Jing Chongwen, like the Wenxuan antique store, felt lifeless. He was sitting behind the table playing with a bronze object. From the corner of his eye, he saw two people coming in. He just said: "Please take a look if you need anything."

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This shop is not a small one in the antique street. In the eyes of an outsider like Hua Mao, the collection is very dazzling, a bit like a museum on TV, and there is not a trace of dust on all the exhibits, including the shelves.

Jing Chongwen is probably a true lover of antiques, and this kind of obsession cannot be faked.

The tabby cat was just watching the excitement, looking around as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden.

Gao Jun suddenly touched him with his hand, "Brother, this seems to be the real Tang Sancai..."

Huamao subconsciously wanted to ask, what is Tang Sancai, but that would be too cowardly. She swallowed the words and pretended to say: "Really? Let me take a look."

Huamao could see Gao Jun's obsessed expression, so it must be a very valuable thing.

"That's false!" Jing Chongwen was standing behind him before he knew it.

"Oh? Fake?" Gao Jun said in shock.

"Of course, who would put such expensive things on the shelf? Do you two want to buy some high-end goods?"

"Yeah, but it's a pity that this is a fake."

Jing Chongwen chuckled twice and continued, "Where do these two young gentlemen come from?"

"I'm a local. The boss probably doesn't go out often, otherwise he might recognize me. I learned how to walk on the road to this market."

"Oh? That young gentleman must be familiar with antiques. Please continue to look..."

The performance was over before the tabby cat could speak.

After Jing Chongwen finished speaking, he returned behind the table and sat down.

Gao Jun shrugged and whispered to the cat: "Let's go..."

"Is that the end?" After leaving the door, the cat was still confused.

Originally, he didn't expect to get any information when he walked in the door for the first time, but he was unexpectedly defeated so miserably.

"Brother, haven't you seen it yet? That guy could tell at a glance that we were not real buyers, so he didn't bother to pay attention to us."

"Damn it, this show is ruined!"

"This is actually normal. This industry relies on sharp eyesight, so if you stay a little longer, you will have a sharp eye. Brother, you want to investigate him, right? It can be seen that you are here with a mission."

"I won't hide it from you, the target is indeed Jing Chongwen. This person is related to a project of our company. You also said that if he does business like this, he will lose money long ago. There is no reason to continue to operate. So,

I think there must be something wrong with him."

"You are a person who does big things. I know the rules, and I don't ask for details. However, this matter is indeed a bit difficult. This Jing Chongwen has been running a shop here for seven or eight years. No one knows his details, and no one has done in-depth inspections.

It’s not easy to deal with interpersonal relationships.”

The tabby cat smokes hard.

Gao Jun thought for a while, then suddenly said excitedly: "How about looking for Mr. Huo?"

"who is it?"

"He is the first generation operator in this market. He has also served as the president of an industry association. People say he has a little underworld background. You know, after all, the market was not standardized at that time, so this is considered normal."

"Master Huo is a nosy person. There is nothing in this market that he doesn't know about. As he gets older, he becomes more and more indifferent to fame and wealth. He leaves the shop to his son to take care of. He lives in a small house and does nothing but drink every day.

I just play chess and live a very relaxed life."

Huamao said excitedly: "Then why is he willing to help us?"

"It depends on his mood. If he is happy, he can do whatever he wants; if he is unhappy, he might just pick up a broom and beat him!"

"Good boy, so fierce!"

"No, people say that the older he gets, the weirder his temper becomes."

"You have to overcome the difficulties! Since Mr. Huo likes to drink, we will do what he likes. We will go to the supermarket first and buy a box of good wine!"

"Okay, I'll drive."

In the concept of Huamao, dealing with a strange old man is the same as dealing with a woman. It is just a stalker, which is absolutely effective.

But when the two of them found the small house sandwiched between the two shops with high spirits, they found that the door was closed, and an old man who was playing chess next to them glanced at them and said: "Looking for Mr. Huo?

I went to my daughter’s house, come back in a few days!”

Huamao asked politely: "Uncle, how many days will you be back?"

"I don't know. Who knows how many days he can stay."

Okay, this is another rejection!

Huamao and Gao Jun returned to the car with their drinks in their arms.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"There is no other way. While waiting for Mr. Huo, I just stare at the door of Wenxuan Antique Shop!"

From the perspective of investigation, long-term tracking is the most reliable method, but it is not an efficient method. The tabby cat may not be able to afford to wait.

In the next few days, the two of them treated the car as their home and took turns staring at the door of the store.

There are sporadic customers, but most of them leave empty-handed. Jing Chongwen himself rarely goes out. He probably only buys some food when eating in the morning, and closes the door on time around six o'clock in the evening.

"Gao Jun, it seems we really have to count on Mr. Huo."

"Brother, don't tell me. Just looking at this store these past few days, I remembered that the spies I saw on TV were like this. I felt like he was a spy."

Huamao thought for a while and said, "You'd better go to Mr. Huo's place more often. As soon as he comes back, we'll go there as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

After staying up for another two days, Huatao finally met Mr. Huo.

The old man is very blessed, with a bald head, a round face, a white beard, and a big belly like the Maitreya Buddha. He stares and puts on a playful expression from time to time, and he always plays chess with other old men.

"Second Master, I am Gao Jun, do you still remember me?"

Mr. Huo glanced at him and said, "Gamble is back? Why didn't your father break your legs?"

Gao Jun turned around and glanced at Huamao, as if to say: Look, this is called being well-informed!

"You already know this? Are you living comfortably at your daughter's house now?"

"No one drinks or plays chess in the building. It's so comfortable!"

Gao Jun smiled awkwardly and continued: "Second Master, I have a friend who wants to ask you about something. You see..."

Mr. Huo turned his head and glanced at the smiling tabby cat behind him and the box of high-end liquor he was holding, and said: "This kind of wine is just like a girl who is too slender. It looks nice to the eyes, but feels fleshless and useless."

It tastes bad, don’t drink it!”

Huamao really couldn't believe that there was such a fallacy in the world. In the midst of embarrassment, Gao Jun seemed to suddenly realize, "Oh, I'm not sensible anymore. You have a strong taste. I'll change it for you!"

After saying that, he took the tabby cat back to the car.

"What's going on? Does it taste too strong?"

Gao Jun started the car and said: "People of their generation don't like this kind of wine that is too soft and soft. They like high-quality wine made from pure grains..."

"Oh? Then we are going to buy wine?"

"My dear, there is a sorghum winery in the town south of the city. Let's go there to buy some wine."

Huamao said: "I can see that this second master must at least let us visit the thatched cottage three times!"

"If he can talk to you, it's a good thing. If he doesn't pay attention to you at all, that's trouble!"

After driving for about twenty kilometers, I finally brought a large barrel of sorghum wine, which filled the car with the smell of wine, not to mention it was quite fragrant.

When they returned to the antique market, it was already lunch time. When the two of them went to the door, they saw that the door was closed again.

"Second Master went to take a bath. It will probably take him all afternoon. Come back tomorrow, young man..." said the old man playing chess.

Having no other choice, the two of them carried the large barrel of wine back to the trunk and headed back home.

At about seven o'clock in the morning the next day, Huamao was already standing at the door of Mr. Huo waiting in a polite manner.

It wasn't until after eight o'clock that the old man opened the door. He was not surprised at all when he saw the tabby cat. He just said lightly: "It's quite sensible. It didn't disturb my sleep."

"Second Master, I have brought back the good wine for you!" After Hua Mao finished speaking, Gao Jun quickly picked up the barrel of loose wine from the trunk.

The old man lay down and smelled it, with an intoxicated expression on his face, "Sorghum wine from the south of the city!"

"That's right, how about this wine, Second Master?"

Mr. Huo took two steps back and said, "Okay, come into the house, and I'll hear what you want to do."

The room is small and the furnishings are extremely simple. Each person sat down on a small stool. Huamao said, "I want to ask you about Jing Chongwen of Wenxuan Antique Shop."

Mr. Huo's expression became obviously serious and he asked, "What do you do?"

"I am the person in charge of a company. Senior, what I am doing is a decent thing. If you know anything, please feel free to teach me."

Mr. Huo widened his eyes and said in an exaggerated tone: "That boy is definitely not an ordinary person, he likes foreign women. Also, there is a secret passage behind his shop that can lead directly to the public toilet behind the building!
Chapter completed!