Collections
Noon.
A car slowly stopped in front of the ăFlower Capital Consortiumă.
"Oh my, ăSpecial Envoyă ăLordă ah! Hoping for the stars, hoping for the moon, finally hoped you over!" Not waiting for the car to stop steady, ăZong Wenă shamelessly leaned over, his expression like a blooming chrysanthemum.
He brought a group of people behind him, both men and women, who should also be people from his private residence.
The "battle-hardened" Chen Ling exchanged a few pleasantries with ăZong Wenă casually, then walked into the courtyard with him. Waiting for the crowd to leave, the car started again and began to find a place to stop in this manor.
When the auction house's driver parked the car in the corner, he yawned and got out of the car, as if going to find a toilet... After all, it would be at least a few hours before the ăSpecial Envoyă returned, he could rest slightly.
After everyone walked far away, a soft sound came from the trunk, and three heads tentatively peeked out from inside...
"No one around! Safe!"
"Yi ya!"
ăJian Changshengă's gaze swept over the surroundings, and he flipped directly out of the trunk. ăHeart 9ă followed closely behind. ăJian Changshengă was about to reach out and pull ăClownă, but when he turned his head, he found that the short figure was already hanging on a tree branch, curiously looking around.
"We sneaked in so easily?" ăHeart 9ă shrugged, "So boring ah..."
"After all, this method is the safest. Looking at the entire Red Dust ăMain Cityă, no one dares to search the ăSpecial Envoyă's car." ăJian Changshengă couldn't help sighing, "Heart 6 this guy really can act... isn't he afraid of being exposed?"
"What are we going to do next coming?"
"Find a safe place to hide and wait for his signal."
"Must we hide? I'm a little hungry... What are they doing ah, smells so good." ăHeart 9ă touched his stomach, and his nose began to sniff the smell of dishes in the air.
"Yi ya yi ya!"
"... Is now the time to discuss whether you are hungry or not?" ăJian Changshengă couldn't help speaking.
"Didn't they just tell us to hide?" ăHeart 9ă answered seriously, "I think the ăKitchenă is very good, those patrolling bodyguards shouldn't go there, Senior, what do you think?"
"Yi ya!" ăClownă gave a thumbs up.
ăJian Changshengă: ...
"Newcomer, relax." ăHeart 9ă patted ăJian Changshengă's shoulder, "Today with us two seniors here, even if the sky falls, we can hold it up for you."
"Then the ăKitchenă it is ba." ăJian Changshengă began to pray silently,
"Hope nothing goes wrong this time..."
...
Chen Ling followed ăZong Wenă and the others, wandered around the house, and his gaze fell on ăLiu Qingyană waiting by the side.
This is the ăFlower Capital Consortiumă's territory, it's normal for ăLiu Qingyană to be here, but Chen Ling didn't expect that he just refused her looking for someone last time, and they met again so soon.
And ăLiu Qingyană just quietly followed behind ăZong Wenă, with her head lowered, as if she had never seen him at all.
"I heard, there are quite a few collections in the ăFlower Capital Consortiumă?"
After wandering around the house, Chen Ling took the initiative to speak, shifting the topic to this aspect.
"Collections?" ăZong Wenă was startled for a moment, then smiled, "Of course, our ăFlower Capital Consortiumă's collections are all rare goods... Come, ăSpecial Envoyă ăLordă, this way please."
ăZong Wenă made a please gesture, and walked straight upstairs.
The ăFlower Capital Consortiumă's treasure vault is actually set upstairs... Chen Ling was thoughtful.
Chen Ling followed behind ăZong Wenă, all the way to the top floor of the house, and finally came to a private door. ăZong Wenă waved away the crowd following behind, and said with a smile.
"Special Envoy, please come in."
Chen Ling looked at his smile, always having a not-so-good premonition, but after hesitating for a moment, still took a step and walked in.
As soon as he entered the door, a sweet scent poured into Chen Ling's nasal cavity. He did not like this sweet and greasy smell, and the brows under his mask wrinkled slightly... but before he could speak, one completely naked slender figure after another walked out from the other end of the room.
ăAudience Expectation Value +2ă
Chen Ling: ???
Among those figures, there were also many faces Chen Ling was familiar with, seemingly some stars who had performed at the banquet, but most of them were unfamiliar faces. They just walked out naked from the back like this, one by one walking onto the T-stage-like place in the center of the room, standing neatly in several rows, ensuring that Chen Ling could see each of their faces clearly.
ăZong Wenă smiled and walked into the room, backhandedly closed the door, and said:
"ăSpecial Envoyă ăLordă, what do you think of these collections?"
Even as indifferent as Chen Ling was, he was also dumbfounded at this time. He came for the scroll collections, and as a result, he saw this scene as soon as he entered the door. The expression under the mask was suddenly incomparable brilliant.
"... Chairman Zong perhaps misunderstood." Chen Ling gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, "The collections I mentioned, are not these..."
"Oh? Then which ones is the ăSpecial Envoyă referring to?"
"Calligraphy copybooks, scrolls."
"Hahahaha... It's okay! Since the ăSpecial Envoyă ăLordă has already come, why not appreciate these collections first, and then go see the others... If it really doesn't work, we can appreciate them together!" ăZong Wenă walked directly to the door and gave some instructions to his subordinates.
A few minutes later, numerous figures began to send batches of calligraphy and painting into the room.
Just as ăMu Chunshengă said, the ăFlower Capital Consortiumă had no particularly valuable treasures other than calligraphy and paintings, so there was no overly strictly guarded treasure vault. Perhaps saying "ăWarehouseă" would be more appropriate... He sent people to pull the calligraphy and paintings directly from the ăWarehouseă to this private room, a rough look there were hundreds of scrolls.
Chen Ling originally intended to interrupt ăZong Wenă and go directly to the ăWarehouseă, but seeing these hundreds of scrolls, he still put away this idea... The ăFlower Capital Consortiumă had too many collected paintings. If they were all in the ăWarehouseă, him opening the scrolls one by one to inspect the back side would inevitably arouse suspicion. The current situation might be more convenient for him.
After all the calligraphy and paintings were delivered, numerous scrolls had already piled up into a small mountain on the table. ăZong Wenă waved his hand, and the many beautiful figures on the stage walked down one after another, surrounding Chen Ling within them.
"ăSpecial Envoyă ăLordă, my Flower Capital, is not inferior to heaven on earth ba?" ăZong Wenă chuckled.
Chen Ling's gaze was carefully searching the scrolls on the table. Before he could check a few, several naked girls walked in front of him, blocking his vision...
Chen Ling's brows frowned tightly.
"Enough."
Chen Ling's voice mixed with anger sounded, instantly echoing in the room, making many girls and ăZong Wenă all taken aback.
Chen Ling looked at the scrolls piled up into a mountain in front of him, out of the corner of his eye glanced at ăLiu Qingyană behind him, and after a moment, slowly spoke:
"ăLiu Qingyană stays, everyone else gets out."