"Old man, are you alright now?"
"It's okay, it's okay. Thank you, young man. If it weren't for you, I would probably have died here."
Those people around who were originally pointing fingers at Long Xiangtian also slowly retreated and did not dare to say anything anymore, for fear that the people around them would laugh at them.
Long Xiangtian nodded. Since nothing happened, everyone was happy, and he didn't say anything else.
Doctor Hua looked at Long Xiangtian, drove into the door of a shop, looked at him with some surprise and asked.
"Master, aren't you going to your clinic? Why did you stop in front of this shop? Do you want to buy something?" "Yes, I do. I see this shop is quite old. Maybe it has what I want."
After the two walked in, they saw an old man taking care of things around him.
The old man also said something to Long Xiangtian and Doctor Hua after he saw them walk in.
"You can take a look around first, and come to me if there's anything you want."
Just as he was about to nod, he heard Long Xiangtian start speaking.
"No need. I don't think there's anything to choose from in this place. Of course, if you have any, old man, I'm not sure."
As Long Xiangtian just said this, he heard the old man raise his head and stare at Long Xiangtian, his eyes filled with strange looks, as if he wanted to see through Long Xiangtian.
"You're so arrogant young man. Tell me what you want. Let me see if I have it!"
When Long Xiangtian heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he slowly spoke.
"I want a brush and a bottle of ink!"
"Young man, you are too arrogant. There is a bottle of ink and a brush everywhere."
"The material of the Mao brush must be made of hundred-year-old thunder-struck wood, and the ink must not fade for a hundred years."
The old man also looked at Long Xiangtian with great interest. Seeing that the young man in front of him was an old man, he suddenly found that he could not see through such a young man.
"Young man, how do you know that I have what you are talking about?"
"Old man, I wasn't sure just now, but after hearing you ask me this question, I am now sure that this thing is definitely in that store."
After hearing what Long Xiangtian said, the old man burst into laughter.
"I happen to have the two things you mentioned, but you should also understand the value of these two things."
"Old man, just give me a price and I'll transfer it to you right away. I want to order the item!"
The old man now looked at Long Xiangtian in shock, and then spoke slowly.
"I do have things that can be sold, but I want to know what you are going to do with them, young man?"
"Things have their uses. Of course, if you want to know what this thing is for, I can tell you slowly."
"I'm going to open a store soon. There are two plaques in the store now. I need these things to write inscriptions on the two plaques."
"I think if you have an ordinary body of wood, you can lift anything. I'm afraid your wood is not ordinary."
Long Xiangtian was also quite interested when he saw the old man in front of him. He didn't expect that a random shop, which only looked a little old, actually had what he wanted.
"As for the wood, it's indeed OK. A piece of yellowwood and a piece of rosewood. I think they are worthy of you, old man." After hearing what the old man said, Doctor Hua on the side was a little confused. How could he get these things with his status
If something is created, it must have a powerful identity, which is impossible. The only possibility is that the brush and ink that Long Xiangtian just mentioned are somewhat different.
"Okay, I can give you the stuff for free, but you have to return it to me after you use it. And if a senior writes an inscription on it, can I go with you to take a look?"
Long Xiangtian looked at the old man in front of him, not knowing why he was interested in these freedoms, and nodded immediately. There was nothing to do anyway, so he just wrote the inscription on the plaque himself.
Long Xiangtian's old man also exchanged cell phone numbers with each other. Long Xiangtian told the old man the location of the clinic where his shop was, and asked the old man to call him when he came tomorrow.
Long Xiangtian drove his Porsche 911 and took the old man Doctor Hua out in a flash.
The owner of this shop, the old man who had just chatted with Long Xiangtian, looked at Long Xiangtian and the others as they left, stunned, and no one knew what he was thinking.
He then took out a cell phone and called someone, then hung up after a few words.
In fact, this phone call was not ordinary. To put it bluntly, it was just a reporting call.
Privately, Long Xiangtian and Ji Ruxue were also having an affair. In order to prevent Cheng Yaya from finding out, he quickly left Ji Ruxue's house.
In less than ten minutes, Long Xiangtian had returned to his villa.
When Long Xiangtian hurriedly opened the door of his house, he only saw this.
Cheng Yaya was sitting on the sofa in the living room, glaring at Long Xiangtian fiercely. At this time, Long Xiangtian realized that he must have done something wrong.
But he didn't dare to admit it directly to Cheng Yaya, so he pretended to be aggrieved.
He quickly ran to Cheng Yaya and said to her in a humble manner: "Cheng Yaya, what's wrong? I just came back so early in the morning. What happened? Did something unhappy happen when you went to your father's place yesterday?"
When Cheng Yaya heard what Long Xiangtian said, she immediately fell silent.
Still like this, staring at Long Xiangtian fiercely, as if wanting Long Xiangtian to admit what he did last night? If he didn't tell the truth, he would really be punished by the family law.
At this time, Long Xiangtian realized that Cheng Yaya might know what he did last night, because Long Xiangtian realized that what he and Ji Ruxue did might have been discovered.
So at this time, Long Xiangtian didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart.
Just asking around, what do you want to ask Cheng Yaya? If it's this big, you can also think of a good way to deal with it.
Long Xiangtian gently asked Cheng Yaya, "What happened? Who made my wife unhappy? Tell my husband and beat him up later."
Cheng Yaya heard what Long Xiangtian said, and saw that Long Xiangtian was so good at acting, so she yelled at him: "Pretend, keep pretending, don't you really know what you did last night? You didn't come home all night, did you know that? Normally, if you didn't come back at night, you would always call me to report that you were safe, and tell me what you were doing at the moment, and what happened today?"
"You didn't call me once last night, and I called you more than ten times, but your phone was always turned off. What on earth were you doing? Tell me, what on earth did you do last night?"