Chapter 147 Qianlong Imitation
Yu Ling's sobs suddenly stopped! Her body tensed instantly, like a frightened bird! She raised her head abruptly, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at the thin wooden door in fear!
Who is it again? !
The landlord can’t wait to come up and ask for money?!
She subconsciously curled up her body, her fingers digging into the cold floor.
"Madam?" A deliberately lowered, yet strangely familiar male voice with a thick local accent rang out from outside the door, cautiously probing, "...Are you...are you okay? I...I'm Wang Daqiang...from the property management..."
Wang Daqiang?!
The "senior executive officer" of the Pancake Man Foundation who changed his face?!
Yu Ling's heart instantly sank to the bottom! A huge feeling of humiliation washed over her once again! Was he here to see the joke? Or was he sent by Zhao Chen to "collect the debt"?
She clenched her teeth, said nothing, and just stared at the crack in the door.
Wang Daqiang, who was standing outside the door, seemed to have waited for no response and hesitated for a moment. Then, there was the slight friction sound of the key being inserted into the lock!
Yu Ling's heart nearly jumped out of her chest! She grabbed the largest piece of ceramic debris on the ground, tensed her body, and prepared to fight to the death!
The door was gently pushed open a crack.
Wang Daqiang's face, a bit naive yet shrewd, peeked in. He wasn't wearing his greasy work clothes, but a brand new, perfectly ironed, dark blue "high-end property management" uniform that looked awkward on him. Pinned to his chest was a brand new metal badge with a cartoon Shiba Inu logo: "Jianbing Man Property Management Special Butler."
He had no weapon in his hands, only a high-powered flashlight and a... tablet?
When his eyes swept over the mess on the floor, the overturned coffee machine, the splattered coffee stains, and Yu Ling, who was huddled in the corner with tears on her face and broken porcelain pieces in her hands, his face instantly revealed an extremely "professional" expression that was a mixture of "shock" and "heartache"!
"Oh my God!" Wang Daqiang let out an exaggerated cry and rushed in! He didn't even look at the broken porcelain pieces in Yu Ling's hand. His eyes were like searchlights, fixed on the pile of mug fragments, especially the one with half of the company logo printed on it!
He bent down, picked up the fragment with extremely exaggerated and cautious movements, and examined it carefully under the strong flashlight, clicking his tongue and with a serious expression as if he was identifying a national treasure!
"Madam! How could you...how could you be so careless!" He raised his head and looked at Yu Ling, his voice full of "blame" and "fear", but the volume was loud enough to be faintly heard downstairs.
"This is... this is a replica from the imperial kilns during the Qianlong reign! Although... although it's a replica... it's a top-notch replica! There are very few left in the world! It's priceless!"
A Qianlong imitation?
Priceless?
Yu Ling was completely stunned! She stared blankly at the fragment of an ordinary mug with a cheap logo printed on it in Wang Daqiang's hand, then looked at his face, which was filled with "heartache and grief"...
The landlord downstairs's roar seemed to pause for a moment.
Wang Daqiang ignored Yu Ling's daze, and quickly swiped on the tablet in his hand, clicking on an interface. The screen was facing Yu Ling, and it clearly displayed an extremely "formal" electronic insurance policy!
Policy Title: "Jianbing Man Foundation Art Comprehensive Insurance"
Insured: Yu Ling
Subject of Insurance: A set of imitation enamel coffee cups from the Qing Dynasty Qianlong period (No. TC-001)
Amount insured: RMB 200,000,000.00
Claim terms: Full compensation for accidental damage!
Two hundred million?!
Yu Ling looked at the dizzying string of zeros on the flat screen, and then at the ordinary piece of broken porcelain in Wang Daqiang's hand. The huge sense of absurdity made her almost think she was hallucinating!
Wang Daqiang, however, put away the tablet very "professionally", with a look of relief at having survived the disaster on his face, and announced in a loud voice:
"Thank goodness! Thank goodness, ma'am!" He patted his chest. "Our foundation has been prepared for a rainy day! We've already taken out high-value insurance on your 'collection'! This small loss...is nothing!"
He raised his voice meaningfully, making sure the people downstairs could hear him. "Don't worry! I'll take care of this! The foundation will immediately initiate the claims process! Two hundred million! Not a cent less! The money that's owed, our foundation won't refuse a single cent! As for what's not owed... humph!"
He snorted coldly, glancing pointedly downstairs, "...No one should try to extort a single penny from our wife!"
The roar of the landlord downstairs disappeared completely.
Wang Daqiang put on the most humble and respectful smile on his face, bent down, and said to Ling carefully, "Madam, you're frightened. Please don't touch such a small matter. It will get your hands dirty! I'll call the professional cleaning team to take care of it! We guarantee that it will be restored to its original state!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a brand new Band-Aid with a cartoon Shiba Inu printed on it from his pocket. He held it in both hands and handed it to the back of Yu Ling's burned hand. "Would you... could you take care of the wound first?"
Yu Ling looked at Wang Daqiang's face, which was full of "loyalty" and "professionalism", then looked at the ordinary broken porcelain piece in his hand that she almost used as a weapon, and the Shiba Inu Band-Aid that he handed her...
An indescribable torrent of emotions, a mixture of a huge sense of absurdity and the humiliation of being forcibly "saved", rushed wildly in her chest!
She suddenly waved away Wang Daqiang's hand that was handing her the Band-Aid!
"roll!"
"Get out of here!"
She screamed with all her might, her voice hoarse and distorted due to extreme anger and powerlessness!
Wang Daqiang was waved away, but there was no embarrassment on his face. Instead, as if he had completed some sacred mission, he took a step back respectfully and bowed slightly. "Yes, ma'am. I'll be out of here right away. The cleaning staff will be here in ten minutes. You... have a good rest."
He turned around with incredible agility, exited the room, and gently closed the door behind him. His movements were fluid, without a trace of drag.
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