Ye Qingqing finally understood. At first, when Bruno said it, she really thought that the old man was a spendthrift, but now she realized that he was making a lot of money!
The only one of its kind in the world is naturally very valuable, and countless people would fight tooth and nail to get their hands on this rare porcelain cup. However, if there were two, the price would be much lower.
This is just like that most precious stamp. There were two of them, but the collector used one to light a cigar, leaving only one. Its value immediately increased.
"You're so cunning!"
Ding Ba praised him sincerely, and Gong Yi smiled smugly, "How can you be a merchant without being cunning? If you want to make money, you have to be cunning."
No businessman is without cunning; a soft-hearted person can never achieve great things.
"Grandpa, do you have any news about my mother?" Ding Ba couldn't help but ask.
His influence was still too limited. In the past few days, he asked some old friends in Pingcheng to help him investigate, but there was no news at all. In the vast sea of people, there was no way to find out.
Gong Yi's smile vanished, and he shook his head. "Not for now. It's been too long; it won't be quick to investigate."
Ding Ba sighed and asked tentatively, "Do you think my mother is still alive?"
"As long as I live, I will find it before I die," Gong Yi said resolutely.
He had to know news of his daughter before he died, to see her in life and at her grave in death, otherwise he would not die in peace.
After Ye Qingqing finished giving Gong Yi acupuncture, Ding Ba drove her home.
"Take me to the Jinjiang Hotel first, I need to deliver something to Sister Tianxiong," Ye Qingqing said.
Ding Ba jerked violently, his hand slipped, and he almost crashed into the car next to him. Holy crap, what a shrew!
"I... I have something to do at the club. Qingqing, you should take a taxi there yourself. I'll call a car for you!"
Ding Ba stopped the car, hurriedly hailed a taxi, put the bewildered Ye Qingqing into the car, prepaid the fare, and then sped away like a ghost.
Ye Qingqing looked puzzled. What's wrong with this guy?
"Where would you find a club in broad daylight? It's obviously a lie," Ye Qingqing pouted, too lazy to think about it further. The taxi soon arrived at the Jinjiang Hotel.
Ye Qingqing came to deliver the Ice Skin Snow Cream. She had called Miao Tianxiong this morning to arrange a time, and he should be waiting for her at the hotel now.
Miao Tianxiang is not at the hotel; she has returned to Hong Kong. Only Miao Tianxiong is here to handle some matters.
"Sister Tianxiong!"
Ye Qingqing greeted Miao Tianxiong with a smile, but couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, feeling that something seemed off about Miao Tianxiong.
"Sister Tianxiong is getting more and more beautiful!" Ye Qingqing said with a smile.
Although Miao Tianxiong was still dressed the same as before, in an iron-gray suit, with her hair in a simple bun and her face bare, there was a hint of charm in her eyes and brows, and her cold and hard temperament had softened a lot, making her more feminine.
"It's still the same as always."
Miao Tianxiong blushed slightly, but quickly returned to normal. He counted the quantity of the Ice Skin Snow Cream, but the image of a certain person involuntarily surfaced in his mind, making his face even hotter.
For the first time, she actually softened her heart towards a man. Of course, Miao Tianxiong thought she was attracted to Ding Ba's skills in that area. To be honest, he was indeed very good, making her feel both physically and mentally satisfied and very relaxed.
When she gets tired of that scoundrel, she'll kill him. Humph!
Miao Tianxiong made up his mind. His wife always said she didn't know how to enjoy life, so he would enjoy it for a few days first, but—
"vomit……"
Miao Tianxiong put the ice cream into his bag. As soon as he straightened up, he couldn't help but gag, and his face turned pale. He gagged several times in a row.
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