He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!

Tang Feng went to Graceland as usual the next day.

He didn't deliberately keep a low profile and still drove the Ferrari F8.

He really couldn't understand what those people who pretended to be poor even though they were very rich thought.

Isn't that equivalent to a night walk in brocade clothes? Show it to ghosts?

Of course, revealing your wealth definitely comes with certain risks.

Maybe he will be remembered by those with malicious intentions.

But now that he has martial arts proficiency by his side, he hopes that someone will kidnap him, and he can also eliminate harm for the people.

He parked his car in the parking space at the entrance of Yayuan and walked into the store in a swaggering manner.

"Teacher Tang, good morning."

Ge Hui was very discerning and was the first to run up to say hello.

This bitch is very attentive.

The other staff members were a little slower, but they still called "Teacher Tang" in the same manner.

Especially there was an appraiser in his forties or fifties, almost older than his parents, who kept calling him "teacher", which gave him a very strange feeling.

But if he reaches out and doesn't hit the smiling person, he can't turn away people because they respect him, so he can only respond with a humble nod.

"Ahem, Xiaofeng, come in with me."

At this time, I heard Master Zhang Jicheng say something with a straight face, and then entered the back hall first.

Tang Feng didn't know what he was going to do, but he followed him anyway.

"Xiao Feng, you are famous now. Everyone in the antique street knows your name."

As soon as he walked into the back hall, he saw Master Zhang Jicheng sitting on a chair with a straight face and said this.

"Really? How do they praise me?" Tang Feng was very curious about this.

"You seem very proud?" Zhang Jicheng seemed to be dissatisfied with his apprentice's performance.

"You're famous, shouldn't you be proud? Do you still have to pretend to be angry?" Tang Feng couldn't understand.

Zhang Jicheng's face became even more ugly, "Xiao Feng, you have to understand why there are so many famous people. It may not be a good thing for you to become famous at a young age."

Tang Feng didn't take it seriously and sat down opposite him, "Master, of course I know that people are afraid of being famous and that pigs are afraid of being strong, but since you are already famous, there is no need to be afraid of wolves in the front and tigers in the back. I won by my own ability Your reputation was not stolen, so why should you feel guilty?"

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Jicheng frowned even more, "I just want to remind you not to get carried away. I have seen too many talented young people forget about it just after they became famous. Such people often You will suffer a big loss.”

"Is it so exaggerated?"

"Alas, you still don't understand the dangers of this industry. Even though this industry is polite on the surface, there are actually a lot of intrigues behind the scenes. It's okay not to be famous, but once you become famous, you will become the target of public criticism. I don’t know how many people want to step on you and become famous.”

Zhang Jicheng taught his disciples diligently.

"Master, don't worry. Although I am proud, I will not get carried away. If anyone really thinks that I am a soft persimmon and wants to make a name for myself, just give it a try." Tang Feng felt that Master was a bit unfounded.

When he first got more than 10 million by betting on stones, he might have been a little arrogant.

But now I have passed that stage long ago, and I will not be carried away by a little fame.

He doesn't deliberately show off, but he doesn't deliberately keep a low profile either. That would be too tiring to live.

If you are not convinced, just come and challenge.

Zhang Jicheng also knew that his character would not change for a while, so he did not try to persuade him.

I just hope I don't get into any trouble.

But the more you fear something, the more it will happen.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, an unexpected guest suddenly came to the store.

This man was about thirty years old, with an unruly look in his eyes.

"Let Tang Feng come out to see me."

As soon as he entered the store, he started shouting.

Ge Hui, who was approaching him with a smile, was suddenly startled. Hearing this tone, he sounded like he was here to cause trouble?

Other staff members also stopped what they were doing and looked at this person in surprise.

Tang Feng, who was helping his master count the inventory in the back hall, heard someone calling him outside, so he opened the curtain and walked out.

"What do you want from me?" He looked at the man up and down, feeling a little confused.

The man was also looking at him, "Are you the Tang Feng who defeated Qi Maocai's apprentice?"

"It's me, who are you?" Tang Feng could tell from his tone that this guy was evil.

"My name is Xue Yingjie, you should have heard of my name." The man was holding a cloth bag in his hand, not knowing what was in it.

"Xue Yingjie? Never heard of it." Tang Feng was not pretending, he really had never heard of this name.

"You..." The man felt that he was deliberately humiliating him, and suddenly became a little angry.

As if Tang Feng didn't see his anger, he turned around and sat on the Taishi chair.

Ge Hui, a bitch, was very discerning and immediately served him a cup of tea.

"You can go to Antique Street and ask for my name, Xue Yingjie. Among the younger generation in Zhonghai Antique Street, I say I am second, and no one dares to call me number one."

There was a sense of arrogance on Xue Yingjie's face, exactly what the master said was "getting carried away", Tang Feng sneered at this.

"Zhonghai? Antique Street? The younger generation? With so many prefixes, how guilty do you feel as the number one? Why don't you add 'your family' in front of it? That way no one will dare to compete with you. "

"Pfft..."

The staff and several customers in the store were all amused by Tang Feng's words.

Xue Yingjie's face darkened, "Tang Feng, you are really arrogant."

Tang Feng suddenly sneered when he heard that he actually bit back, "No matter how arrogant I am, I never went to other people's stores to cause trouble, nor did I keep saying that I was number one, right? Compared to you, I'm still too humble."

Xue Yingjie was speechless by the rebuke. After a long while, he continued to speak, "I'm really not as good at talking as you are. Let's see the real deal with our hands."

"I'm here to challenge you today. As long as you can beat me, I will admit that you are the number one among the younger generation in Antique Street..."

"I refuse your challenge."

Tang Feng didn't wait for him to finish speaking and interrupted directly.

"Gah..."

Xue Yingjie choked back all the last words he said, which was quite uncomfortable.

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