Wang Meng originally wanted to go home, but he received a call from the auction house on the way.

Waiting for this call really made Wang Meng wait for a long time. When he learned that there was news from Hong Lie, he thought nothing and immediately turned around and rushed to the auction house.

When he arrived at the auction, Wang Meng walked into the manager Hong Lie's office under the guidance of the service staff.

As a senior VIP, this is not the first time Wang Meng has entered Hong Lie’s office. The two have been dealing with each other for several years and are very familiar with each other.

"Manager Hong, is there any news?"

"Mr. Wang, don't worry, have a cup of tea to quench your thirst first. The information is here, you can take a look!" Hong Lie called Wang Meng to sit down and put a folder down in front of Wang Meng.

Wang Meng was in the mood to drink tea now! He immediately opened the file folder and saw a photo, which contained a bronze sword.

Although it is not very clear, it can be seen that this sword is definitely a thing of the Qin Dynasty, at least there is no problem with the craftsmanship and style.

The moment he saw the photo, Wang Meng's passionate excitement immediately calmed down. This was indeed a general's sword, but it was not Wang Jian's sword. You know, at that time, the general was not the only one. If this sword was real, it might be someone else's, and it was definitely not Wang Meng's.

If it is someone else’s, what’s the appeal to Wang Meng?

"Isn't the one you are looking for?" Hong Lie was surprised. You should know that this sword is almost the same as what Wang Meng described. Is it wrong?

Wang Meng shook his head and said, "Although it looks very similar, it's not." After that, he was about to close the folder.

"Don't get along first, you may also be interested in the things behind."

Wang Meng turned the first page, and the second page was a photo of armor, but he still couldn't be interested. He did like antiques, but the meaning of antiques to him was definitely different from that of others. He knew Hong Lie's thoughts very well. However, these things really made him interested.

They are all related to the Qin Dynasty, with five items in total. I have to admire the strength of the auction house. It is already quite difficult to collect information about so many things. After reading the four items, Wang Meng just casually looked at the last page. After so much effort, he always had to give some face.

However, when he turned to the last page, Wang Meng's pupils instantly shrank, and he looked at the photo in disbelief.

The content on the photo is a picture scroll, with a woman combing her hair on the scroll.

"It seems you are interested in this painting." Seeing that Wang Meng focused all his attention on the document, Hong Lie smiled. After he worked so long, Wang Meng finally became interested and his efforts were not in vain.

"Whose person's hand?" Wang Meng asked.

"It's a coincidence that this person is in Nanhu City, and you should know Shen Zhan from Nanhu Youth Chamber of Commerce is in his hands. If you want this painting, I'm afraid I can only help you so much."

Hong Lie’s meaning is very obvious. I can only provide information, but I can’t help you. If you want, you have to do a good job of getting enough food and clothing.

"Shen Zhan?" Wang Meng's mind appeared in his mind that the young man who was wearing white clothes all day long and had an excessive obsession with cleanliness. The painting was actually in his hands.

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The only thing that attracts Mercury the most in the facilities in the entire community is this swing.

"You seem to like swings very much." Wang Meng stood behind Mercury and pushed it gently.

Mercury lifted his legs up, and as he swung, a happy smile appeared on his face.

"I like the feeling of sitting on the swing, free and easy, just like a bird in the sky, without restraint."

"The distance of swinging is the constraint."

"Can you have some mood? Don't say those depressing words at this time!" Mercury blanched his eyes at Wang Meng.

After shaking for a few times, Mercury stopped and patted the swing position beside him, allowing Wang Meng to sit down.

"You said, what method is best if you want to thank someone?" Mercury asked.

"This depends on who you want to thank. It also depends on what kind of personality the other person has and what they like. If you want to achieve the other person's satisfaction, it is actually not a thing. Who do you want to thank?"

"The uncle who once encouraged me. It's a pity that I have never seen him again after so many years. After so many years, even if I see him, I may not be able to recognize him." Mercury held the chains in both hands and gently tapped the ground with a cry. The uncle who had helped kept popping up in his mind. But it's a pity that I can't even remember his general appearance, only a faint outline.

"I think it should be enough for him to know that you have this thought." Wang Meng really didn't expect that he would leave such a deep mark in Mercury's heart. You should know that Mercury was still very young at that time, and he never wanted to repay it.

"I decided to find him and thank him in person."

Wang Meng could only shrugged his shoulders and could say something else. As Mercury said, even if he stood in front of Mercury, could Mercury recognize him? If he could recognize him, there would be no conversation just now.

"Hey, your hands are all well!" While Mercury was speaking, she suddenly noticed that Wang Meng's hands had several corroded black spots, but now they were gone, and the recovery speed was many times faster than Huang Muyu.

Huang Muyu recovered quickly because he used medicine. However, Wang Meng had no medicine, so how could he get better so quickly? And it seemed that the effect achieved was even better than Huang Muyu.

In fact, Wang Meng didn't need to use any medicine at all. His recovery ability was absolutely undead Xiaoqiang. Imagine the strength of the imagination, the more powerful the facts were. On the night of the accident, his wounds were healed. Just rub them gently and all the black spots were removed.

"Well, I'm not seriously injured."

"But why do I think you are more serious than Sister Mu Yu?"

If you don’t have to go to work, then go to the set. Now this has become a part of Wang Meng’s life. Although most of the time, he has nothing to do on the set.

After arriving on the set, Mercury went to work alone, and Wang Meng took out the photo to take a look.

I thought about it all night last night, but he didn't think of the answer, why his wife's portrait appeared on gold and silk that only in the palace would be used.

If it were in the Qin Dynasty, he would get the answer. But now, who can give him the answer?

"Sister Mercury, what is Teacher Wang watching? So focused?" Li Xiangyi and Mercury walked out of the changing room after changing clothes. Li Xiangyi was a very careful girl. After she came here early in the morning, she found Wang Meng sitting there alone looking at the photos. More than half an hour has passed and she is still looking at it.

"A photo of an antique."
Chapter completed!