Why are you using boxes to pack it?
This Prince Mu is really something else. I wonder how much he'll have to pay for this lesson.
It was at this moment that Lang Jie actually came up to Achen and Amo and said:
"Kid, I see you and Tang Mo get along quite well! How about—"
Lang Jie had a sinister smile on his face, but before he could finish speaking, he felt his mouth itch and instinctively scratched it!
laugh--
Excruciating pain.
Not only that, but several conspicuous nail marks appeared where it had been scratched.
After that, the more he scratched, the itchier it became, until he couldn't stand the itching anymore.
seem--
It only felt slightly better when I kept my mouth shut.
Gu Yu stared at the scene and said to Lang Jie, "You scoundrel, you should shut up."
"You—ouch, it itches!!!"
Lang Jie's mouth started itching again as soon as he opened it.
Ah Chen took in the scene and glanced at Ah Mo beside him, signaling Ah Mo to slow down this scumbag a little when the time was right.
Amo nodded calmly.
It was at this time--
An elderly man in his sixties, dressed in a traditional Chinese style, stepped out from the crowd. He went straight to Achen and stared at the thumb ring that Achen was playing with.
"Young man, could you let this old man take a look at that thumb ring you're playing with?"
"You are --"
"Young man, this is Chairman Di from our antique association." A stall owner who was packing up to go home immediately introduced him to Ah Chen.
President of the Antiques Association?
Ah Chen was a little confused, thinking to himself, "Isn't the antique tycoon Niu Kongkong?"
"President Di, you've arrived—"
"President Di, you've come all this way."
The owners of the antique stalls in the vicinity all greeted the elderly man in the Tang suit.
It's clear that Chairman Di is a prominent figure in the antique world.
"Young man, can this old man take a look?" Chairman Di said to Ah Chen again.
Ah Chen hesitated for a moment, then said, "Here you go!"
"President Di, you really need to teach this kid a lesson! He bought a decoration for eight thousand yuan."
Lang Jie had just started to feel less itchy when he immediately came closer and continued to belittle A Chen.
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