"The leaves don't turn yellow all day long, you and I can't go back!"

This sentence could not dissipate in Qiu Han's ears for a long time. Looking at the empty seat opposite and the coffee cup placed, Qiu Han turned his gaze out the window, and the number of pedestrians began to gradually increase. They were either lonely, in pairs, or in groups of three or five, but no one came into the hut. Qiu Han thought they were happy!

"There are so many happy people in the world, why can't I be considered one of me?"

Yes, I gave my wholehearted heart, right or wrong, but have you ever had a gentle reminder? I have not had any advantages over the years? Why do you see all my shortcomings? Why do you keep asking

Change me? What do you want to change me to be the me that is constantly improving in your heart?

Why do we need to change? Why don’t we learn to change ourselves? Didn’t we say that no matter what mistakes we make, as long as my heart remains unchanged, will your heart be eternal? Didn’t we say that if I don’t let go, you will never leave us?

It turns out you care! It turns out that love is not just about having sincerity, everything is in chaos, everything is in chaos...

Qiu Han looked out the window for a long time, and did not come back to his senses until the message reminded him. He looked at the message and replied to Lin Zheng.

He then called Yin Wuyan again and asked someone to take over Lin Zheng and arrange a lunch dinner. As soon as he hung up the phone, Qiangzi called in.

"Hey, Brother Han, where are you?" Qiangzi's naughty and anxious voice came.

"What's going on? I want to be quiet, let's talk about it later." Qiu Han really wanted to sit quietly for a while. Maybe this hut has been here for the last time, or maybe it will never come in this life. He needs to reorganize every word and sentence of the just born, and it takes time to comfort himself, and walk out to listen to the door of the hut, and no one will hear the scars in his heart again.

"What do you think of Jingjing? Who is Jingjing? How many girls are there? I'm so angry, okay, do you still have that mood?" Qiangzi, who was like a god-talking, made a crackling sound.

Qiu Han frowned, shook his dizzy head, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Tell me clearly!"

"I can't tell you clearly on the phone. Where are you? I'll pick you up, and I'll say it in the car!" Qiangzi said.

"Listen to the Zero Point House on the River Beach." Qiu Han said lightly.

"You are so frustrating and romantic. I'll go to drink any coffee in the morning." After that, Qiangzi hung up the phone.

Qiu Han looked at the hanging-up phone and smiled helplessly. It was not easy for these old brothers who had been together, and they also had too many memories together. When Qiu Han thought about this, he felt much better.

The Antique City is not far from the river beach. After crossing the second bridge of Jiangcheng, Qiangzi arrived very quickly. The car drove to the vicinity of the hut and sent Qiuhan a message: It has arrived, you can get off!

When Qiangzi said this, he must not know why Qiu Han was drinking coffee here and who he had with. You must know that he would not go to Qiu Han's poverty even if he was beaten to death. He could still figure out the importance and the degree.

Qiu Han finished the bill and walked out of the hut, looked back at the hut and listened to the hut, and rushed towards Qiangzi with great strides.

After getting on the Qiangzi Horse Wrangler, Qiu Han asked directly: "What's wrong, what's going on?"

"What happened in the store last night, your brother and sister sold items. It was a normal business. Unexpectedly, the Po people came early this morning and said that the things were fake. They forced your brother and sister to return the things. They also shouted that they wanted to investigate me and said that labor and capital were smuggling cultural relics. Isn't this awkward?" Qiangzi was a little angry.

"Is the thing real or fake? How much did it cost?" Qiu Han asked.

"Fake it, this is not a mess of antiques. How can there be so many real ones? Most of them are just fakes. Don't you know?"

Qiangzi explained first and then continued, "I sold for 400,000 yuan."

"How much do you want to retreat?" Qiu Han asked again.

Qiangzi stretched out his right hand and gestured to Qiu Han in the co-pilot with the word "eight" and stopped talking.

Qiu Han looked at Qiangzi's gesture, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Is the thing you want to withdraw true or not?" Qiu Han continued to ask.

Qiangzi didn't expect Qiu Han to ask this. To be honest, he really didn't know whether the one he was going to return was true or false? He had never tested it. At this time, he was thinking about the word "eight" that someone said - eight million. Where can I find so much money? I can't afford so much money, and others have to send someone to check my store? Although it is called antiques, there is no problem with fakes in this industry. It's all Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, but if you really want to give you some qualification, you can just talk.

Thinking of this, Qiangzi's face turned a little white.

Qiu Han turned his head and glared at Qiangzi and said, "I told you not to mess with this matter. I just didn't listen to it when I went to the project. I said it many times. What did you tell me? It's called being high-quality and cultivating sentiment?"

Qiu Han said that, but he was not angry. He also reached out and patted Qiangzi on the right shoulder, indicating that he would rest assured that he would not be so nervous.

Qiangzi immediately calmed down a little, and his face began to slowly improve. Over the years, Qiu Han was like the stabilizing needle in their hearts. As long as he was there, there would be no difficult things. They all believed in him and did not do anything else, but this simplest and deepest brotherly relationship.

"Does there be a payment receipt or purchase order for the sold items?" Qiu Han asked.

"Yes, this one is reserved!" Qiangzi replied quickly.

"Give your message to your younger sister Xiaoli, tell her not to worry. Wait for you to go back and deal with it, let the other party wait, give him 80,000 yuan. Also, contact the well-known and authoritative treasure appraiser in Jiangcheng to come to your store, and you can pay the money. Also, contact the madman and ask him to use some connections to arrange the Jiangcheng live broadcast column team to come over. As for the appearance fee, we will cover all of it. In addition, let the madman arrange the matter to go to Zhongyu Group. Brother Lin Zheng is here, and he will have a tea with him first. I have already called Yin Wuyan."

When I explained these things, Qiu Han's eyes were filled with frost. He seemed to have touched something? This matter would never be such a simple transaction. There must be a story he wanted to know in the middle.

"Ah, Brother Lin Zheng has come to Jiangcheng?" Qiangzi said again. This is a problem that he cannot change.

"Drive your car and do things." After saying that, Qiu Han gave Qiangzi a speechless look.

Qiangzi drove the car and told Qiu Han to notify him, so he would not ask Qiu Han what to do. He believed in him. As long as Qiu Han was there, he would become a shopkeeper. Anyway, if you believe in you, brothers, you will be fine or bad. Qiangzi seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he was in a much better mood.

"Which coffee did you drink so early? Did you feel wronged when you went in yesterday?" Qiangzi asked with concern.

"No, I'm just with Xiaoyan!" Qiu Han didn't hide it from him.

As soon as he said that, Qiangzi opened his mouth but said nothing. He probably was shocked by his previous words and sweated coldly. He knew that sometimes Qiu Han would really beat him, and he beat him hard. Every time he made his nose and face swollen. After returning, his wife Xiaoli didn't say it, but kept giggling...
Chapter completed!