Upon hearing this, Zhou Fohai's curiosity was instantly piqued. He looked at Wang Hu with a smile and asked, "Oh? May I ask what business Mr. Wang needs to discuss with me?"
Just then, a clear voice rang out: "Dad! Please let the guests in for a cup of tea first!" Zhou Fohai turned his head and saw a woman in a cheongsam standing at the door, smiling at them.
Wang Hu was somewhat surprised. He had originally thought that the woman was just an employee hired by Zhou Fohai to mind the shop.
Upon hearing his daughter's words, Zhou Fohai quickly nodded and said, "Yes, yes! I've been a bit rude! Mr. Wang, let's go inside and have a cup of tea, and chat while we drink!"
After saying that, he stepped aside, extended his right hand, and politely pointed into the villa, saying, "Mr. Wang, please come in and have a seat!"
Seeing this, Wang Hu found the scene quite amusing. He imitated Zhou Fohai, extending his left hand and smiling as he said, "Master Zhou, please go first!"
"Please go first!" Zhou Fohai replied with a smile.
The two of them kept giving in to each other.
"Please don't stand on ceremony, you two, please go in!" the woman in the cheongsam said with a smile.
Wang Hu and Zhou Fohai exchanged a glance, laughed, and then walked into the villa together.
As soon as he entered the living room, Wang Hu praised, "Just now at your Minghai Pavilion, your daughter made me a cup of tea, and I thought it tasted especially good!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Fohai's face showed surprise. He immediately turned to look at his daughter, who shook her head at him.
Upon seeing this, Wang Hu couldn't help but feel puzzled. He stared wide-eyed at the two people in front of him and blurted out, "What kind of riddles are you two playing here!"
Zhou Fohai smiled slightly and explained, "My daughter thought you were a martial arts expert, which is why I asked if there was something in that cup of tea."
Upon hearing this, Wang Hu was startled. "Huh?" His voice was filled with astonishment, because he hadn't noticed anything unusual at all. He couldn't help but doubt his sixth sense—had it failed him?
Upon seeing this, Zhou Fohai quickly waved his hand and said, "Hey! I didn't release it. Didn't you see my daughter shaking her head?"
Wang Hu breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that it was just a false alarm, otherwise he would have really thought that there was something wrong with his superpower!
However, Wang Hu's curiosity was piqued, and he pressed on, "Why would you put something in the tea?"
Zhou Fohai kept her in suspense, deliberately not answering directly, but instead asking, "My Minghai Pavilion! What kind of place does it look like to you?"
Wang Hu thought for a moment and replied, "An antique shop, then."
Zhou Fohai nodded and continued, "That's right, it's an antique shop that specializes in collecting old things. However, we're not afraid of them being funerary objects; we're more afraid of them being stolen from some museum!"
Wang Hu suddenly realized, "Oh! I see." He finally understood Zhou Fohai's concerns and why he was so cautious.
Just as Wang Hu was having a pleasant conversation with Zhou Fohai, suddenly, a man burst in.
The man looked anxious and went straight to Zhou Fohai as soon as he entered the room, muttering, "Master Zhou, are we going to take that thing or not?"
Upon seeing this, Zhou Fohai's daughter immediately raised her eyebrows and sternly rebuked him, "Chen Laosi, don't you have any manners? My father is here entertaining guests, and you just barge in like this!"
The newcomer seemed somewhat wary of Zhou Fohai's daughter, and was caught off guard by her outburst.
But he quickly came to his senses and hurriedly explained, "Miss Zhou, I'm so sorry! But I have no choice. Xiao Huzi can't stay there any longer. He's been poisoned, and the doctor said it would cost one or two million to cure him. He's just waiting for that money to save his life!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Hu's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly realized that the "mingqi" Zhou Fohai had mentioned actually referred to funerary objects!
Wang Hu couldn't help but think of the stories his third uncle had written. Could it be that what his third uncle wrote was all true?
Wang Hu's curiosity was instantly piqued, and he decided to put aside his own affairs to see what was going on.
He turned to Zhou Fohai and said, "Master Zhou, since this is a matter of life and death, then my matter can wait. You should deal with things here first."
As soon as Wang Hu finished speaking, the bronze-skinned man immediately gave him a grateful look.
Since Wang Hu had said so, Zhou Fohai stood up and said, "Why don't you come with me, Mr. Wang, to take a look?"
Wang Hu immediately replied, "Great!" This was exactly what he wanted!
In another slightly larger meeting room, seven or eight people were waiting. Most of them had dark skin and were wearing windproof jackets and hiking boots.
"Master Zhou, look at this!"
They went to look at the antiques. Wang Hu was curious about their equipment and kept looking at them, trying to find something like black donkey hooves or Luoyang shovels!
Zhou Fohai's daughter whispered in his ear, "Mr. Wang! What are you doing?"
Wang Hu turned to her and said, "Isn't it said that these people have to bring black donkey hooves and Luoyang shovels when they go down, and that they have to light a candle and pray three times before touching anything? Is that true?"
"You know about this too!"
Wang Hu scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said with a smile, "Hehe, I learned it all from reading books. I'm just a little curious about these things!"
"Oh?" Zhou Haiming raised an eyebrow, looking at Wang Hu with interest. "I didn't expect you to like reading this kind of book... So, do you prefer 'The Shaking Dragon Classic' or 'The Burial Classic,' or 'The Green Crow Preface' or 'The Snow Heart Ode'?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Hu hurriedly waved his hand, his face full of fear, and said, "Stop, stop! How could I possibly understand all this classical Chinese stuff you're talking about? I'm just having fun reading 'Ghost Blows Out the Light,' and the scene where the black donkey hoof suppresses the rice dumplings is really interesting!"
Looking at Wang Hu's adorable appearance, Zhou Haimei couldn't help but find it amusing, and the distance between the two unconsciously shortened a bit.
As their conversation deepened, Zhou Haiming found herself becoming increasingly interested in Wang Hu, and Wang Hu seemed to reciprocate her feelings. Gradually, Zhou Haiming was drawn to a certain aura emanating from Wang Hu, and she found herself involuntarily drawn to him.
However, just then, after Zhou Fohai finished negotiating the price with someone, he turned around and saw this scene. His face instantly turned gloomy, his old face darkened, and he immediately coughed a few times to get his daughter's attention.
Zhou Fohai knew Wang Hu's character all too well; he even knew the purpose of Wang Hu's visit. He absolutely did not want his daughter to get involved with such a womanizer!
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