"Who are you?" Looking up and down at jiu'er, the man standing in the way frowned.

"It has nothing to do with your white hair." The man's tone was also quite unreasonable. He looked at Zhang Ya and said, "what's the meaning of calling you to run more and more?"

"It's not interesting." Zhang Ya said in a cold voice, "I don't know you. Who knows who you are. Get out of the way! "

"I have a bad temper." The man snorted and said, "I remember you. You are the one with Wan Xingke today."

"What does it have to do with you." Zhang Ya never gave him a good face.

"Don't bother to talk nonsense with you," said the man, "you have an appointment with wanxingke."

"You are nothing." Xiang jiu'er is also a little upset. They are good at shopping. It's the rude prickly head that comes out of nowhere.

"It's none of your business." The man glared at jiuer and then looked at zhangya and said, "the benefits will not be less than yours."

"I don't want to make an appointment." Zhang Ya said, "get out of the way."

"Still stubborn." The man snorted and said, "open a price. You can make an appointment with wanxingke. I'll give you how much it costs, or what bag and clothes you want. Just say, I'll buy it for you."

“……” Zhang Ya frowns. No wonder Wan Xingke has been treating this man today. He is really disgusting.

"No one can't live with money, can they?" The man smiled and said with a confident face.

"Zhang Ya, who is this man?" Looking at Zhang Ya, Xiang jiu'er has an expression of tolerance and anger.

"What kind of yuan family did ako say?" Zhang Ya replied to jiuer.

"That's right." The man said, "I'm Jiang Guwei from the Jiang family. You can call me Jiang Shao." Said Jiang Guwei.

"Yuan family?" Xiang jiu'er thought carefully, "I haven't heard of it."

"I know nothing." Jiang Guwei glared at Xiang jiuer.

The four ancient families are always low-key, but it doesn't mean that they are not famous.

I haven't heard that the Z people of the Jiang family are the people living at the bottom of the society.

But that's good. This kind of person can give some money.

"One hundred thousand." Jiang Guwei said, "call out Wan Xingke's girl alone, and 100000 yuan is yours."

“……” Take a deep breath to jiu'er. He pinched his fists slightly on his side and said to Zhang Ya, "Zhang Ya, promise me something."

"What is it?" Zhang Ya looks at Xiang jiuer.

"Don't tell youyou about it." Said to jiuer.

"Yes?" Zhang Ya is stunned.

When Jiang Guwei heard this, he thought that he wanted to promise to jiuer. He also hoped that the third person didn't know about it. He smiled contemptuously: "the person who knows the current affairs is a Junjie. If you are so happy, he will give you another 50000 yuan."

"Follow me." Xiang jiuer shows a smile and hooks his finger at Jiang Guwei, leading him to the safety passage nearby.

Zhang Ya didn't know what Xiang jiu'er was going to do, so she followed him.

Before he could follow in, Zhang Ya heard Jiang Guwei cry for help.

"150000!" Xiang jiu'er kicked Jiang Guwei one foot after another: "today, I will pay you a medical fee. 150000 yuan is not enough! Day! " After scolding, he made up several feet.

"How can I talk to your ninth grandmother?" Xiang jiu'er was upset today. Jiang Guwei could only accept his life as a human sandbag when he hit the gun.

Jiang Guwei has his own Kung Fu, but he doesn't know what's going on. For a moment, he seems to have lost his strength. Even if he wants to talk, he feels that his facial muscles are out of control.

"Nine." Zhang Ya sees that Jiang Guwei is beaten by Xiang jiu'er, his nose is blue and his face is swollen, then he says, "almost."

"Hum!" Xiang jiu'er finally kicked Jiang Guwei's body and said, "don't let Grandma Jiu see you. I'll beat you once when I see you!"

Then he turned to jiuer and left.

As soon as he went to jiuer, a small insect crawled out of Jiang Guwei's trouser leg and found his way to jiuer.

When the insect left, Jiang Gu Wei felt that his strength seemed to be coming back. At last, he was able to move freely, but his strength could only be used for crying.

"Damn it, this white hair!" Jiang Guwei didn't know what was wrong with him, but he grinned and curled up on the ground with his stomach in his arms: "next time I will die, you bitch will hiss..."

On the other side, Xiang jiu'er, who was venting, felt much more comfortable. He felt light when he walked and sang a song.

"Jiu'er, you're really addicted to these fights." Zhang Ya said with a smile.

"That is." "You can remember, don't let youYou know, or she will say me. In fact, I'll be merciful, or I'll make sure that he's only angry."

She didn't want to do it casually, but what Jiang Guwei did was too much. Just looking at his face, Xiang jiuer wanted to step on it.

This time, she didn't go too far. She didn't kill people. She just beat him up.

"Yes." Zhang Ya nodded and said, "this Jiang Guwei belongs to the Jiang family. It's right that you didn't hurt him."

"The Jiang family is..." Look to jiuer and see Zhang Ya.

"One of the four ancient families." "I don't know much about it," Zhang said

"Oh." Xiang jiu'er answered casually, and then waved his hand without paying any attention: "this kind of rotten person, even if it is a big family, is also a moth."

"Yes." Zhang Ya also thinks Jiang Guwei is not a good man.

Soon they left Jiang Guwei's story behind, and went to the gold shop where she bought gifts for xuanzhu. Zhang Ya said, "both ako and I bought them here."

"I'll buy it in this shop, too." I didn't see what I like when I walked into the shop for a few rounds. Thinking about it, I said to jiu'er, "is there anything simple and elegant in your shop?"

"Er..." The shop assistant replied in a daze, "now the gold ornaments are all patterned."

"Is there anything without pattern?" Asked jiu'er.

"Here..." After thinking about it, the clerk nodded, "yes, but..."

"If there is one." "Take it out and I'll have a look," said Xiang jiu'er

"OK." The clerk answered and took out two small gold bricks from the edge of the counter: "this kind of gold brick generally has no pattern, only marks the weight, which is generally bought by the customer to maintain the value or appreciate the value."

"BRICs?" Xiang jiuer took the gold brick from the clerk and said, "OK, that's it."

It's still a good thing. It's simple, generous and direct.

See how clever she is! "How much do you want?" The clerk asked with a smile, "if you want to send someone, one or two of them are OK. We have lettering service. Normally, we send one pair of them."