~.<  >-~    The next morning, Xue Xiang arranged for Gu Changdao and Vice President Wang to accompany Liu Ying'er in the hospital to watch Dabao's surgery. He took the scroll, took the lame third brother, got on the taxi he had booked yesterday, and headed towards Rongbaotang. The Rongbaotang selected by Xue Xiang was the largest pawn shop in Hong Kong. It is strong and is a good place for the famous national treasures.

Rongbaotang is located on Central Ring Avenue, only more than ten minutes' drive from Shengye Hotel. Xue Xiang arrived before he finished smoking a cigarette. When he got off the bus, the middle-aged driver suddenly said something more, saying that if he wanted something of a very valuable quality, it would be better to go to the Xie family pawn shop, which is a century-old store with a very high reputation.

The seemingly unintentional words of the middle-aged driver seemed to praise the Xie family's pawnshop, but in fact they were vaguely saying that the Rongbaotang was not authentic in business. Xue Xiangxinnian sent a telegram and thought through the Chinese words of the middle-aged driver. However, since he had arrived at the door, how could he turn around and return without asking the previous question? Even if he wanted to go to the Xie family's pawnshop, he always wanted to compare the shops.

Xue Xiangchong's driver smiled and handed him a cigarette, asking him to stay in the car at all. He said he would go in and look back. After giving the instructions, he led the lame old lady to the store. He said that the Rongbao Hall was decorated in a very magnificent manner. In the land of Hong Kong Island, every inch of land was valuable, a trading hall of hundreds of square meters was arranged, which was decorated in a magnificent manner.

Xue Xiang guessed that the reason for the decoration of the pawn shop was nothing more than that, it gave people a sense of great momentum and strong financial resources, making people feel that they could be treated as any treasure here; the second was that it made the guests feel embarrassed and insignificant, and when bargaining, they lost their momentum first, which was the same as the medieval believers who built a magnificent temple and suppressed believers.

Xue Xiang naturally would not be confused by this little trick. Although the hall is big and the decoration is rich, it is just a good living room for him. Not to mention his previous life, he has encountered various large luxury stores, and even in this life, he has been to the Great Hall of the People. The formation in front of him is nothing more than chickens, ducks, and goose feathers, which is not worth laughing at.

Xue Xiang held the mahogany box with his hands raised his head and his chest was free and freehand, but the lame third brother couldn't do it. He limped and walked, but he saw a big scene that he had never encountered in his half life. He didn't know which foot to take when he walked. His feet stood on the thick wool carpet and kept trembling, which made the etiquette lady who was welcomed in front of the door cover her mouth and chuckled. Fortunately, this was a pawn shop. He didn't recognize clothes or people, but only recognized whether there was a guy in the customer's hands. He might say that the lame third brother had been bombarded long ago.

Xue Xiang took a few more steps, and suddenly felt that no one was following behind him. He turned around and saw that the lame third brother was still at the gate, trembling when he helped the gate. He was annoyed and shouted, "You are all blind and you didn't see the guests being unable to move. Why don't you help me in? What service?"

Xue Xiang didn't use Cantonese this time, pretending to be a Hong Kong islander. After all, the third lame child was on the side and pretending not to be like him. He simply restored his original appearance, opened his mouth and used Mandarin to scold him arrogantly. The reason why Xue Xiang acted like Qiu Ba was to raise his body, otherwise he would be killed by an honest nanny later. Although this painting must be redeemed, the more money he used, the more he earned in the stock market, and Xue Xiang naturally hoped to sell it at a high price.

Xue Xiang scolded him, and there was a silence in the lobby. The customers, pawnsmen and service staff standing around him all looked at him in surprise. Everyone really didn't expect that someone would dare to speak so wildly in Rongbaotang. He was still a mainland boy, and he didn't ask where this place was.

As soon as Xue Xiang said this, several big men in yellow dressed up surrounded him, looking as if they were the security guards here.

"What's wrong, the store bullies customers?" Xue Xiang still stood in the local area with a mahogany box.

The four or five security guards seemed to be unable to understand Mandarin and continued to move forward until they surrounded Xue Xiang and then gained their foothold.

One of them, who was called Brother Hao, seemed to be the leader. He thought Xue Xiang didn't understand, so he cursed and greeted the other few in Cantonese along the way, saying that he wanted to catch Xue Xiang's big circle to a secluded place and clean up. He also muttered that there was something good in the mahogany box and handed it to the hall, and there would be a prize.

After hearing this, Xue Xiang knew that Rongbaotang must be the industry of a community in Hong Kong.

The Independent Commission Against Corruption has been established for four or five years. It has spared no effort to crack down on corrupt elements in the government and police systems, but it cannot control the size of the community. At this moment, the power of the Hong Kong community is extremely powerful. The most famous "Lao K" and "Yizi Tang" each have no less than tens of thousands of gang members, which is amazing.

However, Hong Kong Island clubs are also stolen. The business they run is extremely rules and credible, and will definitely not blackmail customers. Therefore, there are still many customers in the lobby of Rongbao Hall.

Although the Rongbaotang store is not bullying customers, it is still unwilling to allow others to come to the door. Xue Xiang scolded him like a provocative scolding, and he was naturally regarded as finding fault. He also spoke Mandarin. These guys, who are called security guards but are actually members of the community, naturally regarded him as fat meat in the bowl.

The security guards surrounded Xue Xiang and saw that he was about to take the person. Suddenly, a sudden shout came from a distance: "Stop!"

While speaking, a young man came through.

The young man looked twenty-seven or eight, with a normal appearance and a short figure of about 1.6 meters, but he was extremely powerful. Four or five black-dressed men followed him. He shouted and shouted, and the security guards surrounding Xue Xiang turned around, bowed to the man, and said in unison: "Hello Xiang Sheng!"

Xue Xiang knew that this was a person with the final say. When he watched TVB soap operas in later generations, he knew that in Hong Kong, he was usually used to calling a big name, a student.

The young man, known as Xiang Sheng, waved his hand and said hello. He stretched out his hand from afar and walked towards Xue Xiang. The words were actually in standard Mandarin: "Sir, this sir, this shop is not well-polite, don't blame me!"

After saying that, Xiang Sheng explained to the man in black on the left side behind him. The man immediately shouted at a few young and beautiful girls in red dress, and supported the lame third brother forward with all his heart. Finally, he put it on a wide sofa and went to work hard to serve tea and water.

The hand that Xiang Sheng stretched out, Xue Xiang gently snatched, and then relaxed, saying carelessly: "You are still aware of things. Okay, we guys don't talk nonsense. We are tight, we can just press on something, exchange for some money, and leave, and then we go to the sofa. I'll let you open your eyes."

Xue Xiang said this without any reason, and the big man behind Xiang Sheng changed his expression, but Xiang Sheng did not change his expression and smiled: "Is this gentleman's accent that is from the capital? Haven't he asked for the name Gao?"

Xue Xiang waved his hand, his face full of impatientness: "Xue Xiang! Okay, don't ask questions. I'm here to do business with you. Don't just get close to me. Call out all the masters in your store soon, and call out a few doctors. Don't scare a few later, and I didn't say hello in advance."

After saying that, Xue Xiang ignored everyone and strode towards the lame third party. When he got closer, he sat on the sofa and savored the tea leisurely.

"Xiang Sheng, I think it's just two smuggled buns. Let's go to the boss and I think it's better to drive it out first and find a secluded place..."

"Shut up, dogs can't change their shit. What is this place? Put it away for me to fight and kill." Xiang Sheng stared at Brother Hao who had just spoken out, and shouted in a deep voice.

After the training, Xiang Sheng snapped his fingers and just now he called the black-clad man who was serving the lame third party, and immediately walked towards the counter. Soon, four sixty-six-year-old men walked out through the small door on the side of the counter.

Xiang Sheng waved his hand to stop everyone's greetings, made a gesture, and strode towards Xue Xiang's sofa, and the four old men followed closely.

However, Xiang Sheng’s original name is Xiang Qiang, who is the third son of Xiang Yan, the head of the “Yizitang”. He is gloomy and stubborn and cruel. After his old man Xiang Yan abdicated due to physical reasons, he stayed in Baodao, while Xiang Qiang’s three brothers supported “Yizitang”. In recent years, the development momentum has surpassed the “Lao K”.

The reason why Xiang Qiang tolerated Xue Xiang so much and attracted a group of old men according to Xue Xiang's request was not that he was born with a good temper. It was because Xiang Qiang intuitively believed that Xue Xiang had seen the world and had good objects in his hands.

Xiang Qiang's judgment was not only from Xue Xiang's standard Beijing accent, but Xue Xiang was ashamed when he entered the door, and was not moved by the magnificence of the whole house. This was not the demeanor that ordinary mainlanders should have. Moreover, Xue Xiang's gangster accent was not pretending, but a momentum that was coming to his face, showing his confidence.

As soon as Xiang Qiang led the four old men to sit down, Xue Xiang called the girl in red standing beside her and cut off the teacup and fruit plate on the table. He then asked someone to wipe the tea table carefully, then opened the mahogany box, put the silk scroll on it, and slowly spread it out.

The entire tea table was very long, more than four meters long. The scroll was rolled together and seemed to be small in size. But as soon as it was spread out, it occupied three-quarters of the tea table. Then, when Xue Xiang snapped his fingers, the lame third brother knew it and immediately started talking to himself.

"The painting is called "Han Xizai Night Banquet", author of the Five Dynasties painter Gu Hongzhong, was painted in the reign of Li Houzhu of the Southern Tang Dynasty. The size is 28.7 cm wide and 335.5 cm long. The whole picture is neat and delicate, with precise and elegant lines. The characters are mostly made of bright colors such as vermilion red, light blue, light green, orange and yellow…………….”

When the lame third saw the antique, he was almost like accepting the calming agent. At this moment, he was calm and composed, and he was ashamed. He spoke a Beijing film with a loud voice and a clear speech, which made everyone clearly hear it.

This time, the lame third introduced the painting, which Xue Xiang had explained in advance this morning. At that time, the lame third saw "Han Xizai Night Banquet Picture" and almost went crazy. When he heard Xue Xiang say that he would treat this national treasure, the barbarian immediately had a temper and disagreed. In the end, Xue Xiang persuaded him to only be a month, and he would redeem it immediately after one month. He threatened that if the lame third did not help, the painting was cheap and the money was not enough, he would have to be a dead person and not redeem it. This two-pronged approach would make the lame third submit.

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