Tianting rent collection system

After making an appointment with Bian Qiang on the phone, Jiang Fan went there alone. Jiang Fan did not call Yi Anhai, because Jiang Fan was really worried about his state at this time.

After arriving at the appointed place, Jiang Fan saw Bian Qiang sitting alone in the coffee shop drinking coffee, and saw that such a rough man as Bian Qiang was drinking coffee, Jiang Fan couldn't help but smile.

"I said Mr. Bian, I'm really surprised that you can drink coffee so leisurely."

Facing Jiang Fan's joke, Bian Qiang didn't mind at all, instead he signaled Jiang Fan not to speak, and then handed Jiang Fan a note from under the table.

There were a few words written on the note, and Jiang Fan was shocked after reading it.

"You are being followed!"

When these five big characters appeared in front of Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan carefully recalled the process of coming here just now, and found nothing unusual, so Jiang Fan wanted to get up.

At this time, a hand was firmly pressed on Jiang Fan's shoulder. When he saw this hand, Jiang Fan's face was a little surprised, because the thick callus on his hand had already let Jiang Fan know who was coming. Who is it!

"How did you come?"

Jiang Fan asked suspiciously, he obviously didn't disturb Yi Anhai, but Yi Anhai actually appeared in front of him.

"The auction is still two days away. You can't have any accidents. I just followed you all the way here, but you didn't notice. You think you came out by yourself, can I rest assured?"

Yi Anhai sat next to Jiang Fan with a cup of coffee in his hand, keeping his eyes on the coffee in his hand. When talking to Jiang Fan, he didn't leave the coffee.

In fact, the note in Bian Qiang's hand just now was ready to be handed to Bian Qiang after Yi Anhai arrived first. After Jiang Fan heard Yi Anhai's words, he chose to remain silent.

"Okay, let me talk about the purpose of my coming here."

Seeing a little embarrassed, Bian Qiang quickly changed the topic, and took out a photo from his arms. On the photo was a bronze object, which looked like a tripod from the photo.

"This bronze tripod is from the Western Zhou Dynasty. It was originally kept in Zeng Guoqiang's office. After Zeng Guoqiang was taken away, the office was stolen and lost. I only found out about it the day before yesterday."

The tone of Bian Qiang's speech was like a second old Mr. Qin. Jiang Fan actually had an illusion, but he quickly shook his head and put the illusion aside, and continued to listen carefully.

"It is reported that this thing appeared at this auction. Although the thing itself has some value, the story behind him is even more valuable, so Mr. Qin is going to take it back!"

When talking about taking words, Bian Qiang deliberately amplified his voice, although Jiang Fan understood what was going on, but in Jiang Fan's line of sight, there was a person who should not be here!
"Wang Siqing! You! You are haunted!"

When Jiang Fan saw Wang Siqing, he almost jumped out of his seat. Jiang Fan still had a good impression of Wang Siqing, because he was not as stingy as a man in Shanghai.

"Do you know how many things this young master has turned down in order to rescue you? You actually said that this young master is still haunted?"

Wang Siqing pretended to be angry and wanted to turn around and leave, but Jiang Fan got up quickly, came to Wang Siqing's side, and hugged Wang Siqing.

"Siqing, you see that you are here all the time, the small place we rented can't fit, and the hotel is full, can you show mercy and find us a place to live?"

Jiang Fan originally wanted to extort some money from Wang Siqing, but he didn't expect Wang Siqing to be so informal.

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is a place to rest, if it doesn't work, just stay in the car."

Wang Siqing, who had no quarrel at all, really disappointed Jiang Fan. Afterwards, the two of them sat back in their seats. Wang Siqing came here with Bian Qiang, so she knew something about the bronze tripod.

Bian Qiang didn't want to talk more about the bronze tripod, so Jiang Fan didn't get any substantive news. After chatting for a while, everyone returned to the small courtyard.

Although the place is not very big, it is still very easy to accommodate seven or eight people. The arrival of the people also makes the small courtyard much more lively.

After sending Bian Qiang into the room, Jiang Fan and Wang Siqing looked at each other. Both of them wanted to talk, but they didn't open their mouths. Instead, they left the small courtyard before and after.

Walking to Wang Siqing's car, Wang Siqing opened the door, and two people got in. The two people who entered the car chose to remain silent, and neither of them spoke first.

"Tell me, what's the story of this bronze tripod?"

Jiang Fan asked with some doubts on his face, then lit a cigarette, and Wang Siqing also lit a cigarette after that, and the two of them were chatting about the bronze tripod while puffing in the car.

"This bronze tripod actually belongs to our Wang family, so I want to get it back."

After Wang Siqing said these words, some emotional changes appeared on his face, Jiang Fan did not continue to ask, he knew that Wang Siqing would say it.

"This bronze tripod was taken away from the Wang family by the Liu family of Yanjing at that time, but I don't know why it fell into the hands of Zeng Guoqiang. The main purpose of my visit to Shencheng this time is exactly this. What happened to Li Zhenhua was just to deceive people."

After Wang Siqing finished speaking, he took out another cigarette and lit it. Jiang Fan adjusted the back of the seat, changed into a comfortable position, and looked at Wang Siqing beside him.

At this time, Wang Siqing seemed extremely relaxed. From Wang Siqing's mouth, Jiang Fan knew something that he had never heard of before.

It turned out that the Wang family had left Shencheng for Shanghai before, and the way the Wang family left was of course not very decent, as they were kicked out.

"You don't seem to care at all?"

Jiang Fan asked Wang Siqing that Wang Siqing seemed to be more interested in freedom than the affairs of his own family, and Jiang Fan could understand that.

"These things are the things of the previous generation. I was born in Shanghai and grew up in Shanghai. When I grow up, someone suddenly tells me that I need to bear the hatred of the family? Is it ridiculous?"

Wang Siqing stared at Jiang Fan with a wry smile. When Jiang Fan looked at Wang Siqing, he didn't say a word. Jiang Fan could feel Wang Siqing's helplessness, but Jiang Fan didn't quite understand.

"I'm sorry, because I haven't experienced it, so I can't empathize with it, but don't worry, I'm sure you are a friend!"

Jiang Fan stretched out his hand and held Wang Siqing's hand tightly, and both of them smiled knowingly, and Jiang Fan then took out a Qi and Blood Pill from his bosom.

Seeing that Jiang Fan actually gave him the Qi and Blood Pill as a gift, Wang Siqing had a surprised expression on his face.