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Ding Dong!

As soon as Jiang Hao stabilized the car, Fan Pin received a text message on his mobile phone. It was from Onikawa when he opened it. The content was very simple: Wanshun Tile Factory has been disbanded, and there is nothing unusual!

"Understood. [Insects don't know]" Jiang Hao quickly edited the text message and pressed the send button.

Jiang Hao used mudslides and landslides to bury Brother Snake and Baoya in the mountains of Huaining. However, when he went to look for Brother Snake, many people in Wanshun Tile Factory had seen him. If it was necessary trouble, he sent Onikawa to investigate, but now it seems unnecessary, since Brother Snake is dead, his gang of younger brothers will naturally disperse.

"Why hasn't the headquarters of Ri island country responded yet?"

Jiang Hao looked at Fan Pin's mobile phone in his hand, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He killed all the detection teams in Nanshan that day, and took two boxes of treasures and two incomplete sheepskin scrolls. He shot the video and sent it to After arriving at the headquarters of the island country of Japan, the headquarters of the island country of Japan said that they would send people to take revenge because of the plague infection that killed a large number of scientists, but a few days later, the island country of Japan was surprisingly calm, which made Jiang Hao feel very strange.

Did my fooling work?

The corner of Jiang Hao's mouth twitched into a smile. Under the banner of the Chinese military, he wiped out all the detection teams of the Japanese island country. The cautious Japanese island country headquarters should not be bored in a short time.

"The Japanese islanders lurking in China are all scourges, and they must be eliminated."

A cold light flashed in Jiang Hao's eyes. Chen Erbing's group of traitors who swindled the Chinese people, committed crimes, and helped the Japanese island country have all been killed by him in various secret ways.

Jiang Hao believes that his identity as an agent of the Japanese island country has not aroused the slightest suspicion from the headquarters of the Japanese island country so far, and this identity can still be used continuously.

Jiang Hao also used prosthetics last night to try to repair the two incomplete sheepskin scrolls, but the number of sheepskin scrolls in his hands is too small, and prosthetics also has certain limitations: too many incomplete items , Restoration is also powerless.

It seems that it is necessary to find a few more sheepskin scrolls, so that the restoration can be truly completed with the restoration technique!

Jiang Hao felt that the Japanese people had worked so hard to come to China to look for the sheepskin scrolls. There must be some unknown secrets hidden in the sheepskin scrolls. As for what secrets are hidden, it needs to be discovered slowly.

Jiang Hao is interested in knowing what secrets are hidden in the parchment, but he doesn't have to know, as long as the Japanese island country doesn't control the parchment.

"There are so many people!"

Jiang Hao parked his car in the parking lot of the auction house. When he walked out of the parking lot, he saw a three-story ingot-shaped auction building. Many people who came to participate in the auction lined up like a long queue. A small door was opened for many auction participants to enter.

Compared with the crowded scene of the small gate, next to it is a path paved with a red carpet. At the top of the red carpet is a gorgeous golden gate. In the middle of the golden gate, which is gorgeously carved with delicate patterns, it reads There are three English letters vip, only a few people can enter the auction house through the golden gate, and according to Jiang Hao's observation, before entering the gate, everyone showed the vip card in their hands to the guard at the gate.

"Looks like we have to line up."

Jiang Hao also participated in the auction for the first time. Qin Lehui didn't give him a VIP pass, so he had to stand at the end of the line and line up.

Jiang Hao was standing at the end of the line just now, a fat man in front of him seemed to sense his arrival, turned his head to look at Jiang Hao, and sighed that there were people who came later than him, but when the fat man saw clearly the appearance of the person behind him, the fat man He froze, and shouted excitedly with his fat face trembling, "You are not that...you are...Jiang Hao."

"Ah."

Jiang Hao nodded with a smile. He didn't expect that he was so famous that people would recognize him in every line. Could it be that this is the so-called becoming famous if you are not careful.

"Is it really Jiang Hao? Why are you even queuing here? Why is this auction house so incompetent? What if you get burned?" The fat man shouted loudly.

"With your status, you should go through the VIP channel." Fatty's high voice attracted the attention of other queuers. When people who knew Jiang Hao saw that Jiang Hao was really in the queue, they all wiped suspiciously. Eyes, I wondered if I was blind, why even Jiang Hao started to line up, this is too incredible.

"It is said that the auction house invited you to a special connoisseur. Everyone thought it was you, but you were not invited. Then what's the point of participating in this auction?" A middle-aged man with a gold necklace around his neck People, said with an angry and dissatisfied face.

"Jiang Hao, give me an autograph."

A sweet-looking little girl shyly pursed her pink lips, shyly pulled her T-shirt, pointed to the bulging chest, and whispered, "Jiang Hao, give me an autograph."

"it is good."

Jiang Hao looked at the unbearable enthusiasm of the crowd, picked up the pen in embarrassment, and signed his name on the little girl's T-shirt. Jiang Hao did not expect that his popularity was so wide.

"The auction house has rules of the auction house. When you come here, you have to follow other people's rules. Everyone continue to line up."

Jiang Hao smiled gratefully at those who stood up for him.

Qin Lehui poked his head out anxiously from the VIP passage, and when he saw Jiang Hao being surrounded by a group of people participating in the auction, he hurried over and said with embarrassment: "Brother Hao, I'm really sorry, it's all because I'm at a disadvantage. , I forgot to give you the VIP channel card."

"It's okay, you send someone to the trunk of my car and carry the box inside."

Jiang Hao shook his head indifferently, greeted everyone in line and Qin Lehui, and walked into the auction house on the red carpet.

"Brother Hao, this is your private room."

Qin Lehui led Jiang Hao to an antique private room on the third floor. There was a sofa and a table in the private room. On the table was a fruit plate filled with various fruits. All the scenes on the auction floor below are perfectly presented on the large screen.

And the front of the private room was opened up, covering it with a silky curtain. Sitting on the sofa, through the curtain, you can also see the auctioned items on the auction platform below.

"good."

Jiang Hao nodded in satisfaction. The treatment of VIP customers is really different. At worst, there is no need to squeeze together with many auctioneers below. The mixed body odor of the people below is enough to kill up.

"This private room is mainly for the confidentiality of the guests. You also know that in the auction house, once a precious antique appears and everyone is arguing, the price is not fixed.

Once the guests in the private room take pictures of the antiques, they can fully protect the identity of the auctioneer, so that after the auction is completed and left the auction house, they will not be coveted by someone who has a heart, or even robbed halfway. "

Qin Lehui introduced Jiang Hao, and the incident of robbing auction items on the way did not happen just once.

"That's not bad."

Jiang Hao nodded in agreement. This time the auction house's publicity work was in place. Participants flocked to the auction from all over the country. It can be described as a mixed bag. There may be people with ulterior motives. This reflects the human nature of the service. change.

"Then I'm going to greet the guests. Brother Hao, if you have any questions, you can call someone directly."

Qin Lehui pointed to the button on the wall, and then backed out directly.

Bang bang bang!

Just when Jiang Hao wanted to use his perspective technique to see who was in the other private rooms, someone knocked on the door of the private room.

"Song Yuan?"

Jiang Hao opened the door and looked at the person in front of him. It was Song Yuan, the current head of the Song family. Behind Song Yuan were Song Zhaohai and Song Zhaoting who were smiling.

"Why not welcome?"

Song Yuan squeezed out a stiff smile, pretending to be relaxed.

"Please come in."

Jiang Hao sat on the sofa indifferently, wondering why the Song family came to him?Could it be to let myself let the Song family go, but is this possible?

"Boss Song Hualiang is fine."

Jiang Hao asked pretending to be concerned.

"fine."

Song Yuan's complexion changed slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his heart ached like a prick. The eldest brother Song Hualiang was hit too hard when the Song family's antiques were broken, and he completely became a vegetable. The doctor said that there was no hope of recovery.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

Jiang Hao crossed his legs and looked directly at Song Yuan with a smile.

"Jiang Hao, our Song family originally had a little misunderstanding with you, but I believe that your lord has a lot of knowledge and doesn't have the same knowledge as us. I'm here today to ask you to do me a favor."

Song Zhaoting took a deep breath, organized his words, and spoke hesitantly.

"If there is anything you can do to help, I will definitely help."

Jiang Hao replied solemnly.

Song Zhaohai saw that Song Yuan nodded, and said cautiously: "There is something wrong with the antiques we sent to the auction this time, but we have already tried to make up for it. The auction will invite you to be the connoisseur this time. When auctioning the Song family's antiques, relax a bit."

"Relax a little? Could it be that the Song family is not sure about the authenticity of their antiques? Why do I need to relax a little bit?" Jiang Hao looked at the three Song family members in feigned surprise, and said loudly: "Could it be that the Song family Is it a fake antique that was sent to the auction once?"

"How could it be fake?" Song Yuan bit the bullet and denied it, complaining endlessly in his heart. If he had known it earlier, he would not have come to Jiang Hao on his own initiative. Isn't this asking for trouble and humiliation for doing nothing.

"Since it's not a fake, what do you Song family have to worry about? Don't worry, I, Jiang Hao, am a business-like person, and I will never retaliate privately."

Jiang Hao patted his chest and solemnly promised, but he was extremely contemptuous in his heart. Pretending, I see how your Song family pretends next. After the auction is over, it will be time for your Song family to pay off the debt. The compensation of [-] million, look. What did your Song family use to fill this big hole.

"This one……"

Song Yuan opened his mouth and closed it again, glanced at Song Zhaohai and Song Zhaoting, took out a bank card from his pocket, and handed it directly to Jiang Hao: "This is something from the Song family, please Laughing."

"This is inappropriate." Jiang Hao postponed pretending to be surprised, and the corner of his mouth twitched contemptuously. The other auctioneers in the auction house must have been captured by the Song family, but today the Song family is destined to be destroyed. No one can change it, because this is the only ending I, Jiang Hao, ordered for your Song family, and it can only be this ending.

"Please be sure to accept it with a smile. It's a gift from our Song family for your hard work."

Song Yuan handed the card directly to Jiang Hao, looked at Song Zhaohai and Song Zhaoting, turned and left the private room.

"How embarrassing that is."

Jiang Hao scratched his head in embarrassment, and shouted loudly towards the door of the private room, then a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he put the bank card in his pocket with peace of mind, he would be a fool if he didn't take the money he got, the Song family The person in charge just said the hard work paid, but didn't say which aspect of the hard work, whether it was the hard work of defeating the Song family, or the hard work of rectifying the Song family... Jiang Hao can only act according to his own understanding, who Let the Song family not make it clear!It seems that I can't blame me!