To Yan Qiao's surprise, Pei Jingzhan came out as soon as she entered the room.
He was wearing a white-gray sweater and casual pants, a very young and relaxed outfit.
He hadn't been with Yan Qiao for long, but he had already tried out all sorts of clothing styles.
When Zhang Song saw him, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked the camera to move away.
Thus, Pei Jingzhan's superior bone structure and tall stature flashed across the camera.
【Oh no, am I seeing things? It's a man?】
[It's not just a man; even though I didn't see his face clearly, I think he's incredibly handsome!]
[The camera pans over, I'm going to drool over the screen, quick, quick, quick!]
Having worked in the entertainment industry for many years, Zhang Song knew that Pei Jingzhan must be rich and powerful, and he wasn't sure if this man's identity could be exposed.
"Sir, we are the production team of 'I Am a Luxury Home'. We are starting filming today. We apologize for the inconvenience."
Pei Jingzhan nodded slightly. "Mm."
A single, simple word has sent netizens into a frenzy.
She's beautiful, has a great figure, and even her voice is so lovely!
After Yan Qiao finished washing up, she came out of the room and saw Pei Jingzhan had gotten up.
"Brother Zhang, this is the cameraman I hired. He occasionally helps me film videos. He lives here, but he doesn't appear on camera, so please don't film him."
Zhang Song suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."
Netizens quickly guessed that the video Yan Qiao posted earlier was filmed by him.
At the same time, she also understood why Yan Qiao was able to keep Pei Jingzhan even though the video was filmed that way.
So it's all about looks!
The aunt had prepared breakfast, which Yan Qiao quickly finished eating. She said, "My daily life is actually quite boring, you probably won't like to read it."
Zhang Song laughed and said, "Everyone mainly wants to see you; you look good no matter what you do. By the way, what are those wooden boxes by the door for?"
Yan Qiao said, "That was a gift from my grandfather, and I haven't had a chance to open it yet."
Several large wooden crates were brought in by people hired by Old Master Song.
Because it's too bulky, she hasn't taken it apart yet.
Zhang Song casually asked, "What does your grandfather do? This gift looks quite valuable."
Yan Shu is a landlady, and her family is wealthy, so Yan Qiao's father's family must be quite well-off as well.
Yan Qiao waved her hand, "My grandfather is no big deal. He's just an ordinary person who collects scraps."
Zhang Song gave an "oh," somewhat disappointed.
Pei Jingzhan slowly put down the spoon in his hand. Yan Qiao's "ragpicker" was probably not the same profession as Zhang Song's understanding of ragpicker.
Zhang Song laughed and said, "Why don't you quietly open the box for us?"
Yan Qiao nodded, "Sure, let's take this opportunity to dismantle it."
[Boring, what's so interesting about junk?]
[It's not as impressive as actress Barbara Yung's walk-in closet; it's incredibly luxurious, bigger than my house.]
[Yan Qiao's walk-in closet is quite nice; her grandmother gave her a lot of jade items.]
At least for now, compared to others, Yan Qiao's side can hardly be called "rich".
"Mr. Pei Bingjun, could you please help me move this box? Thank you." Yan Qiao asked him without any hesitation.
Pei Jingzhan then moved her three wooden boxes into the yard.
Every box was locked; the old man had already given her the key.
"Go get the camera and film an unboxing video for me."
Pei Jingzhan nodded and obediently went to get the camera.
This powerful man was as docile as a little white rabbit in front of Yan Qiao.
Zhang Song couldn't believe it; he was an employee hired by Yan Qiao, his demeanor didn't seem to match.
Yan Qiao smiled sweetly at the camera, doubling her beauty factor.
"Now let's open the first box."
After she opened the box, Zhang Song directed the camera to zoom in.
As a result, I saw a huge pile of straw on top.
Zhang Song: "..."
[Could it really be junk?]
[666, I shouldn't have had any hope.]
[Why did the grandfather give his granddaughter junk as a gift?]
Just then, Yan Qiao removed the dry straw on the surface and took out what was inside.
Yan Qiao was stunned for a moment when she took the item out.
"This is... a stove?" Yan Qiao looked it over from head to toe, but couldn't see anything special about it; it was quite exquisite, though.
The top of the furnace is decorated with several carved jade lotus flowers, with a small plaque hanging on them.
“Qing Dynasty, jadeite lion-eared tripod incense burner with rings.” Yan Qiao read the words aloud, her movements suddenly stiffening.
Could this be an antique?
She remembered that when Grandpa Song sent these things over, he mentioned that it was to give her courtyard house a prestigious appearance.
Is it just using antiques to show off?
Zhang Song's face stiffened as he leaned down to take a look.
"From the Qing Dynasty? An antique?"
Yan Qiao showed him the sign, "I think so, my grandfather knows a lot about these things."
Zhang Song screamed in a broken voice: "Didn't you say your grandpa collects junk? You call this junk!"
This three-legged stove is worth at least a million.
[Is this for real...? What grandfather gives his granddaughter an antique as a gift?]
Even I trembled when Yan Qiao held me like that; this was money!
[I did a quick search, and a jade tripod censer from the Qing Dynasty appeared at a Christie's auction, selling for 3 million RMB. The buyer's surname was Song. You guys should take a closer look!]
What does it mean that the buyer's surname is Song? Yan Qiao's grandfather's surname was Song!
Zhang Song naturally saw the comments in the live stream, so the antique in Yan Qiao's hand was real!
He swallowed hard and looked at Pei Jingzhan, who was taking pictures with a camera.
That's a tough guy, so calm.
Yan Qiao casually placed the three-legged stove aside, and Zhang Song's heart trembled.
"How about we put something underneath?"
He spread the dry straw on the ground and carefully placed the three-legged stove on top of it.
"Qiaoqiao, why did your grandfather give you such an expensive gift?"
Yan Qiao was taken aback. "I don't know either. Is it very expensive? He just said my courtyard house was empty and he wanted to buy me a few things."
Old Master Song's original words were: "They're all just junk, just put them around in the house as you like."
They didn't say the items were expensive.
Zhang Song: "..." Yan Qiao is so oblivious to her own limitations; she'll get beaten up!
Yan Qiao blinked. "Let's continue unpacking. There's still so much stuff."
Wen Zhengming's Orchid Painting, Zhang Daqian's Secluded Residence with Water and Bamboo, Xu Beihong's Horse Painting, Gilded Bronze Vajradhara Seated Statue, Blue and White Dragon Pattern Jar, etc.
Yan Qiao opened the boxes until her hands were sore, and then took out all the items and laid them out in the courtyard.
Zhang Song and his crew huddled in a corner, afraid to move, lest they break something and their wages wouldn't be enough to cover the damages.
Yan Qiao rested her chin on her hand and said, "There's so much stuff. I should have known better than to open it. Where are we going to put it?"
Pei Jingzhan's eyebrows twitched slightly. "Put it in the side room."
Yan Qiao held these things like a child clutching a golden pot.
If he remembers correctly, that blue and white porcelain jar with kui dragon design sold for over 20 million at auction.
Even in Old Master Song's hands, it would definitely be something to be treasured.
Now, Yan Qiao glanced at it and casually placed it on the ground.
The old man really went to great lengths to please his granddaughter.
Pei Jingzhan silently took out his phone and sent a message to Li Qiao.
JZ: [Please hire a few bodyguards to come to the courtyard house.]
Li Qiao: [???]
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