Ultimate Salvage King

71% of the Earth's surface is surrounded by oceans, and within these vast oceans, at least three million sunken ships lie quietly at the bottom, waiting to be discovered!

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Chapter 141 The phone is busier than the hotline

Chapter 141 The phone is busier than the hotline

Xiao Peng hadn't been home for a long time, but the house was kept clean.

He was surprised to find a familiar face at home: "Beluzzi, why are you here?"

Isn't this Bellucci, the one he rescued in Sicily? Why is she in her own home?

Fabian explained: "Xiao, you are not at home all day, and the house needs someone to take care of it, so I brought Bellucci here. She can't stay in Sicily after what happened. People there think she has brought shame to the Sicilians."

"Fuck you!" Xiao Peng cursed. "They blame Bellucci for the scandal they committed? If Bellucci comes here, who will take care of Valerie in Milan?"

Fabian shook his head and said, "Valerie didn't go to the University of Milan, but to the University of Marseille Esca."

"Huh?" Xiao Peng was stunned after hearing this.

Fabian smiled bitterly and said, "This matter also has something to do with me. I originally wanted to reduce the responsibility for Bellucci and her daughter, so I hyped it up a bit. It turned out to be a bit too big and became a hot topic in public opinion. Valerie was in the spotlight and couldn't go to school, so I simply used my connections to send her to the University of Marseille. But she's exhausted from studying now. After all, French is not an easy language to learn. She has to start from scratch."

Xiao Peng nodded in deep understanding.

The richer the people, the more they value education. Look at Pascal and Fabian, they basically know several languages. But what about the poor? They just want to be content with their current lives and therefore don't value education. Now suddenly arriving in France, they naturally have to start from scratch.

Didn’t I come here this way too?

At this time, Xiao Peng's cell phone suddenly rang, and Xiao Peng answered the call: "Pascal, what happened?"

Pascal took Hem and Emile to Marseille to handle their identity matters, and Mayor Godin gave the green light to this matter.

Of course, this wasn't without cost: Mata Hari's jewelry would be on display for two weeks at the Fort Saint-Jean wing of the Museum of European and Mediterranean Civilizations in Marseille. This wasn't something to be rushed; it required careful planning and security, and the insurance company had to secure the contract before it could be held. Xiao Peng had come back to discuss this matter.

Pascal said, "Xiao, let me tell you something. Congratulations on the new addition to your family!"

"A new addition to my family?" Xiao Peng was confused.

Pascal said, "You now have two sisters in Marseille, one is called Xiao Hengheng and the other is called Xiao Aimi."

"Puff!" Xiao Peng spurted out: "What's going on?"

Pascal said, "They used your last name when registering their identities. Perhaps it was to express their gratitude to you!"

Xiao Peng said angrily, "What a shame! You're thanking me! You're clearly trying to rely on me!"

"You're just tough on the outside, but soft on the inside!" Pascal said. "Let's get down to business. Mayor Godin asked me when you could discuss the jewelry exhibition. I think it's a good idea, as it could warm up the auction for these jewels. Several insurance companies, including AXA France, Groupama, Allianz Germany, and ING Netherlands, are willing to take over the insurance for these jewels and are waiting for your final decision."

Xiao Peng said helplessly, "Brother, do you think I can show myself to others in this state? At least wait until I have some rest!"

Pascal smiled and said, "Of course, I just want to tell you about this! It's best to do this as soon as possible."

Xiao Peng said, "Of course I know. I'm more anxious than you. I'm anxious to get the money and return home in glory! Okay, I'm going to hang up first. I need to take a shower first. By the way, you guys should come back early. I have something to show you."

He exchanged a few pleasantries and just hung up when his phone rang again. He looked at the number and was stunned: "Brother Chen, what can I do for you? Have you found a solution for the crew?"

The person who called was Chen Zetao, and Xiao Peng also entrusted him to help him find the crew.

Chen Zetao laughed and said, "That's all trivial. Xiao Xiao, why is your phone busier than the hotline?"

Xiao Peng said, "Brother Chen, I've been at sea and have no cell phone signal. Can you call me on the satellite phone?"

"But I don't know your satellite phone number!" Chen Zetao said helplessly, "I had to pay the port staff in La Ciotat some money to get the news that your ship had returned. I called you but the line was busy."

Xiao Peng laughed. "I just talked about work. What's the matter that made Brother Chen so anxious to see me?"

Chen Zetao said, "Xiao Xiao, can't we just call and reminisce about the past when we have nothing to do?"

Xiao Peng said helplessly, "Brother Chen, I've been drifting on the sea for over a month. Now I just want to take a comfortable hot bath and rest. Please stop beating around the bush and making me waste my brain cells, okay?"

Chen Zetao laughed and said, "Okay, okay, Xiao Xiao, here's the thing: I have a friend I'd like to introduce to you. I wonder when you'd be free to come over?"

Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Brother Chen, look at what you're saying! You said I shouldn't refuse, but you know I just got back and have a lot of work to deal with. Can we get together a few days later?"

Chen Zetao said, "I'm looking for you because of your work. Xiao Xiao, could you please do me a favor?"

Xiao Peng pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's do it the day after tomorrow. I'm really in a mess right now. And I just got home and have a lot of things to deal with."

"Of course." Chen Zetao said, "Then it's a deal!"

"I'll go to Marseille and call you the day after tomorrow at noon." Xiao Peng hung up the phone.

He did have something to ask Chen Zetao, but it was not something he had to do right now. It could only be said that plans did not change as quickly as they should.

"Uncle Xiao!" Cathy, who was holding her laptop, looked at Xiao Peng after he hung up the phone and said, "I just took a picture of the conch you gave me and posted it online. Someone said it might be a newly discovered conch species. I want to see it with my own eyes and identify it."

Xiao Peng smiled and said, "I'm giving you this conch. You have the final say on how to use it. But if you want to show it to them, you need Moro to accompany you. Be careful of those with bad intentions."

Moro was extremely anxious. He wanted to know whether Xiao Peng had found the whereabouts of the merchant ship "Pescara" that he was looking for. But Xiao Peng would not answer him.

"Boss, have you found the 'Pescara'?" Moro couldn't help but ask again.

Xiao Peng shook his head: "I didn't find the ship in the area you planned."

Moro looked disappointed after hearing this. "Boss, you only brought a diving suit with you this time. Didn't you search carefully enough? I'm sorry, boss, I shouldn't have questioned you. I will definitely work harder to find the exact coordinates next time."

Xiao Peng patted Moro on the shoulder and said, "The coordinates of the Pescara shipwreck are seven nautical miles away from the location you marked. You've done a great job."

"Ah?" Moreau was stunned. "You found the Pescara?"

"certainly!"