It turned out that Liu Wenping made this call because he was under pressure from the museum's top management, which was why he said this to An Rou.
"Now the only thing I can do is show you a way. Are you willing to do it?" Liu Wenping asked.
An Rou quickly agreed, and Liu Wenping continued, "Just now, a senior executive called me and said there's a treasure trove. If you can get some information about it, it would be a big deal for our museum."
An Rou understood what Liu Wenping meant. This was the only way for her to maintain her position. No matter what, she was willing to try: "I promise you!"
A satisfied smile appeared on Liu Wenping's face. He felt that he knew his daughter quite well.
After hanging up the phone, An Rou began to investigate the matter. She knew that she didn't have much time left.
Liu Min knocked on the door and came in. An Rou glanced at her calmly and said, "You'd better have some useful information for me."
"I found out that Mr. Yi is also working on the treasure house. I wonder if this can help you?" Liu Min was not sure.
As soon as I found out the news, I told An Rou.
This was the only useful piece of information, so An Rou immediately stood up from her chair and said, "Call Mr. Yi right now and tell him I want to make an appointment."
After receiving the news, Mr. Yi was not actually surprised. He straightened his clothes and went to the appointment.
He didn't realize at this moment that there was a woman following him.
Zhang Yun watched Mr. Yi enter the box and frowned even more. She muttered to herself, "That's not right. Why would he go there alone?"
She finally decided to wait at the door to see what Mr. Yi was doing. Although Zhang Yun knew that it was not polite to do so, she had no other choice.
Mr. Yi hasn't contacted me since the last project ended. No matter how many times I called him, he would just make a few prevarications and then hang up.
Zhang Yun was unwilling to accept this, so she could only peek into his life, and that was enough.
After An Rou got off the car, she called Mr. Yi. Because there were too many private rooms, An Rou couldn't find the specific location for a while.
Mr. Yi went out and took An Rou in.
Little did they know that Zhang Yun saw everything the two did. She clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth.
But she did not mean to blame Mr. Yi for all this, and attributed it all to the woman in front of her.
All I can think of is that this woman is seducing Mr. Yi.
After entering the private room, Mr. Yi politely handed An Rou a bottle of water. An Rou nodded politely and put her hands on the table: "Mr. Yi, we are both businessmen. I will just tell you my purpose directly."
Mr. Yi liked An Rou's personality. He nodded and extended his hand: "You say."
"I know you are also investigating the treasure house. We can work together." An Rou said.
Mr. Yi frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled: "I wonder where Miss An Rou got the confidence to seek cooperation with me?"
After all, Mr. Yi is an insider and does this kind of business, but the museum is different.
An Rou smiled faintly. Since she had the courage to come here, she must have done some research on today's conversation.
"As far as I know, Mr. Yi should have been investigating this matter for a long time, but there has been no results." An Rou kept observing Mr. Yi's expression while speaking: "So, I dare to conclude that although Mr. Yi's methods are sophisticated, there are still some areas that he cannot involve."
This was indeed what An Rou said correctly. Mr. Yi put his hand under his chin and rubbed it back and forth.
An Rou continued: "But if Mr. Yi chooses to cooperate with me, it will only take a short time. We have a professional team that can help us complete this work."
The air was quiet for a few seconds. Mr. Yi nodded slightly, agreeing with An Rou's statement. He then asked, "I wonder how Miss An Rou bid?"
After all, they are all smart people. They do business for profit, and Mr. Yi knows that An Rou is the same.
"I'll take six and you'll take four."
"No." Mr. Yi refused directly.
"I have a professional team to help me. I think these conditions are enough, right?" An Rou said again.
Unconsciously, the atmosphere between the two of them became a little subtle. Mr. Yi slowly approached An Rou. An Rou blinked and leaned back. Mr. Yi leaned over to An Rou's ear and whispered, "Ms. An Rou, you should know very well why you came to discuss this matter with me."
Between the lines and between the lines, An Rou's crisis was revealed.
She realized that Mr. Yi was not simple.
"How about this, let's each take a step back and split it 50-50." An Rou brought it up again, but the result was still a shake of the head.
The door of the box was suddenly opened, and both of them looked towards the door. Zhang Yun was standing at the door with anger on her face. From her angle, it seemed like the two of them were having a secret affair.
She pointed at the man and woman in front of her and asked, "What are you doing?"
Mr. Yi frowned slightly, puzzled by Zhang Yun's appearance: "Why are you here?"
Zhang Yun cast a faint gaze on Mr. Yi, without explaining much to him, and walked directly towards An Rou, splashing the water on the table onto An Rou's face.
"Ah!" An Rou suddenly woke up from the splash. She subconsciously looked at Zhang Yun: "What are you doing?"
Zhang Yun sneered: "Isn't it clear what I'm doing? I'm dealing with the mistress!"
She was cursing in the box like a shrew, and Mr. Yi couldn't stand it anymore. After all, he still had serious business to discuss.
Mr. Yi stood up, holding Zhang Yun's arm tightly in his hand, his eyes becoming more and more fierce. He felt that the woman in front of him was so unreasonable.
"Are you sick?" Mr. Yi couldn't help but curse.
Zhang Yun nodded slightly, agreeing with what Mr. Yi said. She continued, "Yes, you are right. I am sick."
Zhang Yun couldn't control her temper anymore, and she didn't care about her dignity anymore. She burst into tears. "I call you every day, but how do you treat me? You're always perfunctory. It turns out you're just accompanying that bitch!"
An Rou disagreed with what Zhang Yun said. She walked over and, although she was splashed with water, she pretended to be calm: "Miss, you seem to have misunderstood our relationship."
Zhang Yun looked her up and down: "The truth is right in front of me, how could you let me misunderstand?"
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