Every Day One Step Closer To the Manifestation

Feng Yi stood outside the ward, leaning against the wall and recalling what happened today.

He thought he was just appraising a skin, but he didn't expect to be able to appraise the client to the hospital!

Mr. Zou was so calm when he was appraising the erhu. Feng Yi was still happy that the work could end early and he could leave with the money. Today's job was very easy.

Unexpectedly, the piece of skin taken out later was also fake!

I didn't expect that python skin is much more important to Mr. Zou than Erhu!

Mr. Zou had just said that he had seen big winds and waves before. Feng Yi felt that there was no need to use euphemisms when facing such big guys. Unexpectedly, the big guys in the back would be stimulated and fainted!

This is really...

Identifying this kind of work is also risky!

It seems that you still have to pay attention in the future. Regardless of how the customer blows, he can't speak too directly. He still has to make a transition. If there is a problem with the stimulation, it is estimated that he will have to find him. It's a routine operation for anger or something.

Fortunately, Mr. Zou's assistant and others were downstairs. They were more familiar with Mr. Zou's physical condition and were sent to the hospital after receiving first aid and taking medicine.

There is nothing wrong with people now, but it was originally during the injury period and did not heal, and the body is a little weak. Today, this is quite a stimulus.

Weak stimulus

I fainted all of a sudden.

Now that I was awake, I transferred to the ward, and called the assistant to go in and talk with a few others, letting Feng Yi wait outside.

So Feng Yi did not leave.

It should be the python skin thing that is looking for him.

Feng Yi was outside playing with his cell phone for a while before he was called in.

Mr. Zou was lying on the hospital bed, looking emotionally stable, but analyzing the emotion-related odor information from Mr. Zou's body, he knew that this one was still in anger.

Tolerable enough!

Seeing Fengyi coming in, Zou Fan smiled, just like when he was at home before, the clouds were light and breezy.

Feng Yi: "..."

alright.

I just pretend that I don't know anything.

"I'm really sorry, the previous injury has not healed, and my body is weak." Zou Fan said.

Feng Yi seemed to understand, "It's okay if you are fine."

"Then let's continue with what we didn't finish before."

Zou Fan spoke after a while, inhaled softly, and then slowly said: "Since you can see that it is fake leather, then you must have identified what leather it is?"

"Seven generations of Medusa." Feng Yi said.

"Seven generations..."

Zou Fan closed his eyes and was silent.

Nothing could be seen on the surface, but Feng Yi could perceive the scent information that erupted from his body and fluctuated violently.

At this time, the smell information is quite complicated, not only anger, but also other emotions.

After a while, Zou Fan said to Feng Yi: "Thank you for telling me this. Later I will let my assistant transfer 300,000 yuan to you. You did two evaluations today, and you should receive two remunerations. As for the rest. 100,000 is an extra gift. I have worked hard today. I also hope that today’s matter will not be spread out."

Feng Yi nodded and said, "Don't worry about this. I always respect customers**."

He didn't refuse the money, not because he was greedy for the money, but because he accepted the money, Mr. Zou was more relieved.

Seeing Zou Fan showing fatigue, Feng Yi left.

Shortly after leaving the ward, Feng Yi received a transfer message on his mobile phone, which was 300,000.

This boss is still very efficient.

His work here is over, and he doesn't want to stay in the hospital anymore. The smell of the hospital is too complicated, too depressing, and pungent.

Feng Yi always feels nervous here, for fear that others will pull him over for inspection.

He can't stand the inspection like this, even a single cell can't stand the inspection!

Zou Fan's ward is on a high floor, and there are not many people on this floor, and there has not been a situation of accumulation and waiting for elevators.

Feng Yi came to the elevator and waited.

Soon the elevator arrived, and it was downstairs.

Only when the elevator door opened, Feng Yi looked in.

An old man was sitting inside in a wheelchair, and around him, men, women and children stood a dozen or so.

Feng Yi's feet, which had already moved forward, took them back.

Seeing that he was still there, the old lady beckoned: "Come in, there is such a big vacancy!"

Feng Yi chuckled a smile: "No, I remember something, and I will go on later."

Then he retreated to the side, letting the mother and daughter who were walking towards this side inside.

...

Feng Yi thought that there are so many people now, and there will be more people on the lower level, and it will not necessarily be crowded, but it is estimated that there will be no more people in it.

However, on second thought, there are usually many people in the hospital here, especially this one.

So, let's take the stairs.

It doesn't matter to the senior level, anyway, he is now physically strong.

Not in a hurry, Feng Yi walked down slowly, receiving a call from Lu Yue halfway through.

"Feng Yi, I heard that President Zou was hospitalized again?" Lu Yue said.

"Um?"

"I have a relative who works in the hospital over there. He just told me that he saw President Zou being taken to the hospital. Is it okay?"

"fine."

"Does he know that the erhu is a fake, and is irritated? Didn't I tell you to express a bit more euphemistically when appraising it?" Lu Yue said.

Feng Yi is still really hard to answer.

It is impossible for him to tell Lu Yue, regardless of whether the skins are true or not, how the irritation of Mr. Zou is, it is all the affair of the client, and there is still some professional ethics.

Besides, I just took an extra 100,000 hush money, let alone disclose it.

Seeing that Feng Yi was unwilling to say more, Lu Yue stopped asking why Zou Fan entered the hospital.

"Fortunately, it's okay this time. Are you scared this time? If I have a friend to find someone to evaluate the leather, can you pick it up?"

"Take it!" Feng Yi said.

Why don't you pick it up? You still have to earn living expenses!

Although I was frightened today, I made 300,000 yuan, enough to eat for a while, and it was worth the trip!

When Lu Yue heard Feng Yi's tone, he knew that Zou Fan was okay. After I got the information I wanted, I hung up after chatting for a few words.

Feng Yi continued to walk downstairs, thinking about the Mr. Zou.

This Mr. Zou could be able to get Lu Yue to call over and test him. He just didn't know what he would do after being stimulated this time.

The erhu and python skins in Mr. Zou's hand are all certified. They must have been verified by someone when applying for the license. They cannot be imitations when they are collected.

Today's python leather is an imitation of Medusa Seventh Generation Leather, and the Medusa Seventh Generation Leather has not been on the market for a long time, that is to say, the replacement time is not long.

Now there are really talented people coming out in large numbers, and as soon as the new type of imitation leather comes out, the old craftsmanship will keep up!

I can customize an imitation leather, specially looking for someone to make it old, and know that Mr. Zou's python leather is about the same length, the pattern is similar, and the old craftsmanship can keep up. This must be a long-planned plan!

It is estimated that it is also a big-name contest.

Fortunately, there is nothing Feng Yi has to do here. Maybe Mr. Zou will ask Feng Yi to identify Feng Yi again after the python skin is found, but at this moment, Zou Fan definitely doesn't want to see Feng Yi.

As soon as he saw Feng Yi, Mr. Zou would recall Feng Yi's sentence "This skin is fake" in his mind.

Infinite loop, blood pressure soars.

So Feng Yi drove off as soon as possible, staying here is an eye-catcher.

But he really didn't expect that Mr. Zou cared so much about that python skin.

In fact, if you analyze it carefully, you can know the reason.

After all, the erhu belongs to his grandfather, not to him, he is just a custodian.

What Mr. Zou really wants is an erhu of his own python skin, which is a kind of obsession. Regardless of how high the technology is and how good the imitation leather is, even if the tone is better than real leather, he would not recognize it.

It's like Feng Yi doesn't understand why Mr. Zou's piano skills are obsessed with leather erhu.

Maybe this is human obsession.

After brainwashing myself over and over again, I firmly believe in the notion that others cannot shake. Has become a spiritual sustenance.

When that python skin was gone, his energy was lost in half.

I saw Mr. Zou’s pale face in the ward just now. The condition was on one hand, and on the other hand, he was hit and hurt deeply. Stuck in my heart.

As for the next, it is estimated that it will be another **** storm.

But it's impossible to publicize, the topic of wild old python skin is too sensitive.

It was revealed that both Mr. Zou and his company had to face pressure from public opinion.

Feng Yi was thinking, "Big guys are not omnipotent." At the corner of the stairs, an old man hit him, screamed, and fell to the ground. A bag of apples in his hand also smashed to the ground.

Feng Yi: "..."

The old man continued to cry on the ground.

Seeing someone walking upstairs, Feng Yi thought for a while and asked, "Are you okay?"

The old man stretched out his hand: "Quick! Help me up! I have to go upstairs to give my grandson an apple!"

Struggling to pick up apples on the ground.

"You hold on to the railing first, and I will pick up the apple."

Feng Yi helped him up, then picked up the apple on the ground, put it in a bag, and handed it back to the old man.

"Thank you! Young man, be careful when walking up the stairs. Don't bump into people. If you bump into other old men and old ladies, they won't be as good-natured as I am~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This is the hospital again, which just happens to be wrong. people."

The old man lifted the apple, waved his hand to Feng Yi, and then continued to walk upstairs.

Still muttering in his mouth: "How do young people now grow, their bodies look like stone pillars..."

Feng Yi stood there and took out a tissue to wipe his hands.

Upstairs, the old man carrying the apple was blocked by two people as soon as he came out of the corridor.

Two young men were blocking an old man. Someone beside him couldn't see it. They were about to talk. One of the young men took out a certificate.

When the man saw it, he immediately backed away, seeing that the old man's eyes were extremely defensive, and he said to other people around: "It's a policeman, I think it's a thief!"

The old man was displeased when he heard that, "Who is the thief! This is slander! What did I steal! Search for? Then you search! Search for me..."

Before he finished speaking, a plainclothes policeman took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket.

The old man seemed to be pinched around his neck, his eyes widened: "I... this... just... not..."

The police officer said, "This bottle of medicine is not yours."

The old man looked pale, staring blankly at the medicine bottle in the plainclothes police officer's hand, as if he had suffered a great blow and psychological trauma.

It shouldn't be!

He had clearly put this medicine bottle just now...

Listening to the movement upstairs, Feng Yi continued to walk downstairs and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Smell it.

The smell of medicine on my hands is almost washed away. Not that pungent just now!

I didn't drive when I came to the hospital, and I had to take a taxi to the parking lot near Mr. Zou's community, and then drive home.

Feng Yi wondered whether to take a taxi first, or to eat something first?

hungry.

I haven't decided yet. I was stopped right after I left the hospital.

Looking at the ID presented by the other party, Feng Yi: "..."

Grass!

You shouldn't take the stairs!