Treasure Hunt America

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"Sure enough, it's a hero. I heard that the son of the Jin family is very good. I haven't paid attention to it yet. It seems that I really underestimate you. Wang Ha, but what can you do? You think you treat me like this. Brother, will I be soft on you? Do you know? You are poking a hornet's nest. You don't even know who you are fighting against? Have you forgotten, your father is still in our hands, don't worry, it won't work How soon will you be able to attend your father's funeral, then your mother's, then your own..."

When An Hong said these words, her eyes were cold and her tone was cold, as if she wanted to pull the young man in front of her down and take a few bites to eat meat.

A woman who has climbed from the ** position to today's white-glove status, An Hong is naturally not the kind of ordinary person. She has done nothing less than the shameful things, and she has even done it better than some men.

Being able to have today's status, An Hong's will will not be frightened by Jin Muchen's simple words, but the other party's arrogance, on the contrary, arouses her monstrous anger and resentment.

However, the young man on the opposite side sneered, then took out a kraft paper bag from the co-pilot, opened it slowly, took out a picture, and then slammed it on An Hong's face one by one.

In the photo is a little girl, holding the hand of a middle-aged foreigner aunt, walking on a tree-lined road, smiling happily.

"Really? But you're wrong, I know very well who I'm against. Haha. Before you speak next time, you should think about your family first, right? Your brother is still lying on the bed and hasn't woken up yet. Right? Your daughter seems to be doing pretty well in Los Angeles? She lives in a bungalow and has splendid clothing and food, but she never seems to know where her mother's money comes from, right? By the way, I forgot to ask. Is her surname An? Or is her surname Yan? Do you know about Yan Zhigao's wife? Should I tell Yan Zhigao his son Yan Peng? But anyway, your daughter is really good-looking, It should be very appealing to those who like children. You know there are a lot of good ones in the US. With your daughter's beauty, where should they be able to sell a high price. Haha, is this an upgrade? Inheriting the mother's business, but your daughter's innate conditions are better than yours, she can do it in one step. Can you sell it to the foreign master?"

Every time Jin Muchen said a word, An Hong's face became paler and paler. When he finally finished speaking, the soup bowl in An Hong's hand fell to the ground with a thud. (Baidu search network updates the fastest and most stable)

The young man on the opposite side still had a smile on his mouth, and the sun was still hanging high in the sky, but in the early spring of April, An Hong could not feel any warmth.

The handsome young man opposite. The image in her eyes has become a devil with claws and claws, as if she can swallow her whole family with one mouth. Not even the bones were spit out.

Her chest was rising and falling violently, and her mind was constantly fighting ideological battles.

Yan Zhigao is just her benefactor, **, the relationship between the two is nothing but a mutually beneficial relationship. If she makes up her mind, she has nothing to give up.

Her brother An Qiang. This is a worrying child, and their parents went early. More than ten years ago, in this world, they were two brothers and sisters who depended on each other for life, and they were blood kinship. This is someone she can't give up.

And now the other party is actually threatening her daughter who is far away in the United States. She must know that her daughter is her lifeblood and the closest person in the world to her.

The other party actually threatened to hurt the people closest to her, which made An Hong unacceptable no matter what.

If it was three days ago, An Hong would never have believed that the other party had such abilities, but now, her brother is lying in the hospital, and the photos of her daughter have already appeared in her hands, which makes An Hong extremely terrified. .

She was like an enraged lioness, she rushed to the window of the X5, and shouted at Jin Muchen with a grim face: "What do you want?"

And Jin Muchen smiled coldly: "You think about it today, figure it out, come to this place at night, let's have a good talk."

After saying that, he threw down an address, and then x5 walked away in a hurry.

After a day of ideological struggle, An Hong, who was even a little lost, appeared in a certain residential room in Hexi Town on time at night. The lighting in the room was very dim, and the conditions in the room were also very simple. the sofa, with a worn coffee table in the middle.

Seeing her entering the room, Jin Muchen motioned her to sit down.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

An Hong asked with a pale face. She asked herself this question all day and came up with thousands of answers, but she was not sure what the other party wanted to know.

"Looks like you figured it out."

The young man on the opposite side smiled lightly, revealing his snow-white teeth, and An Hong couldn't help but shivered.

"Okay, I want to know everything about Yan Zhigao, and where is his deadliest spot? Remember, don't play tricks with me. You should have called your daughter during the day, right? I don't know you got through no?"

Jin Muchen looked at An Hong with a sneer and said, An Hong's body trembled suddenly, and then her face became bloodless pale.

Using a child to threaten a woman is despicable, but Jin Muchen doesn't feel ashamed at all.

Who made this girl the child of a corrupt official? At this time, don't say that she is innocent. The reason why she can live a good life in the United States today is not because of her father and mother, who are desperately searching for people's fat and cream in the country?

An Hong also knew that she had no other choice, so she nodded and said with a blank face, "Yan Zhigao's death point lies in his famous old husband..."

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Shen Qingwen walked out of the house with a smile. The new babysitter is really good. At eighteen years old, even a tender one can squeeze water, but that figure is only for a twenty-eight-year-old woman. In fashionable terms, it should be How do you say it?

Yes, the face of an angel, the figure of a devil!

It's rare that Yan Peng's child has a heart, and such a girl doesn't know where he got it.

Thinking of his well-behaved grandson, Shen Qingwen's heart felt even more at ease. Although he was a grandson, this child was filial and self-motivated, and that was enough.

Thinking about what the child said to him some time ago, should he call those old comrades in the capital to help him talk?

Shen Qingwen, who is 68 this year, rose from the top of Jincheng to the provincial capital. It has been a few years since he retired. After retiring, the old man did not stay in the provincial capital, but returned to his hometown of Jincheng.

When he was in power, he was notoriously clean and strong-willed. After retirement, Shen Qingwen was seen as a kind old man in the eyes of many people.

And from the day he retired, the old man began to learn how to cultivate his mind, and usually likes to play chess with others, or find a place to fish.

Otherwise, he was reading and writing at home, and he was even invited to serve as the president of the Jincheng Calligraphy Association because of his beautiful handwriting.

Over the years, whenever there are some large commercial venues in Jincheng City, they are all honored to be able to get a painting of Lao Shen's calligraphy.

The old man's calligraphy and paintings are quite famous in the Jincheng area.

Two years ago, a pair of characters he wrote during the Spring Festival unexpectedly spread, and it was auctioned for a sky-high price of 200,000 yuan. After that, people often came to his house with cash to ask for characters.

The old man didn't refuse, but he just changed hands and donated all the money to the Charity Federation and the Hope Project. As a result, the reputation of Shen's brilliant writing and benevolence became more and more famous in Jincheng City.

But those who are familiar with him know that in the past two years, the old man Shen has gained another interest, that is, collecting, whether it is the calligraphy and painting of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, or the porcelain and jade pieces, this is the old man's favorite for the past two years.

The place this old man goes to the most every day is the flower and bird market in Jincheng.

Jincheng is a small fourth-tier city, and its economy is not particularly developed, so there is no special antique market here. There are only a few sporadic antique shops, located on the edge of the flower and bird market.

This old man likes to visit this place the most, and he has to go almost every day for the past two years.

But when he did not go there, Lao Ye always kept his car light and simple, never let a special car pick him up, and walked there by himself.

In this way, the bosses of the Flower and Bird Market who had fought with him many times did not know that this inconspicuous old man with white hair was actually the former boss of Jincheng.

This day, the old man came out of the house swaying early in the morning~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then walked to the Boguzhai next to the flower and bird market. This is the largest and most formal antique shop in Jincheng area. , is also the one that Secretary Shen usually likes to visit.

Because I often come here, the boss and the second person here know the old man, and they all nodded and greeted him when they saw him come in.

However, the owner did not come over to chat with Hala as enthusiastically as in the past, because at this time, just one person was selling things at the counter.

"I said, eldest brother, I'm not sure about your stuff, but the price you're asking for is really too expensive. Three hundred thousand, are you kidding me?"

"How am I kidding? This Yunzi is an authentic Yongchang product, and it is also an old item from the Qing Dynasty. If my mother was not hospitalized, I would be reluctant to sell this thing. Boss, if you are willing If you want, give a sincere price, if you don't want it, then forget it."

A sloppy young man with messy hair, a square face, and black-rimmed glasses stood in front of the counter and argued with the boss.

The shop owner immediately contradicted, and the dispute between them quickly attracted the attention of Shen Qingwen who had just entered the door. (To be continued)