National Museum, Heritage Restoration Center.

"Zhu Yawen, are you crazy to ask a young boy in his 20s to learn Zhu Xu's treasure appraisal skills?"

Outside the cultural relics restoration center, there is an area dedicated to rest for staff.

A fat man who looked to be in his 30s at most was leaning on the sofa with a leisurely expression and said in a slightly contemptuous tone.

Next to the fat man was a thin woman with a calm demeanor.

Although she is over 40 years old, she looks very elegant wearing a white coat, and she unconsciously reveals an intellectual beauty.

When the two people sat face to face, they formed a sharp contrast.

The fat man became more and more angry as he talked. He subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. When he was about to light a cigarette, the woman snatched it away.

He scolded softly: "Smoking is not allowed here."

"I said you don't really think of this as your home, do you?" the fat man retorted.

"You don't need to worry about it." The woman said, "I have met that young man named Lin Ran. He has two brushes when it comes to appraising treasures. Some people only grow older and are so incompetent that they are not even qualified to carry shoes.

Although he was mocking himself, the fat man was not angry at all.

"What's the use of being capable? Is that the secret art of treasure appraisal that ordinary people can learn?" The fat man put the cigarette in his mouth. When he saw the woman glared at him again, he explained: "My cigarette holder, I don't light up the cigarette, I just hold it in my mouth. .”

The woman didn't care about him anymore.

"Where did Zhu Yawen find him? Isn't he unable to leave the port city?" Fatty said with a smile.

They seemed to know Zhu Yawen’s secret.

"It would be great if he could find all the treasures left by Zhu Xu before he died. If you want to find the magic of immortality, just dream." The fat man's words were full of contempt for Zhu Yawen.

"That's almost it. Zhu Yawen shouldn't live long before he hands over the secret of treasure appraisal to Lin Ran." The woman replied, "Putting all her hopes on Lin Ran, he is really a gambler."

"Otherwise, the Qilin Club's foundation will be wiped out by him."

"Brother Chuan, did you come to me just to trash Zhu Yawen? I am very busy at work and have no time to chat with you." The woman obviously had no interest in chatting with him anymore and was about to stand up and leave.

The fat man threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground and replied angrily, "Do you think I'm idle? The other two have already gathered in the capital after learning about the return of the secret treasure appraisal technique to the mainland."

"We have been incognito for so long, and we were both harmed by this guy Lin Ran. He is such a piece of shit that he attracted flies."

"So what?" The woman put her hands in her pockets, "Since it is destined, there is no way to hide. If you also want to get the treasure appraisal book, then go and compete fairly with them. Anyway, Lin Ran has already reached the stage. .”

"He is not a problem." The fat man's expression became solemn, "Su Chen, do you think the two of us will be Suzaku and Qinglong's opponents?"

The woman hesitated for a moment.

They are all inheritors of the secret art of treasure appraisal.

Su Chen is a cultural relic restorer at the National Museum and has learned Zhu Xu's three-part true biography.

Jia Chuan is an expert in counterfeiting. He did business with Jiang Hua some time ago. Unexpectedly, Lin Ran found out that his products were fake and wanted to take the opportunity to get to know him.

Su Chen said coldly: "That's all, I don't want to have anything to do with them anymore. I just want to continue my life now. This kind of peaceful life is good."

"But if they really push me, I will never let others take advantage of me."

"How can you not let others control you?" Jia Chuan said with a smile.

"I don't know where they are. Can I still find Lin Ran?"

Jia Chuan smiled broadly: "Mei Su is still more capable."

Su Chen said with a look of disgust: "You don't have any ideas of your own. Don't come to me again in the future. I don't want others to know about my affairs."

Looking at Su Chen's leaving figure.

Jia Chuan lit the cigarette and smiled, "Interesting, but you are still too naive. Do you really think that the person Zhu Yawen likes can be killed so easily?"

the other side.

Song Qiang was crying to them in the hotel about his experience.

Ever since her trip to Sichuan Province, Yuan Qianxi never wanted to talk to him again.

As a result, Song Qiang found that he couldn't leave her at all, so he chased her back to the capital.

After many pleas, Yuan Qianxi made a request to him.

Since he wanted to prove himself, he had to at least apologize with a cultural relic that would impress his grandfather.

The last time was Yuan Qianyun's grandma's [-]th birthday, and the scene at that time was still fresh in my memory.

At that time, I saw the Yuan family master, and his gaze seemed to be unusually high.

Speaking of which, Lin Ran remembered what happened before.

"By the way, is there any follow-up to your investigation?" Lin Ran asked about the background of the kidnappers. They definitely didn't have a simple background like Song Qiang's second brother. They were clearly going to the Yuan family.

Song Qiang shook his head: "It's really not easy to investigate. All the people involved have disappeared, as if they were silenced at the same time."

He said it very calmly. After all, his family had done this kind of thing before, so it didn't matter to him.

But it sounded a bit ironic to Yang Jianlong.

He slapped Song Qiang on the back of the head and cursed: "Why do you talk about human life in such a despicable way?"

Song Qiang glared at Yang Jianlong, but after knowing that he was from Pao Gehui, he instantly became honest.

"I didn't do it." Song Qiang was also speechless, "I just stated a fact."

For some reason, Yang Jianlong felt unhappy when he saw Song Qiang's attitude.

Song Qiang said: "Yuan Qianxi's grandfather likes gold antiques. I think Mr. Lin is the strongest in the capital's antique circle, so I asked him to help me this time. I will pay a lot of money to express my gratitude."

Lin Ran never thought that Song Qiang would one day step forward to help him.

"How much is the heavy sum?" Yang Jianlong asked, "Do you know how much money my godfather makes in a day? Can you afford it?"

Song Qiang chuckled, "It's definitely not a small number."

"It doesn't matter, I, I will write down your request. If I see something suitable, I will contact you."

"Then there is Mr. Lao Lin." Completely opposite to his attitude towards Yang Jianlong, he was extremely respectful to Lin Ran.

After all, whether Lin Ran can establish a firm foothold in the capital in the future depends on whether Lin Ran can help him settle this matter.

After agreeing to Song Qiang, he left his contact information and left the hotel.

Yang Jianlong sneered: "This kind of person is a bitch, godfather, I think you'd better not cooperate with him. He is the kind of guy who will forget his benefactor once he has the ability."

"To be a dog, you have to have the ability to be a dog." Lin Ran smiled. Song Qiang's family had some strength in Sichuan Province, and cooperation was very convenient.

To deal with the Treasure Hunt, gather your strength as much as possible.

"It all depends on the godfather's arrangements." Yang Jianlong naturally would not express any objection to Lin Ran.

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