Zhong Jing knows that antiques are valuable, but this thing is too valuable.

Cultural inheritance, or is it because of scarcity?

Zhong Jing put away the"Moonlight Game Picture". This thing is quite valuable and can be given to his elders.

Zhong Jing thought for a moment and found that none of his elders seemed to like antiques.

There may be someone you like, but you don’t know it.

After all, I was a poor person in my previous life.

Can't afford antiques either

"Boy, are you for sale? Our laboratory can give you a very generous price." The elderly want to buy

"Thank you for your kindness. To be honest, I am not short of money." Zhong Jing shook his head.

He is indeed not short of money. A helicopter costs more than 150 million.

"Okay, then I will issue you a certificate of identification." The old man nodded and walked away.

At this time, another place was in a mess.

······

In the early morning, Boss, Huzi and others got up and brushed their teeth.

Yesterday, I met a person who was taken advantage of and actually gave meI have 60,000 yuan, which is really rich.

See if you can meet someone like this again.

He likes people like this, cheerful and rich.

The boss opened the drawer to see whose bills were due soon, and then reminded them.

But something happened that confused him.

No more. Everything in my drawer has disappeared.

"Wocao, what's going on?" The boss's eyes widened. He looked around and saw, yes, it's this drawer. Where are the things inside?

Then, the boss opened the other two drawers. What's in them? All gone

"My day, tiger, tiger," the boss suddenly shouted

"Boss, what's wrong?"Huzi hurriedly walked out of the toilet.

"Have you taken anything from the drawer?"The boss looked anxious.

"What should I do with this thing?" Huzi looked confused,"Aren't you keeping this thing all the time?"

"The nest grass is gone, everything is gone." The boss looked anxious.

"It's impossible, check the surveillance system." Huzi didn't believe it.

In the whole room, they were the only ones here, and no one would take it.

"Yes, there is surveillance." Then, everyone checked the surveillance.

But nothing happened.

"Impossible. Is it haunted?"Everyone was immediately confused.

What's going on?

Why did this happen?

Oh my god.

Where are the things?

Everyone rummaged through the boxes, but they couldn't find the signed loan contract, the mortgaged ID card, and a USB flash drive.

"It's impossible. Is it really haunted and things can disappear?" Everyone was a little confused.

No one came.

The surveillance was not broken.

Where are the things?

""Brother", at this moment, Hu Tou seemed to have thought of something, and his voice started to tremble a little.

"What's wrong?"The boss looked at Huzi

"Safe, safe", Hu Zi was anxious.

"The boss seemed to understand something. He was anxious just now, and now he seemed to have discovered something.

Then, the boss quickly came to the room and pressed the password.

Only he knew this password.

He set it himself..

Very tight.

When he opened the door of the safe, he collapsed directly to the ground.

Gone, everything was gone.

Everything inside was gone.

"Who, who is it?"The boss suddenly became angry.

His eyes were red.

The monitor couldn't capture it.

Could he be invisible?

"Boss, where is the painting? The painting is gone?"Huzi suddenly became anxious.

"No more." The boss shook his head.

"Wocao, that's Tang Bohu's authentic work. Do you know how much it costs?"When everyone heard that the money was gone, they were immediately anxious.

They came together because of the money.

Now······

All the money was gone, and there was sudden internal strife.

"Of course I knew about the money, but now it’s gone, what can I do?"

"Boss, you couldn't have been the one who stole the things." Some people looked at the boss with deep disbelief in their eyes.

"You fart, why should I commit suicide? Get out of here." The boss suddenly became anxious.

If it is really proven that he committed suicide, he will die miserably.

After all, there is still a boss above him.

He is only responsible for this area.

"Only you know the password. No one can open it except you."

"If I had stolen it, I would have run away a long time ago and I am still here." The boss is so aggrieved, you motherfucker, you are even doubting me.

"This thing was lost in our hands. If Brother Wen finds out, we will all die miserably, especially that calligraphy and painting, which Brother Wen ordered." Huzi was also anxious. People will die.

How much time and energy they spent on this calligraphy and painting.

In the end, they asked the other party to mortgage the calligraphy and painting to them.

Now that the thing is lost, they must find themselves.

It’s not that they don’t know Brother Wen’s methods, they are scared just thinking about it.

"Let's run," one person said tremblingly.

They don't want to die.

"Run, yes, let’s run. If we run, we still have a glimmer of hope. If we don’t run, we will really be doomed." The boss nodded. He didn’t care about anything and everyone started running away. Only Huzi had a cold light in his eyes._Look For the non-underlined version of the novel, please download Feilu Novels

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