God Level Golden Eye

Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao, and Shen Xue returned to the hotel. After all, Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng were already very old, and they had returned to their rooms to rest. The three of them were sitting on the sofa drinking tea and chatting.

"What do you think of what Jiang Guangming said?"

Tang Miaomiao was talking while drinking tea. During the meal, Jiang Guangming had already sent out an invitation. It was a certain thing to participate. The key to the question was what kind of attitude he would use to participate tomorrow.

"There is nothing to say about this kind of thing, right?"

"As long as we think it is a good antique, then buy it."

Shen Xue didn't even think about it. Her idea was simple, that is, if you really come across a good antique, you have to buy it. There is nothing to be polite.

Song Yun nodded, his view was the same as that of Shen Xue, there is really nothing polite about picking up antiques, and he can't get along with money.

Song Yun knew what Tang Miaomiao was worried about. After all, it's not a good thing to be a guest from afar, and arrogant guests.

"Alright alright!"

"What you said is not wrong. We just don't care about everything. Anyway, we are just here as guests. There is no reason not to buy something good. Needless to say, Jiang Guangming always doesn't believe in your ability and speaks. Although he was very polite at the time, if you just listened to it, you would find that there was a hint of suspicion in his tone."

"Since this is the case, then we have to give him a good look!"

Tang Miaomiao remembered the situation during the meal just now. Although Jiang Guangming was very polite and thoughtful, it was only because of the face of Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng’s old friends. Although Song Yun’s ability had already been heard. I said it, but I don’t think I’m particularly convinced. It’s the best way to prove my strength by showing my hand hard and picking up a few antiques.

Song Yun laughed. He actually had certain thoughts in his heart that he was thinking about this matter. Although Jiang Guangming did not say anything famously, he could still feel it. He was not angry or not angry at this point. I know very well that I want to gain the trust or admiration of others. The important point is of course to show my strength. Jiang Guangming, an old fritters like Jiang Guangming who has been in the antique collection circle for a lifetime, no matter what he is facing, They all have a very distinctive feature, that is, seeing is believing. Others are so utterly unbelievable that they don’t believe it at all. Without such a personality, in an environment like antique collection, they would have been chewed on bones by others. Don't come down-the antique collection world looks gentle on the surface, like a literati's arena, as if chanting poetry all day long, but the invisible places are full of blood and blood.

"It seems that we have to prepare for a face slap!"

Shen Xue was very excited. Jiang Guangming didn't believe that Song Yun's ability was definitely his fault. Song Yun could pick up the omissions at will. If such ability was revealed, it would definitely be a proper slap in the face.

"Isn't this exactly what you want to see?"

Tang Miaomiao glared at Shen Xue.

"of course!"

"My favorite is this thing!"

"It's a pity that I don't have the ability to do this. If I have the ability like Song Yun, I would definitely slap my face every day, but even though I don't have the ability to look at me, I feel pretty good when I look at it coldly."

"I am a shareholder of Jumbo Pavilion, and Song Yun is a shareholder of Jumbo Pavilion. Isn't that different from Yourong?!"

Shen Xue said something like this straightforwardly.