Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

On this day, Mo Qing just got up from the hospital bed and was about to go for a walk.

Zhang Chengcheng rushed into the ward with an appraisal report and a black box.

"Old Mo, the appraisal result is out!"

He directly threw the appraisal report on the table, "Look quickly!"

Mo Qing quickly picked up the report and observed it carefully. After a while, he looked at Zhang Cheng with a surprised expression, "This report...what is written on it? I don't understand it!"

The reports are all written in the language of the Great Food Kingdom, like little crooked bugs.

"After expert appraisal, the crown is a fake, a modern product, but the counterfeiter's skill is very high, so even a veteran may not be able to see the clue!"

"Fake?" Mo Qing was taken aback, "Didn't an archaeological team identify it before? Did you make a mistake?"

"I forgot to mention the archaeological team. I investigated this archaeological team earlier and found that they were sponsored by a private company. In fact, there are no experts at all, and they are all peddlers. "

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he added: "So I suspect that this archaeological team and the crown are all a gimmick, created by a sponsored private company. I also investigated that company, a company that deals in jewelry and gold."

Now, everything can be connected.

The crown is a gimmick made by the jewelry company. The archaeological team just went to the desert for a cutscene, brought back fake crowns for publicity or sales, and improved the reputation of the jewelry company.

In short, it is all for profit.

However, just for these interests, an archaeological team was annihilated, and the four Tonys who tried to find the treasure also died in the desert, and Mo Qing was almost buried here.

"A fake crown cost more than a dozen lives. If it were a real crown, more people would die. No wonder it is called the crown of crime," Mo Qing sighed deeply.

"Well, now the crown appraisal is fake, you can keep this thing for yourself, sell it or collect it, it doesn't matter."

Zhang Cheng handed Mo Qing the black box containing the crown.

"Please help me deal with this thing." Mo Qing pushed the box back, "Burn it, and save someone from dying for it later"

Zhang Cheng persuaded: "Are you sure? Don't think about it anymore?"

"No, this thing has no value to me"

"All right"

Holding the box, Zhang Cheng turned around and was about to walk out of the ward. He muttered as he walked, "Things worth 30 US dollars can be burned as soon as they are said. Sure enough, rich women's men are different!"

"Wait!" Mo Qing called to stop him, "What did you just say is worth 30 US dollars?"

"This crown!"

"Isn't this thing fake?"

"Yes, but the materials used to make it are all real gold and silver. There are so many gemstones and gold plated on it, and 30 US dollars is not much less."

"Ahem" Mo Qing's face was serious, "Actually, I thought about it, this thing has so many human lives on it, it's considered ominous,
Just burn it like this and pollute the environment, let me deal with it.”

After speaking, he grabbed the box directly, with such speed and strength, he didn't look like a patient at all.

Zhang Cheng only felt a "snap", and the box in his hand disappeared.

Although a few days ago, Mo Qing didn't seem to care about handing in the "Crown of Guilty" worth [-] million, and looked like money was like dirt, but in fact, after everyone left, he was almost covered with a quilt Cried.

No one can say no to a billion, no!
"Well, well, then you can handle it yourself"

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, there is one thing I forgot to mention. I have to pay for the rescue and medical expenses of searching for you in the desert."

"No problem, how much?"

Mo Qing hugged the suitcase, and at the moment he didn't care about these expenses at all, 30 US dollars, equivalent to nearly 200 million.

How much can these miscellaneous expenses cost?

"A total of 25"

"Okay, isn't it 25... how much?" Mo Qing's eyes widened.

Zhang Cheng repeated: "25"

"?"

"dollars"

25 US dollars is not expensive, and it is a reasonable price. After all, rescue in the desert is difficult, and the search and rescue costs are naturally high, and helicopters were also sent.

At the same time, Mo Qing's medical expenses are also an astronomical amount. It can be said that Mo Qing was able to escape from the gate of hell, on the one hand, because of his excellent luck and physical fitness, and on the other hand, he was able to rely on money.

Every breath of air he could live to breathe in the hospital was money spent.

Mo Qing looked at the box in his hand, then at Zhang Cheng, the money disappeared before it was warmed up.

"Here, take it for money"

"Um"

Zhang Cheng got the crown back again.

Seeing that figure disappearing at the door, Mo Qing had tears but couldn't.

Three days later, after a series of examinations, it was confirmed that Mo Qing had fully recovered and was discharged from the hospital.

He didn't want to stay in the hospital for a moment, and he could hear the sound of money passing by his ears every minute.

Time is money, this sentence is indeed true, the ancients do not deceive me!
The only good news is that the crown was sold, which was a bit higher than the estimated price, 32.

After deducting the expenses during this period, the remaining [-] people were divided together.

Among them, [-] yuan was given to Zhang Cheng. If he hadn't been helping during these days, Mo Qing would not have seen the bright sunshine today.

Zhang Yiming, Lin Yuyan, Song Lingxiu and Ayi each received [-] yuan.

Han Ling and Mo Qing didn't ask for this sum of money, so they gave an extra [-] yuan to Song Lingxiu.

Mo Qing still can't forget the scene of Lu Yuanbo dying on the deserted island that day. Even though the two of them had some unhappiness in the past, that is in the past. What's more, he promised Lu Yuanbo to take good care of Song Lingxiu.

Men, take responsibility for what you say.

On the second day after being discharged from the hospital, the group booked a flight to Siam.

It was originally intended to leave the Great Food Country on an ocean-going ship, but the ship left long ago.

Naturally, they can only find transportation to go back by themselves.

The reason why I went to Siam was because the direct flight from Dashiguo to Huaxia was recently grounded for some reason, so I had to go to Siam first and then return to Huaxia.

Airplane business class.

Mo Qing shook the red wine glass, lay leisurely on the sofa, and said to Zhang Yiming next to him from the air: "cheers"

After taking a sip of the red wine, the aftertaste is endless.

"Ah, this is life!" Mo Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"That's necessary." Zhang Yiming raised his legs leisurely, "But this red wine is not as authentic as Erguotou, it's still strong enough."

"you do not say"

"Hey, Lao Mo, do you think we have been unlucky in the past two years? Wherever we go, we are unlucky. We took a boat and the boat capsized. We drove to the desert and encountered a sandstorm. You said we are flying now, don't you... ..."

Before Zhang Yiming finished speaking, the plane suddenly bumped twice.