Chapter 449 The down-and-out boss, the sunshine, the poor writer (31)
Bai Cha's face had completely turned cold.
During the farce on the third floor just now, Song Rulan had already seen Wu Yu's true face.
You should also know how much injustice the original owner has suffered because of Wu Yu over the years.
Also, 125 just gave her a live broadcast. During the live broadcast, Wu Yu said everything that needed to be said.
Bribing assistants and getting involved in car accidents.
With so many things put together, has Song Rulan been kicked in the head?
I actually thought that this matter would be over by just apologizing.
Taking a deep breath:
"I'm sorry, Ms. Song. First of all, I don't understand. I even think what you said is funny.
Secondly, you are just a family and have nothing to do with me.
Finally, I have never heard of a murderer who could just pretend to apologize and get away with it.
You should go back and take care of Miss Wu Yu, after all, she needs you as a mother more."
After saying that, Bai Cha turned around and left. Song Rulan still wanted to chase her. Bai Cha frowned and turned around: "Ms. Song, if you continue to pester like this, I will call the police.
Besides, you don’t really think that after all these years, you and Mr. Bai have been clean and innocent, right?”
"If you really feel that way, I have nothing to say."
After saying Bai Cha, she turned around and left without looking at the expression on Song Rulan's face.
Just as he was about to get in the car, the cell phone in his bag rang suddenly.
Without thinking, Bai Cha took out his phone and hung up to block it.
This world is a bit too bad, and it doesn't even give her and He Zheng any peace.
It seems that we need to get rid of these fleas as soon as possible...
In the car, He Zheng watched Bai Cha hang up the phone again.
There was still a gentle smile on that face, but the dark pupils behind the lenses were unexpectedly deep.
His long fingers tapped his knees.
Whose phone number is it?
Just as he was thinking about it, Bai Cha opened the door and got into the car:
"Let's go. You don't need to be polite when you see people from the Bai family in the future. It's hopeless."
He Zheng rubbed Bai Cha's head:
"Okay, let's go eat hot pot. I just saw a hot pot restaurant with very good reviews."
When it comes to eating, Bai Cha's complexion instantly improves a lot.
"Let's go, let's go, I'm going to starve to death."
He Zheng kissed Bai Cha gently on the forehead, but did not ask who made the call.
Song Rulan watched He Zheng's car passing in front of her, squatting on the ground and burst into tears.
What evil has she done!
After dinner and white tea, He Zheng took him directly to the bank.
When Bai Cha looked at the inheritance list left by the original owner's grandmother, he felt that the amount was considerable. It was only when he got to the bank that Bai Cha realized how substantial it was. There were two bank insurance warehouses, and the landlord's family was not so arrogant!
After spending a long time, Bai Cha found the pair of jade bottles that he had given to the owner of the antique shop last night.
Close the bank warehouse and deliver the vase to the antique shop.
When he knew that white tea was coming, the owner of the antique shop came out to greet him warmly.
The boss looks very young, wearing a Chinese-style cotton and linen shirt, holding a fan in his hand, and wearing retro monocle glasses on his left eye.
Gentle and honest, it makes people's eyes bright.
Wearing white gloves on his hands, he waited until Bai Cha and He Zheng took their seats before opening the box on the table and carefully lifting the white jade vase on the table.
After checking that it was authentic, he carefully put the antique back in his hand.
Then he went to see Bai Cha: "Miss Bai, do you really want to sell these pairs of jade bottles?
This pair of jade bottles is a rare treasure.
The key point is that they are a pair, both beautiful and collectible, they are already at the top level.
Put it up for auction, starting at 30 million.
But if you store it with me and sell it, it may only sell for more than 30 million at most.
If you need money, I suggest you conduct an auction."
Bai Cha put down the teacup in his hand and smiled gently at the man:
"The price doesn't matter, I just want to find someone I'm destined for."
The owner of the antique shop looked surprised: "But what's the story?"
White Tea rubbed the wall of the cup with her fingers and thought to herself: The story of fishing.
But when he spoke, he looked helpless: "I had a car accident some time ago and met a fortune teller.
He said that I had too many antiques in my hands. I was young and light-toned, so it was better to let go of them appropriately.
It can not only bless everyone, but also alleviate my bad luck.
In fact, I didn’t believe this at first, but I have indeed been unlucky recently.
After thinking about it, I decided to give it a try as the gentleman said.
So I asked this gentleman to help me with this jade bottle."
The owner of the antique shop showed a clear look: "I didn't expect there to be such a tortuous story.
Speaking of which, I have a close friend who is very interested in this. If you don't mind, I'll contact him and we can arrange to meet him at the weekend to see if it's suitable.
He knows these things himself, has a certain family background, and is a good person. If he likes it, he will definitely not let Miss Bai's jade bottle bury him."
"That's the best thing, so I'll bother Mr. Zhou." Bai Cha pretended to be surprised.
Look, the fish has taken the bait now.
The two chatted for a while, and after finalizing the contract, Bai Cha took He Zheng's hand and left the antique store.
As soon as Bai Cha left, Zhou Sheng carried the box containing the jade bottle to the car and drove towards the bank building not far away.
Bai Cha sat in the car and watched Zhou Sheng's car drive into the avenue, with a meaningful smile on his lips.
He Zheng pinched her soft cheek: "You've gone far, why are you still looking?"
Turning back, Bai Cha leaned her body against the man, raised her head slightly, and smiled so hard that her eyes disappeared:
"Mr. He, why do these words sound so sour?"
He Zheng made no secret of his jealousy: "You just came out of the jealous jar, can you not be sour?"
Bai Cha couldn't hold it back and laughed directly at the man: "Well, who said that? Find someone mature and steady, not jealous."
As he spoke, Bai Cha gently scratched the man's waist twice.
He Zheng looked down at Bai Cha, wrapped his long arms in his arms, and rested his big hands on Bai Cha's waist dishonestly:
"Then do you know why the baby is jealous?
Because I like it, because I care.
Other people’s girlfriends call their boyfriend Baobao. My dear, why do you still call me Mr. He when you get to Baobao?
You just called that Mr. Zhou Shengzhou.
What's the difference between me and that Zhousheng in the baby's eyes?"
If he hadn't been in the car, He Zheng would have really wanted to punish the child severely.
Bai Cha gently rubbed his forehead against He Zheng's chin: "Don't you know the difference?
If we really want to get to the bottom of it, have you ever chased me?"
He Zheng looked at Bai Cha innocently: "I never chased him." But I tripped over him.
Bai Cha snorted softly and was about to speak when she heard the man continue: "If I remember correctly, it was you who took the initiative to jump into my arms."
"When you helped me upstairs, you touched my abdominal muscles and chest muscles."