Jiang Hongming sat in the co-pilot, while Su Feng and Su Xuaner sat in the back seat.

Hong Zhanpeng started the car and asked while driving: "Mr. Su, what happened to you? Could it be that he was cheated of buying antiques?"

"No, I bought an antique and bet on the value with someone. There was a little conflict." Su Feng replied lightly.

"Well, the antique industry is very deep. It's normal for you to misunderstand me, Mr. Su."

Seeing that Su Feng didn't say anything in depth, Hong Zhanpeng subconsciously felt that he was suffering from not understanding antiques, so he spoke to comfort him.

Jiang Hongming laughed: "Mr. Hong, you underestimated Mr. Su..."

He said what had just happened.

After hearing this, Hong Zhanpeng was surprised: "Mr. Su, you bought a porcelain jar and actually sold millions of things?"

"Just luck."

Su Feng shook his head gently.

"The jade is hidden in the jar, and it is hidden in the mezzanine of the clay pot. Without any means, you can't tell at all. Mr. Su, you are not lucky!" Jiang Hongming turned his head and looked at Su Feng with deep meaning.

Su Feng smiled faintly, not saying anything.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Su really understood antiques. Ahem, I was abrupt just now."

Hong Zhanpeng felt embarrassed when he thought of what he had just said.

Su Feng was too lazy to argue with him and asked, "Mr. Hong, why are you going to the antique street if you don't buy antiques?"

Hong Zhanpeng explained: "Mr. Su, I came to make a deal with someone, and I invited Mr. Jiang to Zhangbei."

"Originally, Mr. Jiang and I made an appointment to meet on the street, but something happened to the car on Mr. Jiang's road. I just went to pick him up."

"As for now, I'm going to the trading location, Pinxiang Teahouse."

"Pinxiang Teahouse is a very famous teahouse on this antique street. People often go to taste tea, and some antique transactions will be carried out there."

Su Feng then realized it, nodded slightly, and did not ask any more questions.

It took another five minutes.

Hong Zhanpeng's car stopped at the door of an antique shop.

After getting off the car, Su Feng saw three majestic characters on the plaque - Pinxiang Teahouse.

Under the guidance of Hong Zhanpeng, Su Feng pushed Su Xuan'er into the teahouse and then came to a private room in the teahouse on the second floor.

The decoration of the private room is very ancient, basically made of wooden objects, making people feel as if they have traveled to ancient times in a trance.

In the private room, there was a person sitting at this time. He was in his forties, with a very thin figure and thin eyes, giving people a cold feeling.

"Hong Zhanpeng, you are finally here. You are too ink. I have been waiting for you for half an hour."

When the thin man saw Hong Zhanpeng coming in, he immediately showed a teasing look, as if he didn't care about his Hong family's identity at all.

Hong Zhanpeng snorted: "Gong Sheng, don't say so much nonsense. We are here to trade today. Don't worry about when I'll arrive. Take out the things. As long as they are real, I will definitely pay you!"

Gong Sheng smiled and looked at Jiang Hongming and Su Feng for a while, and couldn't help but show a sarcasm: "Hong Zhanpeng, you are really careful enough. You are just trading an antique and you also brought Mr. Jiang here to your palm."

"But what did this young man come to do? He was pushing a disabled person? Could it be that he went to the wrong box, right?"


Chapter completed!