Liang Xiaoyan denounces the boss of Nanfang group as a traitor. Li Nanfang has no black belly, but his head is covered with black lines.

But it's not easy to remind the young woman that he is a traitor. She is guarding the monk and scolding the bald man.

No, it's just guarding the monk and scolding the donkey.

Moreover, the more she scolded, the more enjoyable she was. I don't know where her high-ranking children and lady's manners have gone.

"Li Nanfang, do you think the boss of the manufacturer, as I said, should get a thousand dollars?"

When she came to the front yard of No. 4 villa, Liang Xiaoyan was still chattering. She carefully rubbed a few pairs of black silk and asked Li Nanfang.

What can boss Li say?

Do you want to raise your foot and kick her sexy ass, then come back with two big mouths, point your nose with your backhand and say, I'm the dirty merchant you scold?

Only smile nodded, mouth perfunctory yes, yes.

"Even you, as a man, admit it. It's enough to say - well, my throat is itchy. Come on in, what are you doing outside? Just take this as your home and do whatever you want. "

In the middle of Liang Xiaoyan's words, she suddenly realized that she had cursed Li Nanfang, a traitor with a stomach of 300 meters.

Suddenly, her charming face turned red, just like the little hen who had just laid an egg. Her neck turned red, and she was even more embarrassed with a smile. Gu talked about him and ran into the house in a hurry: "Dad, Dad, I've brought you the distinguished guest."

"Hum, you girl, flattering Li Nanfang face to face is a distinguished guest. It must be good for you?"

In the cold hum, Lao Liang came out of the living room with his hands on his back.

"It's not a big deal. It's just a few pairs of black silk. It's not a bribe, is it? Hee hee, I'll try upstairs first. "

With a smile, Liang Xiaoyan holds black silk and runs up the stairs like a rabbit.

She really has no face to see Li Nanfang again. How can she do that? She scolds others while taking advantage of them.

"I am a little girl. South, let you see the joke

He was quite different from Guan Wei outside. When he was at home, Lao Liang was more intimate with the people. He wore casual Tang suit, black trousers, black cotton shoes at his feet, and even laughed with both hands on his back, just like Uncle Lin.

"If I have a daughter like Xiaoyan, I will thank Guanyin Bodhisattva on the 15th of every month."

Li NanFang's face was full of admiration and admiration.

This guy praises Liang Xiaoyan openly, but in fact he secretly compares it to her Laozi to revenge her for pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey just now.

But Lao Liang didn't think much about it. He was so proud that he took Li Nanfang into the living room.

The decor in the living room is simple and elegant. The surface of the decor looks unimportant, and even feels that it can't keep up with the trend. However, Li NanFang's face changed slightly when he saw the picture of Eight Immortals in the bamboo grove hanging on the east wall.

Just looking back, Lao Liang's eyes flashed a touch of surprise, and then returned to normal. He pretended to be casual and asked, "south, what do you think of this picture?"

Li Nanfang didn't speak. He went to the wall and raised his hand. His index finger was on the red seal of the Eight Immortals in the bamboo forest. He gently touched it, put it under his nose, sniffed it, and then stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it.

In fact, according to Li NanFang's level of antique identification, there is no need to be so "serious" in the identification. Just a glance can confirm that this picture is authentic. There is no market price of 18 million. Don't want to take it down.

He was so serious because he was afraid that if he made a mistake, he would make a fool of himself in front of Lao Liang and leave a bad impression that he didn't know how to pretend to understand.

"Uncle Liang, from Zheng Banqiao's" Eight Immortals in the bamboo grove ", you are absolutely an honest and upright official."

Li Nanfang sincerely praised that if Wang Defa and Chen Dali were present, they would be admired.

Lao Liang is a little Leng: "Oh? It's just a picture. How can it be related to whether I'm an honest and upright official? "

"If you are not an honest and upright official, how dare you get at least eight million authentic works of Zheng Banqiao and hang them in the living room openly?"

Before Li NanFang's voice fell, Lao Liang burst out laughing.

Deaf people can hear it. It's a heartfelt laugh. It's Longyan Dayue for short.

It's more like Li Nanfang tickling. He suddenly touches his itch, and his whole body is almost comfortable.

Those who are qualified to come to Lao Liang's house are basically familiar with antiques. After all, those who can step on Liang's house are basically people who have no worries about food and clothing. In their spare time, raising flowers and planting grass, playing with antiques or little girls are all compulsory courses.

But no one ever said that after confirming that it was the true work of Zheng Banqiao, like Li Nanfang.

At most, I would only praise the priceless treasure or gently persuade him. It's better to take off the painting, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Lao Liang can only ha ha -

"confidant, confidant."

After laughing, Lao Liang raised his hand and patted Li Nanfang on the shoulder and said with emotion, "I didn't expect that you would be my confidant. Pan Taoyuan told me that he came to Huayuan four years ago. In the past, there have been people with bad intentions who wanted to use this picture to give me bad ideas. However, after careful investigation, the investigation team determined that this picture was a coincidence of mine - ha ha, those people's faces must be more ugly than monkey's buttocks. "Jinghua Panjiayuan is a famous Taobao Holy Land in the world.

Only in that kind of place can we get at least eight million babies for 80 yuan.

Of course, you may spend 8 million to get 80 fast counterfeit goods, which depends on your financial fortune and your vision.

When Lao Liang was an official in Beijing, his only hobby was to go to Panjiayuan to Taobao. I don't know how much money he spent wrongly. However, it was his great luck to get this picture, which was regarded as the greatest joy in his life.

But because of the identity, I can't talk about it in detail.

Now after Li NanFang's high-level flattery, he can finally show off with outsiders. Can he be a confidant?

"South, how can you study antiques when you are young?"

After Longyan Dayue, Lao Liang was surprised that Li Nanfang could recognize antiques.

"What do you say?"

Li Nanfang thought about it and said ambiguously, "maybe I have a certain talent in identifying antiques?"

"It's definitely a gift. It's the first time I've seen someone sniff and lick antiques with their nose and tongue."

Lao Liang took Li Nanfang to sit down and poured him a glass of water: "tell Uncle quickly, what's the secret in this?"

"I can't say exactly."

Li Nanfang shook his head with a bitter smile.

Of course, he won't tell Lao Liang that he can identify antiques with his sense of smell. That's why he opened the plug-in.

The black dragon hidden in his Qihai Dantian is no less sensitive to antiques than the jade he was interested in recently.

Black dragon is like a treasure authentication authority who has been in the antique industry for hundreds of years. It can really distinguish the authenticity of antiques only by smell.

Seeing that Li Nanfang was not being perfunctory, Lao Liang could only shake his head regretfully and had to admit that talent really existed.

After chatting a few words, Lao Liang picked up his tea cup and asked casually: "I heard that you made trouble in the central hospital yesterday?"

"Uncle Liang, I'm not to blame for this."

Of course, Li Nanfang can see that Lao Liang's seemingly casual attitude is rigorous and serious. He knows that he has investigated the matter clearly. After all, he is the leader of the provincial department. It's not easy to know the wind and grass on the green hill.

What's more, when he was in the central hospital the day before yesterday, he had already expressed his closeness to Li Nanfang in public.

Therefore, there is no need to deliberately investigate this matter. Someone will take the initiative to report it to him.

However, Li Nanfang is very clear that Lao Liang knows that this is a statement. He wants to describe it in detail, which is another meaning.

From an objective point of view, Li Nanfang explained in detail how he knew Yang Xiao, a master of traditional Chinese medicine with mental retardation.

It seems that Lao Liang is quite satisfied with Li NanFang's explanation, because his face has never changed.

But after Li Nanfang shut up, he didn't speak for a long time. He held a teacup in his left hand and bent his right index finger to tap on the table.

He is weighing the pros and cons of the period in order to keep LV Mingming.

There was no need for Li Nanfang to ask for anything, but Lao Liang had already thought about it in advance.

In the bedroom on the second floor, when Liang Xiaoyan's exclamation suddenly came, Lao Liang woke up from his meditation, looked back at the bedroom and frowned.

The young monk pointed to the black donkey and scolded her.

Li Nanfang thought and looked up at the second floor.

See the West bedroom door opened, Liang Xiaoyan show small head, mischievous to his father tongue, and then back.

"This girl is always surprised."

After blaming his daughter, Lao Liang looked at Li Nanfang and said slowly, "Nanfang, you should know now what is the origin of vice president Duan?"

"Dali Duan."

"Yes. Do you think it is necessary to have a conflict with the Duan family of Dali in order to become the president of a central hospital? "

Lao Liang put down his tea cup and said, "you may have heard that over the years, Dali Duan's forces have never crossed the north of the river. But it's just about the men of the Duan family. "

Li Nanfang understood: "this vice president Duan is the daughter of the Duan family who married to the north. Although on the surface, she has nothing to do with the Duan family in Dali, she is the daughter of the Duan family, but she can't help being scrupulous. "

"Well. Maybe it's just another kind of penetration. "

Lao Liang sighed, as if thinking: "Dali Duan, now is no longer satisfied, partial with a couple."

"It's human nature. Greed is human nature."

"You have a point."

Lao Liang looked a little complicated and shook his head. He said softly, "it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I'm not good enough."

In the eyes of ordinary people, Lao Liang's official residence in the main hall is a man who can't do well.But in Dali Duan's eyes, he is a passer-by who plays soy sauce. He doesn't even have the qualification to fight.

The family behind him can.

But the question is, even if master Yue comes back to support Yue Zitong, will the Yue family fight with the Duan family of Dali for a bright Lu?

Li Nanfang understood what Lao Liang said and said gratefully, "Uncle Liang, I understand."

"Let go."

Lao Liang advised: "what I mean is that you personally come to the door to apologize to Vice President Duan -"

before he finished, Li Nanfang shook his head.

Lao Liang frowned.

Li Nanfang picked up his tea cup, stared at the water and said faintly, "I never thought about being a knight errant for the people. But this time, I won't give in. LV Mingming, I'm sure. By whatever means. "