Chapter 126

"Canghai bieyuan?"

Chu Tianming and Zhang Zhilan are both suspicious. I don't know why Chen Hao suddenly mentioned this.

The name is of course known to all people in Chuzhou. It is a super manor built in the last two years. The owner behind it is very mysterious, but it is undoubtedly a super rich man.

Zhang Zhilan passed Canghai bieyuan and saw the magnificent Chinese style buildings in the distance. Especially the several towering towers, they could be called palaces.

"What?" This time it was Chu Tianming's words, "do you want to say that the Canghai other courtyard belongs to you again? Chen Hao, shut up! When can you learn to be more reliable? "

"A loser." Zhang Zhilan also sneered, "if you don't open your mouth, you will know what kind of shit you want to pull. You are shameless, and you don't know where the courage comes from!"

"Go away!"

Chu Tianming couldn't stand it any more and waved Chen Hao to leave.

Chen Hao is also very helpless, shrugged, did not make any explanation.

Anyway, their image of waste has been deeply rooted in their hearts. Talking to them is just a waste of breath. After thinking about it, Chen Hao soon left.

After Chen Hao left, Zhang Zhilan was still chattering: "I've had eight years of bad luck. I won't be so disgraced if he has half the ability of Zhou Ming."

"What is this?"

Zhang Zhilan looked at the gift box on the ground, thinking about what the waste could give.

Open it a little curiously.

As a result, she vomited. There was nothing else in the box. It was an old cigarette pole.

It's a shame!

"Although I know it's not a good thing, but he even perfunctorily treats me with such rags. Isn't it intentional to treat me with such rubbish?"

Chu Tianming was also very disappointed when he saw the cigarette pole inside. He came to bury people.

In my heart, Chen Hao was scolded countless times.

But where did they know that at the same time, they were in Lin'an, the capital of Jiangnan province thousands of miles away, the largest antique auction house in Lin'an.

Yun LAN Ge boss Zhong Hui also looked at the picture of the cigarette pole.

During the period of Song Dynasty, two experts bought the cigarette rod from the Song Dynasty.

At that time, the reserve price given by the auction house was 50 million, which was already a shocking price.

Can have a person in black raised the price directly to 150 million!

It was a shock!

We should know that more than 10 million antiques in the antique industry are already the most precious treasures. There are few antiques that can reach 100 million yuan in the world.

Although song Chengzu's Imperial Tobacco sticks are expensive, the experts' final estimate is no more than 60 million yuan. The auction price of the auction house may overflow the actual value, and the transaction amount can not exceed 80 million yuan.

But who would have thought that the mysterious buyer would be 150 million, which can be said to be rich.

After the deal, Zhong caught the buyer of the black suit, but he said he only helped the boss behind him to buy things, and could not speak on behalf of the buyer.

Zhong Hui became interested in the mysterious buyer.

After many inquiries, he found out that the family was from Chuzhou, the next city, but the specific name was not found.

But Zhong Hui knows that this matter must be investigated to the end.

Because a person with such purchasing power in China must be a big shot.

People who can regard 150 million as playthings can no longer be defined by wealth!

Such a person who lives behind the scenes is likely to be more terrifying than super rich people like Wang Yun and Ma Jianlin.

Once you can find the buyer and even flatter him, it will be of great benefit to the development of Yunlan Pavilion!

The Secretary standing beside the bell Club bowed his head and gave the latest news in the bell club's ear: "Mr. Zhong, we have contacted the buyer. We sent out an invitation to the other party, but the opposite side refused."

"Invite again!" Zhong Hui's eyes shot a fine awn, this matter can't give up, "no matter how much it costs, you must come out, next time if you answer the phone from the opposite side, you can contact me directly, I will contact you in person."

With that, Zhong Hui picked up the picture again and fell into meditation.

But where did he know that this royal antique of Song Dynasty, which he regarded as a treasure, had been thrown on the tea table by Zhang Zhilan and put together with the ashtray.

The sight falls on Zhangjia village. It is a joy that Zhangjia village is decorated with lanterns and decorations these two days.

Two days later, the seventy birthday of the old man of Zhangjia is a big event for the whole village.

Mr. Zhang, whose original name was Zhang Guoxin, was a descendant of the hero of the Anti Japanese war. Later, he entered the system and became a municipal cadre at the highest level.

After Zhang Guoxin succeeded, many people in Zhangjia village got benefits.

Both businessmen and those engaged in institutional work have learned from him.

Now Zhang Guoxin retired home, naturally became the most respected person in the whole village.Zhang Guoxin's 70th birthday this time, how dare the whole village neglect.

Zhangjia courtyard, white five meters high wall, green tiles and green bricks.

The gate of the courtyard is open three times, and there are two stone lions on the left and right. It looks like an ancient mansion.

After going deep into the courtyard, there is a garden. After the garden is the real courtyard of Zhangjia.

At the moment, in the courtyard, a group of young people from Zhangjia gathered together, chatting with melon seeds.

"Ah, you said that this time my grandfather's 70th birthday, Chen Hao that coward will come?"

People are excited to turn the topic to Chen Hao.

After all, this soft food waste is well-known in the whole Zhangjia family. If he doesn't come, the party will be a lot less fun.

Someone said: "I see hang, the second aunt didn't bring him back when he worshipped his ancestors last time. This time there are so many relatives, I'm sure they won't bring him back."

"Ha ha..." Someone said with a smile, "Chen Hao's life is also too failed, this special not only dare not see people themselves, do now two aunts dare not see people."

"I don't know what Chu Youwei thought. She had to marry this trash. Now it's fun."

All of you said a word and I said a word to Chu Youwei.

A man in a shirt and a gold necklace took a sip of tea and said, "it's no good if he doesn't come back. If he doesn't come back, we'll lose one year's happiness."

This man is called Zhang Hai, the only son of Zhang Shaofa, the fourth eldest in the family, and the youngest in the third generation. However, he is the best in the third generation, and is deeply liked by him.

Usually sarcasm Chen Hao, can not do without Zhang Hai.

At the moment, he was anxious to hear that Chen Hao did not come back.

"If he doesn't come back, I'm going to send the set meal to someone."

"You wait." He spit out the melon seed shell, quickly took out the mobile phone, "I'll call my aunt, let her bring Chen Hao back."

Said, Zhang Hai dialed Zhang Cuilan's telephone: "aunt, ask you something, this time grandfather's 70th birthday, that Chen Hao will come back, you close to him, do you have any news?"