The girl's every move was as ethereal and elegant as a nine day fairy. Her eyes lifted up and scanned the crowd. Finally, he stopped at Dong Wenfeng and said, "you..."

Dong Wenfeng raised her eyebrows and asked what the girl wanted to say.

"Excuse me." without saying anything more, the girl nodded gently to the three of them.

She didn't know why the tall man in front of her meant a little closeness to her. It was like the same blood flowing in her veins, but it was very subtle. She couldn't help thinking more.

At this time, Dong Wenfeng felt something different in his heart. Although he had never seen the girl, there was still an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

"No trouble, I'll do my best."

Dong Wenfeng smiled and said to the little girl in front of him.

"Tomorrow is the day of the emerald public offering. How much confidence do you have in your hands." pushing his daughter indoors, Mr. Liang still couldn't restrain his worries and asked again.

Green hair smiled mysteriously: "ten into ten."

"Well? The problem of the scalpel you said has been solved?" Mr. Liang recalled what he heard here in Lvmao a few days ago, still with lingering palpitations. He gave a perfect treatment plan, but told himself that there was no way to implement it.

"Look what this is." green Mao knew that nothing could convince the middle-aged man who loved his daughter like life. He could only take out the hollow out carving of Dong Wenfeng's legs and body structure to show him.

"This level is enough." between the lines, green Mao involuntarily took a little pride. At first glance, Dong Wenfeng's casual carving is nothing special. In fact, the carving is accurate to the point of no difference. It's like the most accurate teaching mold.

Although Mr. Liang doesn't know this thing, he can roughly see some meaning. This carving is very exquisite, or accurate. As a little famous collector at home and abroad, he still has this insight. At first glance, this sculptor is not something ordinary people can do.

"Dare you ask, its author is." Mr. Liang is a little excited. In recent years, he is very interested in wood carving. If his daughter's disease can be cured, he can get to know this master, which is a double happiness.

Unexpectedly, green Mao was unwilling to say Dong Wenfeng's name. He just smiled and said no comment.

"Does Miss Liang want to go to gongpan with us?" Xiaomeng didn't know that the girl would be outside a few days a year and asked with her head tilted.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Liang Jing looked at Xiaomeng faintly, and a trace of envy crossed her eyes. "Thank you. I still won't go."

It's very nice. The cute skin talking to him is wheat color. Those slender legs look very healthy and the muscle distribution is very symmetrical. At first glance, they can run and jump

"How happy." Liang Jing couldn't help whispering. Xiaomeng listened in her ear, but her compassion rose.

The next day, Mr. Liang took his daughter to the hospital for an inspection. Because he was not sure whether they needed the latest inspection report, Mr. Liang decided to be on the safe side.

Dong Wenfeng and Lvmao have come to the public market. Although the public market sounds like a powerful term, in fact, it is just a very wide open-air market. But the surrounding security forces have reached a level that can be called terror.

Those who look vicious are actually armed.

"There are a lot of raw stones here. Many businessmen treasure stones that have been unwilling to sell. Basically, they will appear in the public market."

"There are far more rich people on the public market than we usually trade. They have more strength to buy their favorite raw stones. Each stone will have its own code. We just need to remember the code and get married. At this time, there is a secret bidding system, that is to say, if we want to win the standard King, the best money figure to fill in is the number of efforts."

"You have no idea what others will choose."

Green Mao walked in and said these miscellaneous things. As soon as Dong Wenfeng entered the market with a ceiling, he felt bursts of rich aura coming to his face. But it's strange that he hasn't been in contact with the top jadeite before. I don't know whether it's because there is no dragon power in his body or something.

Dong Wenfeng is becoming more and more sensitive to the power of aura in the original stone.

By accurately covering his retina with the power of the non Shanglong, Dong Wenfeng vaguely saw a lot of aura halos, large or small.

"See the king directly, or walk first." Dong Wenfeng asked. He didn't know what kind of chalcedony green hair needed to cure the girl. It's better to ask green hair.

"Take a look first." green Mao touched his chin and began to look at the stones displayed in the venue.

"Ha ha, ha ha, what a big tone, but also the king?" the speaker was a young woman in a tight little leather skirt. She was exquisite and beautiful. In addition, she was much exposed. The eyes of many men around her were glued to the woman.

Dong Wenfeng looked along the voice, and there was a peripheral woman, obediently holding the arm of the fat man, and a pair of sharp eyes looked down at them with a third of contempt.

"What advice?" Dong Wenfeng said. He didn't know what kind of woman was qualified to interrupt her words.

Dong Wenfeng had the power to ascend the dragon. At this time, the Qi machine locked the woman, and the woman was shaking all over.

The man holding Xiaomi originally meant to be ugly to Dong Wenfeng. Now his woman was staring at other men and trembling all over. The man's heart has hated Dong Wenfeng.

"It's true that everyone is qualified to come to the public plate. It's also the standard King. Do you deserve it?" when the man said this, his eyes and eyes suddenly came alive. He was originally a farmer in the mountain. By chance, his family was demolished and came to the big city with money to find such a beautiful true love. The man opposite looks no different from him. Is the girl more positive than him? I can't bear it.

"If you talk nonsense with me again, believe it or not, my life will be explained here today." Dong Wenfeng's eyes flashed a trace of contempt when he saw the man show his head to the rude woman just now.

"How did you talk? And the lady around you was ruined." wearing a famous brand but a shrewish woman's face fired at Xiaomeng.