He’s Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!

Chapter 28: Action 28: If you move slowly, someone else might take me away_1

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Tang Feng was so flattered by Ma Wenbo’s compliments that he felt a bit giddy.

Whether it was the customers from the antique street before or Qin Yanan and Zhang Jicheng, they all showed great respect for Mr. Ma.

It was clear that he held a significant position in the antique circle.

To be praised by such a person, who wouldn’t feel elated?

“Mr. Tang, I recently came across a treasure. I’ve asked several well-known appraisers to examine it, but they’re all a bit uncertain. Could you take a look at it for me in a couple of days?”

Although Ma Wenbo might come off as somewhat haughty with others, his attitude was very respectful when facing Tang Feng.

“Mr. Ma is really overestimating me. If so many appraisers are unsure, I’m afraid I might not be of much help either,” said Tang Feng, immediately gesturing humbly with his hands.

“Mr. Tang, don’t be so modest. I’ve seen quite a bit, and your appraisal skills definitely rank within the top fifty in Zhonghai,” Ma Wenbo did not hide his admiration one bit.

But upon hearing this, Tang Feng felt an urge to roll his eyes.

Who was he looking down on?

With a system by his side, his appraisal skills are only within the top fifty in Zhonghai?

Do the forty-nine ahead of him have systems too?

Actually, he was being rather ungrateful.

Zhonghai, as a prefecture-level city with a population of millions, had a significant number of people in the antique circle, easily numbering in the tens of thousands at the least.

To be ranked in the top fifty was to be among the rarest of the rare. Any one of them pulled out at random would be an elder of high stature and great respect in the circle.

For Ma Wenbo to include him was already a very high form of recognition.

If this got out, he would probably be ridiculed to death by the people in the antique circle.

How dare he compare a twentysomething-year-old youngster with those venerable appraisal masters?

It was simply the height of arrogance!

“Alright then, since Mr. Ma trusts me so much, I’ll reluctantly agree. But I’m not usually in the shop, so give me a call before you come,” Tang Feng answered readily, though not satisfied with his ranking, he was not going to show it publicly.

“Then it’s settled,” Ma Wenbo replied, clearly delighted. He warmly chatted with him for a bit longer, then they exchanged phone numbers and Ma Wenbo left, seemingly in high spirits.

After he left, Qin Yanan turned to Tang Feng with a smile, “Impressive, Tang. I underestimated you. Not many people receive such praise from Mr. Ma.”

Tang Feng sat back down and shrugged nonchalantly, “What’s the use of a few compliments from him? Is he going to marry his daughter to me or what?”

Qin Yanan looked at him with interest, “If he really did offer his daughter’s hand to you, would you accept?”

Tang Feng nodded without hesitation, “Do you even need to ask? To have such a wealthy father-in-law, I’d want for nothing.”

Qin Yanan rolled her eyes, “Can’t you be a little more ambitious? Why do you always want to live off women?”

Tang Feng winked at her, “If there’s an easy meal to be had, who’d want hard bread? How about it, Ya’nan? Why not consider it?”

Qin Yanan was momentarily baffled and asked, “Consider what?”

“Supporting me, of course. Hurry up before Mr. Ma takes me in. If you’re too slow, someone else might snatch me away,” Tang Feng said with a mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Get lost, who would want you?” Qin Yanan responded, extending her slender fingers to poke his forehead.

“Ahem…” Zhang Jicheng, watching the two flirt, cleared his throat, “I… better get back to my work.”

Only then did Qin Yanan remember Mr. Zhang was still there, and she quickly composed herself, “Mr. Zhang, if you’re not in a hurry, you could spend some time teaching Tang Feng, handing over the shop matters to him.”

Zhang Jicheng nodded quickly, “I’m not in a rush. I’ll start training him and leave once he’s fully ready.”

“Hold on, have you asked my opinion? I never said I would take the job,” Tang Feng said, suddenly putting on airs.

Qin Yanan was immediately anxious, “But didn’t you agree to it yesterday?”

Tang Feng just shrugged, “I didn’t know I was so amazing yesterday, but now I’m not so interested anymore.”

Qin Yanan clenched her teeth with anger, “I can give you a raise, a hundred thousand a month, how about that?”

Sipping his tea leisurely, Tang Feng responded, “Do I look like someone who lacks money?”

Qin Yanan was left speechless.

The man could easily make over half a million from a single deal, indeed not caring about a mere hundred thousand.

“If you don’t want money, then what do you want?” She asked.

“What I want… Do you even need to ask?” Tang Feng shot her a “you know what I mean” look.

Qin Yanan pretended to have an epiphany, “Oh, so you want a person? No problem, as long as you do well, the person and the shop are both yours.”

As she said this, she didn’t forget to blow him a seductive kiss.

Tang Feng immediately cried uncle.

He could tell, this woman didn’t need oars to row her boat; she rode entirely on waves.

And he was beginning to feel seasick.

“I… I have something else to do today, so I’ll be going,” he said, hastily setting down his tea cup and rushing out.

“Naughty boy, don’t go. Let your lady warm your bed, teeheehee…”

He was already outside the shop yet could still hear Qin Yanan’s coy voice.

This gave him the feeling of being trapped on a pirate ship.

With this woman’s provocative nature, he feared he would lose his purity one of these days.

No, absolutely not.

He had to stand his ground and not let her take advantage of him.

But if she became persistent, that could be troublesome.

While he was fretting about how to protect his innocence, he suddenly received a call from Song Lele.

The thought of his good “bromance” immediately pushed Mrs. Qin to the back of his mind, and he eagerly answered the call.

“Hey, boss, what are you up to?” As soon as the call connected, he could hear Song Lele deliberately deepening her voice to ask.

“Thinking of you,” Tang Feng couldn’t help but tease.

“Get lost, I don’t swing that way,” Song Lele immediately retorted.

Without needing to see her, one could tell her face was probably beet red at that moment.