"Who is still smoking under the non-smoking mark?"

When Hongshan heard this, his tiger's body was shocked. No one in Qingshan Town dared to speak to him like this, and he was immediately furious.

"I'm just smoking here, who doesn't accept it? Are you? You're old..."

Hongshan said as he turned around and looked. The moment he saw Feng Xiucheng, his whole face suddenly turned pale.

"Feng, Brother Feng, why are you here?" Hongshan's face turned pale and Feng Xiucheng sneered twice, "Why, aren't you welcome?"

"No, of course we welcome, sorry, I don't know that this little brother Long is your brother Feng, I..." Hongshan smiled awkwardly, however, the next second, Feng Xiucheng's words made him petrified on the spot.

"What's my man? Feng Xiucheng is my brother Long. He is my eldest brother. Do you understand?! You bastard, don't talk nonsense there."

Feng Xiucheng glared at Hongshan fiercely, for fear that the words of the disciple would anger Long Junchen again.

Long Junchen, still looked calm and gentle, took a sip of tea, and the Hongshan looked at Long Junchen with only fear.

"Hongshan, do you know what serious crime you committed?" Feng Xiucheng knew what Long Junchen didn't say anything meant, and immediately turned cold.

Hongshan felt a biting chilling sound from the soles of his feet rushing towards his forehead.

Hongshan immediately knelt on the ground with a "plop". He knew Feng Xiucheng's energy, so he dared not put on any airs and wanted to be half-faced.

"Brother Feng, I was wrong, please spare me." Hongshan begged bitterly with a sad face.

Feng Xiucheng didn't even raise his eyelids and hummed, "What's the use of apologizing to me? Brother Long doesn't forgive you. Do you think I will forgive you easily?"

Hongshan's eyes turned and looked at the boy with a smile. His face turned pale. He quickly stumbled toward Long Junchen, "Master, Long, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and flashed two cold lights like blades.

"You met me today. If you met an ordinary person, you wouldn't bully him to death?"

Hongshan was trembling and did not dare to look at Long Junchen's eyes. Now Long Junchen is like an emperor who ruled the world. With a wave of his hand, everything was destroyed.

However, this emperor also has the purest and most kind heart of a benevolent person, which made Feng Xiucheng, who was arrogant and arrogant, secretly praised him.

"Okay, don't get in the way here to get in the business. Remember, don't bully the weak. Next time, as long as I find that you have such behavior, Qingshan Town, you won't have to stay."

After Long Junchen finished speaking, he waved his hand unceremoniously. Hongshan nodded and agreed repeatedly, and then did not dare to stay for a moment, leaving the calligraphy and painting shop in a flash.

Just then, Hongshan had just left, and there was a black Audi on the main road at the door, and four people got out of the car.

The two people in the leaders carefully held more than a dozen calligraphy and painting scrolls and walked into the store with slight hands.

Behind him, two old men with white hair and beards, the one on the left was Liang Jianguo, the number one national player in China who was called by Long Junchen yesterday.

And the one on the right, who usually pays attention to the calligraphy and painting world, knows his name.

He wrote about the Spring and Autumn Period and used his brush to resist ten thousand enemies. The master of calligraphy, Jiang Zhiguo.

Feng Xiucheng's eyes widened. Yesterday, there was a Liang Jianguo, and today, there was a Jiang Zhiguo, the South Jiang and the North Liang. This is not a false reputation.

When he entered the door, he wondered why there was not even a single calligraphy and painting shop. So that's it.

When Feng Xiucheng saw these two big shots, he looked at Long Junchen with a normal face again. He couldn't help but feel secretly shocked. He made up his mind that Brother Long, he had decided.

Feng Xiucheng took the initiative to go up and greet the two elders. The two old men just replied politely and walked straight towards Long Junchen.

"Brother Jun Chen, I will bring you Brother Zhiguo here to support you."

Liang Jianguo greeted Jiang Zhiguo enthusiastically while pushing him forward.

Jiang Zhiguo was also praised by Long Junchen, and he was also respectful of the reputation of the King of Ten Thousand Dragons.

"So it's really Brother Jun Chen. I thought Liang Jianguo was lying to me."

Jiang Zhiguo was about to speak about the King of Ten Thousand Dragons, but suddenly remembered that Liang Jianguo had greeted him on the way here. Although he was awkward, he could only call Brother Jun Chen with a slander.

Long Junchen shook hands with the two elders, smiled and said, "You can come, really make my small shop shine brightly."

"Oh, Brother Jun Chen, don't say that." Liang Jianguo couldn't stand the King of Ten Thousand Dragons being so polite, and immediately sweated coldly on his forehead.

"By the way, these are the calligraphy and paintings I want, right?" Long Junchen glanced at the calligraphy and paintings spread on the table. With just one glance, he could see that these ten calligraphy and paintings were definitely masterpieces of the two elders.

"Yes, yes, if you want to be worthy of it, just sell it out and sell it. If you look down on it..." Jiang Zhiguo said with a wry smile.

Long Junchen laughed and shook his head and interrupted him. Long Junchen probably said that the second half of Jiang Zhiguo's sentence was the same as Liang Jianguo's words yesterday. He looked down on him. You can write it yourself.

Feng Xiucheng was so generous that he didn't dare to show the respectful look of the Saint's painting to Long Junchen. He really couldn't imagine what the background of this simple-dressed young man had.

"How could you look down on me? You can just pay me aside this. The money you sold is calculated based on the previous ones, and I must give me this face." Long Junchen knew that the two of them must be a little irresistible, so he didn't leave any room for speaking.

Jiang Zhiguo and Liang Jianguo looked at each other, and could only barely squeeze out a smile and nodded.

Soon, the calligraphy and painting shop was "dressed" by the works of two masters, Liang Jianguo and Jiang Zhiguo.

What surprised Long Junchen was that Liang Jianguo actually took out the two paintings of Qi Baishi he had treasured and used them as treasures for Long Junchen.

Fortunately, Long Junchen has not seen these before, and he accepted them without being too polite.

On the contrary, Feng Xiucheng next to him took a breath. The shop he rented for Long Junchen, but who would have thought that any painting in Long Junchen's store would be enough to buy half of the art city.

Liang Jianguo, Jiang Zhiguo and Long Junchen had lunch together under Feng Xiucheng's arrangement.

During the meal, Long Junchen reacted after Feng Xiucheng blinked several times.

"By the way, Brother Jianguo, how is the cooperation between Shenglong Company and Feng's company going?" Long Junchen asked while eating the dish.

"Oh, the contract is still under negotiation." Liang Jianguo frowned, not knowing whether Long Junchen wanted him to do it or not.

Feng Xiucheng was a little anxious, but it was not easy to interrupt in this kind of scene and dig a mouthful of rice in a depressed manner.

Long Junchen secretly laughed in his heart and said seriously: "I think this Feng family company is also good, and can cooperate."

Long Junchen said lightly, but his attitude was already very clear.

Liang Jianguo was also a smart person, so he immediately made a decision, "Okay, I will let my subordinates pass the contract again today. No problem, so I will sign it."

Feng Xiucheng couldn't help laughing this time and laughed out loud.
Chapter completed!