Peach Fortune Ring

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Xiangshan belongs to the kind of taciturn person. If you don't talk to him, he can keep silent. So, after getting on the plane, Song Yan directly asked the flight attendant for a blindfold to put on, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

A few hours later, the plane landed at Yangon Airport.

Compared with the big international airports like Yandu and Shuanghe, Yangon Airport looks much dilapidated.

The Heidian public event was not held in Yangon, but in a small town near Yangon.

Because I won a language pack last time, there is no difficulty in communication.

After getting into a black car, the two headed straight to the city center. It wasn't that Song Yan didn't want to take a taxi, but that there was really no such place.

This black car is a second-hand Xiali car, very tattered.

Driving on the dilapidated road, shaking and making crackling noises, Song Yan doubted whether the car would fall apart.

"Master, is there something wrong with your route?"

Song Yan told the driver in Heidian language that before coming, he had made preparations and memorized all the routes on the map of Heidian Kingdom in his mind.

The driver is a local man in his 30s, with a short stature and dark skin.

Hearing Song Yan's question, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he pretended to be calm and said: "Guests don't have to worry, I'm taking a shortcut!"

"You don't have to go the other way if you take a shortcut, right?" Song Yan sneered.

Suddenly, the driver slammed on the brakes, took out the car key, and quickly opened the door and ran off.

Song Yan and the others raised their eyes to look out of the car, and found a group of Heidian locals carrying sticks rushing out from all around and surrounded the car.

"Old Elephant, it seems that we have encountered robbers!" Song Yan said with a faint smile.

"I'll deal with them!"

Xiang Shan said something indifferently, then pushed open the car door and rushed out.

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Chapter 2 The Despicable Man

In less than a minute, Xiangshan carried the short driver and forced him into the driver's seat.

The car restarted and headed towards the center of Yangon, leaving only moaning locals behind.

"Here's your fare."

Ten minutes later, Song Yan threw 10 yuan to the driver and walked into the Yangon Hotel with Xiang Shan.

Looking at the backs of the two people walking into the hotel, the driver let out a heavy breath. The man was too terrifying. In less than a minute, he knocked down all 1 people.

Song Yan booked the hotel room online for ten days.

Today is the 16th, and the Heidian public market will not be officially opened until the 18th.

After reading Eastern Medicine books for two hours in the room, Song Yan threw them into the storage spirit ring, went to the next door, and asked Xiangshan to go to the restaurant of the hotel for dinner.

Because the Heidian public market is about to open, Yangon has welcomed a large number of jewelry and jade merchants from the Yanhuang Kingdom, as well as rich people who want to try their luck.

Therefore, more than [-]% of the restaurants are Yanhuang people.

While waiting for the meal, Song Yan scanned the restaurant boredly.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he found that the seat next to him was actually a beautiful woman.

Dark blue professional OL attire, long legs, black stockings, high heels, matched with that flawless beauty, absolutely Bai Fumei, moreover, this Bai Fumei is not very old, she should only be in her early 20s.

At this moment, she is seriously discussing the Heidian public market on the 18th with the middle-aged woman sitting opposite her.

Although their voices were low, Song Yan's hearing was so keen.

According to the information leaked from the conversation between the two, the two should be from a domestic jewelry company, and this time they came to the Heidian fair to buy rough stones.

Moreover, the name of "Chachai" was mentioned many times in the conversation.

Before coming to Yangon, Song Yan asked Nangong Yuntian to help him collect some information about the Heidian warlord and the organizer of this public offering.

If he remembers correctly, this Chachai is one of the five Heidian warlords, and at the same time, one of the organizers of this fair.

After talking about work matters, Jiang Wan'er asked with some concern: "Sister Zhu, when will Miracle Doctor Ning arrive?"

Sister Zhu said in a deep voice, "Mr. Jiang, don't worry, Doctor Ning has already answered and will arrive before noon tomorrow."

Hearing this, Jiang Wan'er felt more at ease: "If Doctor Ning can cure Chachai's hidden disease, then we will be much more confident in winning the share of the rough stone this time."

Sister Zhu nodded approvingly: "Nanduan Mubei's master, Ning's doctor is one of our Yanhuang's two great doctors. With him, he will definitely cure Chachai's hidden illness."

"I hope so!" Jiang Wan'er nodded, faintly feeling that this matter might not go so smoothly.

At this moment, a young man walked into the restaurant surrounded by two bodyguards. This young man should be 25 or [-] years old. He had a dark brown birthmark on his left cheek, covering almost half of his left cheek.

It stands to reason that such a person should have low self-esteem.

But there was no trace of inferiority complex on the young man's face. Instead, there was a somewhat haughty smile on the corner of his mouth. He swept his eyes across the restaurant, and finally locked on to Jiang Wan'er, and strode over.

Jiang Wan'er seemed to have sensed something, and raised her head subconsciously. The moment she saw the young man, her beautiful face suddenly changed, and it became more gloomy.

"Sister Wan'er, we meet again!" The young man walked to the table and looked down at Jiang Wan'er, not hiding the lewdness in his eyes at all.

"Young Master Song, please respect yourself. You can call me President Jiang or Jiang Wan'er, please don't call me Sister Wan'er." Jiang Wan'er did not hide the disgust in her heart at all, and it was completely expressed on her face.

"Young Master Song, please sit down." Sister Zhu stood up with a somewhat fearful expression.

The young man unceremoniously sat down opposite Jiang Wan'er, his gaze even more unscrupulous: "Sister Wan'er, don't be so born, you will marry into our Song family sooner or later, don't tell me, you want me to call you Wan'er's wife in advance."

"nausea!"

Jiang Wan'er snorted coldly, got up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by two young bodyguards.

The young man smiled and said, "Sister Wan'er, I know you came to Heidian this time to buy rough stones. Do you need my help? Our Song family is very familiar with the generals in Heidian."

Hearing this, Jiang Wan'er's face changed drastically, she couldn't hear the threatening meaning in Song Fei's words.

"You are mean."

Song Fei said indifferently: "Sister Wan'er is so good-looking when she scolds others. But you misunderstood me, and I really want to help you!"

"unnecessary!"

Jiang Wan'er bypassed the two bodyguards and left quickly. Looking at her back, Song Fei revealed a playful expression, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Wan'er, do you think you can escape from my grasp?"