Lu Han didn't expect to meet Zhang Xin here. When they were in college, they were in the same class. Lu Han didn't want to marry a woman he had never met before, so he started dating Zhang Xin.
During that period, he was happy and fully immersed himself in this relationship. He could be said to be responsive to his first love, buying whatever he wanted, and even planning to marry Zhang Xin.
But just as he was preparing to propose, he fell into a carefully arranged online fraud, causing his company's funding chain to break and had to borrow high interest loans to maintain it.
And it was during the darkest and most encouraging moments of his life that the woman he thought he loved deeply disappeared.
Lu Han didn't want to have too much interaction with these two people, took a deep breath, and was ready to turn around and leave.
But Zhao Hongyang suddenly grabbed him and whispered in his ear, "I didn't expect that your first love was still a girl. I really want to thank you, otherwise how could I enjoy the first time!"
Lu Han clenched his fists in an instant, his eyes flashing with coldness. When he was dating Zhang Xin, he always respected Zhang Xin's idea of having sex after marriage.
I didn't expect this slut to behave the same way to herself and to others.
Seeing Zhao Hongyang's disgusted face right in front of him, Lu Han could no longer restrain himself and punched him in the face.
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, Zhao Hongyang's golden glasses broke directly, and he suddenly leaned back, while screams rang out.
Zhao Hongyang's face quickly turned red and swollen, and his nose bridge collapsed, clearly broken. Nose blood spurted out wildly, tears streaming down his face.
Lu Han didn't use all his strength with this punch, otherwise Zhao Hongyang would probably have had his entire face sunken.
"Damn it, you dare to hit me!"
Zhao Hongyang covered his nose and shouted loudly with unclear speech.
He never expected that in college, Lu Han, who allowed himself to bully and didn't fight back much, would dare to hit him today?
Still hitting so hard, this is disfigurement!
Zhao Hongyang disregarded the pain on his face and quickly got up to rush towards Lu Han. He was a person on the road, how could he not fight back from being beaten!
Just as he rushed up to Lu Han, before he could swing his fist, Lu Han had already kicked him.
"Bang~"
Zhao Hongyang's body was like a burning red shrimp, arched backwards and flew out, landing heavily on the ground, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and his face twisted in pain.
Zhang Xin looked silly.
In her impression, Lu Han has always been a gentle and refined person. Not to mention hitting others, she couldn't even argue with herself. Now she dares to hit Zhao Hongyang, which is her long-term meal ticket.
"Lu Han, you bastard! How dare you hit my boyfriend? No wonder my parents died. If you don't compensate today, you won't be able to leave!"
"Pop!"
A crisp slap sounded, and Lu Han slapped Zhang Xin's face with a backhand.
Zhang Xin was directly blinded, covering her swollen face and looking at Lu Han with a frightened expression.
"Besides my parents, it's not as simple as slapping you in the face."
At this moment, Lu Han completely let go of Zhang Xin and suddenly felt a lot of relief in his heart.
He glanced at Zhao Hongyang, who had barely stood up, and turned to walk towards the antique street.
"Lu Han, you're doomed!"
Zhao Hongyang looked at Lu Han's back with resentful eyes, took out his phone, and dialed a number.
"Brother, I was beaten up. Please bring someone over quickly. Hmm, yes, on this side of the antique street, there is only one person on the other side..."
After teaching the two a lesson, Lu Han didn't take it to heart. After dying once, he opened up to many things, and now he has a legacy. As long as he doesn't die and provoke some big shots, one day he will emerge.
Yazangxuan.
A well-known shop on the Antique Street, because the master appraiser sitting inside is Zhang Daokun, a well-known figure in the entire antique industry.
"Welcome."
As soon as Lu Han entered the door, an electronic sound rang out. The boss Zhao Dahai, who was drinking afternoon tea behind the counter, raised his head. When he saw Lu Han, a cunning merchant smile appeared on his face.
"Oh, isn't this Mr. Lu? It's been a long time since I last visited my small shop. Coincidentally, I've received a batch of good goods recently. Do you want to take a look?"
Lu Han glanced at him and said, "Take it out and I'll take a look."
Anyway, he's just planning to absorb the spiritual energy from the antiques, so it's okay to take a look.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Dahai's smile became even brighter, with his two small eyes forming a slit. Taking Lu Han to a shelf decorated in an antique style.
At this point, several guests are already tasting.
"Mr. Lu, these are all good things."
Zhao Dahai glanced at the others, then gathered closer and said mysteriously, "These are all from the soil. I contacted them for a long time before they were willing to sell them to me."
Lu Han smiled, of course he knew what it meant to come out of the soil.
To put it simply, it was tomb raiding, but when it comes to Zhao Dahai's words, he won't believe a single word. I don't know how much money this guy has tricked himself.
He began to stare at the items on the shelf, and as he expected, they all seemed real, but in Lu Han's eyes, there was no reaction.
After thinking for a moment, Lu Han remembered that his spiritual energy only appeared when he touched the jade bracelet at home, so he touched it one by one, but still didn't react.
"How about it? I'm interested in that one. You're a loyal customer, so you can offer a discount."
Zhao Dahai saw that Lu Han was taking it very seriously and even touched it, thinking that he was tempted. He quickly took advantage of the fire to forge an iron.
Lu Han shook his head and said, "You go get busy with your work, I'll take a look."
After finishing speaking, leave this shelf and start looking at other antiques in the store.
There are antiques in the entire Yazang Xuan store, but the spiritual energy contained inside is very rare, even less than his chicken blood stone bracelet, which disappointed Lu Han a bit.
I was about to go to another store again, but my eyes fell on a pair of calligraphy and paintings.
The position of this calligraphy and painting hanging is a bit off center, and it is not large. It is partially obscured by other calligraphy and painting. If it weren't for not paying attention, it would not have been noticeable.
When I saw this painting, a faint glow shone on the calligraphy and painting.
Lu Han was overjoyed and quickly said, "Boss Zhao, how do you sell this calligraphy and painting?"
Zhao Dahai looked in the direction of Lu Han's finger and exclaimed, "This is what a customer entrusted me to sell here. If you want it, I'll give it to you for ten thousand yuan."
Lu Han said, "Take it down and let me take a look."
Zhao Dahai took it off and handed it over. As soon as Lu Han received the calligraphy and painting, a thumb thick spiritual energy burst out, entering his body through his eyes and finally into the elixir field.
"At first glance, your painting is a copy. It costs ten thousand yuan, it's too expensive. I'll buy one thousand yuan."
"Mr. Lu, this is really Zheng Banqiao's authentic work! Ten thousand yuan is really worth it."
Zhao Dahai's eyes twitched and he refused to let go.
The others, upon hearing Zhao Dahai's words, also came over to take a look and immediately smiled but remained silent.
This painting can be seen as fake at a glance, but they cannot say it to avoid damaging the boss's business.
Not to mention a thousand, they wouldn't buy a hundred of these calligraphy and paintings.
"Okay, then I won't buy it. You can keep it slowly."
Lu Han put the painting aside, turned around, and left. Anyway, the spiritual energy had already been absorbed, so it didn't matter if he didn't get this painting.
"Ah, Mr. Lu, if we start a business today, you can add more."
Zhao Dahai saw that Lu Han was really going to leave, so he quickly called out with a painful expression on his face.
"I'll give you a maximum of five hundred."
"Line."
Zhao Dahai hurriedly pushed the painting into Lu Han's hands, as if afraid he wouldn't want it.
Seeing that the transaction has already been made, people around are discussing it one after another.
"This kid's eyes are fine, isn't he? It's so obvious that he even spent money to buy a fake. I think this painting is worth at most 50 yuan."
"A lot of money makes people stupid. Antiques really come with money."
"..."
Upon hearing these discussions, Lu Han curled a slight curve around his mouth and turned to prepare to go to the auction house.