Shen Yanjun patted Lu Xingyan's arm and said, "Ah Yan, I have to say that you have a really good eye. Your girlfriend is beautiful, capable, and a blessing for her husband. You don't even need to do anything. I can clean out all the guards around your uncle for you. With a wife like this, what else could a husband ask for?"
"Why are you so lucky, while it's so hard for me to find a girlfriend I like! I, Shen Yanjun, have been doing good deeds and looking for opportunities all my life, but I'm still not as good as a nerd like you. It's really unfair."
Lu Xingyan's lips curled slightly. "How do you know it's her who brings good luck to me, and not me to her?"
"I actually think I'm pretty lucky for her. If she can really get rid of these people, she might be able to make another contribution."
Shen Yanjun took a step back, looking surprised: "No way, Ah Yan, you are willing to be her foil?"
"Don't forget, you're Lu Xingyan! A 28-year-old who can compete for the title of richest man in Kyoto!"
Shen Yanjun looked incredible: “Is she really that charming?”
Lu Xingyan lowered his head and smiled, his expression gentle: "If she is willing to give me this opportunity, what's wrong with being a foil?"
"In my eyes, she is a person as bright and energetic as the sun. I am honored to be able to serve as her foil."
"I can't stand it, I can't stand it," Shen Yanjun shook his head vigorously. "I've really messed up my love life today. Meeting Bai Xinyou just now was weird enough, and now you're like this too. What kind of magic does love have that makes all of you so obsessed?"
"Ahem," Assistant Yuan coughed twice. "Boss Shen is wrong. Boss Lu and Bai Xinyou are different. After all, Yi Sheng is a complete hypocrite, but Miss Wen is a genuine little angel of positive energy."
"By the way, she's very beautiful." Assistant Yuan added seriously.
"Crazy, crazy, Wen Qianqian has another fanboy, oy my god!" Shen Yanjun looked unbearable.
Assistant Yuan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Come on, join the fanboy family."
Shen Yanjun: …
This world is crazy!
After the auction ended, the marketing account also got first-hand information. He was sharp-eyed and firmly adhered to the principle of "as long as Wen Qianqian is there, there must be news" and stayed until the end.
The other media had left, but he didn't, so when he sensed something was happening, he ran all the way and finally captured the picture of Bai Xinyu happily getting into the police car.
Bai Xinyou was so excited that he couldn't even manage his marketing account. He held up his phone and blankly said to the netizens in the live broadcast room, "Family, have you ever seen someone so happy about being taken away?"
Netizens were shocked to see Bai Xinyou urging them all the way:
[…Can anyone tell me if this woman is crazy? Why does she seem a little off?]
[It seems to be Bai Xinyou, the eldest daughter of the Bai family and the chairman of the largest pharmaceutical company in China. Uh... how should I put it? Although she was happy to get up and into the police car, her behavior is a bit hard to understand, but you can't say she's crazy... If she was crazy, why didn't they treat her with all the medicine they have at home?]
[Alas, not all medicines in the world can cure all diseases, such as lovesickness.]
"What's the point of missing someone? The daughter of a top tycoon spends more money than we can imagine. Wasn't it said that Yao Zhi carefully helped her in when she entered? We can't even imagine the happiness of the rich. They can even change their tastes every day. How can there be any love sickness?"
[The above person doesn't understand this. My family has some connections, and people in the circle say that Bai Xinyou pursued Yi Sheng for two or three years without success. A while ago, Yi Sheng was arrested, and she tried to find connections everywhere, but in the end, she couldn't get him out. Afterward, she cried at home for several days. She loves Yi Sheng so much. So, when I saw this video, I felt that she wanted to go in and be with her brother Yi.]
"No way, no way, is there really someone in this world who thinks going to jail is a date? Are you crazy?"
[…Lovesickness is terrifying. A fool like her wouldn’t even be able to dig up enough wild vegetables in eighteen years…]
As they were talking, the marketing account suddenly announced, "Breaking News, Breaking News, I heard the painting of the Major General surrendering his horse has been bought. It was finally sold for 1.9 billion yuan. I heard it was bought by a mysterious Mr. Xie, a man whose name can't be found on Forbes, but who is actually a well-known tycoon in Beijing."
[Host, how much did you just say? 1.9 billion, did I hear correctly?]
[Oh my god, never mind 1.9 billion, I've never even seen 190,000. There are so many rich people in the capital.]
[To spend 1.9 billion on a national treasure, Mr. Xie must be a great philanthropist, right?]
[Yes, yes, to be able to spend so much money, one must be truly patriotic. I really wish there were more wealthy and kind-hearted people like this in China!]
[He's so rich and so patriotic! How enviable! By the way, is this legendary Mr. Xie, the anchor, married? If he's not married, do I still have a chance?]
【Hahahaha, since the person above wants to get married, I'll think about it too.】
…
When Wen Qianqian came out of the police station, it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening. The moon was bright in the sky and the city was preparing to fall asleep. A breeze blew by, bringing a slight chill.
Wen Qianqian pulled her coat and was about to leave when she suddenly saw a tall figure standing under the dim street light. He was wearing a black cashmere coat, but he did not look bleak at all. Instead, he was given a halo of warmth by the light.
She looked at the man in surprise: "Why are you here?"
The visitor lowered his head and smiled lightly, with an indescribable gentleness between his brows: "It's very late, I would be worried if I let a girl go home alone after get off work."
Wen Qianqian burst out laughing. It felt like this was the first time in her whole life that someone had spoken to her like this: "I'm not an ordinary girl. I'm not afraid of the dark, nor am I afraid of the evening."
"If anyone dares to block my way late at night, I'll send them to the police station. If a ghost blocks my way, I'll stick a party emblem on its forehead, recite a passage about the core socialist values to it, and force it to memorize the Eight Honors and Eight Shames."
Lu Xingyan: ...Okay, very good, very hardcore.
She looked at Lu Xingyan, her lips curled up slightly: "But you, such a rich man, standing here in the middle of the night, is much more dangerous than me."
She looked at him: "Why, aren't you afraid of being robbed?"
Lu Xingyan shook his head and smiled: "I'm not afraid."
"I'm waiting for you at the door of your police station. If this can be robbed, I will ask you to compensate for the losses."
"No," Wen Qianqian immediately shook her head: "I can't compensate you, you're too valuable."
Her eyes rolled: "So, boys should protect themselves when they go out."
Lu Xingyan: ...
What's going on? Why do I feel vaguely like I'm being teased?
He walked silently to her side and stood shoulder to shoulder with her. He could only feel his heart pounding in the evening breeze. "Let's go back together."
Wen Qianqian nodded: "Okay."
In order to be close to work, she chose a house that was only 5 minutes away from the police station. Now this short distance is just enough for the two of them to walk back together.
She looked back at Lu Xingyan. He looked very tall, about 1.89 meters tall. He was wearing a black coat and standing silently shoulder to shoulder with her. He looked very much like the dark knight in a fairy tale.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but be curious: "Mr. Lu, have you ever learned martial arts?"
Her eyes widened. "I heard that wealthy people learn martial arts to protect themselves, so that if they ever run into danger, they won't be completely defenseless."
Lu Xingyan looked at her quietly: "Just call me Ah Yan."
He thought about it, afraid that she would refuse, and added: “That’s what Shen Yanjun also called me.”
Wen Qianqian's lips curled up slightly: "Okay."
"Ayan, do you know any martial arts?"
"Yeah," Lu Xingyan nodded: "4th degree black belt." As he answered, he was still thinking about how she called him A Yan.
Wen Qianqian was surprised: "Not bad, this level is very impressive!"
She showed an eager expression: "Let's have a fight someday?" You know, she used to be invincible in the police force.
It has only been a year since I arrived, and I haven't had the chance to fight them yet. Pei Yong was recently injured while chasing tomb robbers. As for Zhao Shan, she wants to laugh when she sees him, and there is no way she can fight him.
Lu Xingyan shook his head: "No, I won't fight you."
If he really wanted to fight her, he would have too many concerns and would not be able to do anything, so he could only passively take the beating.
"Tsk," Wen Qianqian said, "Okay then."
Lu Xingyan turned around and was worried that she would be unhappy, but he didn't expect her attention to be immediately attracted by a roadside stall passing by.
The wolf tooth potatoes are bright in color, the roasted gluten is sizzling with oil, the lamb skewers are fat and lean, and a handful of cumin is sprinkled on them, and the aroma immediately fills the air.
Wen Qianqian sniffed: "Damn, it smells so good."
After saying that, he grabbed Lu Xingyan's coat sleeve and said, "Come on, let's go get some snacks. It's my treat!"
Lu Xingyan was caught off guard and was pulled away by her. He couldn't help but look at her hand holding his arm. Suddenly, it felt like there was a small hot spring in his heart, emitting warm currents.
Wherever the warm current passes, the heart seems to be melted.
She pulled him all the way to the roadside stall and excitedly shouted, "Boss, 30 skewers of lamb and 10 skewers of gluten."
"Okay, wait a moment, it will be ready soon." The boss agreed readily.
There were many people eating supper at the night market stalls at night, but the man and woman in front of him were too good-looking, which easily attracted the attention of people around them.
Wen Qianqian didn't care at all. While the skewers were grilling, she went to buy two cups of milk tea and handed one to Lu Xingyan with a smile.
Lu Xingyan took it blankly, watched her drink, and took a sip as well.
To be honest, the taste of the tea was very ordinary, far inferior to any tea he had ever tasted, but, well, it was really sweet.
"Is it delicious?" Wen Qianqian asked him habitually while biting her tongue.
Lu Xingyan nodded: "It's delicious." 1 point for taste, 9 points for atmosphere, in short, full marks.
He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and took another sip.
At this time, hot grilled skewers were freshly baked, and the aroma filled the air. Wen Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she was about to reach out to take some, but after thinking for a moment, she took out a handful of skewers and handed them to Lu Xingyan: "Here you go."
Lu Xingyan reached out to take it, took a light bite, and felt a very strange feeling.
He didn't tell Wen Qianqian that this was his first time eating at a street stall. When he was a child, he went to an international school, and the street stalls around him had long been driven away by the urban management, so there was nowhere to buy.
After growing up and going abroad, I never had the chance to eat these.
He took a bite of seitan and became curious about the food.
Wen Qianqian took a big bite of the mutton skewers and drank a big sip of milk tea, feeling so happy that she wanted to burst into bubbles.
She looked at Lu Xingyan's beautiful eyes and couldn't help laughing. "Oh my god, who would believe me if I told anyone that I was eating at a street stall with Lu Xingyan, the richest man in the capital."
“What a magical feeling, worth commemorating.”
"Yeah," Lu Xingyan said with a smile, "Who would have believed that I'd actually be eating at a roadside stall with Officer Wen, a renowned figure in the police force? I'm so honored."
"It's a wonderful evening." Wen Qianqian smiled while holding the cup of milk tea.
"Yes, it's a wonderful night." Lu Xingyan looked at her and smiled gently.
After dinner, the two of them walked back slowly together, chatting casually about some interesting things from their childhood, and felt very happy.
Before they knew it, they were at the doorstep together.
"Good night." Wen Qianqian opened the door, then turned and looked at Lu Xingyan: "I am very happy today."
"Good night." Lu Xingyan smiled faintly as he watched her go into the house, murmuring softly, "Yes, I'm very happy to have you around."
The next day, Wen Qianqian came to the police station. As soon as she sat down, she heard Zhao Shan complaining.
When he saw her, he immediately rushed over and complained: "I can't stand it, I can't stand it, how can there be a woman as vicious as Bai Xinyou in the world!"
Wen Qianqian was curious: "What's wrong?"
Zhao Shan took a deep breath. "She heard this morning that the detention center wasn't being held together, and that men and women were being held separately, so they couldn't see each other at all. So she started making a scene."
After hearing this, she was speechless. "Isn't it common sense to separate the men's and women's rooms? Why, does she still think we'll connect the men's and women's rooms for her, or even prepare a king-size bed room in the hotel just for her and Yisheng? That's a nice thought."
"This is the police station, not the Civil Affairs Bureau. Let her stay wherever she wants."
Zhao Shan immediately agreed, "That's right, this guy's just mentally unstable. He came to the police station to have a relationship. He wouldn't do such a stupid thing if he hadn't had a cerebral thrombosis for ten years."
Wen Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "The police station is not a place for her to act like a spoiled brat. If she continues to make trouble, the law will make her shut up and behave herself."
"Okay," Zhao Shan sighed helplessly, "but she's very noisy. It's really annoying my colleagues at the detention center."
She smiled teasingly: "Then you should continue to brainwash her, Wanfeng, and tell her that she and her brother Yisheng are breathing the same air, under the same sky, and the air is filled with each other's scent."
"..." Zhao Shan's face was grim: "I'm going to vomit."
She spread her hands and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. She just buys into it."
Zhao Shan: "...Okay, I'll give it a try."
"I hope my colleagues at the detention center won't be vomiting after hearing such disgusting rhetoric."
After saying this, he was about to leave when he turned back suspiciously: "You look a little strange today?"
Wen Qianqian: "What's strange about that?"
He stared at her face intently: "She seems to be in a good mood and loves to laugh."
"Really?" She was a little confused: "Do I have it?"
Zhao Shan said firmly: "Of course there is!"
"Tell me the truth, what good thing happened to you last night?"
"No," Wen Qianqian said, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised: "You are wrong, there is nothing."
"Tsk tsk tsk, that's weird." Zhao Shan didn't ask any further questions and turned around to deal with Bai Xinyu's affairs.
Wen Qianqian opened Weibo, logged into the Heian Kyoto account, and posted a Weibo:
A new day, a new excitement. In a safe Kyoto, let us diligently protect the lives and property of every citizen. If you encounter any difficulties, please send us a private message.
After posting, she opened her Weibo private messages and began to look at the private messages from the past few days:
[Editor, editor, I want to report that Lindu District recently had another inexplicable power outage. I didn't even get any advance warning. I was staying at home fine this afternoon when the power went out. Even the elevator stopped working, leaving me unable to go out.]
[Editor, I want to report to you that in Yijing Garden Community in Linxian District, many people keep large dogs, and they don't use leashes when taking them out. A while ago, one of them nearly bit a 3-year-old child in the community. How dangerous! I hope you can take action.]
[Editor, my electric scooter was stolen near Lintian District Experimental Primary School. Is it helpful to report this to you?]
Wen Qianqian read through them one by one, extracted the key information and sent it to the relevant departments.
Just as I was about to close Weibo, a new private message suddenly popped up:
[Editor, just a quick question: Does anyone here know anything about antiques? Last night, our friends in the antiques community heard that a set of Wushen series paintings sold for a whopping 1.9 billion yuan, and the whole community is buzzing about it.]
Everyone's saying that Chinese painting has made a comeback this year, and that antiques will definitely be in the red these days. If you have antiques you'd like to sell, consider doing so now.
I listened to their discussion and, since I happen to have an antique vase at home dating back three dynasties, I decided to sell it during this time. I asked a knowledgeable friend to look at the vase, and they said it's about 700 years old and could fetch around 300,000 yuan.
[Then this morning, I took the vase to the Treasure Appraisal Shop for appraisal. I'm going to issue a certificate, or if they want it and the price is right, I'll sell it to them.]
[As a result, when they saw it today, they said the vase was a fake, a replica of an antique work from the last dynasty, with a history of only a little over 100 years, and a maximum value of 30,000 yuan.]
I refused to accept it and told them they must have made a mistake. This vase was passed down from my grandfather's generation. It was all passed down from my grandfather's grandfather. How could they have made a mistake after so many generations?
However, the people at Jianbaohang claimed they were the largest antique dealer in China, specializing in identifying the authenticity, material, and age of antiques. They were the only ones more professional. Without their expertise, even if this vase were to be released to the market, people would be hard-pressed to determine its authenticity and would be reluctant to buy it.
I was so angry that I asked them, "If I gave it to you, what would you offer?" They said it was worth 30,000 yuan at most.
I was so pissed off. How could an antique porcelain vase worth 300,000 yuan be worth so little after they authenticated it?
They insisted that the antique porcelain vase was a counterfeit, and that they were only offering 30,000 yuan because of its quality and pattern. A vase of this vintage wouldn't even be worth 10,000 yuan. I felt something was amiss, and they said if I wanted to sell it, I could pay immediately. If not, I could take it away.
I gritted my teeth, took the item back, and called a few of my friends. They all said that Jianbaohang was the largest antique trading place in China, with many domestic appraisal experts there, and their appraisals were highly recognized in the market.
[Furthermore, they told me that if an item is judged to be defective or fake after being appraised by an antique appraiser, it will be blacklisted from the industry, and even if it is sold, it will not fetch much.]
[Editor, I'm desperate and have no choice but to come to your aid. Do you have a professional appraisal agency? I don't know much about antiques, but I trust my own heirlooms. My grandfather and his family wouldn't deceive me. So, I'm asking for help. If there are any professional appraisal agencies, please get back to me. I don't trust the appraisal agency's results, but I can pay for another appraisal myself. Please, please!]
Wen Qianqian was stunned when she looked at the private message. She seemed to have seen it in a private message last time, where someone reported that the appraisal company had made a mistake in its appraisal.
So, is this a coincidence?
Wen Qianqian frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and began to search for information about this treasure appraisal company on the Internet.
The encyclopedia shows that Jianbaohang is the largest place in China for exchanging, purchasing, appraising and mortgaging cultural relics. It provides a wide range of services. Items can be sold directly for money or temporarily mortgaged and redeemed when money is available with interest.
She looked at the introduction and then scrolled down. It showed that the treasure appraisal company was registered four years ago. In just four years, it expanded its store network to 50 online stores and 160 offline stores in large, medium and small cities across the country.
In just four years, the antique trading business was turned into a chain and even gradually formed a monopoly.
Just as that netizen said, the market has a very high degree of recognition of the appraisal results of treasure appraisal agencies. Basically, as long as it says it is real, it is real, and if it says it is a fake, it is a fake.
They even created an internal blacklist. Any product that was identified as defective or counterfeit would be put on the blacklist, making it difficult for it to circulate in the market.
Wen Qianqian was surprised after reading the information. Wasn't this a clear market monopoly, interfering with the normal antique trade? How could such obvious economic disruption go unnoticed for so long?
She continued reading and found that the encyclopedia did not show the owner of this treasure appraisal company, but in a share transfer document, she could see that the organization seemed to have changed its owner two months ago.
After the change of boss, the style of the treasure appraisal business changed drastically. It went from making small profits secretly to becoming very high-profile and even bought hot news searches.
She clicked on the news page and saw today's front-page headline:
[Famous paintings handed down from ancient times are sold at astonishing prices. Is the antique industry about to see a boom?]
[Shocking news! 1.9 billion! The Martial God series of paintings sold for a staggering 1.9 billion! This price even surpasses some world-famous paintings. Check your family for any heirlooms; you might be the next to strike it rich!]
[Surprise! The first appraisal certificate for a famous painting handed down from ancient times came from Jianbaohang. What makes the domestic antique market so thriving? Jianbaohang, a professional organization, does professional work. For treasure appraisal, please choose Jianbaohang.]
Wen Qianqian was speechless. How could such a good piece of financial news actually give a soft advertisement to a treasure appraisal company? It seemed that the water behind this treasure appraisal company was indeed unfathomable.
She thought about it, gathered the information, and was about to report to Director You when Zhao Shan suddenly ran over in a hurry: "Qianqian, let's go!"
Wen Qianqian was confused: "Where are you going?"
Zhao Shan leaned close to her and whispered, "We just received a call from a citizen reporting that someone might be engaging in... You know that kind of thing in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel in Kyoto."
Wen Qianqian shook her head: "I don't understand."
Zhao Shan stamped his feet anxiously: "How could I not understand? It's the kind that often appears in hotels, the kind, um, that kind."
Wen Qianqian suddenly realized: "What about yellow?"
Zhao Shan nodded vigorously: "That's right!
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