The man was at least 1.85 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. His physique was even more perfect than a meticulously sculpted sculpture, and he exuded an extraordinary noble air in every gesture.
However, the man acted very pretentiously, even wearing black-rimmed sunglasses indoors, which covered most of his face.
Judging from the man's refined jawline and the aura emanating from him, Song Mian could tell that the man was definitely quite handsome.
Unfortunately, the men's quality was equally low.
"Your shabby shop is nothing compared to the Quan family! If it weren't for my sister working here before she was recognized and saying that your service was good, I wouldn't have chosen your shop!"
What kind of service is this? All I asked was for you to find a wild ginseng that's about thirty years old, and you couldn't even find one?
Su Kun hadn't noticed Song Mian yet; his attention was entirely on the man: "Mr. Quan, I'm truly sorry I couldn't satisfy you. But I told you when you came that you gave us too little time, and we really might not be able to find suitable ginseng for you..."
"Who knows if you can't find the item after taking the deposit?" Quan Zeyu impatiently interrupted Su Kun before he could finish speaking.
Upon hearing this, Su Kun's forehead was covered in beads of sweat: "I'm truly sorry! How about this, I'm willing to pay you 50,000 yuan in compensation, is that acceptable?"
"Fifty thousand? Heh, do you think the Quan family can't afford fifty thousand?" Quan Zeyu said arrogantly. "If you're going to pay, you'll have to pay me thirty times the amount as a penalty, a total of nine million. Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook!"
Su Kun was in a very difficult situation!
He knew that Quan Zeyu didn't lack the nine million; he just wanted to humiliate him in this way.
But he couldn't afford to offend the Quan family.
Just as Su Kun was at a loss, a sweet and melodious voice rang out from the side.
"Officer, did you hear that? Yes, there's a man surnamed Quan in Su's Antique Shop who's extorting nine million yuan from the shop owner. Please send your team out to investigate immediately, thank you." Song Mian put down her phone, waved to Su Kun, and said.
"Grandpa Su, don't worry, I've already called the police for you. We absolutely won't let this extortionist have a chance to escape!"
"Where did you come from, you lunatic? You messed with me, do you know who I am?" Quan Zeyu glanced at Song Mian disdainfully.
"What, didn't your parents name you when they gave birth to you? Now you don't even know who you are?" Song Mian tilted her head and asked innocently.
"Are you crazy? How dare you talk to me like that!"
"You're the one who's crazy. Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that?" Song Mian raised her chin and asked arrogantly.
This was the first time Quan Zeyu had ever seen anyone dare to challenge him.
In particular, the girl in front of him was indeed beautiful, and she looked somewhat familiar.
"What is your identity?" Quan Zeyu asked cautiously.
"Hehe, it's too late for you to be scared now. I'm the successor of socialism!" Song Mian became more and more proud as she spoke, raising an eyebrow at Quan Zeyu.
Quan Zeyu, who had been cautious, immediately exploded: "You actually dared to play me?"
"Am I wrong? We are all successors of socialism, this is our pride, how dare you deny me? It seems you are not only an extortionist, but also an antisocial, hidden criminal!"
"What a lunatic!" Quan Zeyu sneered. "It's such a small, run-down shop. You can't find wild ginseng, but you have a ton of lunatics."
“Mr. Quan, this transaction was indeed not satisfactory to you, so it doesn’t matter how much you criticize us. However, Ms. Song is our VIP customer. If you humiliate her in our store, we will have no choice but to blacklist you,” Su Kun said seriously.
Quan Zeyu never expected that Su Kun, who had always been humble and subservient to him, would suddenly retort: "Are you going to offend me for her sake?"
“Yes, from now on, our store will no longer conduct any transactions with you. If you really want to pursue the matter from last time, then please call the police.” Su Kun said, walking towards Song Mian.
When Su Kun stood in front of Song Mian, he had put on a smile: "Miss Song Mian, I'm so sorry to trouble you with your help."
"It's alright. Everyone's in business, and it's not easy. You'll inevitably encounter some unreasonable customers. In the future, you can just treat these customers like farts and let them go. At worst, their words will smell bad, but it won't affect us in any other way."
“You’re right,” Su Kun agreed wholeheartedly.
Seeing the two of them working together, Quan Zeyu was furious: "Su Kun, I'm only helping your lousy shop because of my sister. If you block me from now on, don't beg me to buy your stuff!"
If it weren't for the fact that his sister needed very precious medicinal herbs to prolong her life, he wouldn't have made a special trip to buy wild ginseng.
Wild ginseng couldn't be bought in other shops either, otherwise Quan Zeyu wouldn't have been so anxious, to the point of taking his anger out on Su Kun.
Su Kun seemed not to have heard Quan Zeyu's words, choosing to ignore him this time and asking Song Mian with a smile, "Miss Song, what good things did you bring me this time?"
"It's nothing, just a hundred-year-old wild ginseng." Song Mian smiled slightly and opened the box she had brought with her.
Suddenly, a fresh, century-old wild ginseng, still covered in a few specks of soil, appeared before Su Kun's eyes.
Looking at the dense tendrils of the wild ginseng, Su Kun trembled slightly with excitement: "This, this is indeed a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, this is a good thing! And judging from its appearance, it should be more than a hundred years old, but at least one hundred and twenty years old!"
"Really? I don't know much about these things. Anyway, whether it's 100 years or 120 years, just name your price, Mr. Su." Song Mian casually stuffed the wild ginseng into Su Kun's arms.
Su Kun quickly caught her: "Miss Song, the price difference between a hundred-year-old and a one-hundred-and-twenty-year-old ginseng is double. My preliminary estimate is that your wild ginseng is worth at least ten million. How about this, you leave it with me first, and I'll find you a good buyer and try to sell it for even more!"
Before Song Mian could even agree to Su Kun's request, she heard Quan Zeyu's impatient voice.
"In that case, sell it to me!" Quan Zeyu walked over excitedly, his eyes completely glued to the wild ginseng. "Good stuff, really good stuff!"
"You like it, right? You like it, right? You want it, right?" Song Mian asked in a series of questions, then smiled slightly under Quan Zeyu's excited gaze, "Too bad, you've already been blacklisted by Grandpa Su's shop, so this can't be sold to you."
"Su Kun, I'm not going to hold what happened before against you, but you have to sell me this wild ginseng!"
Su Kun almost rolled his eyes to the sky: "I'm not selling."
Quan Zeyu's face turned ashen with anger. He pointed at Song Mian and said, "I'll buy it from you! I'll give you twenty million without going through Su Kun's steps!"
"Oh my, you increased it by ten million in one go? It's a pity, my Song family doesn't lack ten million, you should keep it for yourself. Boss Su, this is yours." Song Mian waved to Su Kun and left as she spoke.
"Su Kun, are you sure you want to offend me for some nobody? As long as you quietly sell me this wild ginseng for twelve million, I won't hold your past actions against you."
"You're saying Song Mian is a nobody?" Seeing that Quan Zeyu was serious, Su Kun looked at him with even more disdain: "Mr. Quan, don't you read the news? Song Mian is no nobody. She's the most famous person on the internet right now. She's become famous throughout China because of the human trafficker and Little Red Army incident. You don't even know her?"
Just as Quan Zeyu was looking puzzled, he received a call from his sister.
"Yanyan".
Quan Yanyan on the other end of the phone was overjoyed: "Third Brother, I finally found out the location of Master Song Mian's shop from Chief Ling! Chief Ling repeatedly told us to bring generous gifts to ask Master Song to help us find my sister's soul. Come back and pick me up, let's go buy gifts for Master Song together... Third Brother, why are you ignoring me?"
Quan Zeyu's face turned deathly pale instantly. Ignoring Su Kun, he rushed out of the pawnshop like a madman to chase after Song Mian.
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