592 1000 Memories (7)

This Zhao Lina, in the past year as his secretary, has always shown her admiration for herself, intentionally or unintentionally, what's wrong with today, seeing him react so flatly?

Could it be that if you don't work in his company, you will let go of the so-called "love"? She can afford to put it down.

Luo Bin snorted coldly in his heart, this woman really wanted to get close to him for the sake of status and property. But if that's the case, shouldn't she accept the position of regional manager he has been offered?

Think about it, who wouldn't want to get a promotion and a salary increase?

Luo Bin thought about it, his brows furrowed again, and he suddenly realized: "Could it be that she approached me because I felt that she was in love with my identity and status, and she ...... me?"

Despised ??? Luo Bin felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

It was only from the previous admiration that he changed to the current contempt, so when Zhao Lina saw him again, she was as calm as if nothing had happened.

He had mixed feelings in his heart here, and Ning Xin next to him was also shocked.

If you want to know how Zhao Lina is, she can't be clearer, then, who is Zhao Lina who just left? Looking at the aura emanating from her body, it is very different from the previous Zhao Lina.

That old Zhao Lina has a strong mortal aura on her body, but this Zhao Lina's mortal aura has been greatly reduced.

Could it be that Zhao Lina not only did not die after that car accident, but embarked on the ranks of cultivation?

Lin Tingyu actually felt that there was no need to get too close to Luo Bin now, after all, Zhao Lina had just left. And because of the "ambiguous incident", Luo Bin must not have a good impression of her, so it is better for her to keep a certain distance from Luo Bin now. So as not to annoy Luo Bin, he just nodded and said hello.

She didn't think that her move would make Luo Bin think a lot. She had already contacted Little Eye and asked him to find a high-end antique shop, so that she could quickly sell the two bronze lamps in her hand.

On the other hand, she had already secretly asked the flower essence: "Have you ever found out that Ning Xin's strength?" ”

"Very strong." The flower essence replied, "At least a fourth-level Great Perfection stage demon. ”

Other words. The strength is already equivalent to a monk of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant. How can such a strong person, with Zhao Lina's ordinary mortal body, deal with it?

This way. Xiaoyan said half-teasing and half-complaining: "Just now, you should have gone to Luo Bin with this pair of antiques and asked him to collect them." "A wealthy background like Luo Bin will more or less dabble in antique collection, and make it troublesome.

Lin Tingyu said: "Although this antique is genuine. But if I let Luo Bing take them. I'm afraid I'm going to make Luo Bin misunderstand. ”

asked Luo Bin to collect this pair of antiques, and in Luo Bin's eyes, I am afraid that Luo Bin will misunderstand, she wants to take the opportunity to ask Luo Bin for money. Therefore, she didn't even think about finding Luo Bin to receive this pair of lamps.

Xiaoyan still feels a little difficult to figure out about the emotional development of human beings or the way of thinking about problems, so he didn't dwell on this problem anymore and left the antique street. I went to another street mall.

In the past two days, it has basically transformed the entire flower capital, so I also know where to find high-end antique shops.

Lin Tingyu took a taxi. Arrived at a nondescript side street. There is an antique shop called "Qinglu" on the side street. Although it was opened in an inconspicuous place, Xiaoyan had already found that the antiques inside were genuine.

They don't care whether the antiques in the antique store can be sold, they just care whether the owner of the antique shop will accept the bronze lamp in Lin Tingyu's hand.

However, Lin Tingyu found that there were faint energy fluctuations outside the Qinglu, and they were very rich.

"Circle!" Lin listened to the rain and said in his heart. Now she is no longer blind to the magic circle, on the contrary, she already has a considerable understanding of the magic circle.

The energy fluctuations outside the Qinglu are clearly a guardian array, and the grade is not low, at least the fourth-level high-level, and its strength is comparable to the spiritual power fluctuations of a late-stage Yuan Infant monk.

The boss of this Qinglu is definitely not an ordinary person.

Lin Tingyu wondered if Xiaoyan had deliberately lured her to this antique shop, but she didn't say anything, but as if she hadn't discovered this magic circle, she pushed open the door of Qinglu and walked in as usual.

At the entrance is a full shelf of antiques with a variety of antiques. As Xiaoyan said, they are all genuine, and none of them are fakes.

That alone is surprising enough.

Lin Tingyu looked at it slightly, and saw a young man with a thin face who looked only twenty-seven or eighteen years old lying leisurely on a recliner behind the antique shelf, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

At first, she thought the owner of the antique shop was an old man. Well, she admits that this is a matter of concept, and has nothing to do with objective reality.

The young man, who was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, saw a guest coming, but straightened up, but still sat on the chaise longue.

He looked at the visitors.

The visitor looked at him too.

Lin Tingyu found that she couldn't find out this man's strength, but she could guess from the magic circle outside that this man's strength was absolutely amazing.

"What's the matter?" The man asked, his elegant baritone voice a little magnetic.

Lin Tingyu said frankly: "I want to sell a set of antiques." ”

The man said, "Take it and take a look." The indifferent tone revealed alienation and indifference.

Lin Tingyu didn't care, walked over with the cardboard box in his hand, and then carefully placed it on a square table next to the recliner.

The man didn't move, just looked at her and asked her to open the box.

Lin Tingyu thought that he couldn't find out this person's cultivation, so he obediently opened the box and took out the bronze lamp.

"One and a half million." The man just glanced at it lightly and then made an offer.

Lin Tingyu secretly staggered the price of this pair of bronze lamps.

Although she was able to rely on her spiritual sense and spiritual power to find out that this was an antiquity that had survived for at least three thousand years, because she had not particularly dabbled in the antique industry, Lin Tingyu did not know its true value.

"Deal." Lin Tingyu's face was as usual, and he said cheerfully.

The man nodded, seemingly satisfied with Lin Tingyu's readily agreeing to the transaction, and said, "Give me a bank account number, and I'll send the money." ”

Lin Tingyu immediately gave the man Zhao Lina's bank card number.

Two minutes later, she came out of Qinglu, her spirit was a little trance, she really didn't expect to reach a deal so quickly, and she also traded 1.5 million at once.

She felt that the bank cards in her satchel were heating up, and of course, she knew that it was definitely her own hallucination. (To be continued.) )