After the Group Pet, the Ancestor’s Vest Went Crazy

After half an hour, Yun Ling arrived at a place called'Lanxiangju'.

This is a Chinese-style high-end clubhouse, which only entertains domestic guests. Those who can enter this clubhouse are either rich or noble.

The minimum standard for membership: 6.66 million dues must be paid annually.

Rather than saying that this is a place for drinking tea and talking about business, it is better to say that it is a place for upper class antique tasting and trading.

Each of the antiques here has a great background, and each piece is of great value.

Every month, the owner of Lanxiangju provides antiques for everyone to appreciate, or the guests of Lanxiangju provide them by themselves.

The bosses admired antiques while chatting about business, and over time, they formed a unique high-end pastime for Lanxiangju.

Here are the most prominent figures in Haicheng, and many first-hand news from the business community are often inquired here.

Many seniors have sharpened their heads and want to come in, but unfortunately they are not qualified.

It can be said that Lanxiangju is a very special existence in Haicheng.

However, the owner of Lan Xiangju has always been very low-key and has never shown his face in front of outsiders.

When Yun Ling threw the broken bicycle at the gate and strode into Lanxiangju, General Manager Yun Tan rushed over immediately.

The general manager is in his twenties, he has a fiery figure, has a high ponytail, a black leather jacket, tight leather pants, and heavy makeup. The royal sister is full, cold and charming.

But even if her aura was so strong, standing in front of the 18-year-old Yun Ling, she was respectful, and her aura was instantly weakened by half.

Yun Tan didn't say much nonsense, and after bowing to Yun Ling, he led the way.

This time Yuntan invited Yun Ling over because a waiter in the shop accidentally spilled tea on a calligraphy and painting of a boss surnamed Liu while serving tea.

This calligraphy and painting was made by a well-known poet and painter during the Huang Dynasty period. The name is "Wang Qiu Mountain". The current market value of this painting is 80 million.

It can be said that the wait staff with a monthly salary of only a few thousand has really caused a lot of trouble this time.

The two came to the door of the 666 private room, and the waiter immediately and respectfully pushed open the heavy bilateral door.

At the eye, is the antique hall.

The interior is very spacious. The furniture inside is all made of fine golden nanmu. Any piece of furniture is worth millions of dollars and is a properly antique.

The people sitting inside are also very valuable, starting with at least a billion digits.

When the door opened, Yun Ling happened to see a man with a big belly and kicked a waiter fiercely.

The waiter hugged his head and curled up, letting him be beaten by Mr. Liu.

The man kicked the ground very hard with every kick, and the waiter was so painful that his face was pale, but he did not dare to squeak.

"Do you know how much this calligraphy and painting cost? This is the original work of Yun Tingzhi, a famous painter in the Huang Dynasty! A proper treasure! Do you know how much money I spent on auctioning this painting? 80 million! You TM broke me How to accompany his painting?"

The man kicked and scolded, as if he was about to kick the waiter to death.

Yun Ling strode in, and Yun Tan followed closely, with a look in his eyes, knowing that his ancestor did not want to reveal his identity at this moment.

So as the general manager, Yun Tan stepped forward and came to Mr. Liu: "This is the restorer we invited. The name is Yun Ling. She can fix the painting. You should stop first, and you are not allowed to shop with me. The employees here punched and kicked!"

Mr. Liu's face was dark, his eyelids lifted, and after his eyes fell on Yun Ling, he looked up and down. He was even more annoyed when he saw that the other party was young and immature in appearance:

"What's the situation with you Lanxiangju? You don't know that I am a famous painting? Is it an orphan? You just ask a cat or dog to fool me?

I warn you, this painting was soiled by your waiter, so you have to accompany you in the shop!

Or, accompany me with a painting exactly like the original one! If my painting can't return to its original appearance, this waiter, I must abandon his hand! And your broken shop, I must have smashed it!

Or, give me 800 million yuan in compensation for ten times the price, which I can barely turn over! "

Mr. Liu first whitened Yunling's eyes, then pointed to Yuntan's nose and babbled endlessly. After that, the lion spoke loudly.

This attitude is not sincere at first sight, just want to make use of the problem!

Yun Tan was already angry, and now this greasy man who knew nothing about life and death dared to be wild in front of his ancestors, so uttering wild words, it really made her intolerable!

Without even thinking about it, Yun Tan strode up, raised his hand and threw it towards President Liu's face.

With a ‘pop’, he made a heavy move and directly blushed Mr. Liu’s pig face.

Mr. Liu covered his face, annoyed and surprised: "You, a little manager, dare to beat Lao Tzu? You want to die?"

Yun Tan's momentum overwhelmed him, his hands fisted, and his sharp eyes stared at him: "Liu Yugang, what kind of site is Lanxiangju? It's your turn to be wild? I tell you, even if you are a dragon, you are Lanxiangju. You have to hold it! You are a tiger, and you have to lie down here for me!"

"YouTM..." Mr. Liu jumped his feet so angry, he raised his hand and wanted to teach Yuntan a lesson.

Yun Tan's complexion was calm, holding his trotters, and looking at Yun Ling.

Yun Ling handed her a calm look, and passed the voice to her: Don't worry about it, I'll take it if something happens!

Yuntan raised the corners of his lips, and Chong Yunling nodded slightly.

Immediately after Mr. Liu shook his hand, he lifted his foot and kicked him into his arms, kicking the person away directly, and then grabbed his pig’s ears and knocked his pig’s head against the wall. Several times.

Mr. Liu was beaten up, and he didn’t even have the power to fight back. The pain was so painful that he yelled, and immediately raised his hand to surrender: "Oh, oh, forgive me, forgive me. I don't know Mount Tai."

Yun Tan sneered, and pressed Mr. Liu's head to make him kneel and face Yun Ling.

Yun Ling stood upright, copying his pockets with both hands, staring coldly at the ant-like person in front of him: "I am a restorer, the painting can definitely be repaired, but after the repair is completed, you should apologize and don’t want to run away, not only with me. , And the manager, I have to apologize to the waiter!"

"Yun Ling meant what I meant! After apologizing, you have to expel you from membership. Did you hear that?" Yun Tan pulled President Liu's ears red and swollen.

President Liu was so miserable, he immediately admitted: "I heard it, I heard it."

On the surface, he was subdued, but in his heart he was thinking that the hero would not suffer the immediate loss. When he left this Lanxiangju, he would have to find someone to interrupt the manager's leg and beat the restorer!

After President Liu nodded frantically, a low voice came from the door: "Yun Ling?"

At the entrance of the private room, the man strode in, dressed in a suit and leather collar, with great temperament, with one-handed pockets and a shady face.

The people in the private room heard the sound and stood up one by one, including Mr. Liu who was kneeling down by Yun Tan, struggling to get up to greet him.

The crowd was respectful and respectful, as if welcoming the king, their expressions instantly became solemn.

The person here is not someone else, but Qin Yanxi, the third youngest of the Qin family.

He was drinking tea with people in the 888 private room next door. Hearing the noise here, someone called the name ‘Yun Ling’, he came over and took a look curiously.

When he walked in, his eyes fell on Yun Ling, and when he saw that it was her, he suddenly raised his brows, unbelievable.

"Yun Ling, why are you here?" Qin Yanxi asked in a deep voice.

Before Yun Ling could speak, Mr. Liu and the others joined together, and said in doubt: "Qin Sanshao...Do you know this kid?"

Especially Mr. Liu was so nervous that there was a vibrato.

If this kid really knew Qin Sanshao, and he wanted to avenge this stinky kid when he turned around, would Qin Yanxi come forward to stop him?