A treasure-appraisal maniac

After talking about business, Zhang Luo Lufei, the third elder, stayed for lunch.

Lu Fei didn't want to spend another minute with these three old guys who were about to become sperms, so he found an excuse to say goodbye.

In the living room, Kong Jiaqi and Guan Haishan were sweating profusely as they listened to the noisy and laughing in the study.

Now that Wang Zhenbang was smiling and sending Lu Fei out in person, Guan Haishan and Guan Haishan were finally relieved.

"Smelly bastard, how are you? Nothing went wrong, right?" Kong Jiaqi asked nervously.

"What could go wrong?"

"We are very good, but you are too worried."

"At this juncture, I promise your master to donate the Su Ma Li Qing and Hu Tou Zhan golden spears, indicating that they should be hidden in your old book."

"You have to watch out for me. You can lend it to anyone. If you dare to lend it to your senior brother's old story, we will never have any contact with each other until death." Lu Fei said.

Lu Fei called himself Lao Guanjun. Guan Haishan felt comfortable hearing that call, and came over to give Lu Fei a big bear hug, shouting excitedly.

"Tatters fly!"

"Damn you, you are so interesting."

"roll!"

Lu Fei and the two young men brought Guan Haishan to Baihua Bank.

Carrying out the donated items, Guan Haishan looked at them one by one.

After confirming that it was correct, Guan Haishan showed Lu Fei the acceptance procedures, and the things were officially handed over.

Baihua Bank was then responsible for helping escort them to the Hong Kong Island Military Region.

Lu Fei offered twenty bags of tea and asked the two young men to go back first while he prepared to trade with Long Yun.

Long Yun's identity is not simple, and the power behind him should not even lose to the Wade family.

You have to be extra cautious when dealing with such a person. Lu Fei doesn't want the two young men to get involved.

The two young men left. Before Lu Fei could call Long Yun, Carter's call came in first.

Lu Fei's passport is ready, and Carter is ready to send it to Lu Fei.

After asking, Carter was not far away, so Lu Fei simply waited at the entrance of Baihua Bank.

After waiting for a few minutes, Carter still hasn't come.

A black Bentley Mulsanne parked next to Lu Fei.

The passenger door opened, and a guy that Lu Fei hated came out.

The eldest son of the Jiang family in Tiandu City is Jiang Mingzhe.

Lu Fei gave Jiang Mingzhe a cold look and said lightly.

"Young Master Jiang pursued you to Hong Kong Island. Do you want revenge or is your skin itchy again?"

What surprised Lu Fei a little was that at Chen Yunfei's birthday party last time, Jiang Mingzhe's group was as miserable as a bereaved dog.

But standing in front of Lu Fei again today, Jiang Mingzhe was confident and fearless.

"Lu Fei, don't be arrogant, I am not afraid of you."

"What happened last time, I will get back the situation sooner or later."

"However, I am not here to fight with you today. I want to introduce you to a business deal."

"You, introduce business to me?" Lu Fei asked doubtfully.

"Yes, let me introduce you to a boss first."

Jiang Mingzhe said, opening the back seat door of the Bentley, and a white foreigner stepped out of the car.

The foreigner looked to be in his early fifties, less than 1.8 meters tall, but with a rather large belly. He had deep eye sockets, blue eyes, and yellow and white hair on the top of his head, sparsely distributed on both sides.

The fist-sized saline-alkali land in the middle is barren of grass.

The foreigner is wearing brand-name clothes, has a shy belly and pouted lips, and is full of style.

"Lu Fei, this is the U.S. Consulate in Hong Kong Island, Deputy Consul Mr. Marcus."

"Mr. Marcus paid attention to the treasure fighting conference yesterday and was very interested in your Bailong bed."

"Mr. Marcus is willing to pay a high price of 80 million to buy your Bailong bed. Do you have any objection?" Jiang Mingzhe said with a smile.

"hehe!"

"Young Master Jiang is so generous!"

"The referee valued the Bailong bed at 6 billion for me, but you only gave it 80 million. Did you go out without taking your medicine, or did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"Are you okay?" Lu Fei sneered.

“A valuation is a valuation and a value is a value.”

“It’s estimated at one trillion yuan, what’s the use of it if no one buys it?”

"Mr. Marcus is willing to pay 80 million to buy it today. He is very sincere."

"This is your opportunity, you must seize it!" Jiang Mingzhe said.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for your kindness. I won't sell the Bailong bed. You can get out." Lu Fei said.

"Lu Fei, the person standing in front of you is the Vice Consul of the United States."

"It's your good fortune that Mr. Marcus likes your things."

"Others want to get the chance to get close to Mr. Marcus, but they still can't."

"Don't be ignorant of flattery." Jiang Mingzhe said.

Lu Fei sneered.

"Jiang Mingzhe, I thought you were just a dandy, but I didn't expect you to be a bitch who admires foreign things."

"I tell you, even if my things are smashed and burned, they will not be sold to Baipi."

"Don't say 80 million, even 800 billion won't be enough."

"While I'm in a good mood today, get out of here."

"Don't force me to teach you how to be a good person."

Lu Fei didn't give him any face, but instead called Marcus a white-skinned man.

Not only was Jiang Mingzhe not angry, but he was secretly happy.

Marcus watched the live broadcast of the Baobao Conference yesterday and was shocked when he saw Bailongtang appear.

If you take back this big bed and give it to that gentleman as a birthday present, he will definitely like it very much.

Having made up his mind, Marcus immediately contacted his friend Jiang Hongyang in China.

Jiang Hongyang was on a business trip in Europe and arranged for his son, who happened to be in Hong Kong Island, to be introduced to him as a pimp.

Jiang Hongyang instigated his son to find Kong Fanlong

After discussing, Jiang Mingzhe happened to see Lu Fei when he was passing by here just now.

Seeing Lu Fei, Jiang Mingzhe was so angry that his teeth itched with hatred. He had an idea and decided to use Marcus's identity to deal with Lu Fei.

Marcus didn't offer a price at all. The price of 80 million was Jiang Mingzhe's intention to disgust Lu Fei.

The purpose is to anger Lu Fei and make Lu Fei angry with Marcus.

As long as Marcus is unhappy, it won't be easy to deal with Lu Fei on Hong Kong Island.

This is simply a perfect plan to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Now that Lu Fei is calling Marcus stupid, Jiang Mingzhe is extremely excited.

Jiang Mingzhe said to himself, keep scolding, the more unpleasant the better, don't give me face.

Marcus, Lu Fei called you a fool, why don't you give me some reaction?

Reaction is a must.

Marcus’s Chinese language was average, but he could still understand the word Baipi. Marcus was not happy at that time.

He said with a stern face in broken Chinese dialect.

"Sir, you don't have any hair. I think you owe me everything."

"Shutup!"

"You have found the wrong person to bully others."

"No matter how much money I have, I won't sell it to you."

"Get out!"

Lu Feibiao spoke fluent English. Now Jiang Mingzhe was completely confused, and Marcus' face became even more ugly.

"Sir, I'm looking to buy something from you. It's up to you whether to sell it or not."

"But your tone makes me very angry."

"So, you must apologize to me."

"This is Hong Kong Island. No matter how powerful you are in mainland China, but here, I am sure to make you look ugly."

"Stop doing this with me."

"Hong Kong Island is also China. You can do whatever you want, just come over."

"I want to see how ugly you can make me look."