of not doing farming and not knowing Chai Migui, even if he has a wealth of ten thousand, if he manages it, he will lose everything in the end.

It is estimated that he is not dead yet, and his assets have almost been destroyed.

"I... I don't want yours!" Feng Tang was very decadent, he really wanted to buy a poisonous rat, and forget about killing himself with the drug, and he felt useless just thinking about it.

"Why don't you also open an antique shop?" The doctor said, "I'll open a store for you, and then I'll provide you with the source of goods. What do you think?"

Feng Tang thought about it, and then thought about it, then looked at him and said, "I don't like antiques."

He was really not interested in antiques. While talking, his gaze had already landed on the bookshelf in the living room. There was no special shelf for antiques in their house, but there were always antiques.