"Boss, are you sure you didn't serve the tea to the wrong table? Is this tea really for this bad...Liu Xiaojun?" As he said this, he pointed at Liu Xiaojun who was sitting steadily.

This is impossible!

How could this kid possibly afford such good tea?

I heard from my colleagues at Liu Xiaojun's steel rolling mill that Liu Xiaojun had gone bankrupt a long time ago.

It seems that the work has not stopped now, but it is just a way to save face!

But now.

Liu Xiaojun looks so calm and composed, how could he look like he's about to go bankrupt?

It’s me, however, who’s jumping around like a clown!

Looking at the teas ordered on my table.

I guess it’s not even as expensive as a sip of tea!

at this time!

Xu Damao just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Thinking so.

The face that was originally drooping now drooped even more, and it looked more and more like a horse's face!

When Yu Xiaotang looked at Xu Damao, whose spine looked so collapsed, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes.

I was really blind before!

Do you think Xu Damao is more gentlemanly than Liu Xiaojun?

But actually.

He was very calm from the beginning and did not panic.

Even when faced with all kinds of humiliation from them, he did not take it seriously.

This is what a true gentleman is!

As for Xu Damao.

He's just a clown who jumps around because he has some money.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt disgusted with Xu Damao.

The idea of ​​dating Xu Damao was gone instantly!

at last.

He didn't even say hello to Xu Damao and just turned around and walked out of the tea shop!

Seeing this, Xu Damao immediately followed Yu Xiaotang.

Looking at Yu Haitang who was walking faster and faster in front of him, he frowned as he walked.

I knew that Yu Xiaotang, the "factory beauty", had a bad temper, but I didn't expect that she would be angry over such a small matter.

If she didn't have the reputation of being the most beautiful girl in the factory, and if he didn't have the reputation of being able to show off after chasing her, he wouldn't even bother to look at her!

But I haven’t got it yet, so I can still try to please him!

The others also felt too embarrassed to stay any longer, but they also wanted to continue smelling the refreshing tea fragrance.

I was so confused for a while.

But Liu Xiaojun didn't care about that and enjoyed his day off leisurely.

But just after a cup of tea, I heard bursts of noise in my ears.

"Boss, this is an authentic Qi Baishi painting. It's worth the money for the tea you drank here!"

The person who said this was an elderly man with a whip and wearing a long Forbidden City robe.

You can tell at first glance that he is an old man.

The tea shop owner waved his hands impatiently: "No, no, how would I know if your painting is real or fake? Besides, it's useless for me to paint it, it won't work!"

"If you don't pay for the tea today, I won't give you credit anymore!"

The boss's voice now carried a certain atmosphere.

It seems that he was really forced into a corner.

Others also watched the fun and said.

"These days, no one wants to live a happy life anymore. Who would still want to buy paintings? These old people are used to enjoying themselves, but who would have thought that when they are old, they would live worse than ordinary people."

"Exactly. Besides, Mr. Qi Baishi's paintings are so expensive. I heard it's almost ten yuan a foot. That's almost half a month's salary for me. If I had ten yuan, I could go to the pigeon market and buy some rice. That would be great. Who would choose to buy a useless painting like this?"

Qi Baishi's paintings?

Ten dollars a foot?

Liu Xiaojun, who was listening to the conversation, had an idea.

Suddenly I became interested.

In this era, Qi Baishi's paintings are indeed good-looking but not practical.

But in later generations, any one of them would be considered extraordinary.

As far as Liu Xiaojun knows, Qi Baishi's "Twelve Landscape Screens" was sold for more than 900 million yuan at a Beijing auction in 2017.

What does more than 900 million mean?

If I can't give a specific number, I can say that in this era, it can help pay off one-fifth of the debt...

It would be great if I could keep this painting and put it up for auction after 2000.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaojun walked towards the old man holding the painting.