Chapter 281: Birthday Slap 3
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Reborn As the School Hunk’s Dearest Daughter
- Here Comes Souther
- 1364 characters
- 2021-03-03 11:48:11
Chapter 281 Shouyan Slap 3
Jiang Yan is talking.
She was wearing a white long skirt and the skin on the lining Shengxue. She walked over like she had seen a good friend. She greeted Fu Ting intimately, "What a coincidence, I met Miss Fu again. I'm with Lord Tire."
Fu Ting looked at her, looking away without any expression.
Su Xinmei, who was next to Jiang Yan, immediately curled her lips and said, "Yan Yan, what are you doing to this rude woman? Have you forgotten that she used to bully you with your brothers?"
"Don't say that, the previous things are all misunderstandings. The past is over. I won't take it to heart. I believe that Miss Fu has a large number of people and will not care about it." Jiang Yan's blushing lips outlined a gentle arc, laughing. The intention has not reached the bottom of the eye.
She has learned to be smart now, knowing that Fu Ting has the ability to make the four young masters of the Fu family circle around Fu Ting Tuan. If she can't listen to Fu Ting again, it will only make her difficult in the Fu family.
Besides, she now has a bargaining chip to gain a foothold in the Fu family, and Fu Ting will coax men again, but she can only marry to the Fu family. In the final analysis, she is just an outsider.
She didn't need to argue with Fu Ting, just live a comfortable life for herself.
Seeing this, the bald man couldn't help but said, "Miss, do you want to buy my ice cracked porcelain?"
Su Xinmei immediately exclaimed, "Wow, beautiful porcelain, Yan Yan, if you give this porcelain to Mrs. Fu, she will definitely be very happy!"
Jiang Yan lowered her eyes and glanced again, she was also very satisfied, but she also knew that she came first, so she told Fu politely, "Miss Fu, I want to buy this porcelain for my grandma as a birthday gift. If you don’t have any special needs, Can you let me?"
Fu Ting licked his red lips, his eyes flashed slyly, "But I also want to buy birthday gifts for my grandma, why should I give it to you?"
Su Xinmei curled her lips and whispered, "Who is your grandmother? Can you compare with Grandma Yan Yan? Grandma Yan Yan is Mrs. Fu, the main mistress of the Fu family. Your grandma is a bad old woman and deserves it. Is this thousand-year-old porcelain?"
"Xinmei!" Jiang Yan interrupted suddenly, "Don't say that, it was Ms. Fu that was the first to fancy it. If she doesn't let it go, there is nothing wrong with it!"
The bald man's eyes were shining, and the chicken thief smiled and said, "Since the two young ladies want it, it's better to be like this. The one with the higher price will get it. You can bid!"
Jiang Yan pursed her lips, her eyes filled with watery light, "Miss Fu has no opinion, right?"
"Yes." Fu Ting replied.
Jiang Yan said, "1.5 million..."
Fu Ting did not hesitate, "3 million."
She directly superimposed half of it, which shocked Jiang Yan and Su Xinmei. Although they knew that Fu Ting was a well-known writer, the writer didn't make much money. Can it stand Fu Ting's work?
Jiang Yan said generously this time, "Five million."
Fu Ting blinked, slowly, "Ten million."
Su Xinmei suddenly looked contemptuous, "Where did you get so much money? It wouldn't be..."
She hinted that the taste was very obvious and glanced at Cen Juan’s face, and the corners of her lips curled in a sneer arc, and the unclear sentence came, "Jiuye, with all due respect, Fu Pei and Fu Ting’s confession has been seen all over the world. The two of them used to be so ambiguous, but now they are entangled with you. Isn't this two boats? You really don't mind?"
Cen Qiong glanced at her indifferently, stared down at Fu Ting for a few seconds, and said leisurely, "Don't mind."
Su Xinmei, "..."
What is wrong with the three views?
Jiang Yan had experienced more three-way misconceptions before, and he was mature enough to face it normally.
just……
She glanced at the porcelain. All the belongings on her body totaled only 15 million. Just to buy a birthday gift for Mrs. Fu, is it really necessary to spend it all?
But for the big picture.
She had to grit her teeth, "15 million."
If Fu Ting had to fight with her, she would only have...
"I don't want it anymore." Fu Ting unexpectedly gave up.
Cen Tien, who was watching Fu listen to the performance, suddenly couldn't help it, don't turn your head and smile.
The little troublemaker is online.
Fu Ting's sudden abandonment made Jiang Yan a touch of surprise, but she did not delve into it.
The corner of Su Xinmei's mouth evokes a proud arc, "I know you can't afford it. If you can't afford it, don't charge it up!"
"Little girl, I told you, I'd better come to buy it from me, it's cheap, buy mine!" The little old man next door persevered in drawing to Fu Ting.
He picked up an old tan wooden box on the table and patted it. In an instant, several layers of ashes fell off. "Come and see me, it's really a baby. I promise you won't be disappointed."
Fu Ting only glanced at it and was fascinated, "This is?"
"I am this, but the top Xuande furnace!"
The little old man opened this old wooden box, revealing a small black stove inside, with a triumphant expression, "You don't know the goods, this thing is a treasure, and there is no one in the country!"
Fu Ting immediately took it and said, "I want, how much."
Su Xinmei snorted and laughed, "I said, you have been looking at a ragged item for a long time. This is something that beggars don't like. You just asked us for a price on purpose?"
Jiang Yan also looked surprised, "Miss Fu, are you sure you want to buy this? In fact, there are other better antiques around here, so there is no need to wrong yourself."
Fu Ting ignored them.
Cen Juan adjusted his cuffs, lowered his head slightly and asked, "Are you sure?"
"It's about this." Fu Ting replied, with a calm tone and a tight grip on his hands.
"Then a thousand..." The little old man was about to say ten million dollars, and at the eyes that Shang Cen tired swept over, he suffocated, "A thousand and a dime!"
In other words, one hundred yuan!
Fu Ting, "..."
She frowned, "Too little, are you sure?"
Although she is not very knowledgeable about antiques, she can also distinguish between precious and invaluable.
The little old man waved his hand, "It's one hundred yuan. Take it away if you want it. I haven't opened it for three months. The little girl begs you to give me a good start."
"..." Fu Ting finally bought it for money. She wanted to give more, but the little old man didn't want it, and was very angry. "I don't want to open a black shop. As much as I want, I am a man of integrity. Be a beggar for alms!"
Fu Ting: Okay.
Su Xinmei looked like a fool, Jiang Yan also shook his head speechlessly, and the two of them didn't stay much, turned and left.
After buying his favorite antique, Fu Ting still thought the little old man was very strange. After walking a long way out of the antique city, he whispered to Cen Tien, "The boss is so strange, he knows that this stove is very expensive, why would he still want to Sell me a hundred dollars."
The Antique City was negotiated in accordance with the transaction between the two parties. For the first time, Fu Ting encountered someone who was unwilling to sell at a high price.
"Really?" Cen Juan pulled his lips, chuckled, and said with a deep sense of merit and fame, "like my brother, I think my sister is so cute, but loves cute, so I want to be nice to my sister."
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