The door-to-door son-in-law of the stunning female president

Seeing that Zhuo Ran wrapped the porcelain bowl with some newspapers, Liang Chuxia couldn't help being curious, "Zhuo Ran, is there anything special about this porcelain bowl?"

He always felt that it was impossible for Zhuo Ran to just waste money in such a muddle-headed way. In addition, Zhuo Ran was practicing in an antique shop, so modern handicrafts could definitely be seen.

"What's so special!"

Liu Yiming on the side started to interject again, and sneered at Zhuo Ran, "Spend 1000 yuan to buy a broken porcelain bowl, and treat it as a treasure, you spent 1000 yuan, how happy you are!

I heard that you treated your mother with cancer and left the hospital. Why do you have money to buy broken porcelain bowls but no money to treat your mother?Are you going to let your mother wait to die at home? "

When Liang Chuxia heard this, she was even more puzzled. As a doctor herself, Zhuo Ran naturally knew the seriousness of the cancer. How could she do this?
Could it be that he really let his mother wait to die as Liu Yiming said! ?
"You might as well keep your 1000 yuan and wait to buy a coffin for your mother!"

"You'd better watch what you say!"

Zhuo Ran's eyes suddenly turned cold, and fell on Liu Yiming's body like two sharp swords. Liu Yiming's heart trembled when he was so frightened by Zhuo Ran.

Liang Chuxia at the side also felt the frightening aura of Zhuoran.

But she felt that Liu Yiming's words were too much!
After realizing it, Liu Yiming immediately said to Zhuo Ran: "What's the matter, you can't let people talk about it! Buy a broken porcelain bowl, take it home and wait for your mother to be buried with you!"

"How about a bet?"

Zhuo Ran really wanted to slap Liu Yiming on the face, but he didn't do that, but opened his mouth unexpectedly.

"What are you betting on?" Liu Yiming suddenly regained his spirits.

"Your stuff is fake, mine is real!" Zhuo Ran said slowly.

When Liang Chuxia heard this, she couldn't help feeling that Zhuo Ran was being too impulsive.

The porcelain bowl was probably fake, and the jade pendant in Liu Yiming's hand should be almost white marble in color.

"Ha ha……"

Liu Yiming couldn't help hearing the best joke in the world, "Just bet and bet. If you're afraid that you won't succeed, if you lose, get down on your knees and kowtow to me three times!"

"If you lose, go around Antique Street three times to learn how the dog barks!"

Zhuo Ran looked at Liu Yiming sharply.

It's useless to beat him, Zhuo Ran wants to make him lose face.

Liang Chuxia was disappointed with Zhuo Ran, Zhuo Ran was obviously looking for his own death, looking for boredom!

"I'm here to be the witness!"

A calm and heavy but somewhat old voice came.

"grandfather……"

When Liang Chuxia turned around and saw that it was Liang Qianhua, she hurried over to help her.

"Old Liang..."

When Liu Yiming saw Liang Qianhua, he immediately bowed respectfully.

Liang Qianhua is an absolute figure in Bohai, the curator of the Guangming Museum, worth billions, and an expert at the level of Yan and Huang.

Liu Yiming's Tianhai Group is nothing in front of Liang Qianhua.

He pursued Liang Chuxia, firstly because of Liang Chuxia's beauty, and mainly because of Liang Qianhua, Liang Qianhua only had one son, and the couple died in a car accident last year, and the only relative was Liang Chuxia.

If he could marry Liang Chuxia, he would have Liang Qianhua's support, and then he would be able to replace his eldest brother as the heir of the Tianhai Group as a matter of course.

"Old Liang..."

Zhuo Ran saluted slightly and greeted Liang Qianhua.

"Little brother, let's meet again!"

Liang Qianhua nodded slightly to Liu Yiming, and looked at Zhuo Ran with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, the world is too small!" Zhuo Ran couldn't help smiling at Mr. Liang.

Liu Yiming frowned suddenly!
How did this trash know Mr. Liang?

And looking at it like this, Mr. Liang is obviously close to him!

"I have no objection as a notary?"

Liang Qianhua smiled at the two of them.

"Of course there is no problem. It is our honor to have Mr. Liang as your notary!" Liu Yiming hastily flattered.

"Troublesome old Liang!"

Zhuo Ran didn't have any shred of admiration, he just put on an appearance that a junior should have.

This made Mr. Liang nodded in satisfaction.

Under the leadership of Mr. Liang, everyone came to an antique shop called Ruixiangzhai.

The owner of the antique shop is a middle-aged man, well-dressed, not thin or fat, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a faint smile on his face, very friendly.

Under Liang Qianhua's introduction, Zhuo Ran also got to know each other. The owner's name is Ma Jun. He is the owner of Ruixiangzhai.

"Mr. Ma Jun, hello!"

Zhuo Ran greeted very humbly.

Humility is a must with these people.

"You don't need to be so polite. I heard Mr. Liang say that you are very skilled in medicine and you are also Mr. Liang's lifesaver. If you don't mind calling me Brother Ma, I'll call you Brother Zhuo!"

Ma Jun didn't show any airs, and took the initiative to show his favor to Zhuo Ran.

Liu Yiming was confused by what he heard, how Zhuoran became Lao Liang's savior.

This trash must be hitting the wrong way, the blind cat has met a dead mouse!
He was certain in his heart, and what made him even more upset was that Liang Qianhua didn't introduce him at all.

"Mr. Liang, you can verify whether the thing bought by the two of us is real!"

Seeing a few people chatting, Liu Yiming hurriedly interrupted the conversation.

"Old Liang, it's time for us to get back to business!" Zhuo Ran also said.

"Okay, put your two things on the table, let Mr. Ma and I have a look..."

Liang Qianhua waved at the two of them.

"Old Liang, what you said is a bit outrageous!"

Ma Jun waved his hand quickly, "You are here, how dare I use an ax here!"

"President Ma is keeping a low profile!" Liang Qianhua couldn't help joking.

"you first……"

Liu Yiming said to Zhuo Ran, "I want to see your broken porcelain bowl, is it some kind of treasure?"

Zhuo Ran took out the porcelain bowl and carefully unfolded the newspaper. Liu Yiming beside him couldn't help sneering: "Just your broken porcelain bowl, why are you so careful? Mr. Liang is still waiting, can you hurry up?"

Liang Chuxia hated Liu Yiming to the extreme.

However, Liang Chuxia also had no confidence in Zhuo Ran's porcelain bowl, and this time Zhuo Ran was doomed.

After Zhuo Ran took out the white porcelain bowl, he respectfully placed it in front of Liang Qianhua, "Old Liang, you have a good eye..."

Liang Qianhua took out his white gloves and put them on, and Liu Yiming who was on the side spoke again, "Old Liang, you don't need to be so particular. This broken porcelain bowl is worthless, at most it is a Ming and Qing product!"

As a result, his words attracted Liang Qianhua's stern gaze, Liu Yiming was taken aback, and immediately calmed down.

Afterwards, Mr. Liang looked at the white porcelain bowl carefully, and couldn't help showing a somewhat shocked look, "It's not easy, it's not easy..."

After watching for nearly twenty minutes, he waved to Ma Jun and said, "President Ma, take a look too..."