Chapter 624 Song Yun Began to Float

Song Yun returned to the Treasure Pavilion.

"Why did you come back so soon?!"

Tang Miaomiao was a little strange when she saw Song Yun coming back. It only took two hours before and after, and the speed was a little too fast.

"But just look at those antiques, and at a glance, you can know which one is real and which one is fake. It doesn't take long."

"Xie Feng probably wants to cry at this time, but he has no intention of ignoring me at all. What am I doing there?!"

Song Yun sat down on the sofa and stretched comfortably. After drinking a cup of tea, he took out the check from Han Xue from his pocket.

"Let me see how much!"

Before Song Yun could see the amount above, Tang Miaomiao grabbed it with his hand.

"Wow!"

"3000000!"

"Song Yun, you have made a fortune!"

Tang Miaomiao glanced at the number on the check and shouted in surprise.

"Sister Tang, are you exaggerating?"

"Your acting skills will definitely not be able to win the actress!"

Song Yun was a little helpless, Tang Miaomiao was clearly doing this on purpose, 3 million is an astronomical figure for many people, but for himself, especially for himself now, it is just a piece of cake, just pick one up Leak, ten million take off, millions really don't care.

"Song Yun!"

"I see you are starting to float!"

"Now you don't even put 3 million in your eyes?!"

"Did you know that in just two hours, you made 3 million yuan, and 3 million yuan can buy a small house here. Many people struggle here for a lifetime, but they make so much money. In a remote place, let alone a lifetime, even in ten lifetimes, you won't be able to make so much money!"

Tang Miaomiao's tone was even more exaggerated, dancing while talking.

"Come on!"

"Sister Tang, what I just said didn't say that your acting skills are really bad, the reason is too far-fetched!"

"Whether 3 million is a big number depends on who it is compared to. For me, it's really a drizzle, not bragging. How many 3 million are there for the piece of bloodstone I picked up?!"

Song Yun was not ashamed to speak out, this was a fact, and Tang Miaomiao didn't need to hide it in front of Tang Miaomiao.

"have to!"

"All right!"

"Your reason is very good, very powerful, and there is no way to refute it!"

Tang Miaomiao gave Song Yun a thumbs up.

Song Yun smiled, didn't speak any more, and drank tea leisurely. There was nothing else for the time being. He was too busy a while ago, so he could take the opportunity to take a break. Of course Xie Feng had troubles, but that had nothing to do with him. No, no need to give him a headache.

Ninghua City Airport.

An international flight arrives.

Yamaguchi Yuki and Jin Chengxiu pushed their suitcases and left the exit, got into a pre-booked business car, went directly to the hotel, and cleaned up briefly. The two went to the cafe on the second floor and found a car by the window. Sit down.

"I came to Ninghua City two years ago, and I can hardly recognize it now. It's developing so fast, it's stunned."

After Yuki Yamaguchi took a sip of coffee, he turned his head and looked out the window. There were tall buildings and forests, bustling with traffic, bustling and lively. It was already two o'clock in the morning, and the lights were bright and prosperous. It was already pitch black, and there were hardly any cars or people on the road.

"Yes, that's right, it's too prosperous, it's developing at the speed of light, don't say two years, if you haven't come for a month or two, you'll find that new things have been added. This is really a let down. A country envied and revered!"

Jin Chengxiu is very envious. 30 years ago, his country was also so full of vitality, but as time passed, it gradually became a zombie-like existence. On the contrary, this country with thousands of years of splendid culture has re-emerged in the world. In the East, as long as you say a word, no country dares to despise it. As a citizen of this country, it is full of pride.

"never mind!"

"Stop talking about this!"

Yamaguchi Yuki was silent for a while, and the more he talked about it, the more sad it was, it was like rubbing salt on the wound, which was unbearable.

"Let's discuss how to get that big jar of Yuan Qinghua character stories."

The goal of Yamaguchi Yuki's visit to Ninghua City this time was the Yuan blue and white pot in Song Yun's hand.