Chapter 59: The Layout (4)

  "He is from Beijing."

  There's a saying that goes "don't hit someone with a smiling face", but the young man retorted and suddenly became enraged, shouting: "What kind of crappy place is this? You can even get robbed while strolling down the street! And you, are you one of those people who never brush their teeth? Your mouth smells so bad!"

  "Young man, don't be angry, it's my shop assistant who is wrong..."

  Nie Tianbao responded with a sentence following the young man's words, and then said: "Young man, you didn't suffer any injuries either. How about this? I'll give you 1,000 yuan to compensate for your clothes, and we can consider this matter settled. What do you think?"

  Nie Tianbao figured it out. This young man's behavior was that of a spoiled child, his temper even worse than his son's.

  However, a family that can raise such a child is probably not an ordinary citizen. Nie Tianbao may not want to associate with such people, but he definitely doesn't want to offend them either. That's why he came up with a plan to settle the matter.

  "Nie Shu, then...then he just hit me for nothing?" Upon hearing Nie Tianbao's words, Zhou Bing, who was standing beside him, almost burst into tears. The two palm prints on his face had not yet faded.

  "Shut up! If it weren't for your mother's sake, I'd have you fired on the spot!" Nie Tianbao glared at him, scaring Zhou Bing into immediate silence.

  "Deserves to be beaten for having a foul mouth!"

  The young man rushed towards Zhou Bing, waving his fist, but his eyes were fixed on Nie Tianbao. He muttered unclearly: "Hand over the money, I'm short of cash now, and my family's old man is stingy to death."

  Seeing Nie Tianbao hand over 1,000 yuan, the young man stretched out his hand and grabbed it, didn't even count it, casually stuffed it into his pants pocket, and said: "As long as Master's things are fine, this matter is settled."

  "What thing? What is it?"

  Nie Tianbao and Zhao Zhanggui exchanged a glance, both looking at the young man's hand holding the yellow silk cloth. From the moment he entered, the young man had been tightly clutching that folded square of silk in his palm.

  "What business is it of yours?" Although he had just taken someone else's money, the young man didn't seem to be very grateful. After rolling his eyes, he carefully opened the yellow silk fabric.

  "Lucky it didn't break, otherwise I'd smash your store!"

  The young man did not fully open the silk cloth, but only lifted a corner to take a look. He immediately stuffed it into his own pocket like he was preventing theft. He took off the torn clothes and said: "Consider yourselves lucky that this matter is over. I'm leaving now. Damn it, I still have to go to the police station to report the crime and catch that thief. I must flay him alive..."

  This young man was quite carefree, he casually threw away that tattered clothing and walked out of the store with a swagger. "One, two, three, grandma's not even calling me to stop?"

  "Hey, I'm saying little brother, can you wait a minute?"

  Just as the young man's foot had already stepped out of the threshold, Nie Tianbao's voice suddenly came from inside the house. However, Nie Tianbao didn't notice that the young man was standing behind him with his back to him and let out a long sigh.

  Needless to say, everyone had also guessed it, this young man was indeed Qin Feng.

  Qin Feng made some slight changes to his own face, making him look a few years older, with raised eyebrows and an added hint of arrogance. Even Nie Yuandong, who had met Qin Feng before, might not recognize the man he used to know in prison.

  And the two scoundrels in front, of course, are Li Tianyuan and Xie Xuan in disguise. They made such a big circle just to show off that pair of earrings!

  From the first day he entered Guwan Street, Qin Feng had been planning a game in his heart. As he gradually understood the Shishi antique market, this game also slowly became clear in his mind.

  The last day's chat with Ge Lao Ye Zi in "Qí Shí Zhāi" made Qin Feng's plan perfect.

  Qin Feng discreetly got the current situation of the Shi Shi Feicui market from Ge Lao Yezi, and even found out that Nie Tianbao was short on goods and had gone to Myanmar.

  Originally, Qin Feng didn't expect to run into Nie Tianbao today, but he didn't think that the big-mouthed fellow would actually do him a huge favor and directly bring out the main person.

  "What did you call me for?"

  Qin Feng stopped in his tracks and turned around, a domineering look on his face. "That piece of clothing cost me nearly 2,000 yuan, how about it? Do you think paying 1,000 yuan is too much?"

  Qin Feng's current persona is that of a young master from the capital, and his performance was undoubtedly successful, leaving Nie Da Bao's face full of embarrassment.

  "Little brother, it's not too much, but rather less, less."

  Nie Tianbao coughed twice and took out another 1,000 yuan from his wallet, smiling and saying: "Since little brother said 2,000, then it's 2,000."

  "You're giving me ten thousand just because I said so?"

  Qin Feng scolded Nie Tianbao with a bad tone, and the smile on Boss Nie's face suddenly froze. What kind of kid is this? How can he be so indiscriminate and unscrupulous? If he were his own son, he would hang him up and beat him.

  "Hey, little brother, don't rush off just yet..."

  Seeing the young man take the money and want to slip away, Nie Tianbao hurriedly pulled him back, making a great effort to squeeze out a smile on his face, saying: "Young brother, since we've met, it's fate, having a cup of tea before leaving won't be late!"

  However, Nie Tianbao's politeness only earned him a cold stare from Qin Feng, who waved his hand impatiently and said, "Drink tea? I'm telling you, uncle, your wallet has been stolen, and you still have the mood to drink tea instead of reporting it to the police?"

  "Cough, little brother, reporting to the police may not be useful!" Nie Tianbao patted his chest and said: "If you trust me, I'll find someone to ask about it later, and I'll definitely return your wallet intact!"

  Nie Tianbao knew that the pickpockets on Antique Street were all underlings of an old hoodlum from the east city, and with his face to lose, even that old hoodlum would have to give some account.

  "What? Thieves listen to you? Are you a thief king or something?"

  Upon hearing Nie Dabao's words, Qin Feng's eyes widened instantly, but in his heart, he was laughing wildly. I'm afraid that before you could even ask around, the three of them had already boarded the train.

  "What a pretentious king, it's just that people in the jianghu give him face. Nie Tianbao's face was full of bitter smiles, and talking to this young man was simply a kind of torture. In comparison, his own son was really a good boy."

  "Come on, Cheng, say it quickly, I have something else to attend to." Qin Feng put on a careless expression.

  "Little brother, I don't know what to call you?" Nie Tianbao suppressed his anger and started building a rapport with Qin Feng.

  "Your surname is Ma, oh, I'm saying you're never going to stop, are you? Nothing's wrong, I really have to go now."

  Qin Feng stood up and cursed with a dirty mouth: "Damn it, the taxi driver cheated me that there is a pawnshop here, I've been searching for half a day but couldn't find it."

  "Pawnshop?" Nie Tianbao and Zhao Zhangang simultaneously looked at Qin Feng's pocket, their eyes lighting up at the same time.

  "It's none of your business, I'm leaving." Qin Feng subconsciously covered his pants with his right hand and turned to walk away.

  "Hey little brother, don't be in such a hurry."

  Nie Tianbao pulled Qin Feng back and said straightforwardly, "Little brother, what's wrapped in that cloth of yours is a piece of jadeite, isn't it?"

  Qin Feng's action of opening the yellow brocade just now was very quick and secretive, but that deep green color couldn't escape Nie Tianbao and Zhao Zhanggui's eyes.