While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 821
Uncle Zhong, who always puts mixed-race men first, never ignores a single word he says.

So, after hearing the three words of familiarity, Uncle Zhong immediately looked at the curtain, frowning and seriously recalling the details of the auction.

After a while, Uncle Zhong, who has a good memory and rich life experience, quickly realized, and blurted out with a surprised face: "Mind reading?"

"It's strange, isn't it?" The mixed-race man pondered for a moment, recalling while saying: "From the results of the auction, Wallace did not succeed in any of the three auctions, and he played the role of a firefighter throughout."

"Secondly, this person always acts stupid at the beginning, and then exerts his strength at the last moment of each auction. While arousing the competitive spirit of the bidders, he also firmly puts his bidding price at a psychological level with his opponents. Where the bottom line price is just a hair’s breadth away.”

"It's not obvious that this happens once in a while, but every time it happens, it can only show that in just a few minutes of bidding time, he has grasped the psychological bottom line price of each bidder through the bidding rules of each bidder. And the degree of desire for the lot."

"And to achieve this, it is impossible to do without a deep understanding of big data analysis and mind reading. At the same time, this behavior style of pretending to be stupid at first, and finally defeating the enemy with one blow reminds me of a certain guy."

Uncle Zhong immediately understood what the mixed-race man was thinking, and said with a smile: "Master Wei, there are still 20 days left, and the treatment is over. You can go around by then, and I will arrange it."

The mixed-race man who was remembering heard this, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Alright."

At the same time, the case center of Yucheng, which is far away from the ocean.Seeing that the auction was over, Song He gave Liu Yun a few words and then hung up the communication, stretched out and leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and rested for a while.

Afterwards, Song He took out his mobile phone, dialed Shen Jianghe, and explained what he and Liu Yun did at the auction: "Master, I don't think things are as simple as they seem, so let's start Follow it."

"If the engraving of counterfeit coins is really made, and it is indeed in the hands of Dian Guo's group, it won't be too late for us to take them away."

"Well, as long as you have a plan." Shen Jianghe's words were full of trust: "I'll leave this matter to you. It's up to you to decide how to deal with it. By the way, can the case team handle the work? "

As soon as Song He heard it, he knew that Shen Jianghe sometimes wanted him to get started, so he asked with a smile, "Is there any travel allowance?"

"I know that I need subsidies all day long! I've put money in your eyes!" Shen Jianghe laughed and cursed, and said directly: "There is indeed a project, but no matter what, it will not be officially launched until you come back from your honeymoon. Now you have It’s good to be mentally prepared.”

Song Hewen was surprised: "Why does it sound like a big project to me?"

"It depends on how you understand it." Shen Jianghe pretended to be mysterious and didn't say anything clearly. After a few pleasantries, he hung up the phone, which made Song He's curious beast jump up and down, scratching his head and scratching his head, but he couldn't understand it.

After a while, Song He, who racked his brains but still didn't know why, simply left the case center and came to Fang Ming's house while nothing happened.

"It's finally delivered." Fang Ming, who was preparing a healthy meal, looked at the invitation sent by Song He, and took it with a smile: "If you don't send it, I will go with you."

"Based on your appetite, don't eat too much at that time, or the guests at the same table will have opinions." Song He said with a serious expression and a smile in his eyes.

"You idiot, you still have the nerve to talk about me?" Fang Ming looked Song He up and down, curled his lips.

Song He laughed, and suddenly approached Fang Ming, asking in a low voice, "Which houses are reliable in Yucheng? I recommend one."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Ming stopped what he was doing, thought about it seriously, and said, "Actually, based on the friendship between you and our family, I should give you a house or two. But your public position is really difficult. Instead, the house puts trouble in your hands."

"You think I don't want to take it for nothing? Isn't there nothing I can do!" Song He grinned and grinned distressedly, and sighed: "Forget it, I have friendship, I will buy the house myself. Just tell me where the house is reliable , I'll do it."

"All the good houses are in my grandfather's hands." Fang Ming thought, "Well, I'll choose a place for you, and pay the internal purchase price of my grandfather's executives. Then I will give you some plans for decoration and furniture. You don’t need to worry about the couple choosing.”

"I'll give you a total price, and then I'll make the progress faster for you. As for the remnants of the decoration, I'll ask professionals to clean up the house before your wedding. , when the time comes for the wedding, you two can just move in directly."

Song He, who had a lot of cash but couldn't reveal it, his eyes lit up when he heard this: "Reliable!"

In this way, with Fang Ming's help, the two quickly finalized the apartment type and location.

Then the two discussed the advantages and disadvantages of several decoration styles, and agreed with Wu Xuerui to determine the time for the decoration of the new house, and then Song He left.

Back home, Song's father and Song's mother had already prepared meals. Seeing Song He came back, they happily greeted their son to eat.

Smelling the familiar aroma of food, Song He couldn't hold back for a long time. He sat at the dining table and started to eat Hesai nonsense, sweeping away nearly half of the food in a short while.

"Slow down..." Father Song smiled helplessly when he saw this, "Your appetite is getting more and more exaggerated, and you may have to steal my grandson's meal money in the future!"

"It's not that exaggerated." Song He laughed, and then told the story of his house purchase.

Song's mother listened to Fang Ming's actions, and praised Fang Ming loudly: "Fang Ming is a good boy, I have to find a girl for him."

"Girl?" Song He sneered and said, "His aesthetics are different from yours. If you really want to introduce someone to him, you can look for him like a female gorilla."

"He likes dark-skinned ones?" Mother Song was taken aback for a moment.

"Goooooh..." Father Song rushed forward when he heard the words, and directly pushed the food in his throat back into the bowl through his nasal cavity.

"Hey... Dad, you are so disgusting." Song He looked at the drawing of his father's nose in disgust, and stood up to relieve his coughing father.

"Cough cough..." After coughing violently, the red-faced Father Song glared at Song He angrily, and then said, "It's good that the wedding room is settled, and Fang Ming can help us all. The problem is When are you going to go get the certificate with Xiaoxue?"

"Holding a gun... Uh, marriage certificate is not difficult." Song He almost bit his tongue, and quickly said: "In the afternoon, I guess the case at hand should be finished."

Song's mother stood up and walked quickly to the bedroom: "Mom, let's get you the household registration book!"

The father and son at the dining table smiled at each other, but were not surprised by Mother Song's behavior.

In the afternoon, when the marriage registration department of the Civil Affairs Bureau began to work, Song He was not among the people who entered to register for marriage.

But Song He, who threatened to get a marriage certificate with Wu Xuerui in the afternoon, got on the bullet train going out of town with his household registration book to meet Wu Xuerui, who was supposed to return to Yucheng but got stuck.

(End of this chapter)