The restaurant that Li Jianjun brought Liu Yang to was the Xinya Hotel and was also in Chunyangli Store, which made Liu Yang look at him with some admiration.

This man who seems to be a wood-brained person is not so worldly. When it comes to salary, he demands like Liang Song, because Liang Song has always had a very high status in Yanhuang and is known as the number one person under the appraisal master, so his seemingly simple words have actually made him invincible.

What's more, as a master of appraisal, others cannot underestimate him. His salary must be above Liang Song, and Liang Song will not be dissatisfied with this, so his statement can easily win the favor of others.

As for where he chose to eat, it was closer to Yanhuang. In this way, what he wanted to express to Liu Yang was quite obvious.

So Liu Yang looked at him and smiled, but didn't say much. This detail can be seen. Even if he can become an appraiser, he still has a very high IQ.

Li Jianjun arranged the driver first, and then took Liu Yang straight to the third floor of Xinya, acting quite familiar. It can be seen that he is a regular visitor here.

When he sat in a private room, the waiter came over and smiled at Li Jianjun and said, "Master Li, are you here? What dishes do you need to order this time? We just came here with a batch of Aolongs here, so why don't you try it?"

"Okay, order one, then take the menu and let our teacher Xiao Liu watch it and order it. Also, give me two bottles of wine. My daughter, Hong, who has been old for thirty years, will not return until I am drunk."

Li Jianjun smiled dullly, finally approached Liu Yang's side and whispered: "Teacher Liu, the sashimi here tastes pretty good, and other dishes are just like that, why don't you try it?"

Liu Yang slapped his thighs and learned Liang Song's signature moves. Li Jianjun, who is wooden and brainy, is really good at his taste. When it comes to eating, the taste of the dishes in this world is really the same. As for the sashimi, it should not taste bad because it is raw and not processed. At most, the flavor of the seasoning is wrong, but he can adjust it himself.

But he doesn't have much hobby for raw and cold things, so he specifically ordered a few light dishes, and the less seasonings he used, the better.

After ordering the dishes, Li Jianjun was a little impatient and began to discuss the antiques with him. Liu Yang roughly described the environment he lived in to him. This kind of ancient building that was thousands of years ago, plus the layout of the room, and some daily necessities used, he just mentioned a rough outline. After all, Li Jianjun has not yet left Longteng, so the taste still needs to be adjusted slowly.

But even so, Li Jianjun was already full of longing. This ancient style of flowing water in the small bridge made him sigh.

The two of them started drinking one cup on the left and one cup on the right. I have to say that the wine tasted pretty good, so Liu Yang couldn't help but drink a few more cups.

It was not until after drinking all the two bottles of wine that Li Jianjun shook his head and patted Liu Yang's arm in admiration and said, "Teacher Xiao Liu, it seems that you must be from those real big families. This retro architecture and living facilities, it seems that this is the paradise in the hearts of the appraisers. No wonder you have identified various antiques so comprehensively. It turns out that this is what you have used, and that is really a blessing."

Liu Yang's face was also flushed. Just as he was about to speak, a shout came from the private room on one side: "What kind of waiter, didn't he just touch his butt? As for what he was so fussy?"

"You should say less. This is Xinya's industry and you can't tolerate you being presumptuous here. Also, when you see Liu Yang in the future, be polite. Since you can't deal with this person, don't stand opposite him, so as not to be like Long Zhanxiang, and you will be severely humiliated in the end?"

The old man's voice sounded, with a tone of lessons. Finally, the old man's words turned: "Okay, I'll leave first, go back to deal with something. You guys look at Shaobai. He drank a lot. Don't let him get into trouble again."

Liu Yang took a deep breath. It was really a narrow road for enemies. The people in the private room next door were Xingyu's Mosli and Mo Shaobai. It seemed that Mo Shaobai had drunk a lot of wine, but he actually touched the waiter here.

You should know that this is an industry belonging to Xinya. Compared with Xinya, Xingyu is really much weaker.

Although the private rooms here are equipped with doors, they are made of frosted glass to make windows with good light transmission, so the scenery outside is clear at a glance and the sound insulation effect is not particularly good. After all, it is just a meal, so Mo Shaobai's high voice can be heard clearly.

Mosli's figure appeared from one side and walked down the stairs. Beside him was another appraiser from Xingyu, and several senior appraisers were followed by them.

Li Jianjun snorted, "It's the old guy Mosli, and Zhang Chunwang is by his side. This person is too sinister and belongs to the type who can get what you want."

Liu Yang shook his head, but did not speak anymore, lowered his head and started eating, but Mo Shaobai's voice came again after a while: "You guys say that Liu Yang is nothing, isn't he just a senior appraiser? He just became a limelight this time, but when it comes to his background, it's not at all. Compared with me, he is a grassroots."

The caterpence of countless people sounded, and Liu Yang didn't say anything. He really didn't want to care about this wave of people. After all, Mo Shaobai was drunk too much. If he argued with a drunk man, it would be too ungraceful.

However, Li Jianjun was a little unhappy, reached out and patted the table, shouting at the outside of the private room: "What kind of thing do you think you are? You dare to compare with Teacher Xiao Liu. If it weren't for Mosley's face, who would know who you are?"

With his dull performance, he felt a little straightforward when scolding others, which made Liu Yang a little stunned. It seemed that Li Jianjun had drunk too much and had no appearance as an appraisal master.

"Master Li, we have eaten almost the same food, and it's time to leave. There is really no need to worry about these unqualified people."

Liu Yang reached out to help Li Jianjun, said softly, and stood up at the same time.

Li Jianjun responded and stood up. At this moment, seven or eight people were blocked from outside the private room. Mo Shaobai was the leader. His face was full of alcohol, and a bit of fierce aura flashed in his eyes. His body was still a little staggering while walking.

Behind him were Xingyu's appraisers, including three senior appraisers, one of whom was Zhu Zijian.

"Who is it, who the hell dares to scold me?" Mo Shaobai waved his hand and said in a drunken way, looking for people everywhere.

His eyes finally stared at Liu Yang's face, then rubbed his eyes, and finally pointed at Liu Yang, shouting loudly: "Liu Yang, why are you here? Did you scold me just now? You stole my woman, I want to fight you desperately."

But the few people around him stared at Li Jianjun. One of the senior appraisers was stunned and immediately saluted Li Jianjun and said, "Hello, Master Li, I don't know you are here, it's really offensive."

The hierarchical distinction between appraisers is quite strict, and those who can become appraisal masters are indeed worthy of admiration, so when facing Li Jianjun, no one dares to be presumptuous in front of him.

Unfortunately, Mo Shaobai was completely drunk. Liu Yang was the only one in his eyes. He raised his fist and rushed towards Liu Yang. Even the people around him could not stop him.

Liu Yang looked at his stumbled body and did not avoid giving in, because if he gave in, Mo Shaobai would definitely come to him, so when his fist was about to touch his face, Liu Yang gave in to the side.

That is, with his reaction speed, if someone else is changed, he will basically be hit. Moreover, Mo Shaobai is tall and big, so this collision will definitely be crushed to the ground.

Just as Mo Shaobai rushed to him, Li Jianjun's eyes suddenly widened and he whispered: "Little bastard, if you dare to hit Liu Yang, I will go directly to find Old Man Long to argue. Are you an appraiser or a black society? They even started to move their fists."

This shout immediately made the faces of the people behind Li Jianjun change. With Li Jianjun's conditions, it would be normal to go to Mosli to argue. After all, these are all opponents of the same magnitude, and Mo Shaobai must be criticized again.

However, Liu Yang's slight move made Mo Shaobai fill in the gap. All his strength was placed on the fist of his right hand, and his body had adjusted its angle. So when he was throwing away, his body suddenly lost its balance and rushed straight to the big table behind Liu Yang.

A crackling sound came out, and Mo Shaobai knocked over two chairs and finally knocked over the big round table. He was pressed under the table, and the plates on the table were also smashed on him.

For a moment, the white shirt he was originally wearing was dyed with colorful colors by the splashed vegetable juice, but he was still struggling to stand up, but there was too much stuff on his body, so he could only roll on the spot. After a while, his whole body changed color, and even his face could not see the original color.

The other few people walked over and helped him up, but Zhu Zijian walked to Li Jianjun and bent down and said, "Master Li, I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble. Let's settle the money for your meal. Please don't react to our dean, otherwise it will be another misfortune for Shaobai."

As he spoke, his eyes communicated with Liu Yang a few times.

Li Jianjun snorted, and just as he was about to say something, Liu Yang took the initiative to speak: "Master Li, why not forget about this matter? Let them go back and pass on a message and let Mosli teach Mo Shao a good lesson. As for how much, he will do it himself."

Zhu Zijian catered, and the other appraisers also catered. At the same time, they took Mo Shaobai out of the table and stood behind Zhu Zijian, waiting for Li Jianjun's final instructions.

Li Jianjun snorted again, pulled up Liu Yang's sleeve and walked outside, never looking at this wave of people again.

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