Douluo: You call this a toy

Yang Fan followed Wang Ke to Gong Yufang, the largest store in the antique city. There were more than ten store clerks on the first floor alone, which was much larger than Wang Ke's Yuyuanzhai.

Wang Ke was familiar with the employees in the store and went up to the third floor after saying hello. He knocked on the door and entered the manager's office.

"Old Wang, sit down."

The speaker was a middle-aged man, holding a pair of white jade thumb rings in his hand. When his eyes turned to Yang Fan, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he stood up hurriedly, "Brother Yang, welcome!"

He had only met Yang Fan once, but he was deeply impressed by Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked startled and recognized this person. He wanted to buy his white marble bowl last time but didn't sell it to him.

Wang Ke introduced from the side, "The big boss of Yugongfang, Boss Qin."

He nodded to Boss Qin and sat next to Wang Ke.

"I said, Lao Wang, a distinguished guest is coming, why don't you call in advance?"

As he spoke, he took out the best tea leaves and brewed a cup each for Yang Fan and Wang Ke.

"Brother Yang, I heard from Lao Wang that you asked him to sell the defensive talismans on your behalf?"

Yang Fan didn't expect that Boss Qin would ask about this matter.

After glancing at Wang Ke, he must have said it. Since we all know, there is no need to hide it.

"Yes."

"Haha, baby, I wonder if Brother Yang still has it? I can also sell it for you and give you 20 for each piece."

Wang Ke glared, "Old Qin, you are not authentic."

Boss Qin smiled and ignored him.

Yang Fan took a sip of tea and replied: "It doesn't matter how much money you have, let Brother Wang handle it."

At this time, he saw the jade pendant hanging around Boss Qin's neck, which cost a few dollars each. It was the defensive jade charm he made.

"Haha, you want 20 for me. I really look down on you. Lao Wang, I wonder what kind of virtue you have accumulated in your last life? It's enviable that you have made such good friends."

Boss Qin laughed loudly.

Wang Ke rolled his eyes at him, "What I make friends with is my heart. What about you? You fall into the eyes of money all day long and smell like copper. You deserve to have no friends."

"In front of Brother Yang, you are slapping me in the face. Don't you want me to make a few close friends? I can have a drink when I have nothing to do. People's hearts are unpredictable. You can't make them just by wanting to make them."

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Wang Ke quickly changed the subject, "Do you have any good jade material? It's about the size of a matchbox, and it's not carved."

"Why are you asking this?"

When it came to business, Boss Qin became serious.

"It's not me who wants it, it's Brother Yang."

Wang Ke replied.

Boss Qin looked at Yang Fan, "How many do you want?"

"Around 50 yuan, preferably white."

Yang Fan wondered in his heart whether Boss Qin would ask for an exorbitant price.

"So many! Let me think."

Boss Qin pondered slightly, "How about Dushan Jade?"

"As long as I can get it, of course I want it." Wang Ke answered for Yang Fan.

Yang Fan nodded, "I don't understand jade, but Brother Wang wants it if he can."

Boss Qin's heart moved slightly. It is rare to trust a friend so much.

"Wait for my news and I will reply to you within two days."

After the agreement was made, Yang Fan and Wang Ke left.

Boss Qin picked up the phone and ordered: "Give me polished sixty white Dushan jade, the size of a matchbox. They are urgently needed. They must be delivered within two days."

Seeing the relationship between Yang Fan and Wang Ke, Boss Qin was a little bit sour. Looking back, he realized that there were no true and sincere friends around him, so he started to think about making friends.

After leaving Gongyufang, Yang Fan asked: "Is Boss Qin reliable?"

Wang Ke smiled like a god, "Have you seen the jade talisman hanging around his neck? I gave it to him. I told him you had this thing."

"In addition to money, he has a good heart and is worthy of close friendship. It can be concluded that not only will he get things done for you as quickly as possible, but he is also eager to make friends with you."

This is just Wang Ke's own idea, and it cannot eliminate Yang Fan's doubts, "As long as we don't take the opportunity to ask for prices?"

Wang Ke patted him on the shoulder and said, "You don't know Lao Qin. When he is willing, he will give you his heart. Not only will he not ask for random prices, but he will also give you the lowest price."

"I hope so." Then he seemed to remember something and asked, "Boss Qin is quite rich, right?"

"There should be several hundred million in hand, why would you ask this?" Wang Ke asked curiously.

Yang Fan was secretly surprised that an antique shop owner could be so rich, yet he looked ordinary and not like a rich person.

"It's a pity that he is terminally ill. He has the life to make money but not to spend it."

Ga, Wang Ke stopped, "Are you sure?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "We'll find out if you ask him to go to the hospital for a checkup."

Wang Ke fell into silence, how should he speak?He directly said that he had a terminal illness and was about to die. He quickly went to the hospital for a check-up. Obviously, he couldn't. Taking a step back, what if he was not terminally ill?You can't even break up with him.

"Are you sure he has a terminal illness?" he asked again unsurely.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly, "Do I need to lie?"

At this moment, he received a call from Bai Lan, saying that school matters were settled and asked him to go to Jiangxia College of Traditional Chinese Medicine to find her.

Yang Fan was overjoyed, bid farewell to Wang Ke, and hurried away.

Wang Ke walked to the door of his store thoughtfully. He felt that Yang Fan was not joking, so he gritted his teeth and turned back.

"Old Wang, why are you back?"

After Wang Ke and Yang Fan left, Boss Qin took the white jade ring and continued to study, never expecting Wang Ke to return.

"Old Qin, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"What do you want to say?"

Boss Qin didn't take it seriously and thought, who doesn't have a minor problem?

"Go to the hospital quickly for a check-up. He may be terminally ill."

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The white jade ring in Boss Qin's hand fell to the table, "What do you mean? As far as our relationship is concerned, how can you curse me?"

"What time has it been? I don't have time to joke with you, nor do I have time to curse you. Brother Yang said it. You should know whether you are in good health or not. Go quickly."

After saying what was in his heart, Wang Ke went downstairs and left.

Boss Qin sat in his chair in a daze, thinking about the changes in his body in the past few months. He was dizzy, weak, and had nosebleeds from time to time. He always thought that he had not had a good rest.

In a daze, he felt a stream of heat at the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and wiped it. His hand was covered with blood. He picked up a tissue and stuffed his nostrils. Blood flowed out of his mouth. This frightened him. In the past, nosebleeds would heal in a few minutes, but now It actually came out of your mouth. Could it be that you really have a terminal illness?Don't dare to neglect and drive to the hospital.

When Yang Fan came to Jiangxia College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he strode in without even looking at the security guard. The more arrogant he was, the less anyone asked.

I saw from a distance that over the football field, freshmen were undergoing military training. The loud slogans were deafening, walking in unison, one-two-one, walking in place, etc., filling every corner of the campus.

This is the life that Yang Fan longs for, but it's a pity that he doesn't have the opportunity in this life.

Downstairs, Yang Fan saw Bai Lan. She handed him a portfolio and asked him to go to the Academic Affairs Office to find Director Xie, and then returned to the classroom.

Yang Fan came to the administration building and found the office of the Dean of Academic Affairs after inquiring. He knocked on the door and walked in. A woman came into view. She was standing in front of the cabinet as if she was browsing information.

"Are you Director Xie?"

The woman slowly turned her head, and when he saw this person's face, Yang Fan almost shouted her name.