Only then did Director Chen dare to look at her. The little girl didn't look like much. Director Chen slowed down his voice and comforted her kindly: "It's okay. The bad guys have been partially punished. Don't be afraid."

"That's good." Bai Zian finished drinking the tea.

He picked up his schoolbag and said goodbye to Jiang Fuli and others.

Jiang He pulled her sleeves.

Bai Qian lowered her eyelashes slightly and glanced at him, "I want to go home and have dinner with my grandpa."

**

Ren's house a few streets away.

The Ren family, Chen family and other people were waiting in a polite manner.

"Mr. Chen, when will he arrive?" Ren Qian looked at the middle-aged man beside him. Although he was anxious, he was still very polite to Mr. Chen.

The person called Mr. Chen is the Chen family, Chen Gang, a big GDP owner in Xiangcheng. He stared at his watch, "It should be soon."

Just as he was talking, someone outside suddenly came to report in surprise: "Master Chen is here!"

Ren Qian and Chen Gang both stood up and went to greet them outside the door.

Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu on the side also stood up and looked at each other.

"Master Chen," Chen Gang and Ren Qian respectfully welcomed the person in, and then introduced Ren Qian: "This is the current top manager of Xiangcheng, Mr. Ren Qian."

If Bai Qian were here, he would recognize this person as Director Chen whom he had just met.

Director Chen casually sat down at the dining table. He was about thirty or forty years old. He had a stern face and put one hand on the table. He looked at Ren Qian and said, "Mr. Ren, I'm here to bother you more, please."

Take good care of me."

"How dare you," Ren Qian is also an old fox. He smiled and said with a well-controlled attitude, "It is our Ren family that makes the family shine."

Although he was smiling, Ren Qian was shocked inside.

In fact, there have long been rumors in Xiangcheng that the Chen family is a branch of the Chen family in Jiangjing, but Ren Qian was skeptical.

Until recently, a secret order was suddenly issued to Xiangcheng.

Jiang Jing will decentralize a Bureau Chen to supervise Xiangcheng.

The devolution was sudden, and when Ren Qian was at a loss, Chen Gang came to him with news about Director Chen.

"I heard that there is an authentic work by Liang Zewen at the auction?" Bureau Chen took the wine Ren Qian poured for him and said calmly.

This is also another task given to Bureau Chen by the Chen family in Jiangjing.

"That's right, but there was a notice from the two-day auction here," Ren Qian explained, "I heard that the handwriting may not be his own."

Bureau Chen frowned.

Ren Qian's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, "But it is indeed an authentic work. It seems to be the notes of one of his apprentices. The auction house has found an appraisal expert and is still in the process of appraisal, so the auction has been postponed for five days."

"Seriously?" Bureau Chen sat upright.

"Still evaluating," Chen Gang said quickly beside him, "I will pay close attention to this matter."

As we all know, Liang Zewen, the eternal prime minister of the Ming Dynasty, only had two disciples in his life besides Emperor Jiang Wen...

Those are the Bai family brothers and sisters who are geniuses.

Emperor Jiang Wen naturally would not use the same handwriting as Liang Ge Lao.

So if there is someone else, it can only be one of the siblings from the Bai family.

It seems that the unofficial rumors are not groundless. The unattainable Chen family in Jiangjing has been a fan of the Bai family since ancient times. Most of the private museums of the Chen family contain the belongings of the Bai family during their lifetime——

And the Bai family's tablets have been enshrined throughout the family for generations.

To the Chen family, this is more attractive than the original work of Liang Zewen!

Ren Qian only looked at the secretary-general. It was obvious that they must find a way to get the invitation letter to the White Tiger Auction House.

**

This way.

Ming Dongheng watched the bus swaying away worriedly, and he almost wanted to drive and follow the bus.

But Bai Zian wouldn't let it go.

He had to wait for her to get on the bus and then drove back to the manor.

Jiang Fuli and Jiang He were sitting at the table eating. The two of them talked very little and never spoke during meals.

Silence and quietness.

Ming Dongheng also sat over and ate slowly.

Jiang Fuli put down the bowl and suddenly thought of something, "Who brought the tea?"

Xu Nanjing selected everything delivered here one by one. Ming Dongheng swallowed a mouthful of rice and said, "Xu Nanjing."

"Well," Jiang Fuli took out a disinfectant paper towel, lowered his eyes and wiped his hands carefully, and said in a calm tone, "I will follow this standard from now on."

Ming Dongheng nodded.

Jiang Fuli stood up, picked up the documents on the table and went to the laboratory.

The director of the "Dark Matter" experimental project, he completely replicated his laboratory in Jiangjing in Xiangcheng, so there is a piece of Jiang He's stuff in the corner.

A table less than 70 centimeters high and a stool 20 centimeters high.

Even the experimental equipment is one size smaller.

Jiang Fuli came to the long laboratory table and just put down his files when he caught a glimpse of a piece of paper lying not far away.

His laboratory was always neat and tidy, so this piece of paper should have been left by those two people.

He walked closer and picked up the piece of paper casually. There were seven sets of data from top to bottom. He originally just wanted to see what the two people had done, until he saw the fourth set...
Chapter completed!