Behind the pawnshop, there is an inconspicuous small courtyard, just below the river bridge. Even the gate of the courtyard is relatively hidden, with high raised walls on both sides. Someone hung curtains at the entrance and set up chess stalls. Most people would not notice it at all. The boss was very open in this area. When he waved his hands, the curtain was lifted. The crowded crowd immediately retreated in scattering, as if nothing had happened.

The high walls on both sides are very narrow, and only one car can pass through.

Little by little, little by little, the car collapsed into the yard. The curtain fell down again, and the scattered crowd came back to continue playing chess, everything seemed very natural.

The yard is quite wide, but a little depressing. Think about it, it is above the river bridge, and it is almost impossible to see the sky. When people stand on the ground, they feel that their heads are about to be on the bridge deck, and cars are whizzing past their heads from time to time. If a person with poor psychological tolerance, they may have mental breakdown at any time.

The lamp was picked up and the yard was bright and shiny.

The boss asked someone to lift the scale out and smiled and said, "I... I've done so many... in business for many years, and this is the first time I have seen you... You are like this, holding sacks and packing yellow goods, and you can think about it too."

Huo Qing smiled and said, "Master, should you inspect the goods?"

"Okay, you... sit down and have a cup of tea, and all of this... will be left to me."

"We are not tired, come together."

"I'm still worried about me, right... right? I told you all, no... no problem."

Forget it, I won’t tell him anymore. I feel so tired when I hear this.

There was one thing that Huo Qing had to convince. Some subordinates poured out the gold bricks in the sack, and the boss took a casual look and put them in the sack and weighed them. One sack, two sacks... five sacks of gold bricks, and several large boxes of jewelry, were all mortgaged to the boss.

These gold bricks are calculated at 240 per gram, which is 260 million yuan. In addition, those jewelry are worth 50 million yuan. Huo Qing did not bargain at all, so he directly demanded 300 million yuan.

"It hurts, it's so good!" The boss wrote a Swiss bank principal check of 300 million yuan on the spot and shouted: "If you...you still have any hard goods, you can sell them...sell them to me, and I'll mention them to you at the price."

"Yes, of course, we..." Ye Muxia said excitedly.

“What’s there?”

Huo Qing glared at Ye Muxia and smiled and said, "Original, then we won't bother you, say goodbye."

The boss laughed and said, "No...no problem, there is... as long as it is in Nanfeng City, I...I will do all kinds of business."

"Okay, if we have another business, we will also find a boss."

"Then it's decided...it's decided."

Huo Qing made an "OK" gesture, and Yan San jumped into the van with Ye Muxia and Yan San, and finally left the pawn shop. The car was turning around on the street and kept moving around. After driving like this, it took about an hour to go to Nanfeng City and Huo Qing stopped the car.

He opened the car window and felt very frustrated.

Ye Muxia said: "Huo Qing, I think you are too careful. What's the big deal? When we sell goods, they buy goods... Could it be that they still want to be bad?"

"It's always nothing wrong to be careful, it's on someone else's territory after all."

"So what? If I really get angry, I will bring all the people from the Ye family army over."

"You have it. There is no need to get involved at the critical moment when the relationship between Dajiang League and the Elder Pavilion is tense. I tell you that Zhao Caishen still has two treasure houses. We will leave immediately after we finish it."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Ye Muxia nodded, hehe, as long as you have money to make money, you can do anything.

Huo Qing took out his cell phone and called Ren Qingkuan again, but it still couldn't get through. This guy! After all, they had been through life and death together, so they couldn't leave him and left.

Yan San asked, "What should we do now? Why don't I go to the Elders Pavilion to find out the news?"

"Don't act rashly for now. Let's sell the things in the second treasure house as soon as possible."

"good."

The car finally started again.

Huo Qing's cell phone ringing suddenly rang, and it was a strange mobile phone number: "Hey, who are you?"

"Huo Qing, I am Zhang Zuoyi."

"Oh, Boss Zhang? Tell me, I suddenly received your call, why did I feel flattered?"

"Well……"

Beast!

Zhang Zuoyi punched the table with a punch. He was the boss of Chutian Film and Television Media for so many years. Not to mention that he had practiced to such a calm state, but under normal circumstances, he rarely got angry. However, Huo Qing repeatedly challenged his patience bottom line, and he was really a little angry.

This time, Huo Qing actually blackmailed Zhang Zihao tens of millions and asked Zhang Zuoyi to exchange 30% of Chutian Film and Television Media for exchange. It was really hateful. Moreover, the boss behind Chutian Film and Television Media is Long Ao. He looks like the most glorious person is actually Long Ao's puppet.

If Long Ao knew about this, that would be fine? But Zhang Zihao was his son after all.

Zhang Zuoyi took a few deep breaths and tried to keep himself calm. Hehe said, "Mr. Huo is so good at joking. I called you this time just to discuss the matter of Yuezihao..."

"Zihao? What's the matter? I don't quite understand."

"Are you still afraid that I will record it on the phone? Don't worry, Zihao is in your hands, I always have to think about his safety."

"Boss Zhang, I really don't know what you are talking about. How could Zihao be in my hands? By the way, I heard that Lin Junhui, the boss of Nanfeng Film and Television, is very interested in your Chutian Film and Television Media. I want to acquire your Chutian Film and Television Media. I don't know if you have any intention to sell it? I have no other intention. Don't get me wrong. Both of you are my friends, I just talk about it from it. If you are interested, you can come to Nanfeng City in person and talk to him in person."

Big beast, no wonder even Long Ao asked Huo Qing to blackmail 100 billion.

Originally, Zhang Zuoyi wanted to make a cliché and record the phone so that he could call the police to arrest Huo Qing. However, Huo Qing was so easy to leak, leaving him with no way. What was Lin Junhui interested in Chutian Film and Television Media? Huo Qing said that, just to ask him to go to Nanfeng City in person and have a detailed discussion with him in person.

Zhang Zuoyi smiled and said, "Okay, okay, then I will go to Nanfeng City in the next two days..."

"You'd better hurry up. I'm busy. Maybe I won't be in Nanfeng City one day. At that time, when you talk to Boss Lin, Boss Lin may not be interested."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely be as soon as possible."

"That's it."

You can't be polite to deal with such a person. Who made Zhang Zuoyi Long Ao's person? Anyway, the relationship between Huo Qing and Long Ao cannot be eased. He is willing to do anything that can make Long Ao bleed.

Ye Muxia said, "Huo Qing, Chutian Film and Television Media is the largest film and television media company in Jiangnan? You just need 30% of the shares at once, isn't it too cruel, right?"

"Are you cruel? If you can't see it, go back to southern Yunnan."

"No, no, I just think it's too little to have 30% of it, and it's still 49%."

"Haha, you guy!"

Huo Qing laughed and scolded, and immediately drove the car to the second treasure house.

Ye Muxia couldn't help but ask, "Huo Qing, tell me and Yan San that the first treasure house is gold diamonds and jewelry. What is in the second treasure house?"

Huo Qing smiled and said, "Will you know when you get to the place?"

"Tell me quickly, don't keep it in your mouth."

"That's it." Yan San also asked, "Tell me quickly, we're almost here anyway."

"There are some antique calligraphy and paintings, and there are many authentic works of pricelessness."

"Really? I'll make a fucking green onion with leeks!"

This time I've done it!

Ye Muxia and Yan San were both very excited, guessing that there were any antiques and original works. The car drove for a while and came to Nanfeng Antique Street. The stores here were all selling antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and second-hand books... On Saturdays and Sundays, these second-hand book vendors would set up stalls on the streets, attracting many people to come to Taobao.

I won’t talk about antiques anymore, Taoshu focuses on a quality.

For example, those villain books, comic strips, and a set of Romance of the Three Kingdoms in the 1960s sold for hundreds of thousands of yuan. If you have a better appearance, you may not be able to find it even if you spend a lot of money. Because these good-looking books are all in the hands of some collectors, so you can't even flow into the market again.

Over the years, Zhao Caishen has also developed a pair of "fire eyes and golden eyes". He can tell whether the year is a fake with just a glance at the calligraphy and paintings of ordinary antiques and calligraphy. When he is idle, Zhao Caishen is wandering around the antiques street and has really picked up a lot of big leaks.

In order to facilitate the selection of bargains, Zhao Caishen specially built a store nearby. The bookshelf against the wall of the bookstore can be opened. There is a dark room inside. All the antiques, calligraphy and paintings Zhao Caishen has plundered over the years, which is worth the money. Now, it is so late, the three of them parked the car by the road, immediately opened the door lock, and touched it in.

Bang, the light is on!

Ye Muxia couldn't even close his mouth and shouted, "Oh my God, are there so many antiques?"

Is this guy the young master of the Ye family? Why is he like a mountain cannon?

Huo Qing and Yan San couldn't help but glared at him and hummed: "These antiques, calligraphy and paintings on the surface are all fakes, so don't look at them."

"Ah? Fakes? Then tell me quickly. Where did Zhao Caishen hide those authentic works?"

"What's the hurry?"

Huo Qing smiled, and suddenly, a shout came from behind: "Don't move! Move again, we will shoot."
Chapter completed!