Chapter 37 The villain's face

Shao Yusong had just sent off a big customer and had just made another million-dollar deal, and was happy. However, when he saw Zhao Long coming out from afar, he saw Zhao Long locking the door, his original good mood disappeared without a trace. With a million-dollar deal, he could make at most tens of thousands of dollars. As soon as he saw Zhao Long, he thought of the profit of tens of millions. Although there would be a chance in the future, it would not be easy for an antique of that level to find a good buyer and sell it to a good price.

Shao Yusong thought about what happened that day countless times afterwards. No matter how he thought that young man could not know his fourth uncle, he was just a naughty man. He didn't know how he knew, and he didn't even understand the rules at all.

Seeing Zhao Long appear again this time, he even more affirmed Shao Yusong's previous thoughts, and walked up directly, saying sarcastically.

"Hmph." Seeing Zhao Long turn to look at him, Shao Yusong snorted with disdain: "It's really you kid, you dare to come to the antique street and ran to my Zhenguxuan gate. Why, you want to open a store? You are not a big boss, aren't you very capable? Why do you make such a palm-sized place? There is no toilet in this place, and you can't even fart it. In addition, you are really not a complimentary in your eyes."

Shao Yusong shook his head repeatedly, and then his sarcastic tone suddenly changed, becoming extremely cold, and even with a hint of murderous aura: "Boy, get out of this antique street immediately, don't let me see you in the future, and think I'm unlucky in the last time. For those who don't understand any rules like you, you dare to come to this antique street to have a life of life. You are still far from it. My boss's family is too lazy to pay attention to you, a little kid, and I will no longer care about you when you disappear. If someone else destroys someone's tens of millions of dollars in business, you can ruin you by just moving your mouth. If you let your colleagues know that you don't understand the rules so much, you can smash you to death by spitting."

"Come and see, everyone come and listen..." Looking at Shao Yusong who came up to sarcasm and threatened him, Zhao Long suddenly put his hands beside his mouth and shouted loudly. Of course, he only used the loud voice of ordinary people. Otherwise, with his current physical condition, his body will be strengthened in all aspects, and the sound of roaring with all his strength is enough to shock the ordinary people.

If you can master some sound wave techniques like lion roar and tiger roar, it will be even more powerful. Even so, it will make many people around you look at this place.

Shao Yusong was stunned and didn't understand what Zhao Long was going to do. What a thrill he was doing, and he didn't play according to common sense, which immediately made Shao Yusong a little panicked and felt a little bad.

"Don't you want everyone to know that I broke the rules, so I'll let everyone know." After living with Aunt Li for a long time, his quarrel skills are 60% or 70% or 70%. However, Zhao Long prefers to go straight to the point and hit the key points directly.

As soon as these words were said, Shao Yusong's expression immediately became extremely exciting. Although the last transaction was not successful, the Yongzheng enamel colored poem about the wall plum and bamboo pattern plate was still in his hands. It is not difficult to find a buyer of this thing, it is just a matter of price. If everyone knows that this Yongzheng enamel colored poem about the wall plum and bamboo pattern plate is not real, then it will really hit him.

"Don't...don't..." Shao Yusong hurriedly bowed and said, "Little... little brother... no, the guy is merciful. Just now, it was just a joke. In the future, everyone will do business on the same street, so I have to take care of it. I don't know when the store will open. I can ask someone to prepare some things. On this cultural antique street, I can also have a few shop owners come to congratulate them, and make the scene lively. When I go back, I will ask someone to order some flower baskets and ribbons, at least hang them on the street, so that there will be an atmosphere."

"You are so fast to change your face. Teach me where did you learn it." Seeing Shao Yusong change his face immediately, Zhao Long did not continue. He didn't want to really make things worse when he first came here, otherwise he wouldn't have shouted at random. However, a villain like Shao Yusong wouldn't be able to give him some excellence.

"Life is forced, life is forced." Shao Yusong laughed at this moment, but he even had the desire to kill. Although he only runs an antique shop, there are real and fake things, maybe there is not much working capital, but all of them can be worth 70 to 80 million yuan, and it is even easier to work for a few years. Now he has to be humbled with such a young man who has not grown up yet. It would be strange if he feels happy.

You kid, wait for me, and after I put the Yongzheng enamel poem on the wall and the plum and bamboo pattern plate, I will see how I deal with you. Shao Yusong is also contacting an overseas buyer and preparing to sell the things as soon as possible, which may not be much less than selling them to his fourth uncle.

"Since I have gained a foothold in this antique street, I will naturally abide by some rules. It's just that I'm involved in myself and the people around me, and I can't ignore it. If you are honest in the future, don't mess with me, we'll be in peace. If you mess with me, even if you sell the Yongzheng enamel enamel poem over the wall and the plum and bamboo pattern plate, I still have a way to deal with you." Before the sale was opened, I encountered such a thing as a rented house. Although Shao Yusong's words were getting better and better at this moment, it seemed like he was a joke between acquaintances just now.

But Zhao Long knew very well that this kind of villain thought, so he directly pointed out the words.

After hearing Zhao Dong say this, Shao Yusong's smiling face muscles twitched slightly, and then returned to normal.

"Absolutely no, absolutely no..." Shao Yusong sweared to the sky: "I can swear now, that incident will be revealed. If I hold grudges and revenge in the future, I will not die well, and thousands of arrows pierce my heart..."

"Two old men are kind, please pity me..." At this moment, there was a thin man with a broken quilt on his body, his legs were thin with bones, and even an unnatural twisted person. He sat on a wooden board with four wheels below, holding two pieces of wood in his hands and slid to Zhao Long and Shao Yusong and others.

Shao Yusong's swearing to the sky was too fake, even too disgusting. His appearance attracted the attention of several people from afar. Zhao Long felt very disgusting, and he felt like he wanted to vomit. It was really a shame that he could do such a thing on the street. Although no one around him could hear it, he was the boss of Zhengushen, and he was like this.

Fortunately, the beggar came over and interrupted Shao Yusong to swear. When he saw the beggar, a picture suddenly appeared in Zhao Long's mind. He had seen this beggar. He should have been catching Shi Dajun. Countless people around him came up to watch. The police brigade rushed over, and the beggar was also watching from a distance.

Zhao Long now has a strong memory and can remember everything he has experienced clearly. This cultural antique street and Jinjie are both very strict in management, but these beggars are even more tenacious and can see them anywhere.

"I'll do it... I'll do it..." Before Zhao Long could say anything, Shao Yusong hurriedly took out money from his pocket and directly pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and threw it to the beggar and said, "This is my little brother's business. Please don't come here in the future, otherwise I will call the city management captain and send you back directly. I'll give you this money, get out of here."

"Thank you... Thank you..." The beggar put down the wooden blocks in his hand and pressed them directly to the ground, lowering his head as if he was about to kowtow. Suddenly, the beggar's hands suddenly exerted force, and the blue bricks on the ground he pressed with both hands were directly broken, and the beggar's body wrapped in a broken quilt had rushed into the air. The arm, which looked thin and only bones, suddenly swelled twice, and his arm was like a spear that stabbed out, directly hit Zhao Long's throat with a punch.

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