Rebirth: I escort the male god

"Can we find a place to talk?" Shen Xingran looked at them calmly.

Huo Qiyan glanced at the guests coming in and out of the surrounding boxes and knew that this was not a good place to talk, but as for Shen Xingran, for some reason, she always felt that this person was somewhat unfathomable and hard to see through.

Just like now, he is clearly standing opposite me and talking, but it always feels like there is a layer of glass between us and I can't touch him.

Just when Huo Qiyan was hesitating, Feng Rucen stepped forward and stood in front of Huo Qiyan, looking at him with a protective attitude, "Can I ask my friend to find an office for us upstairs?"

"I'm fine. Just lead the way, Mr. Feng." Shen Xingran said with a smile.

Holding Huo Qiyan's hand, Feng Rucen walked to the front first, but his face became more and more solemn. This person was definitely not simple. He had never introduced himself, but the other party obviously knew him. How did Xiaoqi know this person? This kind of dangerous person, you still have to be careful.

When they came upstairs, Feng Rucen briefly explained the situation to Wen Nian. Wen Nian generously left his office to them, while he went to sit at the bar downstairs.

"Mr. Shen, what do you want to tell me?"

After Wen Nian left, the three of them found a seat and sat down. Seeing that Shen Xingran was just looking at the office with admiration and had no intention of speaking, Huo Qiyan had to take the lead in breaking the deadlock.

Shen Xingran withdrew his gaze from all around and fixed his eyes on the somewhat nervous Huo Qiyan. He smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, it's not a big deal. I just want to provide after-sales service."

"Ah? After-sales service?" These words made Huo Qiyan even more confused. What did he need after-sales service for?

But when she saw Shen Xingran pointing at the gardenia brooch on her chest, Huo Qiyan suddenly realized, "You mean the brooch I customized? It's been so long, and there's still after-sales service? Are you a craftsman in a handicraft shop?"

Because Shen Xingran never revealed his identity, Huo Qiyan just thought he was an ordinary craftsman, but Feng Rucen didn't think so. This man's personality and behavior were definitely not what a craftsman should have.

"No, I'm the owner, but the brooch you customized was indeed made by me, so it's correct to say that I'm a craftsman." Shen Xingran said.

"So are you here for after-sales service today?"

It is quite rare for after-sales service to come to the club... Huo Qiyan silently complained in his heart, but his expression was too obvious, and Shen Xingran couldn't pretend he didn't see it.

"I just happened to meet up with a friend here for fun today. It was a coincidence that I ran into Mr. Huo. But since I'll need you for after-sales service later, I just took the opportunity to tell you today. I didn't mean to stalk you."

I really didn't follow them, I just knew they would come here, so I came here to wait for them, Shen Xingran thought.

In order to verify his guess, he needed to go to Huo Qiyan's house, and the brooch he had customized before gave him a good excuse.

Hearing him say that, Huo Qiyan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but still had to explain to Shen Xingran, "That's not what I meant, but the brooch is at home. I'll take it to the store and show it to you when I have time?"

"No, the store is too far away. I am also providing after-sales service to two other customers recently. Please see when it is convenient for you. I can come to check it out."

In order to gain Huo Qiyan's trust, he took out his mobile phone and showed him the photos of several guests he had taken.

Seeing that the items on the screen were indeed from different people's homes and different handicrafts, Huo Qiyan relaxed his guard a little, as long as they were not scheming against him.

But Feng Rucen didn't think so. There is no such thing as no gain without hard work. There is no free lunch in the world. If it was for the after-sales service of the product, he could make an appointment for them by calling them, but Shen Xingran did not do that.

He didn't believe the excuse of chance encounter at all, but seeing that Huo Qiyan was already happily chatting with the other party, he didn't say anything to spoil the fun. He only followed one principle in doing things, as long as Xiaoqi was happy.

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Soon it was time for Shen Xingran to come over. Because Feng Rucen was worried that Huo Qiyan could deal with Shen Xingran alone, he took a leave of absence and stayed at home to accompany him.

But today Shen Xingran behaved very normally. He first used professional equipment to check the specific condition of the brooch, and then recolored the dirty and faded parts. He did not do anything strange.

Because the color touch-up took a long time, he was busy until lunch time. Huo Qiyan invited Shen Xingran to have lunch together, but was rejected. He said that he had customers who needed after-sales service in the afternoon and left in a hurry.

Huo Qiyan had no choice but to send the person to the door, and then returned home with Feng Rucen to have lunch, prepare to take a nap, and return to the company in the afternoon to deal with the pile of affairs.

Feng Rucen looked at Shen Xingran's back as he left, lowered his eyes and concealed the doubts in his heart. Could it be that he was too conspiracy-theorizing, and Shen Xingran was really just here to provide after-sales service?

Little did they know that when Shen Xingran got into his car, he called his men and said, "The samples have been obtained. Let the laboratory personnel arrive immediately. I need to conduct an identification immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Xingran looked at the two strands of hair in his hand, with a slight smile on his face. "Aunt, I should be able to find you this time."

In fact, the moment he entered the Huo family and saw their family portrait, Shen Xingran had already confirmed that Huo Qiyan's mother was the daughter of his long-lost aunt. After all, Huo's mother really looked like his aunt.

But to be on the safe side, we still need to do an appraisal as soon as possible. Grandpa can't wait any longer, and we need something happy to happen as soon as possible to give him some will to survive, otherwise the Zhong family may fall into the hands of that woman.

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Shen Xingran over there has made new progress, and Bu Tianlang, who is far away abroad, has also received the information sent by his subordinates. Looking at the photo of the eldest daughter of the Zhong family, Bu Tianlang felt his eyes go dark, "Are you sure the information is accurate?"

[Boss, this is a photo of the eldest daughter of the Zhong family taken forty years ago. I bought it from a nanny who had worked in the Zhong family for more than fifty years. It is absolutely genuine.]

"Good... it's been hard work. The hard work fee will be transferred to your account later."

【Thank you Sir】

After reading the information in his hand several times, Bu Tianlang felt a headache. He had heard of the crazy woman in the Zhong family, but he just treated her as a joke. But now she was related to Xiaoyu, so he couldn't ignore her.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to find an ally. He didn't know which part of the information the crazy woman got wrong. She thought Xiao Qi was the son of the eldest daughter of the Zhong family and wanted to harm him for the inheritance rights. If she knew about Xiao Yu's existence, it would be unimaginable. Although he had the ability to protect him, he couldn't let Xiao Yu be in danger.

"Hey, I'm going back tomorrow. Let's talk about Xiao Qi's assassination."