Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

Zhang Baiwei realized something and gave Cui Xinyue a cold look:

"It's raining. There's no opening ceremony tonight, and you're not part of the crew."

Cui Xinyue's eyes widened in terror:

"director......"

Zhang Baiwei shuddered in fright:

"Don't call me director, you'll get me into trouble!"

After saying that, Zhang Baiwei avoided Cui Xinyue by taking two steps away as if she were a plague god, and then quickly fled the place.

Everyone present was stunned.

Who exactly is that gentleman?

Director Zhang Baiwei actually fired Cui Xinyue because of this?

Are the real powerful and wealthy in this world like that gentleman?

Everyone began to whisper among themselves.

The topics of discussion were either guessing Jiang Chaosheng's identity or gossiping about Cui Xinyue.

Squad leader Li Mingyue was the calmest one.

During her second interview, she demonstrated exceptional insight and was promoted to the Criminal Investigation Department.

Li Mingyue had been observing Jiang Chaosheng and Zhang Baiwei.

Jiang Chaosheng is an unfathomable person; his eyes are filled with despair, but he also possesses an indescribable wildness.

A mysterious man with a story to tell.

What about Zhang Baiwei? The moment he saw Jiang Chaosheng, his eyes were filled with awe and fear.

That man must be some very powerful figure with connections to the heavens.

The problem is that the man is too young.

He is definitely not a second-generation rich kid or a third-generation family member.

That man himself was a symbol of nobility.

Li Mingyue secretly memorized Jiang Chaosheng's appearance...

. . . . . .

downstairs.

Jin Meiting's mouth dropped open when she saw the vintage car.

I've only ever seen retro Maybachs in short videos.

These vintage cars are usually treasured antiques by wealthy people.

This is the first time I've seen someone drive it onto the road.

But when you think about the identity of the person in front of you, everything seems so normal.

Jin Meiting went to open the passenger door, but heard Jiang Chaosheng in the driver's seat glance at the passenger side and say:

"Sit in the back."

Jin Meiting was taken aback.

Does the boss not like me sitting in the passenger seat?

Although many men like beautiful women sitting in the passenger seat...

But the boss in front of her was clearly not an ordinary man, and she wasn't a beauty enough to charm him.

"it is good."

After Jin Meiting finished speaking, she went to open the back door.

Jiang Chaosheng then turned his gaze to Jin Meiting:

"I didn't talk to you."

Jin Meiting blinked.

Didn't you talk to me?

So who should I talk to?

Jin Meiting belatedly looked towards the back seat.

I always felt like there was someone sitting there.

Jin Meiting opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

The car started moving.

high speed.

Strangely, all the way there was a green light.

The car had been driven for so long without the brakes being applied.

The traffic lights seem to be opening a back door for this car.

It's also possible that... the traffic lights didn't dare to stop this car.

After driving for a long time, Jin Meiting mustered up her courage and asked:

"Boss, has Zhang Baiwei also done business with you?"

Jiang Chaosheng glanced at Jin Meiting, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"very good."

Jin Meiting was stunned for a moment:

"What?"

Jiang Chaosheng said:

"It's good that you're not afraid of me, otherwise you'll have a lot of trouble with work in the future."

Jin Meiting lowered her head, looking at her fair thighs.

It's not that I'm not afraid, it's just that I'm too insensitive.

The fact that it took so long for someone as oblivious as myself to dare to talk to Jiang Chaosheng already shows how terrifying this boss is.

Jiang Chaosheng continued:

"Twenty years ago, Zhang Baiwei traded an item from Zero Antique Shop."

Jin Meiting blinked her eyes:

"Was he suddenly famous twenty years ago because he traded something with you?"

Jiang Chaosheng nodded:

I guess so.

Jin Meiting became interested:

"What is that?"

Jiang Chaosheng smiled and said slowly:

"He traded his fertility for a few tattered books."

According to transaction records, Zhang Baiwei walked into the Zero Antique Shop twenty years ago.

Zhang Baiwei wanted a good story to make a movie, but he was also afraid of death and unwilling to trade his soul power.

The former shop owner had no choice but to give Zhang Baiwei several novels he had written over the years.

Zhang Baiwei traded his fertility for his wife's pregnancy at the time.

Actually, this is quite good.

Perhaps many people in this world who want children, whether men or women, are willing to trade their lifespan for the ability to have children?

The power of the soul can be traded for more than just forbidden items.

Fertility, health, kindness, and even malice can be traded at Antique Shop Zero.

It's just that you can't trade them with ordinary antiques.

Of course, malice is worthless, and the manager wouldn't trade such a useless thing.

Jin Meiting's face showed utter astonishment.

She never expected that Zhang Baiwei would become famous through trading!

Just how many social celebrities have ever visited Zero Antique Shop!

Jiang Chaosheng glanced at her, as if he could see through her thoughts:

"There are very few people like him, because there are very few people who can find the Zero Antique Shop."

They are all people who are in a low point in their lives but possess great fortune.

After processing this information, Jin Meiting asked:

What are we going to do tonight?

Jiang Chaosheng gazed intently:

"Reclaim forbidden items."

.....

At 10 p.m., in Qiulin Mountain, South China Sea.

Ferraris, Lamborghinis, McLarens, and Porsche 911s sped along the winding mountain road.

The roar of cars and the screams of their female companions fueled the excitement of these wealthy young men racing their cars.

They floored the gas pedal, letting out strange screams.

Inside the fastest Bugatti Veyron, which was running at the front, sat a young man with red hair.

The voice of a companion came through the intercom system inside the vehicle.

"Boss Zhao, you're in great shape today!"

"Wow, that's good enough for a competition!"

"You wouldn't believe it, our Boss Zhao is in a good mood today."

"What's wrong?"

The red-haired youth said smugly:

"Because my sister is dying."

The intercom system went completely silent.

The red-haired youth scoffed:

"Isn't it a happy thing that my own sister died?"

Billions of assets are all mine!

My parents are completely out of their minds; they actually handed the company over to a woman to manage!

"So what if she studied a few more years than me?"

The voice of a companion came through the intercom system.

"Um... Boss Xia, congratulations on the death of your sister."

What I'm trying to say is that an unfamiliar car is about to catch up with us.

Their silence had nothing to do with the life or death of the red-haired youth's sister.

These street racers are pretty skilled, and their cars are expensive sports cars.

But catching up with their car...that's outrageous!

The red-haired youths are full of energy:

"Really? There are such experts in the South China Sea? What kind of car are they driving?"

The voice of a companion in the intercom system:

"It looks like a Maybach, but... um... Boss Zhao, you can see for yourself."

The red-haired youth paused for a moment.

What do you mean?

I don't understand.

What kind of awesome sports car is it?

Even better than mine?

The voice of a companion in the intercom system:

"They've already overtaken us and are chasing after you."

The red-haired youth quickly glanced at the rearview mirror and was completely dumbfounded.

If I'm not mistaken, it's a Maybach W3, right?

Unless you're a true car enthusiast, few people would recognize or even have heard of this car.

Because this thing has a rather classic name – vintage classic car.

How did this car, which was clearly discontinued before World War II, end up here?

It's rusty and the paint has faded.

Is it a ghost?

It's really creepy to see something like this in the middle of the night.

The red-haired youth understood after a moment's thought.

It must be some rich person who modified a vintage car's exterior into a high-performance vehicle.

I have to admit you're very rich; you managed to acquire such an antique and transform it into this.

But... this kind of car wants to challenge real sports cars? Are you kidding me?!

The red-haired youth held his breath, focused on driving, and subtly accelerated:

"Challenge me? Maybe in your next life!"

The vintage car eventually caught up with the red-haired youth.

The red-haired youth looked at the vintage car with a hint of resentment.

He wanted to see just who was catching up with him!

Upon seeing this, the red-haired youth's eyes widened instantly, and he lost control, causing the car to overturn.

He was incredibly lucky; he didn't die, but crawled out of the overturned car with a bloody head.

The red-haired youth stared at the car's flickering taillights, his eyes filled with fear, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

What did he just see?

In the driver's seat of the car, a man was driving, and in the passenger seat, a beautiful woman was talking to him.

The back row is terrifying!

There were foreigners dressed in Renaissance-era clothing, seemingly a family of three, sitting neatly together.

Importantly, those guys were all translucent, covered in blood, pale-faced, and gave him eerie smiles.

The red-haired youth kept repeating:

"It's a ghost, it's a ghost..."

......

Jiang Chaosheng glanced at the back of the car:

"Your job going forward will include not only helping me recycle forbidden items, but also keeping an eye out for potential buyers."

Jin Meiting turned around and looked at the red-haired youth standing by the roadside with a terrified expression:

"The potential buyer, him?"

Jin Meiting already knew about the recycling of forbidden items; Boss Jiang had explained it to her along the way.

But how do you find potential buyers?

Jiang Chaosheng chuckled softly:

"No, it's her older sister."

"I really like having a respectable social status even when I'm in dire straits."