God Level Golden Eye

Although Song Yun was a little helpless, Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng had no consciousness in this regard. He had no choice.

Song Yun followed Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng in a car to the gate of a community. When he looked at the magnificent gate, he knew that this kind of place is definitely affordable for rich people. It is not surprising that Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng are not ordinary people. In the circle of antique collection, it belongs to the real big names. It is a friend who is either a rich person or an antique connoisseur of the same status. It cannot be a pauper, but a rich person. It is normal to live in a good place. very.

Song Yun was carrying a bag in his left hand and a bag in his right hand. Both bags were heavy and each contained a floor tile.

"Elder Zhu, Elder Xu, even if you really want to bring the floor tiles over for a while, can't you just bring a piece?"

"Why do you have to bring both pieces here?"

Song Yun carried the floor tiles and followed Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng and walked into the community. He really didn’t understand this. Two tiles were exactly the same. Just bring one. There is no need to bring both of them. This is a little tricky. It is not light, and there is absolutely no beauty in carrying it.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense?"

"It's just two floor tiles, can't you still carry them?"

"You can't even hold two floor tiles at a young age, this body is worrying!"

Zhu Deyuan continued to move forward without looking back.

"Song Yun, you are also a professional now, don't you know that an antique pair is more attractive than one?"

"It's like the two small plum bottles you bought. How can one compare to two?"

"Floor tiles also mean the same thing. If we only take one tile in the past, we definitely won't take two tiles to pull the wind!"

"Those old men will definitely be surprised that their jaws will fall!"

"Song Yun, I have to tell you that I will take out one piece at a later time. When it is actually suitable, I will take another piece after my instructions. I have to let them see it!"

Xu Desheng geared up, as if he was going to attend not a party but a battle.

Song Yun shook his head and stopped talking. Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng settled, saying it was useless.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng kept walking inside until they reached the door of a villa. They opened the hidden door and walked directly in. The villa was brightly lit and there were lively noises. It seemed that there should be a lot of people.

Song Yun walked in and found that there was nothing wrong with it. In the lobby of the villa, the crystal lamp hung in the center exuded a brilliant light. Seven or eight old men and women gathered for tea and said loudly.

Song Yun suddenly felt a little embarrassed. They were all gray-haired people, and only one of them was a young man. He was carrying a bag that was not up to the standard in each hand, and he was seriously out of place.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Old Man Zhu!"

"Old man Xu!"

"Why are you so polite?!"

"It's terrible when people come, and they bring gifts!"

"This is really rare!"

"You two are famous iron roosters!"

The old lady who was chatting very happily saw Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng walk in, and one of them shouted loudly.

"It's not wrong! This is too right!"

"I have known each other for decades, and every time I eat and drink for nothing, bring gifts to my door. This is really the first time."

"Did the sun come out from the west? It's impossible! When I got up in the morning, I took a look at it, and it clearly rose from the east end!"

"What happened to this?"

"I can't believe my eyes!"

A group of people started booing.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng never refused to come, and they fought each other with their tongues.

Song Yun was a junior, sitting on the sofa with two bags, motionless, and even more speechless. The gods suffered from fights with the little ghosts. This kind of thing is absolutely impossible.

A group of old men and women got tired from the noise, and then stopped.

"Old man Zhu, old man Xu, what are the two bags you brought in?"

Yang Zhonghe pointed to the bag in Song Yun's hand. The joke was over. He knew very well that Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng must have brought something.

"Of course they are good things. You have never seen them before. They are definitely rare things!"

Zhu Deyuan was triumphant, if he had a tail, he might have been up to the sky.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Zhu Deyuan, you are not afraid to let your tongue out when you say such a big thing!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"I have been in the antique collection circle for decades. I dare not say anything else. I have seen thousands of antiques. There can be no things I haven't seen!"

Yang Zhonghe laughed and didn't believe Zhu Deyuan's words at all.

"Yang Zhonghe, I don't think you should say such big words!"

"No one dares to say such things!"

"There are thousands of antiques left by the ancestors, there are more than you have never seen!"

"Not to mention the thing we brought today, you must have heard of it but you have never seen it!"

Xu Desheng glanced at Yang Zhonghe very contemptuously.

Yang Zhonghe's face blushed, but it was just a joke. He didn't expect Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng to hold on. There was no way to refute this kind of thing.

"Don't talk so much nonsense! What exactly did you bring today? Take it out and let us take a look!"

"Yes, yes! Take it out if you have something good! If you have to make it clear first, if it is a junk, you have to pay for this meal tonight!"

"Hurry up!"

"I want to take a good look, what good things Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, the two old guys have brought!"

The group of people around were all booing and gearing up.

Yang Zhonghe walked to Song Yun.

"Little handsome guy!"

"you do not need to worry!"

"We old guys have known each other for decades. Every time we meet, we make jokes like this. You will get used to it a few times!"

"What's in the bag!?"

"How about show me?"

Yang Zhonghe stretched out his hand while talking, with a kind expression on his face.

When Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng saw Yang Zhonghe like this, they almost broke their belly with laughter. They were obviously pretending to be seniors. At the same time, they thought that Song Yun was a late-born junior with no social experience. The facts are not like this. People like Song Yun in the antique collection circle are simply wolves in sheep's clothing, terrifying.

Song Yun rubbed his nose. He didn't know what to say, but he passed a bag in his hand.