Chapter 1820 Bow Your Head

"Zhao Qiang!"

"Wang Hua!"

"Xu Heng!"

"Ma Dongliang!"

"You people are all rolling in the circle of antique collection, and all the people in your family are rolling in the circle of antique collection."

"I believe that you people, or you old seniors, are all good at it. What I'm curious about is whether your second and third generations are better than you. If they are all better than you, then Can it be compared to me?"

"If they are more awesome than me, there is nothing to say, you can do whatever you want here today, but if your second and third generations of shit are not as good as me, no matter what you want to do, you must You have to think carefully about whether the consequences are something you can afford, and don’t let something really happen and die with regret.”

Song Yun's words were very calm, even very light, but Wang Hua, Xu Heng, Ma Dongliang, including Zhao Qiang, all turned pale as death.

People like Wang Hua, Xu Heng, Ma Dongliang, and Zhao Qiang are all making money in the circle of antique collection. Their second and third generations are all in the circle of antiques, and none of them are doing other things.

"Song Yun!"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"I have to warn you, if you do anything, don't blame me for being rude!"

First, Zhao Qiang couldn't help pointing at Song Yun angrily, roaring like a wounded beast.

"What do I want to do? I haven't done anything now, but if you come here to make trouble today, or hide behind your back and play tricks from today onwards, it's not necessarily true. You know very well that I have If you have such ability, such ability, such money, and such contacts, if your second and third generations still want to make money in the circle of antique collection, then Be a man with your tail between your legs, they are really not my opponents. To put it bluntly, they are not even worthy of carrying my shoes. I really don’t understand why you old fritters can’t even understand this. Come to deal with me, are you really not afraid that after you stare at me, future generations will not even be able to eat?"

Song Yun had no expression on his face, and turned his head to look at the furious Zhao Qiang.

Zhao Qiang was trembling with anger and pointed at Song Yun, wanting to say something but didn't dare to say anything more.

The same is true for Wang Hua, Xu Heng and Ma Dongliang. They came to Zhenbao Pavilion today to find trouble. The antique market here in Sun Mengyan is developing too fast and very prosperous. It is undoubtedly the best place to make money, but because The relationship between Song Yun and Sun Mengyan had to leave. Seeing the money appearing in front of him but being unattainable, his heart was full of anger. Today Zhang Wenhua said that he would follow here immediately. He did not expect to encounter such a thing, especially It was Song Yun's threat that made them tremble with fear.

Wang Hua, Xu Heng, and Ma Dongliang are actually not particularly afraid of Song Yun. After decades in this circle, they have seen all kinds of people and encountered all kinds of things. People who do business dishonestly, this kind of thing is common, but they know very well that although their sons and grandsons make a living in the circle of antique collectors, and their business is doing very well, if compared with a monster like Song Yun It's too far away, let alone Sun Mengyan, Tang Miaomiao, and Shen Xue, if they really offend Song Yun, when they are still alive, maybe there is really no problem, and they can still support He could hold it, but once he died, absolutely no one could hold back Song Yun and Sun Mengyan's methods.

"Song Yun!"

"You must not be foolish!"

"We people are still alive now, if you really do something, don't blame us for fighting with you!"

Ma Dongliang took a step forward and stood directly in front of Song Yun, raised his head and pointed at Song Yun's nose.

"If I were you, put this hand down, or I really don't know what would happen."

"If you know my situation, you know that I used to work on a construction site. Although fights don't happen often to me, I still participate a lot. You should know that I am still relatively young and angry. It's more prosperous, if you really annoy me and beat you up, it will be more troublesome, and you should know that I have money, even if you lie in the hospital for the rest of your life, I can afford it."

Song Yun pointed at Ma Dongliang's finger.

Ma Dongliang was taken aback, and immediately put his hand down. The scene was very embarrassing, but he was really afraid that Song Yun would really beat him up, and the beating was absolutely in vain.

"Zhang Wenhua!"

"I don't know what you think about what I just said?"

"If you have any ideas, you are welcome to tell me, or tell me your decision."

Song Yun looked at Zhang Wenhua again, his tone was still very calm, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

Zhang Ping stood next to him and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it out. Song Yun's words were very arrogant. He didn't take himself, his grandfather Zhang Wenhua, including Zhao Qiang and everyone else seriously, and threatened them directly. I was very angry, I wanted to do something, but I didn't know what to do, or I didn't dare at all. A few days ago, after I went to Song Yun's Zhenbao Pavilion and was beaten in the face, every time I saw Song Yun Yun Du felt a little scared in his heart.

Zhang Wenhua did not expect that Song Yun would threaten him with this matter, but this is indeed his seven inches. Song Yun is very troublesome and not so easy to deal with, but he believes that as long as he is still alive, it is a good problem, but the key to the problem It's because I really don't have many years to live. My son has made money in the antique collection circle and opened an antique shop. The business is good, but the ability to identify antiques, including dealing with people, etc. is not very good. It all depends on myself To save face, his grandson Zhang Ping's ability to appraise antiques is very good. He has been recognized by people in the circle. He is definitely a first-class expert. It is enough to see the gap, not to mention various experiences. Song Yun has now established a world in the circle of antique collection with his own ability, and it is a big world. His grandson Zhang Ping has just made his debut. The difference in personal level is really far. If he really dies, no matter whether it is his son or grandson Zhang Ping, it is impossible to be Song Yun's opponent, and he can't even last a year.

Zhang Wenhua looked at Zhao Qiang who was beside him, and then at Wang Hua, Xu Heng and Ma Dongliang. The expressions on everyone's faces were very gloomy, and it could be seen that they were very fearful and frightened.

Zhang Wenhua sighed in his heart, feeling very helpless. In the final analysis, the second and third generations of people like himself are not worthy. If there are awesome characters, if they are more awesome than Song Yun, or even as long as they are not much worse than Song Yun , People like myself stand here today and can straighten our backs.

"Song Yun!"

"We came here today just to celebrate the opening of the Treasure Pavilion. This is a big event in our antique collection circle. We have to witness it with our own eyes. After going back like this, when we have dinner with friends in the antique collection circle To be able to brag."

Zhang Wenhua looked around while talking, the house was full of guests, and he didn’t know why, suddenly he felt very sad. He had spent his whole life in the circle of antique collection, and he knew that if his antique shop opened, there would be absolutely no such thing. A lot of people came to participate, and what's even more sad is that the second and third generations of my own people are too poor.

"We still have something to deal with immediately. Boss Song is really embarrassed. We have to leave, so hurry up."

Zhang Wenhua gritted his teeth, lowered his head, turned and walked out.