God Level Golden Eye

The complexions of Zhuang Boyuan, Luo Gaohua, Gao Wenqiang and Xu Yinghao were all dark, like the bottom of a pot. They actually knew that Sun Mengyan would be very tough facing such conditions before they came here, but in their imagination Zhong would definitely discuss it with people like himself, and never expected to encounter a Tang Miaomiao who had a tougher attitude, and would not give himself to these people, even if it was a bit of face.

"Miss Sun."

"Does what Miss Tang said is your attitude?"

Zhuang Boyuan took a hard breath, abruptly suppressed the anger that had already rushed to his forehead, and turned his head to look at Sun Mengyan.

Sun Mengyan didn't speak, or even raised her head, holding the coffee in her hand and drinking it slowly, as if she hadn't heard what Zhuang Boyuan said.

Zhuang Boyuan could no longer control the anger in her heart, and Sun Mengyan directly expressed her attitude in this way.

"Humph!"

"Do you think you can cover the sky with one hand?"

"Do you think that your own antique market can resist the combined pressure of all other antique markets?"

Zhuang Boyuan stood up slowly, gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Oh?!"

"Boss Chuang, I just want to know, which antique markets do you represent?"

"Does it just represent the few of you who came today, or does it represent the antique markets in all parts of the country?"

"I am really curious about what all the antique markets you call refer to, and can you tell me the specific list."

"If you can tell me the specific list, I really believe that you can represent all the antique markets."

Tang Miaomiao's tone was very calm when he spoke, and he ignored Zhuang Boyuan's standing up, and also ignored his gritted teeth.

Zhuang Boyuan stood and tried to name a few antique markets, but he finally swallowed it back, because these antique markets had never been in contact with him, and the owners of those antique markets never told him. After a word, people like myself can really only represent a few antique markets of their own people today, and they can't represent others at all. If I really name the antique market at this time, he believes that no matter it is Tang Miaomiao or Sun Mengyan will directly take out her mobile phone and call the boss of the antique market. At that time, the consequences will be very serious. What kind of attitude the people like themselves is the business of these people, but if others are involved , Representing the responsibility of others like this, I absolutely cannot bear it.

"Oh?!"

"It seems that what you said, Mr. Chuang, is not true. You can't represent all the antique markets. You can only represent the four of you who came here today. I'm really curious about why you said something like that just now. Coming?"

"Everyone is the owner of the antique market. They are not rookies who came out on the first day. What can be said, what cannot be said, or what others will be afraid of, or what words will only be ridiculed by others. I know it very well in my heart. I really don’t understand why you say such things in front of us. Do you think Sun Mengyan and I will be scared if you involve other antique markets?"

Tang Miaomiao felt that Zhuang Boyuan in front of him was too ridiculous, just like a fight of punks on the street, bragging, he could only represent the four people in front of him, but he represented all the owners of all antique markets in the country. Fan.

Zhuang Boyuan blushed for a while, and could not speak at all. The remark just now was just casually speaking. The real purpose is to say that it can give Sun Mengyan and Tang Miaomiao a lot of pressure. What came to mind was that Tang Miaomiao directly opened his mouth to pierce through, and immediately prevented himself from getting off the stage.

"Miss Tang!"

"Although we can only represent our antique markets, the people who come to open antique shops here are not only from our antique markets but also from other antique markets. If you really do All the people poached away, will other antique markets just stand by?"

"They will definitely unite, including us, and offend everyone in the whole circle. Your antique market, including your Jumbo Pavilion, will be unable to make any progress."

"I think you can't deny this at all."

Gao Wenqiang stretched out his hand and took Zhuang Boyuan. It's really useless to stand there now.

"Oh?!"

"really?"

"Can you guys really unite all the owners of the antique market?"

"If you can really do this, why not just do it first and then come to us?!"

"I'm really curious, where on earth did you guys come from?!"

"Do you really think you are the heroes of the world? I can tell you with certainty that you don't have the ability to do this at all, so don't use this kind of thing to scare us. If we can solve the problem by scaring, it would be long ago Bones that have been eaten by others will not be born!"

"Don't say it in front of us like this, don't blow the air in front of us, it's useless."

Tang Miaomiao is very calm. If the antique market across the country really unites to deal with Sun Mengyan's antique market to deal with Zhenbaoge, it will be under tremendous pressure, but the problem is that this situation is absolutely impossible.

Gao Wenqiang was speechless. Tang Miaomiao’s words were like a needle, and he burst his boasted balloon. No matter whether it was himself, Zhuang Boyuan, Luo Gaohua, or Xu Yinghao, there was none. People can do this. Today, I came to Sun Mengyan. There were only four people in the antique market. Too many people went to Sun Mengyan’s antique market to open antique shops. I was greatly affected, but there are so many antique markets in the country. Everyone’s interests are different. These few people belong to the very inconspicuous among the owners of the antique market. It is impossible to unite the owners of the antique market across the country. It is absolutely impossible to do this. This sentence is actually no different from the sentence Zhuang Boyuan said just now, and it was severely beaten in the face by Tang Miaomiao.

"Humph!"

"Sun Mengyan and Tang Miaomiao, do you two really think that we are an antique market? There is nothing you can do about it?"

"Your antiques market is indeed quite powerful. Even the antiques market of the four of us combined can't compare with the volume of your antiques market. But the barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes. We really annoy us. Don't blame us for unscrupulous means.

Xu Yinghao became angry. Just now she ran by herself. Sun Mengyan’s office was severely slapped. Now four people ran over, thinking that they would be able to find the place, or at least Sun Mengyan and Tang Miaomiao had to give something. Face, what I didn't expect was that it was even more ugly than I was just alone. After enduring the anger for such a long time, it all burst out at once.

"Unscrupulous? Xu Yinghao, boss Xu, are you talking about finding some gangsters to make trouble in our antique market?!"

"Or is there some other more powerful means?"

Tang Miaomiao let out a cold cry, turned his head, and stared at Xu Yinghao very seriously.

"Humph!"

"If we feel it is necessary, of course we will do something like this. What you are doing now has caused a huge loss in our antique market. In that case, we can just die together!"

Xu Yinghao felt that Tang Miaomiao's eyes were as cold as ice, and a chill came out of the soles of his feet, but at this time he definitely couldn't give up, definitely couldn't shrink back, and said a word on his neck.