However, a bronze cup, at the top of the shelf, caught my eye, as it seemed to have been seen in college in the provincial capital. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

So after a little look, I immediately recognized that this jue cup should be a product of the pre-Han period, and it is very similar to the antiques unearthed from the tomb of Mrs. Xin Chai in Mawangdui.

Ahem.

As I looked at the cup, a soft cough came from the coffee table at the back of the room.

I hurriedly gathered my thoughts and looked over to the coffee table.

An unusually familiar looking figure appeared in front of my eyes.

Oh my God, isn't this my own uncle Bai Ruofeng?

How did he end up here?

At the moment, he didn't care about Mr. Bai, who was standing behind him, just rushed to the middle-aged man next to the coffee table, hugged his arm and shouted happily: "Uncle, why did you come to Chancheng, did you come to see me?" ”

The middle-aged man in front of him was slightly stunned, and said with some astonishment: "You...... Do you know me? ”

"Of course I know you, uncle, what kind of medicine do you sell in your gourd?"

As I spoke, I looked at him with surprised and surprised eyes, but when I got closer and looked closer, I realized that he seemed to be a little different from my uncle.

Although the two look very similar, and even look very similar, this person seems to be a few years older than his uncle, because the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes are more obvious.

And his aura is completely different from that of his uncle.

Uncle is the kind of middle-aged image who is kind of honest and wise.

But the person in front of him is handsome, mixed with some cunning and shrewdness, giving people the feeling of a naked businessman's image.

After realizing that I had recognized the wrong person, I immediately let go of his arm, took a few steps back a little embarrassed, and said embarrassedly, "Sorry, I ...... I recognized the wrong person. ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay. ”

The middle-aged man smiled at me casually, glanced at me up and down with sly eyes, and smiled: "You are Bai Yiyang?" ”

Right.

I stood a meter in front of him and replied without humility or arrogance.

You may be seated!

The middle-aged man calmly stretched out his hand and pointed to the mahogany chair opposite, and at the same time instructed Bai Ruotian, who was standing behind: "You go to work first, and I'll call you if you have something." ”

Bai Ruotian glanced at me with complicated eyes, and went out by himself.

"Yiyang, do I look very similar to your uncle?" The middle-aged man asked with interest.

"Well, there are some gods that I almost recognized you as him." I replied a little shyly.

"Oh...... What's your uncle's name? The middle-aged man seemed to ask casually, but a pair of eyes stared at me, and there was something majestic radiating from his eyes, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

"My uncle's name is ......"

Originally, I planned to tell the truth, but as soon as Bai Ruofeng's three words came to his mouth, he immediately recalled his grandfather's advice: "When you meet people and say three points, you can throw away all your heart." ”

This middle-aged man and I have only met for the first time, how can I easily tell him my uncle's name?

As soon as I thought of this, I pretended to swallow and said: "My uncle's surname is Bai, and his single name is a maple character. ”

In this way, Bai Ruofeng's words were hidden.

After listening to me, the middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully, and then began to look at me again.

I also settled down at this time, and secretly took a deep breath to calm my mind.

Then I picked up the Zhu Yu Wangqi technique that my grandfather had taught me, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of me who looked very similar to my uncle.

When the two of them looked at each other, I suddenly felt that his eyes were also very familiar, and the kind of perseverance in his eyes was exactly the same as when my grandfather was young!

But at the same time, I noticed that there seemed to be a blessing in his body, and his cultivation was quite high.

Looking at his face again, it is full of heaven, with a high nose bridge, and a Chinese face with an inch head, which looks extremely energetic.

The clothes on my body look like a haute couture suit, but I'm a hillbilly and definitely don't recognize that brand.

However, I immediately recognized his tie, and it was clearly from the world's most famous luxury brand "Dunhill".

It's really terrible, this kind of tie has to start at least 100,000!

Look at his hand wearing a channel of Buddha beads, from the texture, it seems that it is not wood, but it is not ordinary iron, the Buddha beads are engraved with the Tibetan Buddhism six-character mantra "Hum Ma Bei Mi 吽", if I expected it is not bad, the Buddha beads in his hand should be made of Tibetan heavenly iron.

I don't have much affection for the bejeweled man in front of me, after all, my innate hatred of the rich makes me feel that every rich person is not a good person, except for Shen Yun and his uncle, of course.

While I looked at him, he also looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, and it seemed that he was extremely interested in my origins.

After the two were silent for a moment, the middle-aged man took the lead in speaking: "I heard that you drove away the wicked people of the Demon Sect, thus paving the way for our company and successfully winning this hundreds of millions of real estate orders?" ”

Hum.

I sneered disdainfully: "I have no interest in your business empire, and I am not going to deal with the wicked people, not to help you win any big projects of hundreds of millions of dollars, but purely to return a stable city to the people of Chancheng." ”

Good, good, good.

The middle-aged man exclaimed: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the son of Zhu You of the Bai family in Xiangxi, I heard Mr. Bai say that your good friend Deng Tianhong is a closed disciple of Gu Fei, is it true?" ”

"That's true!" I don't shy away from answering.

Oh......

The middle-aged man pondered when he heard this, and after about a minute or so, he asked again: "According to what you say, don't you have a certain connection with the Baishui Village of the ancient battle in Xiangxi?" ”

"Hmm."

I mumbled nonchalantly, with a look of expression that I didn't want to talk to him much.

The reason for this behavior is because I have vaguely expected that this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared is very likely to be the father I have met at the end of my life!!

Whether it is his appearance or his current identity, it is the same as Bai Ruoyun who disappeared decades ago!

But it's such a person, and I don't want to have anything to do with him.

Ever since I heard my uncle and grandfather tell me about his story a few years ago, I have long regarded him as a passer-by for the sake of vanity and wealth, even though he is my father!

The middle-aged man probably also noticed the change in my facial expression, so he put aside the topic and introduced himself: "My Bai Ruoyun used to be a ...... of Xiangxi."

I know, you don't need to explain!

Before he could finish, I had already interrupted him with some excitement.

This person is really Bai Yunruo!