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Seeing that the door opened, but Mo Xiaoyu came out, but Ji Kexin did not, Geng Yuelan hurriedly dragged Mo Xiaoyu to the living room.
"Xiaoyu, you, what did you say?" Geng Yuelan looked at Mo Xiaoyu nervously, because the result of the conversation could be guessed from Mo Xiaoyu's expression, but she still didn't give up.
"Auntie, the twisted melon is not sweet, and I can't help it. I didn't buy anything when I came. This is for Auntie and Uncle. Thank you for your kindness, I will go first."
"Hey, this kid, he hasn't eaten noodles yet, why did he leave, hey, little fish, little fish" When Geng Yuelan wanted to chase him out, Ji Kexin's father, Ji Zhengchu, pulled her back.
"Hey, you old man, what are you stopping me for?" Geng Yuelan said angrily, shaking off Ji Zhengchu's arm.
"Do all the neighbors you want to make trouble know? I heard what you said in the kitchen. How can you talk like that and let others take the blame? You can think of such an idea. It's really hard for you." Ji Zhengchu said dumbfounded.
"Then what's the matter, if my daughter wasn't like this, would she marry him?" Geng Yuelan was still very strong, and Mo Xiaoyu would have praised Ji Kexin's wisdom when he heard these words, but luckily Mo Xiaoyu ran out.
Back at the hotel, as soon as I entered the door, I heard someone knocking on the door. From the cat's eyes, I saw that it was a waiter.
"What's wrong?" Mo Xiaoyu opened the door and asked.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Mo Xiaoyu?"
"Yes, it's me".
"Someone sent this package to the front desk and said that it will be handed over to you when you come back. Her name is Bailu." The waiter explained.
"okay, I get it". Mo Xiaoyu took the package, and then went back to the room, thinking, did Bailu really give it to him?
Also used the hotel phone to call Bailu to make sure. Mo Xiaoyu felt that she had become suspicious now, and she was much more cautious. She didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing.
"Have you received the package?" Bai Lu answered the phone and asked.
"How do you know it was me?"
"I've been to your room, so I naturally know your room number. The phone number includes the room number, don't you know?" Bailu said complacently.
"What's in the package? It's not a bomb, is it?"
"I advise you to take a good look, look carefully, maybe it will save your life in the future, that is the lesson my predecessors paid for with blood, and it is also some of the methods of action commonly used by the world's spy organizations, every day Replacement, according to regulations, only people in the organization can enter the website to inquire, you are not a person in the organization, so I had to print a copy for you, I hope it can help you.¡± Bailu said.
"Okay, thank you. It's okay. I hung up. I haven't eaten yet. I need to find something to eat later." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"It seems that you really didn't open it. There is food in the package. You can order some of the leftover snacks I ate." Bailu said.
"Really, thank you, oh, sorry, someone knocked on the door, I hung up."
"Well, be careful". Bailu hung up the phone with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.
Mo Xiaoyu hid the package in the cabinet, then walked to the door, saw Lang Jianbai standing outside, and quickly opened the door.
"Oh, you're here. I thought you hadn't come back yet. I just came back. Have you talked to her again? How about it?" Lang Jianbai was still very concerned about whether Ji Kexin would return those calligraphy and paintings to him. When it came to his next step, he had to prepare early.
"There is hope. She said she would think about it again. I told her the seriousness of the matter. I don't think it's a big problem." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Lang Jianbai walked into Mo Xiaoyu's room, found a chair and sat down, pointed to the bed, and signaled Mo Xiaoyu to sit down too.
"This incident made me restless all night. If I put it back one day earlier, my heart will be at ease earlier." Lang Jianbai's complexion was very ugly, probably because of drinking.
"I know, I will try my best to convince her, after all, she can't sell those things if she keeps them, and it's a hot potato in her hands." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Lang Jianbai nodded. He believed this, but he couldn't take it lightly. As far as he knew, Ji Kexin's uncle dealt with antique calligraphy and paintings. No one dared to guarantee that his family would unite to share the spoils.
"By the way, we will leave tomorrow to Hong Kong. I have asked the front desk to book a ticket." Lang Jianbai said.
"Going to Hong Kong? What's the matter?" Mo Xiaoyu felt that the incident was too sudden, so he couldn't help asking.
"That painting is going to be auctioned in Hong Kong, sir.? means that we will also go there, and we are sure that nothing will go wrong." Lang Jianbai said.
"Isn't that painting a foregone conclusion long ago? How could there be mistakes?" Mo Xiaoyu asked in puzzlement. That painting is the ancient painting of Wen Zhengming created by Mo Xiaoyu. This painting has been popular for a long time. Look at it It's finally time to make a move.
"A lot of people participated in the auction this time, not only the Chinese, but also the Japanese and Koreans. I'm not worried about these upstarts in mainland China who are stupid and rich. In comparison, I'm most worried about the Japanese devils. It has to be said that because of the war of aggression against China, a large number of manuscripts and books were looted, and we are lagging behind in the study of ancient culture.¡± Lang Jianbai said sadly.
"The Japanese also want to bid?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Yes, this is what I am worried about. The painting cannot be found in history, so it will inevitably cause controversy, which is more difficult." Lang Jianbai said.
"China's history and culture are vast, how could they record them one by one, I don't worry about this, I think it's okay." Mo Xiaoyu said confidently.
"No, you don't understand. This time, the Japanese consortium has brought in a person who has studied Chinese Ming history. This person's research on Ming history has surpassed our own, and he has a deep knowledge of culture. What he is best at is Judging the authenticity of the painting by the things displayed in the painting and the costumes of the characters, if it is caught by it and it is publicized, it is difficult to say whether the auction is a success." Lang Jianbai said.
Given Lang Jianbai's analysis, Mo Xiaoyu really felt that this matter was extremely sloppy.
Lang Jianbai stayed for a while before going back to sleep, while Mo Xiaoyu took out the package that Bailu gave him, opened it, and found that it was a stack of thick paper and a box of snacks. After taking a shower, I sat on the bed and read the materials while eating snacks.
What amazed Mo Xiaoyu the most was that there were four bold fonts printed on the top page that would burn after reading.
But looking through it, Mo Xiaoyu understood what it means to burn after reading. This thick stack of papers is actually teaching you how to become an agent as quickly as possible, life-saving, disguised, and murderous. , Dealing with the scene, how to use guns, how to use things other than guns to kill people, etc., one question and one answer, each question has several or even a dozen alternatives to choose from. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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