Become a god from looting the rich

In ancient times, Xianghu City was often the place of princes and nobles, so there are many ancient relics and cultural games circulating here. Compared with the modern economy and trade of Yunjiang City, there is a lot of simple folk customs here.

On the noisy and quaint Wenwan Street, you can see vendors selling everywhere. Basically, there will be a big business character next to the signboard of each vendor. This means that the business is standing behind these vendors, and you can occasionally see Lu Gen. The word Xiao, but it appears less on this street.

Zhang Hang stood in front of an ancient painting stall and watched the merchants hawking with a smile. He had to admit that the eloquence of these people was really good. Zhang Hang was moved when he heard it. The face-covered look is so vivid, it is absolutely rare as a counterfeit, and the price is astonishing six figures.

"Two hundred thousand! I feel sorry for the beauty in the painting, regardless of whether it is true or not, I want two hundred thousand!"

"Two hundred and fifty thousand! Although I Xiao Yirong can't understand ancient paintings and essays, I am willing to spend this small amount of money on the appearance of this beautiful woman, so please don't grab it with me."

"Xiao Yirong, this is the street for businesses, what does your Xiao family mean to mess up business?"

The hawker's eyes were cold. He was so scared by Xiao Yirong that he made much less money. He set up a stall here but paid the merchants more than 50,000 stall fees. There is no reason for the Xiao family to make trouble here.

Xiao Yirong smiled, took out a black card from his pocket and threw it at the stall with a smile: "I didn't make trouble. No one has ever stipulated that people from the Xiao family can't buy things here. I just hope that everyone can give it away. Me, your messy hat is too big."

Other buyers have never said anything in their lives. The struggle between Shang, Lu and Xiao has been going on for a hundred years. They have been fighting for compensation since their ancestors. People living in Xianghu City have long been used to it, and smart people will not interfere. The fight between the three, after all, no one is a paper tiger.

Zhang Hang hides aside and enjoys watching the excitement. It is not easy to break into the Qin Palace. Xiao and Lu's family will definitely work.

"Xiao Yirong, dudes are not welcome in this street, you should go as far as you can!"

Behind the crowd, a stubborn, scornful young man came in with a dozen or so big thugs.

"There is a good show, Shang Xu is here."

"Speak down, Shang Xu is notoriously cruel, and it's really unlucky for him to stare at us."

Zhang Hang in the crowd listened to a piece of information about the business and the Xiao family, with a relaxed smile on his face, and it turned out that he still had to look at the files of the Special Investigation Bureau on this occasion.

"The dude is better than the hooligan. It seems that it is not a rumor to let you Shang Xu manage a street with the declining talents of the merchants."

Shang Xu's expression was suffocated, and with a wave of his hand, the thugs behind him pushed directly away from the crowd and surrounded Xiao Yirong in the middle, flexing his hands at any time.

"Handling to customers is not something businessmen should do. You said how would your business do business if this matter spreads? I want to buy this painting for two hundred and fifty thousand yuan. If no one bids, then I will take the things with me. !"

Xiao Yirong calmly picked up the ancient paintings on the stall before leaving.

A gleaming watermelon knife slashed at the stall, and Shang Xu looked at Xiao Yirong with a grin.

"If you dare to pick up this painting, I dare to chop your paws!"

There was a lot of discussion around. Although everyone was watching the excitement, but seeing this scene was also a flurry of heart. If one day offended the merchant, wouldn't they have to receive the same threats when they buy things?

Xiao Yirong listened to the discussion around him, and the smile on his face became stronger. It was too easy to deal with such brainless rascals. One-street business is not a big problem for merchants, but it can be disgusting. It is also pleasant.

"stop!"

A majestic anger suppressed the comments of passers-by. Zhang Hang turned his head and saw a majestic and handsome young man approaching him. The same man in front of the businessman was obviously more powerful than Shang Xu.

"Since Young Master Xiao made an offer and no one continued to bid, the ancient paintings were naturally in Young Master Xiao's pocket. Shang Xu asked Young Master Xiao to leave!"

Shang Xu retorted with a dissatisfied face, but when he saw the indifferent face of the young man, he squeezed it back in his stomach. He could only hold up the watermelon knife and pushed the thugs away from the crowd.

Xiao Yirong shook his head helplessly, looking at the young man with a regretful look: "The business man is very talented in business language, the second man is good at business, the third man is in the officialdom, and the rumors of the three masters are not false. It's disgusting to you, I'll come to discuss with you next time I have a chance."

Shang Tong smiled slightly and did not get angry because of Xiao Yirong's provocation. Yun Danfeng replied: "Welcome Young Master Xiao to come again. As long as the merchant opens the door to do business, we will not refuse even if the money is a cat or a dog."

Xiao Yirong laughed and picked up the ancient painting to admire it. "Although people are beautiful, it is a pity that they are just fakes and worthless. Don't worry!"

Speaking of Xiao Yirong took out a lighter and directly lit the ancient painting, other passers-by gasped in pain. The fight between the rich was too disastrous.

Watching the ancient paintings turn into ashes, Xiao Yirong left the market with a smile.

The corner of Zhang Hang's mouth, who was mixed in the crowd, showed a touch of joy. This Xiao Yirong was a partner, but the three outstanding merchants were not easy to deal with. It was a bit difficult to get a ghost picture in the Qin Palace within two weeks.

Out of the antique market, Xiao Yirong glanced back and said to himself: "It seems that it is not easy to bring down the business. Forget it is my elder brother's headache, I should continue to be my dude. ."

"Master Xiao, have a few words?"

Xiao Yirong froze for a moment, and seemed to have guessed something in his heart. He smiled and said, "If you are drinking and picking up girls, you can talk to me. If you are serious, you should go to my elder brother. I am a dude boy and there is nothing worth Zhang Hang's attention."

"It seems that the news of my coming to Xianghu City has long been heard by the three of you."

"Since you know who I am, you should know the reason why I came to you. Although the three Xianghu companies are nominally listed as one of the four seats of the special investigation bureau, the Xiao and Lu families are also involved, and the three share a place. Young Master Xiao should have heard about the ghost gate."

Xiao Yirong gave a dry cough, patted the back of his head and said, "Oh, Zhang Tianshi, you don’t give me a chance to pretend to be confused. As everyone knows, I’m just a dude. I can’t talk about such important things, I think. My elder brother should hit it off with you."