The Wanton Life of Urban Gods

　　After he finished speaking, Lin Fan took the enamel-colored Xinglin Chunyan bowl on the table and walked straight out of the Porcelain Pavilion.

　　After punching the black-hearted boss in the face, it even made the other party stunned. Lin Fan felt so happy. Five words floated from the sky. This feeling is even more exciting!

　　After walking out of the Porcelain Pavilion, Lin Fan was about to take a taxi to leave the Panjiayuan Flea Market, but found that there was a small tail in the back.

　　After walking all the way, he was ready to leave the market. Seeing that the little tail was still following him, Lin Fan turned around speechlessly and said to Feng Timo, who had been following him:

　　"Sister, what's the matter with you? You don't broadcast live, don't shout 666, why are you always following me? Do you want a gift? Is a thousand super rockets enough?"

　　Today at the Panjiayuan Market, Lin Fan first harvested two pieces of glass-type imperial green jadeite, which weighed several kilograms. Money, he really didn't care.

　　Besides, Feng Timo was in the Porcelain Pavilion just now, as a salted fish on the sidelines, shouting 666, making shocked expressions and other actions, it is still very good, it is time to give some gifts, as the so-called hard work...

　　(The author firmly believes that no matter how awesome the readers are, there is always a need for an author who can shout 666 and the reader’s father is awesome, so can you send flowers, comments, and some rewards? Hey!)

【 Miss's Red Moe House 】 2 9 8 3 1 6 3 5 4

Chapter [-] Open a room with Feng Timo! (For flowers! For evaluation! For everything!)

　　Feng Timo, who had been following Lin Fan all the time, was originally out of curiosity. When he heard him say one thousand super rockets, he was immediately stunned.

　　A thousand super rockets?

　　Thousands of super rockets?

　　Send a super rocket?

　　Hiss, is it really good to drop two million casually?

　　The confused Feng Timo looked at Lin Fan and said, "Huh?"

　　"..." Lin Fan

　　He complained just now that Feng Timo didn't go to the live broadcast to shout 嘤嘤嘤, 666, that's just a joke!

　　Who would have thought that Feng Timo did the opposite and really shouted, which made him a little embarrassed. How to solve this situation?Online waiting, very urgent!

　　"Hey!" Lin Fan sighed faintly, turned around and said, "If you like to follow, then follow!"

　　He doesn't care about the fact that he has an extra little tail, he just needs more. Anyway, he's not the flowery type. Feng Timo, a cute, youthful and lively girl, can be a little tail and seductive. of!

　　After leaving the Panjiayuan Flea Market, Lin Fan took Feng Timo to the NOBUBeijing restaurant in Chaoyang District, the imperial capital, where they had a meal, and then checked into the Marriott Hotel Presidential Suite.

　　For Lin Fan and Feng Timo walking together, and even wandering around the imperial capital with enamel colored apricot Lin Chunyan bowls worth over [-] million, the audience in the live broadcast room were all drunk.

　　These two are really big!

　　Although it is said that the domestic security is very good, but this Qing Qianlong imperial enamel color apricot forest spring swallow bowl is a rare treasure, worth at least [-] million, so I take it with me in such a grand manner, is it really not afraid of accidents?

　　It was not until Lin Fan and Feng Timo moved into the presidential suite that the audience in the live broadcast room let go of their hearts.

　　For the audience, Lin Fan and Feng Timo both had good food and drink, but they were heartbroken by it!

　　So much so that Feng Timo's fans have forgotten, or rather missed, the reality that his female anchor and goddess actually opened a room with a man they met for the first time...

　　"Huh, these two grandfathers with great treasures have finally returned to the hotel, and we can finally feel at ease!"

　　"Do you think we are being cheap? No one's masters are worried. What do we, the melon eaters, worry about?"

　　"If you say that, I'm not happy! I care about national treasures and the rare cultural relics of our country, understand?"

　　"It's amazing, my brother, this can be broken by you!"

　　……

　　Lin Fan and Feng Timo sat on the sofa opposite each other, pointed to the master bedroom and the second bedroom of the presidential suite and said, "I sleep in the master bedroom, you sleep in the second bedroom, understand? Also, I warn you, don't make small moves at night. ~ Do it, or you will be responsible for the consequences!"

　　After playing all day today, Lin Fan was a little tired, so he rested first, but after all, this has a small tail. It is necessary to make it clear what should be said, so as to avoid any accident, it would be bad. .

　　Recently, the weather has been dry and things have been dry, and the thunder has stirred up the fire.

　　Hearing what he said, Feng Timo's face suddenly turned red. He was a girl and a female anchor with millions of fans. He was warned by a man not to make small moves at night.

　　This is simply, bullying!

　　No, this should be called looking down on people!

　　"嘤嘤嘤!" Since Lin Fan complained in Panjiayuan today, Feng Timo has fallen in love with 嘤嘤嘤, and he will say it from time to time, which is a thief.

　　Hearing her babble, Lin Fan almost couldn't hold back the urge to punch and squeak.

　　嘤嘤嘤, 嘤you...you just like it!

　　Feng Timo sat on the sofa and watched Lin Fan walk into the master bedroom, his eyes were rolling, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　Obviously, she didn't seem to take Lin Fan's warning to heart...

　　(The author firmly believes that no matter how awesome the readers are, there is always a need for an author who can shout 666 and the reader’s father is awesome, so can you send flowers, comments, and some rewards? Hey!)

【 Miss's Red Moe House 】 2 9 8 3 1 6 3 5 4

Chapter [-] Trouble at your door! (For flowers! For evaluation! For everything!)

　　The next day, in the Presidential Suite of the Marriott Hotel, Lin Fan came out of the master bedroom Shi Shiran, looked at Feng Timo, who was sitting on the sofa with a black face, and said with a smile, "Morning!"

　　"Humph!"

　　The only thing that responded to him was Feng Timo's cold snort.

　　When he was going to bed last night, Feng Timo planned to give Lin Fan a good look to make him look down on himself!

　　But the moment Lin Fan opened the door, she realized that Ciao, this handsome, rich, and handsome little brother actually locked the door inside!

　　Lock the door!Can you believe such an operation?

　　Feng Timo was very angry at this door locking operation. Although he is a little shorter and his balloon is a little smaller, brother, do you want to be like a wolf-proof person?

　　Bullying yourself, such a beautiful girl, won't your conscience hurt?

　　Seeing Feng Timo's face was filled with the words "unhappy", the corners of Lin Fan's mouth were slightly raised. Last night, when she was sneaking outside the door trying to do something, Lin Fan hadn't fallen asleep, so he was very concerned about what happened. Everything about her, that is clear, of course she knows why she is so upset...

　　"Cough, go to breakfast, can you go? If you don't go, then go hungry first!"

　　Regarding Feng Timo, Lin Fan treated her with the attitude of a straight man of steel.

　　After seeing him finish speaking, he really opened the door and left, Feng Timo was so angry that he almost exploded.

　　Hey, little brother, although you are handsome and even rich, but you don't follow the basic law of getting along with girls, is it really okay?

　　Don't you worry, are you destined to be alone for a lifetime?

　　Just when she was about to follow up, she found that Lin Fan had actually stopped, a smile appeared on his face and said, "Hey, if you have a conscience, you still know how to wait for me..."

　　Before Feng Timo finished speaking, he saw that there were a few more people in front of Lin Fan. It was because of these people that they blocked his footsteps. Otherwise, Lin Fan would have already walked away by now. .

　　As for waiting?That doesn't exist at all!

　　Encountered in such an embarrassing situation, Feng Timo almost wanted to get under the table and be alone!

　　Lin Fan looked at the few people blocking his way, frowned and said, "What do you want to do? Can you please stay out of the way?"

　　Being blocked by someone this morning, even blocking the way to breakfast, made Lin Fan very unhappy.

　　People are iron, and rice is steel. If you don’t eat a meal, you will be very hungry, understand?

　　Hearing what Lin Fan said, the young man standing in front of him tilted his head slightly at a forty-five degree angle, so that his nostrils were facing Lin Fan, then took out a bank card from his pocket and said:

　　"Listen to Mr. Yang, you have an enamel bowl with apricot forest and spring swallows made in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, right? My grandfather will celebrate his [-]th birthday in two days. I want your enamel bowl! Three hundred million Chinese coins are enough. Right? If it's not enough, I can continue to increase the price, but I hope you can be more careful with your words and deeds!"

　　As the young man spoke, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. Obviously, what he said was to be cautious in words and deeds, that is, he was really trying to persuade Lin Fan to be cautious in his words and deeds. Chunyan bowl, sold for [-] million!

　　Lin Fan twitched the corners of his eyes when he heard what the guy who had his nostrils pointed at him and couldn't tug at him.Yesterday, after he refused to hand over the enamel-colored porcelain bowl to the state, he had a hunch that trouble would come when he arrived.

　　I just didn't expect that someone would come to the door after just one night. Really!

　　If this young man had a nicer voice, maybe Lin Fan would have considered the price of [-] million, but now, hehe!

　　"Your grandfather's [-]th birthday?" Lin Fan raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a sinister smile, and said word by word, "What does that have to do with me?"

　　"you--"

　　(The author firmly believes that no matter how awesome the readers are, there is always a need for an author who can shout 666 and the reader’s father is awesome, so can you send flowers, comments, and some rewards? Hey!)

【 Miss's Red Moe House 】 2 9 8 3 1 6 3 5 4

Chapter [-] I have a hundred ways to keep you from staying in the imperial capital! (For flowers! For evaluation! For everything!)

　　"Do you know what you are talking about? Do you know who our young master is?" The young man almost exploded with anger at Lin Fan's words.

　　"Ha!" Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "Who is he, and what does it have to do with me? I'm going to have breakfast, the good dog won't stand in the way, thank you!"

　　The entourage was not polite, and Lin Fan was not polite to him either. As for who the young man was, Lin Fan didn't care at all, whoever he loved, just don't stop himself from having breakfast!

　　Feng Timo, who was on the side, saw that the two groups of people were fighting with swords, and his face was wrinkled. He couldn't help but took out his mobile phone, as if he planned to call the police when things went bad.

　　The young man Tian Boguang took a deep breath and said with a dark face: "Boy, don't think you can do whatever you want with a little money, there are many things in this world that you don't know, and there are many people you can't afford to offend! If you don't sell me the enamel-colored Xinglin Chunyan bowl made in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, you won't be able to keep it!"

　　"Oh, I was just about to tell you this!"

　　In response to Tian Boguang's threat, Lin Fan counterattacked lightly, just like what this guy said, there are indeed many things in this world that some people are not clear about, just like the system that Lin Fan has.

　　This infinitely rewarding Shenhao system is something that science cannot explain...

　　Hearing Lin Fan's stubborn appearance, Tian Boguang felt a lot of pain. Now he finally knew why when he asked Yang Lao about this, Yang Lao would have such a strange expression.

　　It turned out that this kid Lin Fan was such an odd player!

　　Annoyed, Tian Boguang looked around the corridor and found that the camera was blocked. He looked at Lin Fan with a dark face, and said word by word, "If you don't hand over the bowl with the enamel color apricot forest and spring swallows, I will Tian Boguang, there are a hundred ways to keep you from staying in the imperial capital~ Go!"

　　Before that, Tian Boguang didn't want to use his power to overwhelm people, and he still wanted to buy Lin Fan's enamel-colored apricot forest and spring swallow bowls made in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty at the price of [-] million Huaxia coins.

　　But now, he felt that since Lin Fan was shameless for his face, and he didn't eat or drink for a toast, then there was no need to give the money, and he just asked Lin Fan to hand over the enamel bowl.

　　He doesn't believe it anymore, a mere second-generation rich man who doesn't know where he came from, can't deal with him, the prince of the imperial capital of the Four Nine Cities?

　　Feng Timo, who was behind Lin Fan, heard what Tian Boguang said, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help tugging at the tail of Lin Fan's clothes.