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Chapter 209 Ling Xize is a scumbag(2/3)

"Uncle Master, did he commit a crime?"

As soon as Ling Xize left, Duan Changyan came forward eagerly, with a gloating smile on his face.

Si Sheng squinted at him, without saying a word, his long legs crossed under the dining table, kicking the opposite chair with one foot, and the section long prolonged for a moment, almost fell to his fart.

He put his hand back, held the back of the chair, and pulled the chair back. Duan Changyan stared at Si Sheng in disbelief, "For him, do you want to murder me?"

With his head tilted, Si Sheng seemed to hear something rare, "Is there still a need to 'conspiracy' to kill you?"

“…”

Duan Changyan was shocked.

This familiar tone;

This familiar confrontation;

This familiar ginseng rooster...

Did you forget everything in front of that young man?

"Where is dating?" Sitting steadily on the chair, Duan Changyan put his hand on the table and asked half seriously and half tentatively, "I didn't listen to you."

"No."

As soon as he opened his eyes, Duan Changyan slapped the table suddenly and scolded in an artificial manner, "He is so bad! Isn't you going to give you a title?"

Si Sheng: "..." Why does it mean to mock her?

"What's wrong with you?"

Si Sheng kicked his long legs bent under the dining table.

Duan Changyan was caught off guard and kicked her right away, immediately grinning in pain.

His eyes were filled with tears and his eyes were sincere, "You are my uncle, how could I coax you with a slutty face like him? Just his sweet words, I will tell you that I won't need to fight since I was eight..."

"Who is the slutty guy?" Si Sheng glanced over, murderous intent, and retorted, "Can his face turn whiter than you?"

“…”

Duan Changyan was so slandered that he almost vomited an old mouthful of blood.

Being obsessed with the mind!

His uncle is definitely obsessed with ghosts!

The scumbag Ling Xize, who was stepping on the horse, insisted on stripping off the careful disguise of this bastard, revealing the dirty and disgusting nature inside, so that his uncle, who had just fallen in love, could see clearly!

To endure the grievance, Duan Changyante complained artificially, "Uncle Master, you are not cool at all when you speak for other men."

He stared at him warningly, and Si Sheng said, "If you have nothing to do, go check the black snake."

Duan Changyan smiled and nodded quickly: "Chacha, check now."

By the way, check Ling Xize, the beastly dress and clothes, into the sky!

*

In the afternoon, tofu shop.

After the limited-purpose sweet tofu brain was sold out, there were basically no customers in the store.

Duan Changyan sat on the table by the window, with a laptop open, browsing the computer screen, and as he looked, he suddenly became furious and his palm slapped the tabletop.

Zheng Yongfeng, who was standing at the door smoking, frowned after hearing the movement, and looked back and looked in.

"Take it?"

Very cold and ruthless.

"Unscientific! Unscientific!" Duan Changyan first protested, then put his elbow on the back of the chair, leaning backward, pointing to the computer screen, "This scumbag's resume is definitely a forgery!"

Duan Changyan called the "scumbag" for a whole morning. Although he didn't name it now, the first thing Zheng Yongfeng thought of was Ling Xize.

Smoking is prohibited in the store. A very small decorative wooden barrel was hung on the wall outside the door and some dried flowers were inserted.

Zheng Yongfeng kept using it as an ashtray. At this moment, he pressed the cigarette on it, threw it into the wooden barrel, turned around and entered the door.

"So fast?"

He frowned and looked over.

"That's not," Duan Xiaoye waved his hand, "I just started to search online. Good guy, this is still a person, and there is a stack of resumes about him after printing it."

Zheng Yongfeng walked to him.

Turning the laptop screen, aiming at Zheng Yongfeng, Duan Changyan selected the key points, "I graduated from a prestigious university and started my business during college. Now, it has two companies, a video website called Kulan, and an entertainment company called Fenglin. Whether it is Kulan or Fenglin, they are all industry leaders..."

Speaking of this, Duan Changyan suddenly realized, "Damn, I still have a member of Kulan Video, the kind that I have for the New Year!"

“…”

"I will cancel it later and I will never renew his membership again. I will watch all the videos in his family in the future!"

“…”

Zheng Yongfeng glanced at him with a cool gaze.

Duan Changyan immediately fell silent.

He raised his hand and pointed to the opposite position. Duan Changyan turned the notebook 180 degrees and said, "You can see it yourself."

In essence, Zheng Yongfeng is a simple and boring man.

His life experience can be summarized clearly in a few simple sentences.

Among the people he met, apart from Si Sheng, he was afraid that he would not be able to find someone. He needed to introduce them in such a long text - the prefixes were piled up, which was dazzling.

With a long introduction, Zheng Yongfeng frowned inch of his eyebrows every time he turned the page, and at the end, his eyebrows were twisted and knotted.

"Fancy."

After carefully reading every word and sentence, Zheng Yongfeng pushed the notebook forward and made a comment with a calm face.

"Yes, fancy!" Duan Changyan nodded in agreement, echoing, "What's the use of such a bunch of introductions? Are you still a scumbag in essence?"

“…”

However, Si Sheng just took this one.

"I just don't understand. Uncle Master is so smart and knowledgeable. He has never seen anyone before, so why did he carry it to his hands?"

"But, in other words, uncles usually travel around the world and have no chance to contact such pseudo-successful people."

"Did the uncle think it's new? So I might as well fall into his trap for a while?"

Duan Changyan analyzed it after analyzing it, but still couldn't figure it out.

Finally, he was too lazy to analyze. He bent his fingers and tapped on the table, raising his eyebrows at Zheng Yongfeng, "Why, I'll mess with him? Let him reveal his true form in front of his uncle?"

Zheng Yongfeng's expression was slightly deeper.

*

Two days later, it is approaching evening.

Antique Market.

It was the weekend, and the passenger flow was higher than before. At this point, the temperature was just right and the pedestrians were quite lively.

In addition to those who open regular stores and do business, there are some retail investors in the market who set up stalls and put various items in front of the stalls, waiting for customers to come to the door.

The items presented in this kind of stall are very cheap, but they are basically fake or cheap handicrafts. Although there are some good eyesight and can "take out" some valuable treasures from them... But, this possibility is extremely low.

Si Sheng walked in front of such a stall and took a quick look at him, but nothing could be seen.

The phone vibrates in his pocket, which is Ling Xize's phone call.

"Have you arrived?"

As soon as it was connected, Ling Xize's voice came.

There was noisy sound around him, and Si Sheng walked towards the periphery where there were fewer people and replied: "Not yet."

"I'm still on the way, I have to arrive later."

"OK."

Si Sheng responded.

Ling Xize was busy for two days and got some free tonight. Si Sheng fulfilled his previous promise and took him to buy antiques with reasonable prices and excellent quality.

——Of course, I chose Duan’s store.

I chatted with Ling Xize on the phone, but because the surrounding environment was too noisy, Si Sheng couldn't hear it clearly, so he hung up the phone with Ling Xize.

After checking the phone, Si Sheng guessed that Ling Xize had not arrived for a while. He did not remember to go to Duan's antiques, but instead held on and planned to stroll around.

It’s not that I want to find something, but... Sometimes, it’s quite interesting to browse this kind of place.

You will meet all kinds of people.

for example--
To be continued...
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