"Wang Hua!"
"Xu Heng!"
"Ma Dongliang!"
"You people are all in the antique collection circle. The people in your family are all in the antique collection circle."
"I believe that you people or older generations like you are all good at it. I am curious if your second and third generations are more capable than you. If their skills are better than you, then Is it comparable to me?"
"If they are more powerful than me, there is nothing to say, you can do whatever you want here today, but if your second and third generations are not as good as me, no matter what you want to do, you must You have to think carefully about whether the consequences are something you can afford, and don’t let anything happen at that time.
Song Yun's words were very calm, even very light and flirty, but Wang Hua, Xu Heng, Ma Dongliang, including Zhao Qiang, all looked as pale as gray.
Wang Hua, Xu Heng, Ma Dongliang, and Zhao Qiang are all in the antique collection circle to make money. Their second and third generations are all in the antique circle, and none of them do anything else.
"Song Yun!"
"What do you want to do?"
"I have to warn you, if you do anything, don't blame me for being polite!"
First, Zhao Qiang couldn't help but point to Song Yun in a fit of anger, roaring like a wounded beast.
"What do I want to do? I haven't done anything now, but if you come here today to make trouble, or if you are hiding behind you from today to play some tricks, it is not necessarily true. You know very well that I have This kind of ability, this kind of ability, this kind of money, and this kind of network, your second-generation and third-generation, if you want to make money in the antique collection circle, then I’m a human being with my tail clipped. They’re really not my opponents. To put it straight, they’re not even worthy of lifting shoes for me. I really don’t understand why you old fried dough sticks don’t even understand this point. Come to deal with me, are you really not afraid that after you stare at it, future generations will not even be able to eat?"
Song Yun had no expression on his face, turned his head to look at Zhao Qiang who was thunderous.
Zhao Qiang was shaking with anger and pointed at Song Yun. He wanted to say something but he dared not say anything.
The same is true for Wang Hua, Xu Heng and Ma Dongliang. Today I came to Zhenbao Pavilion because I really wanted to find trouble. The antique market here is developing too fast and very prosperous. It is undoubtedly the best place to make money, but because The relationship between Song Yun and Sun Mengyan had to leave. He watched the money appear in front of him but couldn't make any money, and his heart was so angry. Today Zhang Wenhua said that he would follow him immediately when he came here. He didn't expect to encounter something like this, especially It was Song Yun's threat like this that made them frightened.
Wang Hua, Xu Heng, and Ma Dongliang are not particularly afraid of Song Yun. After decades of rolling in this circle, all kinds of people have seen them, and they have encountered all kinds of things. It’s commonplace for people who don’t do business honestly, but they know very well that although their sons and grandsons are eating together in the antique collection circle, the business is doing very well, but if they are worse than the enchanting people like Song Yun It’s too far away, not to mention that there are awesome people like Sun Mengyan, Tang Miaomiao, and Shen Xue. If you really offend Song Yun, when these people are still alive, there is really no problem and they can still support it. Able to hold it, but once he dies, absolutely no one can hold Song Yun and Sun Mengyan's methods.
"Song Yun!"
"Don't be foolish!"
"We people are still alive now, what are you really doing, don't blame us for fighting with you!"
Ma Dongliang stepped forward and stood directly in front of Song Yun, raised his head and pointed at Song Yun's nose.
"If I were you, put this hand down, otherwise I really don't know what will happen."
"If you understand my situation, you will know that I have worked on a construction site. For me, fights do not happen very often, but I have not participated in any less. You should know that I am still relatively young and angry. It’s relatively prosperous. If it really annoys me and beats you hard, it will be more troublesome. At the same time, you should know that I have money. Even if you lie in the hospital for the rest of your life, I can afford it."
Song Yun pointed to Ma Dongliang's finger.
Ma Dongliang was startled, and immediately put his hand down. The scene was very embarrassing, but he was really afraid that Song Yun would really beat himself up, and the beating was absolutely in vain.
"Zhang Wenhua!"
"I don't know what your thoughts on what I just said?"
"If you have any thoughts, you are welcome to tell me, or tell me your decision."
Song Yun looked at Zhang Wenhua again, his tone was still very calm, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.
Zhang Ping stood by and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it. Song Yun's words were very arrogant. He didn't put himself and his grandfather Zhang Wenhua including Zhao Qiang in his eyes, and directly threatened face to face. I was very angry and wanted to do something, but I didn’t know what to do, or I didn’t dare to do it. A few days ago, I went to Song Yun’s Treasure Pavilion and got beaten in the face. Every time I saw Song Yun felt a little scared in his heart.
Zhang Wenhua did not expect that Song Yun would threaten himself with this incident, but this is indeed where his seven inches lies. Song Yun is very troublesome and is not so easy to deal with, but he believes that as long as he is still alive, there is no good problem, but the key to the problem I really don’t have many years to live. My son has made money in the antique collection circle and opened an antique shop. The business is good, but his ability in antique appraisal, including dealing with people, etc., is not very good, all on his own. Face-saving, his grandson Zhang Ping’s ability to appraise antiques is very good. He has been recognized by people in the circle. He is definitely a first-class master. But if compared with Song Yun, the difference is not a little bit. A gourd bottle is enough. Enough to see the gap, not to mention all kinds of experience, Song Yun is now in the antique collection circle with his own ability to create a world, and it is a big world, his grandson Zhang Ping has just made his debut. The individual's poor level is a little far away. If he really died, neither his son nor grandson Zhang Ping would be Song Yun's opponent, and he would not even be able to sustain it for a year.
Zhang Wenhua looked at Zhao Qiang next to him and then at Wang Hua, Xu Heng and Ma Dongliang. The expressions on everyone's faces were very gloomy, and they were very frightened and afraid.
Zhang Wenhua sighed in his heart, very helpless. In the final analysis, the second and third generations of some people like him are not competitive. If there are awesome characters, if they are better than Song Yun, even if they are not much worse than Song Yun. , Today, people like myself can stand up straight here.
"Song Yun!"
"We are here today to simply celebrate the opening of the Treasure Pavilion. This is a major event in our antique collection circle. We have to witness it with our own eyes. After we go back, we will have dinner with friends in the antique collection circle. Only to be able to brag."
Zhang Wenhua talked and looked around. The crowd was full of friends. He didn't know why. Suddenly he felt very sad. He had been in the antique collection circle for a lifetime. He knew that if his antique shop opened, there would never be such a thing. Many people came to participate, and the saddest thing is that the second and third generations of these people are too bad. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves forward, but the descendants in my own family are really not enough.
"We still have something to deal with right away. Boss Song is really embarrassed. We have to leave and hurry up."
Zhang Wenhua gritted his teeth, lowered his head, turned and walked out.
