The Mysterious Card Maker: Starting with Zhang Jiao's Deification

After the auction ended, the people in the underground auction room came out, and the security guards in the hall opened the doors, allowing the crowd to leave one after another.

Before leaving, Qin Muyao glanced at Lin Fan with a serious expression: "After you finish contacting me, you promised 1.2 million to help me repair Zhang Fei."

After saying this, she turned and left with Qin Chuan without waiting for Lin Fan's response.

After watching them leave, Lin Fan returned to the villa with Da Niu. However, when they returned, the clock in the villa's hall already pointed to eleven o'clock.

Just as Lin Fan was about to go upstairs, someone knocked on the villa's door.

"Who is it?!" Da Niu's butt had barely landed on the sofa, and before he could even settle in, he immediately stood up, saying impatiently, "Who could it be at this hour?!"

Although he said that, he still walked towards the door.

As soon as the door opened, Da Niu saw Wang Bo's smiling face approaching.

"Xiao Hei's manager!" Wang Bo said immediately upon seeing Da Niu.

Behind him were two servants, each pushing a small cart with several boxes on it.

Da Niu immediately recognized the mark on the box that belonged to New World Auction House.

"It's you, Chairman Wang. The auction just ended. Why aren't you going home to rest? What brings you here?"

Wang Bo spoke directly, "Mr. Xiao Hei hasn't rested yet, has he? I have something to discuss with him."

Before Da Niu could answer, Lin Fan's deep voice, which belonged to Xiao Hei, came out, "Da Niu, who's outside! Coming in the middle of the night, don't they let people get any rest?"

Lin Fan had actually caught a glimpse of Wang Bo when Da Niu opened the door, but he pretended not to know anything about it.

He knew Wang Bo was coming to find him, but he didn't expect Wang Bo to come to him as soon as the auction ended.

"It's Chairman Wang Bo from the foundation headquarters. He says he needs to talk to you!" Da Niu turned and shouted inside.

"Oh, it's Chairman Wang. Please ask him to wait for me a moment while I change my clothes and come downstairs."

"Change clothes?" Da Niu scratched his head. Although he was a little confused, he still chose to listen to Lin Fan and stood like a wall blocking the doorway.

Not long after, Lin Fan's voice came again: "Da Niu, what are you doing blocking the door? Let them in!"

"Mr. Xiao Hei!" Wang Bo was ushered into the villa by Da Niu. The first thing he said to Lin Fan was, "What do you think about joining us, which I mentioned before?"

"President Wang, is this all you came to tell me so late at night? Can't we talk about it tomorrow?" Lin Fan said.

"I didn't mean to bother you so late, but I have an urgent matter to attend to back home, so I thought I'd ask Mr. Xiao Hei's opinion before I go back."

He gestured to the servants behind him to open the box.

One by one, the items were opened and placed on the table. These were the same old items that Lin Fan had bid on at the auction.

"I noticed that Mr. Xiao Hei was very interested in these things at the auction." Wang Bo stared at Lin Fan, trying to catch any changes in the other man's emotions.

Lin Fan was only slightly taken aback, and even showed a hint of shock in his eyes, but he did not show the joy that Wang Bo had imagined.

"So it was Chairman Wang who bought it? I thought that person had also taken a liking to it. I just thought these old items were interesting and was thinking of collecting them; maybe they'd appreciate in value someday?"

Lin Fan spoke without any emotion, as if he were talking about something ordinary.

"I was puzzled at the time because people kept raising the price of this item. I thought someone was provoking me and I wanted to make them suffer a loss."

Lin Fan paused, then looked at Wang Bo somewhat embarrassed:

"I never expected it to be Chairman Wang. If I had known, I wouldn't have raised the price. Now Chairman Wang has wasted his money for nothing!"

Wang Bo's smile froze almost imperceptibly for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.

"That person isn't one of mine. If I had known you wanted those things, I wouldn't have taken them from you. I just saw that Mr. Xiao Hei liked them, so I bought them from that person in the Starlight Hall."

Wang Bo pondered for a moment and replied immediately.

"I see." Lin Fan nodded, his gaze calmly sweeping over the boxes on the table. "That must have cost a lot of money."

"It's not much money, just a few million, as long as Mr. Hei accepts it..."

Before Wang Bo could finish speaking, Lin Fan interrupted, "I won't accept these things. After all, I haven't done anything. Isn't that what they say, 'No reward without merit'?"

"If Mr. Xiao Hei is willing to join, all of these things are yours."

Lin Fan shook his head. "These... things, Chairman Wang should take them back."

Wang Bo looked slightly puzzled. "Mr. Lin, don't you need these things?"

"It's not that you don't need them, but even if these things appreciate in value later, they won't reach the price you paid, which defeats the purpose of collecting them!"

Lin Fan tried his best to avoid looking at the most conspicuous "Taiping Essentials", treating it as some trashy calligraphy and paintings, although they were indeed trash to Lin Fan.

Just as Wang Bo was having doubts, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Hey, isn't this Vice President Wang? What brings you here?"

Zhao Zhong led Su Wanqing into the hall.

This scene, when seen by Lin Fan, gave him a strange sense of familiarity. It was the same group of people, still surrounding him, "Little Black."

"Chairman Zhao, is there something you need to see Mr. Xiao Hei so late?" Wang Bo's smile froze, and he spoke with a forced smile.

"Or is it that your foundation is monitoring our movements? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?"

"Vice President Wang, that's an overstatement," Zhao Zhong scoffed. "If you can come, why can't I?"

He paused, then continued, "Besides, this is our foundation's territory; I'm free to go wherever I want!"

Wang Bo's eyes darkened, and he let out a soft snort, as if expressing his inner dissatisfaction.

Zhao Zhong's gaze swept over the open boxes on the table, and he said with some disdain, "Vice President Wang, you brought these auction items to Mr. Xiao Hei's place, you wouldn't be trying to bribe him with these things, would you?"

He paused, then laughed as if he remembered something. "When I went to the auction, I heard people talking about it."

They say there was a sucker tonight who deliberately inflated the prices of worthless old items, making people waste a lot of money.

I even said at the time that this might be a kind-hearted wealthy person doing charity work.

Zhao Zhong paused, then clicked his tongue and looked at Wang Bo. "I never expected that the sucker... oh no, that 'kind person' was actually Vice President Wang!"

"Chairman Zhao, what are you saying? Aren't your foundations all part of our headquarters? What's a little money I spend on my subordinates? You agree, right?"

Wang Bo, not to be outdone, spoke up, emphasizing the word "subordinate".

Zhao Zhongzhen wanted to say something, but at that moment Wang Bo's phone rang. He took out his phone, glanced at it, and then showed it to Zhao Zhongzhen, who immediately shut his mouth.

"President! Yes... Yes... I'll set off immediately!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Bo approached Lin Fan again. "Mr. Xiao Hei, if you don't like these things, I'll take them with me."

Wang Bo stared intently at Lin Fan, trying to see any reluctance in his eyes.

But Lin Fan didn't give him that chance. He turned around, pretended to yawn, and stretched. "Well, Chairman Wang, it's getting late, so I won't see you off!"

Wang Bo stood frozen in place for a few seconds before saying to the two people behind him, "Grab your things and let's go!"