The sound from the other end of the phone seemed a bit like Shen Zhiqian?
She frowned.
What's going on?
At this time, the sounds became noisy there.
I don't know if the signal is bad or something, intermittent.
She couldn't hear clearly, so she hung up the phone.
Push open the car door and get out.
Jiang Yaojing is back at this time.
Song Yunyun stood and waited for him to enter the house together.
"Have you just returned?" Jiang Yaojing walked over and asked.
Song Yunyun nodded.
Jiang Yaojing raised his arm and put it on her shoulders and hugged her gently.
Just as I was about to enter the house.
Her cell phone rang again.
She frowned and picked up.
Soon a voice came, "Yunyun, come and save me..."
Song Yunyun, “???”
"Is it Shen Zhiqian?" she asked tentatively.
"Yes, it's me...you come, come here..."
"alright……"
Then there was the sound of beeping...
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yaojing asked.
Why are your brows so tightly?
"It seems to be Shen Zhiqian."
"It seems?" Jiang Yaojing didn't understand.
Song Yunyun nodded, "I'm not sure, it seems it's him."
"What did he call you?" Jiang Yaojing pressed his eyebrows.
Yesterday I pestered myself to drink with him.
Today I called again to harass Song Yunyun.
What exactly does he want to do?
Song Yunyun didn't know if he was in a bad mood because An Lu was in a bad mood.
Listening to the movement over there, it seemed that something happened to him.
She raised her head and said, "You can accompany me? Otherwise I won't feel at ease."
Jiang Yaojing pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, "What can he do? Don't worry."
He hugged the man, "Let's go home."
"Let's go and have a look," said Song Yunyun.
Jiang Yaojing looked at her for two seconds, but in the end he could only agree to her, "Okay."
When he got into the car, he asked, "Do you know the address?"
Song Yunyun thought about it and replied, "It seems that some Iri Vision is?"
Jiang Yaojing didn't know which place he was, so he opened the navigation and found the place.
It was half an hour later to get there.
There were several people at the door, and Shen Zhiqian was escorted.
There are still several injuries on his face.
It was obviously beaten.
Song Yunyun and Jiang Yaojing got out of the car.
Seeing them coming, Shen Zhiqian raised his lips, "Are you here?"
Jiang Yaojing looked cold, "What's going on?"
Never end?
Shen Zhiqian smiled, "Actually nothing."
Now everyone else is awake.
"Who are you?" a bald man walked up to him and asked.
"I can take responsibility for him, tell me, what did he do and how can I release him?" Jiang Yaojing went straight to the point.
When the bald man heard this, someone paid the bill and immediately took out a spitted pickled painting and said, "He came to the art exhibition, but he spitted our paintings like this. He must pay me a penalty.
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"How much."
"Two hundred thousand." said the bald man.
"Your painting is worth 200,000? I've painted it better with my feet." Shen Zhiqian made a profit, but did not break away, "You let me go."
"Why, you haven't got a memory yet?" The bald man stared at Shen Zhiqian warningly, "You're the best, be honest."
Song Yunyun also asked Shen Zhiqian not to speak.
But Shen Zhiqian was not right, "I'm telling the truth, a broken painting is worth 200,000 yuan, why don't you grab it?"
Jiang Yaojing glanced at him suddenly.
It seems to be saying that it causes trouble.
Shen Zhiqian also knew that he had caused trouble, so he pulled his lips and stopped saying a word.
Painting belongs to the art category.
This is something that cannot be priced.
Jiang Yaojing didn't want to argue with such a person, so he signed a check of 200,000 yuan for him.
Song Yunyun whispered to Jiang Yaojing, "This is not a painting by a famous painter."
Even art.
It also pays attention to the celebrity effect.
Paintings that no one cares about are not painted by celebrities.
It's hard to get linked to art.
If it is not circulated in the world, it will not produce value.
Even if Jiang Yaojing has money, he cannot squander so much.
Jiang Yaojing gave her a reassuring look, "I will deal with it."
Song Yunyun believed that he could handle it well, so she stopped talking.
"Let me go." Jiang Yaojing said.
The bald man got the money and asked his subordinates to let him go.