84. Confidential Information
Diamond warehouses are not warehouses with diamonds hidden, but special references to valuable warehouses.
Everyone in the wine knows how many high-quality warehouses Hans has won and how much money he has made during this period.
So under this premise, he also called a warehouse a diamond warehouse, and he could imagine how valuable the warehouse is!
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and this abnormal situation made Hans feel a little more awake.
He looked at the people around him in panic, scratched his head and muttered, "Diamond warehouse? Where is there a diamond warehouse? Damn I just dreamed, I was drunk, I'm leaving..."
While saying that, he staggered out.
Dogtail Reginard went up to support him enthusiastically, pulled him back and said, "No, no, Boss Fu, drunk people will not think they are drunk, we know your alcohol tolerance."
Hans proudly stubbornly said, "Of course, I'm not drunk! I'm going to go to the godmother! The Soviet iron rod wants to punish the girls all over the world!"
"It's still early now. Come on, Boss Fu continues to drink. I'll introduce you to a good girl later. The real Soviet bitch is smashed, and the big breasts are like volleyball. It's so satisfying!"
A big man next to him handed the beer to Hans, and someone pushed the beer away and changed it to a glass of whiskey.
Hans took it and looked at it without looking at it and poured it into his mouth.
Someone behind pushed the wine over, but he refused everyone and poured it into his stomach like drinking water.
Soon, he couldn't stand it anymore, and after another cup of whiskey was taken, he turned around and held the dog's tail Reginald squirted with a wow sound.
"Farke!" Reginald screamed angrily.
As a result, it was fine if he didn't open his mouth. Some turbid things were sprayed into his mouth after opening it.
The bartender at the counter changed and almost vomited.
A group of treasure pickers next to him also began to have stomach wriggles. They looked at Reginald sympathetically, and then were ready to get into the news about Hans.
Reginald was furious. He wanted to curse but didn't dare to speak. He wanted to push Hans away to clean his mouth but couldn't push it. He could only retching in pain.
After vomiting, Hans pushed Reginald away and staggered out.
"I want to fuck your whole family to death!" Mr. Dogtail could finally vent his words.
But no one cared about him, and several people rushed to support Boss Fu and said with concern: "Where are you going? I'll send you there?"
"Boss Fu must have to check out the diamond warehouse, right?"
"Old Fu is careful, don't bump into a chair here."
Hans waved his hand and said, "Diamond, uh, diamond warehouse, uh, it will be filmed only on Saturdays. Don't you don't want to worry, I want to have sex! Fuck Deanna! Deanna!"
"What's in the diamond warehouse? Open our eyes?" Black Jack said.
Hans smiled insanely and said, "It's great, the warehouse is great, I'm going to uh, uh, I'm going to get rich! Li's compatriots, uh, Chinese people have, and rich! Chinese porcelain!"
Hearing this, the crowd around him was boiling, and the listeners started to discuss excitedly:
"Shete, is it true or false? Chinese porcelain?"
"There has never been Chinese porcelain in Flagstaff City, I don't believe it!"
"I don't believe it either, but what if it's true? Let's hear it right!"
Hans mumbled behind him, saying something messy, but the treasure-picking people pieced together and probably understood what he meant:
A shareholder at Flagstaff American Academy, who had run away before, was a Chinese. He invested all the money he had cheated into Chinese antiques and hid it in a local warehouse company.
As a result, the pheasant university is now being investigated, and the shareholders run away. The family of the former owner of the warehouse is in San Francisco. They don’t know the value of the warehouse and want to take it out and auction it for money.
Through the relationship between Chinese people, Li Du found a way to get the general situation of the warehouse. They planned to make a big profit in this auction.
Apart from this news, Hans didn't say much, but just yelled to go find Deanna.
Deanna is a very famous girl in the red light district. She is beautiful, sexy, gentle and lively. These treasure pickers will come to her for fun when they make money.
So when Hans left, Black Jack and several others discussed for a while, then called Deanna and told her to find a way to get some news from Hans.
Of course, they are not the only ones who call Deanna...
The weather in the flagpole city for the next two days was clear, but the sky of the treasure picker was covered with clouds, and everyone was nervous about changing information.
After Hans went to the night of the Sixth, he didn't even leave the door, and the neighbors saw him quarrel with his Chinese companions.
The only one of the Smith Warehouse Company held the auction on the 8th, and the people who picked up the treasure easily got the news.
Someone contacted the warehouse company's administrator and got another news, that is, the warehouse client for this auction was a Chinese woman with children.
Some information has also been circulated from Deanna. There are several pieces of Chinese porcelain in the warehouse and several sets of mahogany furniture. Some warehouses use books as cover. The valuable things are protected by cotton foam boxes...
A day later, Smith Warehouse Company started auctioning, and a total of four warehouses were listed.
From early in the morning, the warehouse company was crowded with treasure pickers, and almost all the people engaged in warehouse auctions in the Flagpole City were present.
After Li Du and Hans arrived, their faces quickly became gloomy.
Then, someone heard the two quarrel while using the toilet:
"...You will kill you when you drink and kill us! You will kill us!" "Fake, I don't know how the news spread, it's not me..."
At nine o'clock in the morning, the old auctioneer wearing a cowboy hat slowly walked out and shouted at him:
"Go quickly, old Humphries, start the auction soon."
"You are going to make money today. Old guy, damn you must know what's going on."
"A bunch of idiots, don't trust this information, it's probably fake news!"
"Since that's the case, why are you here? What's the fake news worth seeing?"
The old auctioneer Humphries raised his hand and said quickly: "Shut up and listen to me that the auction has officially started now. I am going to open the door, but everyone saw that there are too many people, so four people come in line to carry out!"
Hans and Li Du stood in the middle of the crowd, their expressions still gloomy.
The man who was assigned to the same group with them smiled and said, "Happy, man, you will get a lot of money later."
"Shut up Charlton, we won't treat you as a giraffe if you don't speak." Hans said to the man viciously.
Giraffes are mutes among animals, and they cannot make sounds from their mouths in their lifetime.
The warehouse was opened, and there were several boxes stacked at the door, and neatly arranged books, and further inside were some covered wooden shelves.
"Damn it, it's really some books blocking the door!"
"Don't talk and look carefully. What is on that wooden shelf? Or a book?"
"No, that's a painting, Chinese painting!"
Everyone stared at the eyes wide and searched in with a flashlight, hoping to see every corner clearly.
Chapter completed!