Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

In a villa near the lake.

There was a middle-aged man, leaning on the sofa and puffing away smoke.

The doorbell was rang.

He pressed the switch on the coffee table, and the door lock automatically opened.

The person who walked through the door turned out to be the dancer from before.

If Lin Ran had been there, he would have recognized at a glance that the person sitting on the sofa was the thief who deceived him into a dead end during the day.

"Lily, why do you look unhappy?" The middle-aged man noticed that she didn't say hello to him when she came back, which was a little unusual.

"I almost lost my job because I met a stupid guy." Lily said dissatisfiedly, and then hung her coat on the hanger, revealing her cool clothes.

"Anyone else dares to cause trouble in Lao Wang's disco?"

"What does Lao Wang mean? I am Mr. Chen's son, okay." Lily pouted, took a glass of red wine, and sat on the sofa next to the man.

It seems that the two of them are extremely ambiguous.

When he heard the words Mr. Chen, the man finally had some reaction.

He sat up straight and asked curiously: "There are so many Mr. Chen, which one are you talking about?"

"Of course it's the youngest one, Chen Qi. In fact, it wasn't him who caused the trouble, but a young man he brought with him. When we were performing on the stage, he actually stopped him from below and asked the supervisor to let go..."

As she said this, she looked like she was looking at a country bumpkin. She didn't expect that after going to a disco where people were just looking for fun, she could actually meet a gentleman.

They just performed according to the script. Ordinary performances could no longer satisfy people's gradually expanding beast instincts.

"Aren't you a tall, handsome young man?" The man described Lin Ran's appearance.

Because Lin Ran's temperament is indeed different from other people's, it is not difficult to describe it.

Lily put down her wine glass and her eyes widened: "Brother, do you know him?"

It really is.

Unexpectedly, he is still a bad guy.

The man smiled slightly, touched Lily's forehead with his hand, and said, "Don't work in a place like this again."

"Then what can I do?" Lily got angry when she heard this. "My father is a gambler and my brother is a thief. Born in a family like this, what else can I do besides this?"

It seems this is not the first time this kind of quarrel has occurred.

The man was not angry, he just sat down silently, and Ren Ping scolded herself and her family. For Lily, it seemed that she was full of anger for being born in such a place.

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Back at the hotel, Lin Ran quickly put the book back into the box.

Fortunately, there were no signs of being disturbed in the room. He was also worried that the other party was too good at stealing and would turn the house upside down while he was away.

When staying in Hong Kong City, there is always a feeling of being stared at, which makes Lin Ran feel a little uncomfortable.

Thinking of the content in the book, he decided to ask Zhu Yawen for advice the next day.

After all, Zhu Yawen said that if you have any questions, you can ask him.

Besides, it should be safer to stay at Qilin Club.

Qilin Club.

Zhu Yawen is studying a painting.

This painting is Qi Baishi's "Viewing Pines in Huangshan Mountain".

"What a wonderful hand, the painting is as vast as smoke. If you can master this hand, you are worthy of being a master of the Republic of China."

At the same time, there were two knocks on the door.

"Who is it?" Zhu Yawen asked impatiently. Usually when he was at home, he had to call in advance if he wanted to see him.

He didn't have to think twice to figure out who was looking for him.

In Hong Kong City, there is only one person who is so ignorant of etiquette and can enter the courtyard and knock on his door.

Before Zhu Yawen could answer, the door was gently pushed open three seconds later.

Lin Ran's figure appeared at the door and said sheepishly: "Master, your door is not closed."

"Nonsense." Zhu Yawen glared at Lin Ran.

This kid clearly has the key in his hand, yet he still pretends to knock on the door.

He was about to put the scroll away when Lin Ran poked his head out and saw it.

"Viewing pine trees in Huangshan Mountain?" Lin Ran recognized the content on the scroll at a glance.

Zhu Yawen did not continue to roll it up, but spread out the painting and said with a smile: "Yes, you have good eyesight. What do you think of this painting?"

Lin Ran looked at it for a while and then said, "This is actually a genuine product. Where did you buy it?"

"Do you think all my collections are fakes?" Zhu Yawen said pretending to be unhappy.

"Where, the master has amazing eyesight, how could he buy a fake." Lin Ran said quickly, he had not yet figured out Zhu Yawen's temper.

I just had a vague feeling that he was not as serious as he appeared, but rather childish.

After chatting about Qi Baishi's life and the contents of the scroll, Zhu Yawen carefully put the painting away.

With a look of relief on his face, he said: "Chen Xing, I have always been curious, did you really learn your knowledge from Chen He?"

He is also an antique person in Hong Kong City, so how could he not have contact with Chen He.

If the other party had half the strength of Chen Xing, the Appraisal Shop would not be reduced to a subpar level.

Lin Ran did not continue to emphasize, but changed the topic and said: "Master, actually I am here to ask you something today."

"Okay, if you have any questions, feel free to ask them. I will give you the answers without reservation." Zhu Yawen just took a test on his knowledge of antiques. The foundation is quite solid, and it is not like the knowledge level that he should have at this age. .

Lin Ran put forward the problem he encountered: "The book mentioned the 'smell color' technique, but some cultural relics cannot be identified. Why? Is it because that dynasty did not have special materials?"

After debating with Zhu Yawen, I didn't get the answer in my heart.

So he changed his perspective and mentioned the problems he encountered while reading.

"Why does it feel like time passes so fast when reading this book?" Lin Ran said the feeling of reading the book twice.

Although he learned a lot from it, it did not match the time he spent.

I even fell asleep while watching it and had a strange dream.

"What?" Zhu Yawen was a little surprised when he heard the content of the dream.

"A clock, a big black clock." Lin Ran said.Zhu Yawen did not answer immediately, but put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in the room.

After a long while, he said to Lin Ran: "Actually, this is the special learning method of this book. Just like Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterflies, it is a method of learning while sleeping."

How did this book do it?

Lin Ran was puzzled, but if it was like what Zhu Yawen said, just reading would make him fall asleep.

Then this book cannot be researched at all.

Instruments may be needed to assist.

What Zhu Yawen wanted to say was not the mystery of the book, but said: "You only saw Chapter 1 and then reached the end? Then..."

After speaking, Zhu Yawen took Lin Ran to his warehouse for testing.

He said to the cultural relics inside: "I'm here to test you..."