The seller of the heavens

"It's all over, so let's not talk about it."

Qu Xiaoxiao didn't talk much about disturbing the people, she took out her mobile phone with a bright smile, and said to Jiang Chen:

"Can we exchange contact information? I can tell from the way you practice boxing that your kung fu is very good. I want to learn some self-defense skills, so I want to ask you for advice."

Jiang Chen didn't want to have anything to do with Qu Xiaoxiao, shook his head, and refused:

"No need, if you want to learn self-defense, you can go to a professional coach. I'm not a professional, so I can't teach you."

Qu Xiaoxiao was a little surprised, she didn't expect that the muscular man in front of her could resist her own charm.

Thinking of the unusual relationship between Jiang Chen and Fan Shengmei, I felt even more annoyed: 'You can like Fan Shengmei, but you can't like me, can this lady be worse than that vain money-worshiping girl? '

She never gives up until she achieves her goal, and at this moment, she is even more motivated to compete:

"You are too humble. I can tell from your movements when you practice boxing that you have real skills. How can ordinary coaches outside compare with a master like you?"

"I'm a weak girl. If I encounter any danger, I have no strength to resist. How pitiful. Handsome boy, can you teach me?"

As Qu Xiaoxiao said, she put on a pitiful look and looked at Jiang Chen.

She has a lot of experience in flirting with men, and she is very familiar with the tricks of acting pitiful, acting cute, and being coquettish, and she can put down her figure.

If someone else were here, she might really be persuaded by her.

But Jiang Chen knew her temperament long ago, so he was not moved at all, and said in a flat tone:

"If you want self-defense, you can buy a bottle of anti-wolf spray. Well, I have to practice boxing, so I won't tell you."

As he spoke, he continued to practice boxing on his own.

Although he is an LSP, he has no interest in Qu Xiaoxiao.

God knows how messed up Qu Xiaoxiao was when he was abroad, if he really wants to get along with Qu Xiaoxiao, then it's not sure who will play with whom.

"Handsome, don't be so indifferent."

"I am very interested in fitness and martial arts. We have the same hobbies. Can we sit down and have a good chat?"

"We are all neighbors, how about exchanging contact information for the head office?"

After Qu Xiaoxiao said a few words from the side, she found that Jiang Chen didn't seem to hear her at all, and just practiced boxing by herself, ignoring her meaning at all.

Qu Xiaoxiao frowned, feeling a little embarrassed.

She is charming, fashionable and beautiful, and she is very experienced in dealing with muscular men. Whenever she flirts with muscular men, she can't be done in a matter of minutes, and when has she been so ignored.

She secretly felt ruthless in her heart, and she must let Jiang Chen bow under her pomegranate skirt, first experience Jiang Chen's bed skills, and then turn around and ruthlessly dump Jiang Chen, letting out a breath of anger.

However, she also realized that Jiang Chen was different from ordinary muscular men, and that he was not so easy to win. She might need to spend some effort, so she stopped wasting words.

Because she still had to rush to send the report to her parents, Qu Xiaoxiao didn't continue to pester Jiang Chen, and left first.

"Handsome Jiang, then I'll go first, and I'll come see you tomorrow."

Jiang Chen practiced for half an hour before he stopped.

I went to eat breakfast outside the community, and packed some breakfast to go home.

In the bedroom, Fan Shengmei was still sleeping deeply wrapped in a quilt.

Her hair was disheveled, her fragrant shoulders were exposed, and her skin was snow-white.

"Time to wake up."

Jiang Chen reached out and pushed her shoulder, waking Fan Shengmei up.

Fan Shengmei groaned lazily, closed her eyes after glancing at him, and muttered:

"Tossing so late yesterday, I was exhausted, why don't you let me sleep for a while."

Although the two of them didn't stay overnight, they did not rest until the early hours of the morning.

Jiang Chen's exuberant energy and vigor had no effect, but Fan Shengmei was exhausted from exhaustion.

"It's past eight o'clock, and it's time to wake up."

Jiang Chen patted her buttocks through the quilt, and urged:

"You are a maid today, so there is no reason for me to serve you. Get up quickly. We have an appointment with the appraiser, so don't be late."

"All right."

Hearing this, Fan Shengmei had no choice but to get up wrapped in a thin quilt, and immediately felt soreness in her waist, legs and knees, she couldn't help but frowned slightly, gave Jiang Chen a reproachful look, and said in embarrassment:

"I think you are a donkey. You messed up like that last night, and you don't know how tired you are."

Jiang Chen smiled, teasingly said:

"Didn't you be very happy last night, why did you turn your face and deny it today?"

Fan Shengmei blushed upon hearing the words, embarrassed to continue, hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground, and ran to wash.

It's just that the movements between running are a little faltering.

...

ten o'clock.

Jiang Chen brought more than a dozen pieces of jewels together with Fan Shengmei to visit the senior appraiser: Professor Lin.

After some appraisal, Professor Lin gave a rough estimate of the jewelry and antiques one by one, totaling about 8 million.

Professor Lin said to Jiang Chen:

"If Mr. Jiang intends to sell these antique jewelry, I can help you contact the buyer. I know the owner of a jewelry store. I think he can give you a satisfactory price."

Jiang Chen knew that Professor Lin knew many people from the jewelry store, so he nodded and said:

"I'll go back and think about it."

Professor Lin took out a business card and handed it to Jiang Chen: "If you think about it, you can contact me."

"I will, please trouble Professor Lin."

Jiang Chen took the business card, paid the appraisal fee, and left Professor Lin's office with Fan Shengmei.

After going out, Fan Shengmei still looked dazed, muttering:

"Eight million……"

After getting in the car, she looked at Jiang Chen blankly, and asked:

"How do you have so many antique jewelry? Are you in the jewelry business?"

Jiang Chen said casually:

"Just think of me as a rich second generation. Jewelry is inherited from the elders."

Because Jiang Chen was young and his financial conditions were so good, Fan Shengmei originally thought about whether his family was very rich, so she easily accepted that he was the second generation rich.

Thinking of Jiang Chen's indifferent attitude towards those dozens of jewels, he couldn't help but say:

"These jewels are not all you have, are they?"

Jiang Chen didn't answer, just said:

"Let's go, it's already noon, let's find a place to eat first."

In the afternoon, Jiang Chen asked Fan Shengmei to drive him to several jewelry stores and antique shops, and asked about the prices of the jewelry in his hand.

The prices offered by these stores are roughly the same as the valuation given by Professor Lin, which shows that Professor Lin is indeed not lying.

Jiang Chen immediately contacted Professor Lin and made an appointment to meet with the owner of the jewelry store tomorrow to make a deal.

Seeing that Jiang Chen will soon get more than 8 million in cash and easily buy a house in Shanghai, Fan Shengmei's attitude towards him becomes more humble and docile, honestly playing the role of a maid.

Facing the poor with arrogance, facing the rich with a smiling face.

Fan Shengmei's worship of money is deeply rooted in her bones.