Galactic Garbage Station

Hu Xingming unwrapped the gift package under the burning gaze of the crowd and saw a scroll inside. Everyone couldn't help but look slightly. For Su Xiao, this gift seemed too ordinary at first sight.

“Hmm?” Sun Yuheng saw the scroll and frowned. Just as soon as Su Zheng gave the gift, he settled the whole scene, grabbed all the wind, and let Sun Yuheng have some discomfort in his heart. He really wanted to grab the wind, but he didn't have enough confidence to defeat Su Zheng in the gift, so he intends to wait and see how it changes first. Now that Su Xin's gift was a scroll, he suddenly had a bad feeling that his gift was also a scroll.

“Sun Shao, what's wrong?” A skinny young man next to him perceived Sun Yuheng's face and asked.

“Nothing?” Sun Yuheng shook his head. He hadn't figured out where that ominous feeling came from.

“Sun Shao, relax. Your gift is the perfect one. Even if he is more precious, he will not necessarily be happier than you.” The skinny young man whispered, half complimenting and half telling the truth. He had seen Sun Yuheng prepare a gift, a Buddhist statue, very ambitious, seemed to be just a few photos, just uploaded online. A friend in the industry said the Buddha statue was worth at least tens of millions.

Moreover, Hu Xingming believes in Buddha. He likes to be slim and nurturing during leisure. He will like this Buddha's statue more than ordinary people. It can be said that both in terms of the value of the gift itself and in terms of the interest of Hu Xingming, the gift is impeccable.

“Exactly.” Sun Yuheng nodded carelessly and focused his attention on the scrolls sent by Su Xiao.

Hu Xingming cautiously spread the scroll on the table. Everyone set their eyes and shouted collectively. Sun Yuheng was stunned and then his face changed dramatically. On the scroll, a Buddha is painted. This Buddha has a tender face, sits on his knees, hands are stamped... around the statue of the Buddha, and a dense and numb Buddhist scripture.

“It's like a quiet period! ”

“Seems like the crazy one on the internet, looks more intentional than the photo. ”

“Oh, my God, isn't that the original picture? ”

“The original is said to have been offered 100 million. Is this really it? ”

Everyone can't help but stare out and squeeze forward to see more clearly. Someone took a photo online and found it exactly the same as the one in front of you. And the more I look at it, the more I feel that the Buddha statue is extremely meaningful, and it's not at all comparable to online photographs.

“It's really the original.” Tang Hao's breathing a little rushed.

“Mr. Su actually sent out this original image, it was..." Mr. Wu didn't even know how to describe his mood. Such a baby, if it were his, he would never send it, but Su Xin was so easy to send it. He was a gift madman.

Sun Yuheng was the only one present with an ugly face. Because what he prepared was exactly what he had bought from Su Xin. The elderly man he was talking about was Hu Gaogang. Originally, he was ready to make a difference at this birthday banquet. Where did you come up with this, Su Zheng actually took out the original image so that his secondary product could be taken out?

Sun Yuheng looked at Su Zheng with hatred and finally knew where the ominous feeling had just come from. I thought, Su Xin, this bastard, didn't he give money and don't want to sell it? Such a priceless treasure, can you really give it away?

“Wait, this must be fake.” That's when the lean young man next to Sun Yuheng said.

Everyone stunned, then turned to look at him first, full of confusion. The skinny young man lifted his chin slightly and said: “This must be a fake, because Sun Shao already bought the real product. ”

The skinny young man did not notice at all. When he said this, Sun Yuheng's face was even uglier and he kept looking at him. Others wait, their faces get weird.

The skinny young man saw everyone and thought they didn't believe. He said: "I'm telling you the truth. If you don't believe me, let Sun Xiao take it out...”

“Stop it.” Sun Yuheng scolded him. The skinny young man just shut up. He just looked at his divine color and obviously wanted to continue. He still did not know why Sun Yuheng wanted to stop him.

“This little brother, do you know who sent the photograph of the Internet in the first place?” A middle-aged man warned kindly.

“I don't know, I just know it's all over the place.” said the skinny young man.

“The one who sent it, far from the sky, is in front of him.” The middle-aged man said.

The skinny young man stunned and thought twice before suddenly looking at Su Zheng, his face was stiff. He turned his head and looked at Sun Yuheng, who looked ugly. He lowered his head deeply and couldn't help but dig a hole into it. Even if he was dumb enough, he knew he was good enough to do bad things.

Imagine that Su Zheng was the first person to send the photo, so it shows that Su Zheng is most likely the original image. How could he have a fake product in his hand? In other words, Sun Yuheng's kind, presumably counterfeit.

“Things like that.” Sun Yuheng tried to be calm and explained, "I was also very impressed with this original image. I went to Mr. Su's house the other day and hoped that he would sell it to me. However, Mr. Su refused to sell it and took out a second product. I thought it was not bad, so I bought it. Don't you know, it made everyone laugh. ”

“So that's how it is.” Everyone was laughing, and lean young people felt their gaze and old faces blushed. Not only does he not know who sent the online photos, but he also does not know where Sun Yuheng bought them, otherwise he would not jump out so humiliated.

“Naturally, Mr. Su cannot be a counterfeit if his mind is as quiet as a sutra. ”

“It's a huge pen, so treasure can be delivered. ”

“A gift madman is a gift madman. Is it possible for ordinary people to compare? ”

The crowd quickly forgot this little insert, surrounded by a quiet sutra, very hot eyes, amazing.

The lean young man whispered in Sun Yuheng's ear: "Master Sun, I'm sorry, I don't know. ”

Sun Yuheng whispered: “Next time, don't embarrass me. ”

The skinny young man bowed his head: "Yes, then, if you are prepared to give it away? ”

Sun Yuheng slapped a skinny young man: “I'll give you an idiot, how can I give it to you? Go and get me another one.” Originally, even if it was a secondary product, it was enough to brilliantly compress the whole scene and become Hu Xingming's favorite gift. However, now that none of his farts are anymore, the authentic product has appeared. Who still looks at the secondary product? He hated itching and thought Su Xiao must have done it deliberately.