Fu Guang nodded and said, "That makes sense. Then let's bring some genuine antiques with us. With a mix of real and fake, and it being nighttime, we should be able to fool them."
Nowadays, people don't consider antiques to be valuable.
Ten years later, let alone hauling them by the truckload, even getting one is considered a blessing from one's ancestors.
Gong Wei said, "The boss is wise."
An hour later, Fu Guang arrived at a warehouse in Tsuen Wan with three large trucks.
After loading a thousand Xia Dynasty antiques into the car, Fu Guang went to the market and bought some handicrafts to mix in with the rest.
"Brother Dong, we've found Fu Guang's warehouse." Zhang Huan called Shen Dong.
Shen Dong, who was discussing shorting the Japanese stock market with Song Zihao at Tengfei Investment Company, was overjoyed upon hearing this and exclaimed, "That's great! How did you find it?"
Zhang Huan said, "We've been monitoring them these past few days. You were absolutely right. Defoe Martin found Fu Guang, and the two must have reached some kind of agreement. Today, Fu Guang took some men to a warehouse in Tsuen Wan and loaded some antiques into a car."
"Some antiques?"
Shen Dong's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Could it be that Fu Guang is planning to double-cross us again?"
Zhang Huan said, "It should be. He went to the arts and crafts market and bought a lot of cheap porcelain vases and calligraphy and paintings. He still hasn't come out yet."
Shen Dong smiled and said, "This guy really loves money more than anything."
Zhang Huan asked, "Brother Dong, what do we do?"
After pondering for a moment, Shen Dong said, "Tonight, try to bring back all of Fu Guang's antiques. As for the conflict between Fu Guang and the Hill Group, it has nothing to do with us."
Zhang Huan replied, "Understood."
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