Hongyu's heart remained unsettled for a long time.
If he fails, no matter which of those illegitimate children takes over, he will not survive.
Old Cao noticed Hongyu's worry.
His handsome features were accompanied by a smile.
He thought to himself: "The master is truly resourceful, coming up with such a way to motivate the young master to strive harder."
Old Cao advised, "Young master, don't worry, the master is still on your side, otherwise he wouldn't have let you return to the country first."
The moment the topic of returning to China comes up.
Hongyu was at his wit's end. He said, "Why do we need to find the owner of 'Starry Night'? Putting aside the question of where a painting could have an owner, even if we found him, what good would it do? Could he save our lives?"
Despite his doubts, he has never forgotten the moment he first saw "Starry Night".
That shock was unforgettable for him.
He never imagined that an oil painting could depict the night sky in such a breathtaking way.
It seemed to conceal some terrifying power.
The painting was acquired by chance by the first head of the Hong family, and has since become the property of the Hong family.
Old Cao thought for a moment: "Young Master, do you still remember the fortune teller Maria who divined for you?"
Hongyu looked puzzled.
What is the relationship between these two?
Old Cao sighed inwardly.
Hongyu was so well protected by the Hong family that, apart from basic self-defense skills, he was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper.
In the cutthroat world of organized crime, there would be absolutely no chance of survival.
No wonder Mr. Hong was so eager to force things to grow faster after learning that his days were numbered.
Mr. Hong wanted Hongyu to return to China as soon as possible because he was afraid that after his death, no one would be able to protect Hongyu.
Stay away from country M.
It means staying away from trouble.
Therefore, Mr. Hong used the pretext of training Hong Yu to send him back to China.
As for "Starry Night"?
The fortune teller Maria deduced that an extraordinary relic was hidden within "The Starry Night".
But her abilities were limited.
It was impossible to extend Mr. Hong's lifespan, nor to find the sacred object hidden in "Starry Night".
Therefore, Mr. Hong concluded that "Starry Night" was specially painted by the painter Anto Naraku according to certain requirements.
This was to protect the sacred relic from being excavated.
The secrets hidden in "Starry Night" must be extraordinary; perhaps its owner has a way to save him.
In order to uncover the secrets of "Starry Night", Mr. Hong will tour the world.
Their final stop was China, which was right under their feet.
However, they were robbed during transport.
Hongyu frowned: "If we hadn't rushed back to China, how could 'Starry Night' have been lost en route to the auction house when security measures were lax? And how could we have been thrown out here to search for the painting? We're still stuck in the service area."
He became increasingly angry as he spoke, unable to understand why his father was forcing him to go to Country Z like a duck being forced onto a shelf.
Old Cao glanced in the direction of the restaurant in the service area: "I know the young master is angry. I have a shortcut, but the young master needs to make the request."
He has always been very accurate in judging people.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have recognized Mr. Hong at a glance among the four brothers of Mr. Hong's generation.
Following the right people is the key to success.
He had previously seen two people who could become Hongyu's helpers, and at that time, he made up his mind to help Hongyu grasp these two helpers, not to make friends, but to befriend them.
Hongyu was a newcomer.
You need connections.
Later, after witnessing Yan Jiu's few words that brought peace to people's eyes, and after failing to find out anything about Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi.
Old Cao was increasingly surprised.
Country Z is full of hidden talents; even in a small service area, there are two extraordinary people.
Indeed, China still prefers to play dumb to outsmart others.
Old Cao said sternly, "Young Master, you must listen to every single word I am about to say."
Seeing that Lao Cao had become serious.
Hongyu pricked up his ears.
then.
Ten minutes later.
While Yan Jiu was engrossed in eating, Hong Yu and Lao Cao walked straight past, one after the other.
Old Cao, recalling the results he had painstakingly obtained from the investigation, asked, "Excuse me, are you Director Yan of the funeral home, who doesn't send people off on their journeys?"
He really didn't expect it.
The funeral industry in China is booming.
Logically speaking...
Aren't people from country Z very averse to this kind of thing?
Yan Jiu lifted her head from the overflowing bowl, elegantly wiped her mouth, and looked at the newcomer.
He immediately understood the other party's intention—that they needed his help.
Yan Jiu rested her chin on her hand.
He nodded quietly.
Old Cao looked at Hong Yu.
Hongyu politely gave a gentlemanly bow: "Hello, beautiful lady, my name is Hongyu."
He didn't know why Lao Cao wanted him to greet him politely, but he knew Lao Cao wouldn't harm him.
After seeing Yan Jiu's appearance.
He decisively offered his hospitality.
Three hair colors caught Yan Jiu's eye: "Hongyu? Red and green, traffic lights?"
Hongyu: "!!!"
Old Cao was initially alarmed by Hong Yu's proactive rhetoric, which led him to arbitrarily change the terms used in making friends.
Upon hearing this...
Suddenly, I wasn't scared anymore.
Fortunately, Yan Jiu didn't take Hong Yu seriously at all.
Lang Zongyi, who was originally worried that Yan Jiu would be hit on, immediately felt relieved upon hearing this.
Zhao Yanjiu's thought process and straightforwardness.
I'm destined to never encounter peach blossoms in this lifetime.
He doesn't need to worry...
etc.
What is he worried about?
Why is he worried?
What is there for him to worry about regarding Yan Jiu?
Hongyu was unaware of Lang Zongyi's doubts.
He pointed to his face.
Hongyu lost interest in striking up a conversation and corrected him, "It's not a traffic light, it's Hongyu."
Yan Jiu, despite repeated admonitions, replied: "Okay, traffic lights."
Hongyu: "..."
Yan Jiu looked at Lao Cao: "Is there something you need?"
Old Cao nodded hurriedly.
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