God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun frowned. He didn't expect Lin Dongbo to speak like this. As a billionaire, in fact, he should have enough cultivation. Even if he really refused Lin Dongbo's invitation, he saw himself at this time. No matter how angry you are in your heart, you should be polite when you speak, because this actually reflects Lin Dongbo’s personal cultivation. Besides, although he refused Lin Dongbo’s invitation, Lin Dongbo has no reason to be angry. , The reason is very simple, that is, it is impossible for all people in this world to revolve around one person, even the billionaires do the same. No one in the world can do whatever they want.

"I am Song Yun, I don't know what your name is? Or is there anything you came here to find me?"

When Song Yun spoke, he was also not polite at all. Since Lin Dongbo was in the first year of junior high school, don't blame himself for being a 15th grade. What about billionaires, he is not used to his temper.

Lin Dongbo was stunned for a moment. He believed that Song Yun should have guessed his identity at this time. What he didn't expect was that he was still talking to himself like this.

"You should know who I am!"

Lin Dongbo took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the raging anger in his heart, trying to calm down his tone when speaking. He actually felt that when he rushed in just now, speaking was not too appropriate. But I don’t know why when I saw Song Yun, I thought of Song Yun’s rejection of himself. As a billionaire, he not only has money in his hands, but also has power. He has forgotten the last direct and hard-hearted rejection. This feeling is what makes him very uncomfortable and uncomfortable about who or when he is requesting.

"I really am, I don't know who you are!"

Song Yun shook his head. Of course he knew who the person in front of him was, but he didn't have to say it at all. A person who doesn't put himself in his eyes and feels that he can do whatever he wants and that others have to be obedient does not need to be polite to him. .

Tang Miaomiao saw this next to him and heard Lin Dongbo speaking like this. He really shook his head and sneered in his heart. Maybe other people would put a billionaire like Lin Dongbo in their eyes and face them. People like this are all cautious, but in Song Yun's eyes, it is not the same thing at all, and it is even more impossible to deliberately flatter.

"My name is Lin Dongbo, I don't think you will deny it now. Have you heard of my name?!"

Lin Dongbo stared at Song Yun for several minutes, and found that the expression on Song Yun's face hadn't changed at all. He didn't know that his power couldn't stop Song Yun at all. If he didn't take the initiative to speak, today's conversation, this time The meeting is of no use at all, and there is absolutely no way for the next thing to go on, there is no way, only to name oneself.

"I have heard of this name. It was Nightmare who mentioned it to me. You want me to identify an antique for you, but I think Sun Mengyan should have already told you that I don’t want to go. I have already refused. I don’t understand why you suddenly come to me. Do you think I will change my mind? Or do you think I will be persuaded by you?"

Song Yun nodded. Lin Dongbo had already said his name, so there was no need to deny it, but his tone was also very tough when he spoke.

"Yes, it's not wrong. I hope you can think about whether to accept my invitation, and I believe that I will be able to convince you that this matter is only good for you, there is no harm, the first one is of course you You can get a high enough appraisal fee. Another antique appraiser invited by me, Lin Dongbo, will be of great benefit to your reputation after the matter is passed on. I know you will be able to understand these things. You have no reason to refuse my invitation."

Lin Dongbo kept staring at Song Yun. He wanted to see some expressions or fluctuations in the expression on this young man’s face. He was very disappointed. Many people stood in front of him with trembling, even at a loss. But the young man named Song Yun in front of him clearly did not feel that his identity as a billionaire had anything special. In other words, in Song Yun’s eyes, he and ordinary people did not have anything special. What was the difference, he wanted to tell himself that this was just an illusion, but he knew very well that it was definitely not an illusion. Song Yun really viewed himself this way.