Supreme Master In City

Yan Jin looks at Long Wei and others who have gone away sadly, and wants to cry: "I want to be superior, but..."

Think of Yan family now bleak scenery, Yan Jin how also can't lift gas.

People follow Longwei into the hotel.

They have extraordinary bearing, especially Long Wei, who is the leader. No matter where he is, he is a noble image, who is inferior to him.

"Wei, here..." Yan Jin catches up from behind.

By Ni feng'an some advice, now he swagger, face happy to Longwei point a head, no longer before that kind of flattering look.

"Yan Jin, why did you come here? Other experts have already arrived. You are the latest!"

"I really think of myself as a dish. Is it not enough for an auction to give you 100000 yuan?"

"If you don't want to earn this money, get out of here and don't waste my time!"

Just as the crowd entered the hall, an anxious curse came out, followed by a fat middle-aged man with glasses.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry into the room. If you delay my business, I won't interrupt you!"

"Mr. Zhang, I..." Yan Jin looks ugly and wants to explain.

"I'll give you a million dollars and apologize to Yan Jin." Long Wei gives Dong Fei a wink, and then goes to Mr. Zhang.

Dong Fei quickly took out his checkbook, wrote down a million, handed it to Mr. Zhang, and sneered, "either accept money and apologize, or I'll beat you to death. You can choose by yourself."

"I..." Mr. Zhang helped his eyes on the bridge of his nose. Then he reflected and glanced at the check on Dong Fei's hand. He was angry and said, "who are you? I really think Zhang Lin has never seen the world?"

"Just a million dollars to make me bow down and get out of the way!"

Long Wei calmly smile: "one million is not enough, then two million?"

Dong Fei wrote down a check of two million yuan again, sneering and threatening: "you should be aware of current affairs, not insatiable."

"Hiss!" Zhang always stares at the check on Dong Fei's hand. He is a little excited. He just doesn't know whether the boy's check is true or false. If it's false, won't he lose a lot?

"Don't worry, the checks issued by the army can be cashed all over the country." Dong Fei sees the doubt in Zhang Zong's heart and disdains to say.

"The army..." On hearing this, Zhang Zong was startled and looked at Yan Jin again. His eyes became cautious.

Difficult to stir throat, Zhang always face smile: "brother Yan, you still have such rich relatives?"

"This is my nephew." Yan Jin recovered from the shock. If he had only two million yuan before, he would never have seen it. But now, two million yuan is a huge sum of money for the Yan family.

Enough for the whole family to eat and drink for five years!

"So..." Mr. Zhang pretended to be surprised at Long Wei, and then looked at Yan Jin apologetically, "brother Yan, I'm really sorry just now. You know I work for others, too. I'm in a hurry. You have to bear with me."

Yan Jin glanced at the check on Dong Fei's hand, blushing and waving: "forget it, since everyone is waiting for me, let's hurry in."

Long Wei coldly glanced at Zhang Zong and said in a cold voice, "you can roll."

With these words, Long Wei takes Yan Jin and others into the hotel, and just takes advantage of the auction to get in touch with the dignitaries of Tiandu.

"Get out of here!" Dong Fei threw the check on Zhang Zong's face and left with a sneer.

"Yes, I'll go away." President Zhang happily picked up the check on the ground, not only without any shame, but also with a smile on his face. Before he left, he also raised his check to the public.

An apology for two million, blood!

Yan Jin looked back at Zhang Zong, unwilling.

Why can this dog get two million with an apology? Isn't that a good profit?

"Master Yan, what are you looking at? Let's go." Walking in front of Ni Fengan, looking back at Yan Jin.

"It's coming, it's coming." Yan Jin came back, quickly followed, and asked in a low voice, "steward Ni, I know Xiaowei's status is noble, but I can't spend money so lavishly. That Zhang earns two million so easily?"

"Uncle, are you short of money?" Long Wei looked back at Yan Jin and said, "how much do you want to tell Dong Fei? For me, money is just a string of numbers."

That said, Longwei continued to march forward.

"Young master Yan, Long Wei wants to tell you that no one can bully the Yan Family with him. We don't care about the villains like General Manager Zhang. We just give some money to send them away."

Ni Fengan explained earnestly: "from now on, you can stand up and look up, and no one should be afraid."

"Always remember that your nephew is the unparalleled master of the western world. He is responsible for the collapse of the sky. Your identity is far more noble than the holy family!"

"Well, all right." Yan Jin stares at Long Wei's back. He never thinks that his nephew is still alive.What's most gratifying to him is that the boy is very emotional and doesn't despise them because of the decline of the Yan family.

He even tried every means to protect the Yan family.

Thinking of this, Yan Jin couldn't help feeling red in front of her eyes and said, "I haven't seen you for more than 20 years. Xiaowei has become a giant of Optimus. Even my uncle has to be touched by him."

At this time, Yan Jin completely figured out, the whole person changed, energetic he had the style of young master of Yan family.

Soon, people came to the auction hall.

It's full of lights and seats.

Obviously, today's auction will be a grand one. All of them are officials, dignitaries and celebrities from Tiandu city.

At the front of the hall was a red carpet VIP seat, on which sat four well-dressed men, all in their 40s and 50s.

"Mr. long, I'm going to blow them down." Dong Fei said that he was going to drive people forward.

"No need." Long Wei waved his hand, "I'll just have a look."

Long Wei saw that there was still room in the back and went straight.

The others saw this and quickly followed.

After coming in, Long Wei deliberately restrained his evil spirit, so people didn't pay much attention to this strange man.

The auction has been going on for some time.

"Gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, the next auction is a piece of eight trigrams astrology disk, which is too old to study."

"It was a foreigner who got it from our country by chance. He gave up his love for the sake of friendship between the two countries."

The auctioneer, a chubby, smiling middle-aged man, pointed to the blonde foreigner at the front.

Soon, Miss Li took an exquisite tray to the exhibition stand, on which was a rusty bronze plate.

through the rust, you can see that there are figures similar to eight trigrams on it, and there is a circular dark groove in it, which is full of ancient flavor under the light.