Yuan Tingchuan noticed Du Ruo's frustration and whispered to her, "If you like anything, tell me and I'll give it to you."

Du Ruo glared at him. "Are you kidding? This isn't his stuff yet. What do you mean by 'let it go'?"

Yuan Tingchuan said to Village Chief Yang, "I won't hide it from you, this is indeed an antique, but I don't know its value.

How about this, I'll set up a table at your house in a bit, and anyone who wants to sell can bring it over. If you think the price is low and you don't want to sell it, you can take it back. I won't force you."

After hearing what he said, Village Chief Yang understood. What he meant was that this thing was worth some money, but not too much, and people didn't take it seriously. It was up to you to sell it or not.

This thing is completely different in the hands of the big boss and in your own hands. The big boss can make more money from it, but you have no way to do it, so you have to sell it quickly.

Village Chief Yang said, "Don't worry, Mr. Yuan, I'll go and inform them right away and ask them to go home and look for him."

Yuan Tingchuan said nonchalantly, "Whatever, we're leaving tonight. If you want to give it to me, bring it over. Otherwise, keep it for yourself."

Village Chief Yang listened and nodded repeatedly, then turned around and ran out quickly.

Du Ruo was speechless. This boss was too cruel. Was he forcing others to sell at a low price?

Yuan Tingchuan glanced at her and said, "What's that expression on your face? Business is business, this is business, not charity. Besides, have you forgotten? If you didn't pay yesterday, would they return your son to you?"

Du Ruo pursed her lips and said nothing. Anyway, this boss was a black-hearted person, so she had to be careful.

She asked curiously, "If we were to discuss business, would you let me take advantage?"

Yuan Tingchuan was silent for a while, then said seriously: "If it is a normal cooperation between two companies, no.

If you ask me for something, I will give it to you as long as I have it."

Du Ruo laughed. This man...

I don't know what Village Chief Yang said, but soon a group of people came in. Some were holding jars, some were holding bronze bowls, and a few were holding candlesticks. Most of them were bronze artifacts.

Since he didn't have any experts in this field with him, Yuan Tingchuan had to roll up his sleeves and do it himself.

Du Ruo looked at Yuan Tingchuan sitting among the villagers. It was a pity that he didn't bring a camera. The painting style was so unique, and it was a pity that he couldn't take a photo to commemorate it.

The Yuan family's bodyguards were very nervous and kept trying to maintain order. With so many people and no rules, if a stampede occurred, the consequences would be disastrous.

Du Ruo approached Village Chief Yang and said, "This isn't a good idea either. As the saying goes, haste makes waste. This mess will actually slow things down. It would be better to organize things so that everyone lines up properly. That way, things will go much faster."

Village Chief Yang said awkwardly, "Oh, Comrade Du, Mr. Yuan has already said that we're leaving tonight, and everyone's worried we'll be late. We've finally been able to exchange some money, and everyone's anxious. How am I going to explain this to everyone?"

Du Ruo: "I'll talk to Mr. Yuan about this. What do you think about us staying here for one more day?"

That’s possible, but will this lesbian’s words be effective?

Du Ruo smiled and said loudly, "Everyone line up, don't worry, we won't leave tonight, we'll leave tomorrow. Line up and don't crowd."

Yuan Tingchuan heard her words and gestured to the bodyguard behind him.

While maintaining order, the bodyguards shouted, "If you don't leave tonight, we'll continue to collect tomorrow. Don't crowd, line up properly."

When someone heard that they would not leave today but would collect them tomorrow, they quietly left and planned to go to their relatives' houses to tell them that villagers in several nearby villages had picked up these bottles and jars in the past, and it's not that no one had thought about them, but they really hadn't sold them.

Now that someone is finally willing to take it, ten or twenty yuan is not a small amount. Working in the fields for a year, I can only save one or two hundred yuan, and I can exchange it for twenty or thirty yuan in one go. Who wouldn't be jealous?

Du Ruo was jealous. Yuan Tingchuan only gave a hundred yuan for the largest bronze ware, which made the family very happy and grateful. Du Ruo was speechless watching.

The bodyguard packed the priced bronze pieces into boxes one by one, planning to find a car to take them away.

As the night deepened, Du Ruo stared at the distant mountains in a trance. Yuan Tingchuan stood shoulder to shoulder with her and whispered, "I feel like I've been incredibly lucky since I met you. Every time I've been in trouble, I've been able to turn good luck into good."

Du Ruo said meaningfully, "Really?"

Yuan Tingchuan raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Of course."

The two people's eyes met in the night, and it was difficult to see the color in each other's eyes in the dim light.

Du Ruo looked at the man's silhouette hidden in the night. He was handsome and tall like a mountain. She sighed in her heart and felt amused at the heartbeat she had felt in the dark at some point before.

The flowers are so beautiful that they are dazzling. Who says that only beautiful women can lead to the downfall of a country? Male beauty is also a trap that is hard to guard against.

It's a pity that the man's heart is as hard as iron, and he only has the country in his heart...

The laughter of two children could be heard from inside the house. The cigarette between Yuan Tingchuan's fingers flickered in the night, just like the man's thoughts, unpredictable.

The next day, many people came one after another. This time, there were many small items. Du Ruo also collected some of them. In the afternoon, Yuan Tingchuan said he would not accept any more.

The things were transported away first, and several people returned by car. Du Ruo wrote a letter and sent it out, half for the ancient tomb and half for the women and children in the village who were bought. As for the subsequent processing, that was the business of the relevant departments.

The two children were exhausted from the past few days, so Du Ruo and Yuan Tingchuan each held one, and the children slept soundly. They did not return to Linshan City until the next day.

As soon as she entered the house, Yu Min hugged her two children and cried inconsolably. She had been taking care of the two children these days and had developed feelings for them. When she heard that the children were lost, she cried for several days.

Yu Min took her two children to clean up.

Du Ruo asked Yuan Tingchuan: "How's it going over there?"

Yuan Tingchuan sat on the sofa, tapping the armrest carelessly. "Liu Qing has been arrested, but he denied any connection with the Qu family, nor did he admit that he had any grudges against us. He just said he wanted to kidnap and extort some money. He did confess that Han Luo was his accomplice."

Du Ruo looked into the man's eyes and asked, "Just let it go like this?"

Yuan Tingchuan said expressionlessly, "Hunting requires patience. It's better to strike a golden drum once than to strike a wooden bell three thousand times."

Du Ruo understood that the boss meant to kill with one blow, but now was not the right time.

The Qu Group has considerable investments in the mainland and will not be easily convicted.

Du Ruo thought of the Han family. The third brother Han was too clever for his own good. He got himself into trouble for such a small amount of money. He would not be able to get out for several years. He deserved it.

It’s Qu Xin, this crazy woman. She must find a way to kill her, otherwise she won’t be at ease when her son is away from home.