There was silence in the luxurious room for a moment.
"Is that so?" Xiao Xingyu was shocked and leaned over to hold Zhang Moyan's hand. "It's not easy. It's only at the level of Yugong moving the mountain, right? Our mother's will and persistence are not something that ordinary people have."
Wang Wenlong seconded the proposal: "Those few acres of land were covered in waste porcelain pits. Back then, everyone in our village was stunned. Who could have imagined that a fair-skinned city girl would work in the fields, her face covered in dust and mud, and endure such hardship."
Xiao Xingyu nodded repeatedly. "The idea of looking for the yang pattern on the bottom of the bowl isn't surprising. What's surprising is that someone actually took this needle-in-a-haystack approach. But judging by the outcome, perhaps the dumbest approach is the most feasible one."
Zhang Moyan's heart was beating violently, perhaps because her hand was covered by Xiao Xingyu, and she couldn't help but be affected by Xiao Xingyu.
Zhang Moyan seemed to understand something. She said without emotion, "It was this persistence that made you firmly believe that Chen Yun or someone from the Chen family would definitely go to the Xiao family again for the Tianqing glazed porcelain. Therefore, you won the construction project of the Xiaoyuan Garden, and let Wang Yanzu find a way to stay with the eldest grandson of the Xiao family, who has the most promising future."
Xiao Wa's neck choked and he almost died. He had never been so afraid of hearing his own name, "Wang Yanzu," in his entire life. His face turned pale and he was utterly panicked. "I... I... Brother Yu... Sister-in-law, you can't frame me like this. I am loyal to Brother Yu. The heavens and the earth can bear witness to this, and the sun and the moon can testify to this..."
Xiao Xingyu pressed his hands at him: "I understand, I understand." He acted like a playboy who met a woman in the boudoir and quickly stopped her.
Xiao Wa wanted to talk but was crying, looking at Zhang Moyan with resentment. If you threw a handkerchief to him, he would probably bite the edge of it.
With Zhang Moyan's EQ, she wouldn't have noticed any of this. She trembled, as if about to blurt out something, but after careful consideration, she asked, "Did she find all those porcelain pieces that could spell out the word 'Wu'?"
Yuan Hongying paused after hearing this and looked at Zhang Moyan in surprise. Before she could say anything, Wang Zhongguo answered, "How could it be such a coincidence! I found a piece, your mother found a piece, and a worker found a corner. Later, when we compared the work, we found that they were the same base."
Zhang Moyan's cheeks were tense and she didn't know what to say.
Yuan Hongying speculated: "Do you suspect that there was some artificial falsification involved?"
Zhang Moyan didn't answer, but sometimes silence is already an answer.
There was silence at the table again. Yuan Hongying, Wang Wenlong and Xiaowa were all very surprised, and Wang Zhongguo's expression was almost angry.
Yuan Hongying smiled at Zhang Moyan, "You're worrying too much, kid. Everything has to be professionally inspected before it's finalized. The thing at the bottom of the bowl is definitely from our land. I know it sounds like a fluke, but maybe it's God's will that hard work pays off, or maybe our ancestors have blessed our Wang family and their luck hasn't run out yet! In short, we were able to turn a disaster into a blessing, and the project was able to continue. Since then, step by step, we have achieved today's results."
Zhang Moyan's eyelashes trembled, and Xiao Xingyu gently held the back of her hand. A warm and stable force came from her, and Zhang Moyan gradually loosened her clenched palms.
"Let's get back to business!" Yuan Hongying took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Moyan and Xiao Xingyu with a forward-looking gaze. "Due to the arrangements of our ancestors, our Wang family has long since left the porcelain industry, and our descendants cannot continue. Today, we are fortunate to meet the bloodline of the Tongchuan Chen family and the Ruzhou Xiao family. First, I will fulfill my promise, and second, I believe that you two are people worthy of trust. Today, I will hand this plum vase over to you!"
As she spoke, Yuan Hongying patted Xiaowa beside her, stood up and walked towards a solid wooden locker in the south.
"Please wait a minute, old man!" Xiao Xingyu also stood up and made a gesture to block the road in the air.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Hongying asked.
“It’s not safe.”
Xiao Wa quickly swore, "Don't worry, Brother Yu! How could we dare to bring you to discuss matters in an unsafe place? This hotel is ours, it's absolutely safe!"
"Maybe not," Xiao Xingyu said meaningfully, moving his phone off the table to reveal something like a power bank that had been pressed against his phone. He picked it up with one hand and flashed the flickering screen to everyone, "We're being monitored."
Everyone was shocked.
Xiao Xingyu: "Although the eavesdropping device doesn't emit a signal, it can still be easily found using the most advanced detectors. And the person using this wireless eavesdropping device, I dare say he is no more than 60 meters away from us!"
Everyone immediately looked around alertly as if they were facing a great enemy.
Wang Zhongguo couldn't believe it: "Impossible, I'll go find the manager!"
"You, you, you..." Wang Wenlong pointed at Xiao Xingyu anxiously and angrily, shouting in a suppressed voice, "Why didn't you say it earlier? Why are you still talking so much here? That bitch who's eavesdropping will know she's been exposed!"
Zhang Moyan remained calm and composed: "What should we do now?"
Before she could finish her words, the door was slammed open.
"Hand over the plum vase!" Three men dressed as hotel waiters rushed in.
Everything happened in a flash. Everyone at the table subconsciously gathered around Xiao Xingyu, except Old Mrs. Yuan, who was unable to react and stayed where she was.
The leading thug took just one look, stepped onto the table, and reached out to take it from Old Lady Yuan.
"Fuck your mother!" Xiao Wa rushed forward in shock and rage, but unexpectedly a gust of fist swung at him halfway, and Xiao Wa had no choice but to knock the man down with an elbow.
At this critical moment, Xiao Xingyu kicked the man charging at him, then swung a chair, slamming it and the man onto the table with a resounding bang! His fierce and ferocious reaction didn't betray the slightest trace of a professor from a prestigious ancient porcelain school; it was the unmistakable expression of a Sanda expert.
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