Grand Collection

Having breakfast in the room, Luo Zigeng was clearing the table, Kong Xin dragged him over by the hem of his clothes, and neatly adjusted his collar with his fingers, "Stupid boy, image is very important when you go out."

The height difference between the two was not much different. When Luo Zigeng lowered his head, he could see Kong Xin's moist lips. His warm breath was on his face. The intimacy was so intimidating. Suddenly, his heart trembled and he pushed Kong Xin out .

"Damn it!" Kong Xin was pushed staggered by him, speechless in amazement, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"I..." Luo Zigeng was so embarrassed that he looked at him out of breath, his eyes met his clear eyes, his heart skipped a beat, he turned around suddenly, and walked out the door, "I probably took the wrong medicine Already!"

He rushed back to the room and slammed the door shut. Luo Zigeng leaned on the door and gasped for breath. At that moment, he wanted to kiss Kong Xin, wanted to hold that man in his arms, and kissed the eloquent Zhang tightly. Q……

Going crazy!

Going crazy!

After pouring down three cups of cold water, Luo Zigeng adjusted his expression and walked back to the next room slowly. He looked up and saw that Kong Xin really had a crazy expression on his face, so he couldn't make any excuses. He seemed unable to tell Kong Xin lie.

"Brother Kong..." Luo Zigeng called out hesitantly, "I just..."

Before the words finished, there was a sudden knock on the door. Kong Xin stood up, patted Luo Zigeng on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Sit in the corner, don't be so fucking crazy."

After speaking, he went to open the door. Luo Zigeng glanced at it dripping with sweat, and suddenly his nerves tensed——Pan Nanhua stood outside the door with his secretary.

"President Pan," Kong Xin said coldly, "come in."

Pan Nanhua came in. He was an elegant old collector with a Chinese-style cloth shirt and gray temples. He smiled and held Kong Xin's hand as soon as he entered the door. Should be so distant."

Kong Xin was kind, "Uncle Pan, sit down and talk," pointing to Luo Zigeng, "This is the eldest son of the Luo family, so Uncle Pan must be no stranger."

"Yes, yes," Pan Nanhua's eyes filled with pity, and he sighed sadly, "When I saw Zigeng, I thought of the days when I was enjoying ancient porcelain with your father... It seems like it was yesterday, alas... this man Ah...why is it so fragile..."

Luo Zigeng looked worried, and shook hands with Pan Nanhua, then let go, and stood behind Kong Xin, without saying anything.

Kong Xin cut to the chase, "Uncle Pan, I made it very clear on the phone that I haven't had enough of this cong bottle, so I don't plan to sell it yet."

Pan Nanhua didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile, "Don't be in a hurry to reject me. Yesterday, my subordinates didn't have enough eyesight to recognize that the remnants of the Yongzheng official kiln were worth 400 million yuan from the ancient and modern pavilion. Today I will... I just want to borrow it for fun."

Kong Xin smiled, "Zigeng, take it out and ask Uncle Pan to hold your eye."

Luo Zigeng paused for a moment, somewhat reluctantly, but did not intend to disobey Kong Xin, went to the safe to take out a cong-shaped bottle, and held it in front of everyone.

Pan Nanhua hurriedly put on his reading glasses, leaned tremblingly to the side of the cong-shaped bottle, observed carefully with a microscope, touched the delicate glaze with his fingertips, and muttered to himself, "This kind of glaze color...bubbles...is really impossible. A lot of excellent products...”

Kong Xin asked with a smile, "Uncle Pan still thinks this is a Yongzheng official kiln?"

"...It's hard to say," Pan Nanhua frowned, carefully checked the inside and outside of the cong-shaped bottle, and then slowly took off his reading glasses and looked at Kong Xin, "This is indeed Xiu Neisi, nephew of the Southern Song Dynasty. Willing to make a move?"

Kong Xin's face turned cold, "Uncle Pan, as I said, I haven't played enough yet."

Pan Nanhua was silent for a moment, then said to the secretary, "Xiao Li, let Young Master Kong see our sincerity."

"Yes," the secretary opened the safe neatly, and invited out a white suet birthday star on the black brocade. It was exquisitely carved, with clear patterns, complex but not messy, and mellow patina. It was clearly an old palace collection Qianlong workers.

Luo Zigeng asked in a deep voice, "President Pan, what does this mean?"

Pan Nanhua wiped his eyes, "I have kept this white jade birthday star for more than ten years, and I gave it to a friend some time ago. Now I heard that my nephew is looking for a white jade birthday star, so I want it back from my friend. If my nephew is interested, Just take it back and enjoy it."

Kong Xin stared at the mutton fat birthday star in the safe, and sneered, "Uncle Pan has a good plan, knowing that I am in urgent need of white jade, so he will send it here, but what is the price of jade now, and what is the price of porcelain now, Pan Uncle, don't be fooled."

"Not so bad," Pan Nanhua laughed, motioning to the secretary to send a check, "Nephew, next week will be the old lady's [-]th birthday, alas, time flies so fast, when I close my eyes, I will I can see the beautiful appearance of Luanyi, a female historian, who was a dragon and a snake, and in a blink of an eye, decades have passed..."

Old Mrs. Kong's name is Jiang Luanyi, and she wrote a hero's script. She sang with Mr. Kong's piano and se, and she was well-known in the circle.Kong Xin glanced at the amount on the check and smiled calmly, "Uncle Pan will come to drink."

"sure."

After sending Pan Nanhua away, Kong Xin kicked the door of the room with his toes, turned around and slobbered the check, pasted it on Luo Zigeng's forehead, and said triumphantly, "How about earning 300 million every time?"

Luo Zigeng grabbed the check and stared at the amount on it, "Pan Nanhua, old bastard! How dare he mention my dad...he dares to mention my dad..."

Kong Xin was afraid that he would get mad and damage the check, so he quickly grabbed it and put it away. When he turned around, he was stunned. He didn't expect Luo Zigeng's eye circles to turn red.

"Don't be angry," Kong Xin usually doesn't like to comfort others, but he was in a good mood today, so he sat down and hugged Luo Zigeng in his arms, patted his back like a loving mother, "Good boy, don't be angry..."

Luo Zigeng gritted his teeth, his fingers trembling with anger, "It's Pan Nanhua...he's the one who has been encouraging my dad to buy antiques...and even hooking up...all the things he bought are rubbish! Unfortunately, I always thought he and my dad were true friends, It was only later that I found out that he...he separated the relationship as soon as something happened, he...he dared to mention my dad..."

Kong Xin narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't expect this child to have such a deep prejudice against Pan Nanhua, but it's reasonable to think about it. Pan Nanhua is famous for his smiling face. When the Luo family was in full swing, he must have been very kind to Luo Zigeng. , and Luo Zigeng must have admired him a lot, so the quick change of face later hurt the child.

"Don't be angry, idiot," Kong Xin said in a low voice, "We blackmailed him for 300 million. Yesterday his secretary must have planned to show off the seller, and lower the price later. We didn't expect that we would miss it. We made a profit." Big hair, good boy, don't be angry..."

Luo Zigeng took a deep breath and calmed down slowly. When he turned his head, the two of them were stunned. They were sitting too close to each other. With such a turn, they almost reached the point of mouth to mouth.

Warm breaths flowed in and out of each other, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

Luo Zigeng slipped his Adam's apple, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Kong..."

"Fuck," Kong Xin stood up, patted his blood-spitting face, and said to himself, "Why does it look like I'm taking aphrodisiacs today..."

Looking at his attractive slender waist and long legs, Luo Zigeng's eyes darkened.

With this mutton birthday star, Kong Xin will definitely be able to show off at the old lady's birthday banquet. The Kong family has a great business and many branches. There was a small earthquake in the antique shop.

The old lady has raised two sons in this life, the eldest Kong Yangshan is the father of Kong Xin, and the second Kong Xingjing is far away in the United States doing ceramic art business, but this time he did not return to China, but sent his son Kong Yi to see him off. Congratulations.

Kong Xin personally went to the airport to pick up the cousin, and specially called Luo Zigeng to be the porter. When the two arrived at the airport, the plane landed just in time.

A tall and straight handsome mixed-race guy came out with a bag on his shoulders, looking around with his mobile phone.

"Ayi, here," Kong Xin waved.

Kong Yi's eyes lit up suddenly, he threw away his long legs, rushed over in two steps, plunged into Kong Xin's arms, and said coquettishly, "Brother, you want to kill me!"

"Go away," Kong Xin poked his finger on his forehead, pushed him out, and shook his head at Luo Zigeng, "Pick up his suitcase, let's go, I'm starving to death..."

"Brother, you haven't eaten?" Kong Yi lay on Kong Xin's back, his tall body was like a large dog, and yelled, "I didn't eat either. The stewardess on the plane sexually harassed me, but it made me so disgusted." Ah...ah, although I am tall, mighty, majestic and suave, I am by no means a casual person!"

Luo Zigeng dragged Kong Yi's box resignedly, not knowing what he brought back, a huge box was stuffed heavily.

Following them not far away, watching the two brothers love each other, Luo Zigeng suddenly felt a sense of sadness and sadness...

When they arrived at the Kong family mansion, the car was still not stable, Kong Yi jumped out like a monkey, and ran into the hall at the speed of a wolf, "Grandma! Uncle! Eldest sister! I, Second Young Master Kong, are back!!!"

"Ouch, my little ancestor..." The old lady was overjoyed, and hurriedly took Kong Yi's hand, "I haven't been back for more than half a year, and our youngest is handsome again. Ouch, why does he seem to have lost weight?"

Kong Yi turned around, put one hand on his waist and the other on the back of his head, and put on a very vulgar pose, "I work out every day, and the fat is gone. Look at me, I'm full of muscles now..."

Kong Xin parked the car, and Luo Zigeng came in carrying the box, "Ah Yi, what's in your box, it's so heavy that I almost didn't even pick it up."

"Oh, yes, the birthday gift my dad brought to grandma..." Kong Yi jumped over and picked up the box lightly.

Luo Zigeng gave Kong Xin a meaningful look.

Kong Xin stared, "What do you think?"

Luo Zigeng leaned over and smirked, "Obviously there are two brothers, but your younger brother is much stronger."

"Hey, you little bastard still laugh at me?" Kong Xin glared, "I'm holding an antique in my hand, how much is it worth, can I do this kind of hard work?"

Before I finished talking here, I heard a sudden bang on Kong Yi's side, the box suddenly bounced open, and messy things sprayed out, Kong Yi squatted on the ground and picked it up wildly, laughing, "Accident, this is an accident..."

The old lady grabbed a pair of red underwear from her head blankly.

Kong Yi grabbed the underwear and stuffed it into the box, and explained seriously, "The pressure in the United States is different from here, especially after flying around in the sky, the pressure seems to be even greater..."

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The author has something to say: The deputy CP is the one who will appear on the stage at this moment. Guess whether it is the attack or the receiver?