I have ten trillion licking dog gold

no doubt.

That chair is the dragon throne, which has inspired countless people to risk their lives for thousands of years...

As for whether it's "one piece from the Palace Museum, one piece from me" or a one-to-one replica, Mr. Jiang hasn't reached that level yet, so it's hard to tell. Besides, it's quite far from being a replica.

of course.

He couldn't tell if the dragon throne was real or fake, but he could clearly see the woman on it.

The dragon throne can be imitated, but the spirit and demeanor of a person are very difficult to replicate.

and so.

He dared not go any further.

We were too hasty and careless.

That Martial Saint is incredibly loyal and righteous; he even called him specifically to remind him to take it easy...

wrong.

You can't blame someone for being careless; it wasn't him who wanted to come back, it was Fang Qing who "sent" him back.

Could it be.

Are there gods watching from above?

He caused someone's family to be destroyed and they became a living widow, and now retribution is coming on him immediately.

"How did you know I would be back today?"

In reality, Mr. Jiang, who was on high alert, pretended to be relaxed and made small talk. Perhaps it was the influence of the national treasures on display that made the atmosphere a little oppressive, and he needed to liven things up.

"Why bother Brother Liao to make the trip? He could have just given me a call."

Look.

How insidious!

They went to great lengths to choose Liao Xiangdong. Were they worried about alerting the enemy if they had chosen someone else?

Would he run away?
The woman on the dragon throne remained silent and motionless, like a sculpture fused with the throne itself.

They've already been lured into a trap. It's too late to run now, and the door is definitely locked. Instead of making any futile moves, Boss Jiang took out his phone from his pocket.

"Don't move yet, I'm taking a picture."

What is the scarcest thing in the 21st century?
Talent!
To be honest, this scene is indeed worth keeping as a memento; it's much more captivating than any artistic photograph.

"Shh."

Something flew over and, incredibly, hit Jiang Chen's phone, which he had just taken out and hadn't even fully raised yet. In other words, it hit a moving target!

"Crack!"

The back screen of the phone is cracked.

Fortunately, Mr. Jiang is not short of money. If it were a low-quality phone, the cost would probably be much more than just a phone.

"Dang Cang."

The "hidden weapon" landed and smashed onto the crystal-clear, cold tiles.

It turned out to be a metal hairpin.

Jiang Chen's eyes twitched, whether from anger or lingering fear, it was hard to tell.

If the aim wasn't so off, and it accidentally went a little off, wouldn't it be his warm chest or his handsome face that would suffer?
Mr. Jiang's confidence grew day by day, but he wasn't so arrogant as to think he could use his own shamelessness and sharp weapons to fight head-on.

"Too much!"

He raised his head.

"I only spanked you a little. Go ahead and call the police."

Mr. Jiang is too shrewd.

Yes.

Indecent assault is not a respectable crime, but it's certainly a less serious offense than serious injury or disability.

It's fine if we just keep it to ourselves.

Why make it clear?
Aren't you worried that people might have more than one hairpin?
"You were running pretty fast, weren't you? Run it again and show me."

A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

It seems women are the same.

How long has it been?

It's been at least a month or two.

"Then open the door."

Mr. Jiang was also decisive. It wasn't that he didn't want to turn himself in, but his cell phone had been broken and he couldn't call the police.

"Don't you think you're funny?"

Jiang Chen was not to be outdone. Even a clay idol has some temper, let alone a seven-foot-tall man.

"Do you really think you're an empress? If anything happens to me, you'll go to jail. That kid, Wu Sheng, will be ruined. He can forget about taking the civil service exam, and he'll have no chance of working for a good state-owned enterprise or anything like that."

Isn't that funny?

However, the erudite Mr. Jiang seems to have overlooked a crucial, and common-sense, issue.

"I'm just a distant relative of his. Did you waste your university education?"

Jiang Chen was stunned, and then felt extremely embarrassed.

Yes!

This is incredibly embarrassing!
Although siblings born of the same mother may seem very close, they are actually only collateral relatives from a legal perspective.

Political background checks are generally not conducted.

"I apologize to you."

Despite racking his brains and racing against time, Boss Jiang, having exhausted all his options, decisively changed his strategy.

He knew, of course, that if an apology was meaningful, there would be no need for the police, so he added, "I'll give you one hit. Two hits are fine too."

There was no howling wind or rain.

The climate remains mild.

"come over."

Jiang Chen hesitated, but finally bravely took the first step, since he had no other choice anyway.

But he is very smart.

I didn't foolishly walk up to them.

Stopped ten meters away.

this distance.

Then you can see it much more clearly.

Whether it was the props or not, Lan Peizhi, sitting on the dragon throne, was simply unparalleled in his elegance and charm.

I wonder what it would look like if I sat on a lotus platform?
wrong.

A lotus platform would be more suitable for a Taoist nun.

ah~
Miscalculated.

Should have known.

The notice stated that Master Duanmu was coming to pick them up from the airport.

With her around, I at least have the leverage to mediate.

"Take off your pants."

Just as Boss Jiang was reflecting on his mistakes and feeling remorse, the other party's instructions struck him like a blow to the head, leaving him dizzy.

"what?"

He stared blankly at the woman ten meters away, who seemed to be viewed through a filter.

Queen special effects.

She should be the first developer.

Of course.

I'm sure not many people would dare to follow suit.

"Take off your pants."

Lan Peizhi's repeated strokes, her frosty face and scarlet lips, were so dazzling against the backdrop of the glittering dragon throne that they hurt the eyes.

"When I spanked you, I didn't take your pants off."

Reacting too quickly is sometimes not a good thing. Jiang Chen didn't do it on purpose; it was just a conditioned reflex rebuttal without any thought.

As soon as he blurted it out, he immediately regretted it, but what's done is done, and no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't turn back time.

"unfair."

Now that things have come to this, what else can be done?
The only thing to do is to calm yourself down and grit your teeth and deal with it.

"Then I'll take my pants off and give you another spanking?"

Jiang Chen subconsciously glanced at the other person's legs, at the plain white training pants wrinkled by the dragon throne. Even though his strong sense of humor was urging him to go along with it, reason still prevailed at this moment.

Humor requires emotional intelligence.

If you don't consider the context, you're not joking with people, you're joking with the King of Hell.

A true man is born between heaven and earth; how can he remain depressed for long...?

I've mispoken.

A true man, born between heaven and earth, should be able to bend and stretch!

"I'm not that kind of person."

Jiang Chen didn't shake his head, but his righteous expression was more infectious than his body language.

"Tell me, what do I need to do for us to make up?"

reconcile?

They're actually quite cute.

Do you think it's like children arguing?

Lan Peizhi remained silent, watching him intently, which only intensified the sense of oppression.

"Don't you feel like something's missing here?"

Just as Jiang Chen was feeling uneasy, the woman with the "Empress" special effect finally spoke.

"what?"

Jiang Chen looked around, not pretending to be stupid, but genuinely confused and bewildered.

"Don't you need another eunuch?"

Jiang Chen's expression suddenly froze, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.

— Spanking doesn't really require taking off your pants.

But eunuchs were different.

note.

The word "eunuch" here is a verb.

Even though he didn't think the other party would be so heartless, Jiang Chen still staggered back a step due to his instincts.

Lan Peizhi sat upright on the dragon throne, as still as a virgin, seemingly resembling an empress. She watched the servants' comical antics with amusement.

Don't say it.

This is the situation.

They are exactly in need of a eunuch to serve them.

No hairpin flew out, probably because the pants weren't off yet, and they were worried about missing the mark. Being a eunuch required extremely high skill; even the slightest deviation was unacceptable.

"Can't we discuss it?"

Jiang Chen steadied his steps and calmed his mind.

"What to discuss?"

"Make some conditions."

He knew that reasoning with this person and appealing to their emotions would be useless; the only way was to offer them bribes.

Lan Pei remained silent.

I didn't refuse.

That means there's room for negotiation.

Jiang Chen took a light breath and then said:

"Dog head."

"Here's your dog head, let's call it even, how about it?"

To increase the chances of successfully enticing someone with bribes, the key is to cater to their preferences.

Is Lampe short of money?

No shortage.

Her interests are fully demonstrated in this groundbreaking private museum.

That dog's head was just temporarily stored here.

as predicted.

Lan Peizhi seemed interested.

"Can you make that decision?"

Gaining a priceless treasure is undoubtedly a better deal than adding another eunuch to the land.

After all, what good is a eunuch besides venting anger?
An ordinary woman might act recklessly when she's emotional, but the Blood Guanyin would never act impulsively.

"of course."

Jiang Chen gave a crisp and decisive reply.

"This dog's head should be kept in the He family's vault."

As expected of an antique enthusiast, she knew perfectly well the whereabouts of the dog's head among the twelve zodiac animal heads, even though the rest of the country thought it was lost.

"It was before. But it's mine now."

Jiang Chen spoke with confidence and conviction.

Why is it insufficient?

The reason this national treasure ended up in his hands was perfectly legitimate and reasonable. It was a gift from the fourth young lady of the He family, the current powerful figure in the family, and the ownership was very clear.

just.

There's one thing that seems to have been overlooked.

He Yihui gave him the dog's head, but she probably never imagined he would use it to curry favor. I wonder if the fourth young lady, chosen by fate to step into the limelight, would want to take the gift back if she knew about this.

It is undeniable.

It's certainly not very ethical to take a gift that someone gave you and then give it to someone else, but in urgent situations, it's best to act expediently.

Jiang Chen believed that even if He Yihui found out later, she would understand.

"Who gave it to you? He Yihui?"

The Blood Guanyin is indeed the Blood Guanyin, with uncanny foresight. However, she accompanied and witnessed Boss Jiang's establishment of his presence in Macau throughout the entire process. She knows the relationship between Jiang Chen and the He family, as well as the members of the He family, inside and out.

"Whether the deal goes through or not."

Jiang Chen didn't answer, to avoid any complications. Did it matter who sent it?

"What if I don't agree?"

Lan Peizhi remained calm and composed. "The item is already here. Do you think it can still be taken out?"

Jiang Chen's eye twitched.

Robbers?
To be honest, he really had no choice but to accept the situation when the other party was taking over. At this point, he couldn't resort to moral condemnation or insults; it was a test of his emotional intelligence.

“You’re not that kind of person. Everyone in the world knows that Lampe loves treasures, but he acquires them ethically.”

The Blood Guanyin on the dragon throne finally showed an expression, with a slight upturn at the corner of her lips.

"Are you really willing to give it up?"

She was probably referring only to the national treasure, the dog head itself, and not to any other people or things.

"I'm reluctant to part with it. But a treasure like this should be handed over to someone who truly understands it so that it can receive the best care."

As the saying goes, don’t hit someone with a smiling face.

Moreover, Mr. Jiang is so sensible.

The atmosphere became quiet.

a long time.

The voice sounded.

"make a deal."

"call--"

Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders, showing absolutely no sign of heartache.

No matter how much we cherish the twelve bronze animal heads, they are nothing more than lumps of bronze, inanimate objects, and have no value whatsoever compared to living people.

It witnessed the tragic demise of the feudal empire; surely it shouldn't witness the birth of eunuchs in the new century.

Furthermore.

Change your perspective.

Is it a bad deal to trade an animal head for a pat on the butt of the Blood Guanyin?

Even someone who doesn't know accounting can figure out the accounts at a glance.

It would be even better if we could take our pants off to film.

Do you know where the rest of the snake, sheep, and chicken are?

"Having escaped a calamity—no, I mean, suffered a financial loss and disaster," Boss Jiang suddenly asked.

"you know?"

Jiang Chen shook his head. "If you know, you can tell me. I'll see if there's any way to get it back."

A dog's head can sometimes really save your life.

Out of consideration for the twelve animal heads, Lan Peizhi, leaning on the dragon throne, became even more aura-filled.

"You don't like collecting, and you have no interest in it, so why bother with all this effort? To exchange banners?"

Look.

woman.

In essence, they are the same.

Who doesn't crave vanity?

It's just that our preferences might be different.

Some people like handbags, some like luxury goods, some like houses, some like cars, and some prefer things that are more expensive.

This is not.

With another collectible in hand, his attitude immediately changed, and he even started joking around.

"Change the banner? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Jiang Chen chuckled, "Look at the things here. I bet a lot of them came from the palace. If you hand them over, they'll just end up in someone else's collection. I'm not going to be a fool."

Lan Peizhi neither confirmed nor denied the matter, offering no comment.

"If you really know the whereabouts of the other beast heads, tell me, and I'll exchange them with you after I get them back."

"What to exchange?"

Don't mention Blood Guanyin.

If it's so incoherent, even the Jade Emperor wouldn't be able to understand it.

Jiang Chen coughed lightly and held up one finger.

"Still the same rule. One slap for each person."

What is a warrior?

A true warrior never talks about courage.

Still unwilling to admit defeat.

If your spine is too stiff and you can't bend it, you'll try to make up for it in another place if you suffer a loss in one.

Lan Pei's face was as still as a mirror, and she fell silent. She probably didn't expect that the other party, who had just escaped a disaster, would turn around and start teasing her again.

Should we make a move now?
Breaking one's word.

It is not morally right.

"Okay."

As expected of a heroine admired by the world, Lan Peizhi is truly principled. Instead of breaking that audacious finger, she gave a stunningly beautiful smile.

"make a deal."

As expected of someone destined for great things, Boss Jiang remained calm and composed even at this critical moment, displaying a righteous and stern demeanor.

"This time, we'll have to take our pants off to beat him."

Lan Pei's smile faltered slightly before returning to normal.

"As long as we get the animal heads back."

"You decide." (End of Chapter)