After making an appointment with Bian Qiang on the phone, Jiang Fan went there alone. Jiang Fan did not call Yi Anhai because Jiang Fan was really worried about his condition at this time.

After arriving at the agreed location, Jiang Fan saw Bian Qiang sitting alone in the cafe drinking coffee. Seeing Bian Qiang as a big and slutty, Jiang Fan couldn't help but smile.

"I said Mr. Bian, I'm really surprised that you can drink coffee so leisurely."

Faced with Jiang Fan's joke, Bian Qiang had no concern at all. Instead, he signaled Jiang Fan not to speak, and then handed Jiang Fan a note from under the table.

There were a few words written on the note. After Jiang Fan read it, he was shocked.

"You're being followed!"

When these five big words appeared in front of Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan carefully recalled the past when he came here just now, but did not find anything unusual, so Jiang Fan wanted to get up.

At this moment, one hand pressed tightly on Jiang Fan's shoulder. When he saw this hand, Jiang Fan's face looked a little surprised because the thick calluses on his hand had already let Jiang Fan know who the person was!

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Fan asked in confusion. He clearly did not alarm Yi Anhai, but Yi Anhai appeared in front of him.

"The auction is still two days away, you can't have any accidents. You just came here with you all the way, but you didn't notice it. Do you think I can rest assured if you come out by yourself?"

Yi Anhai sat next to Jiang Fan with a cup of coffee, his eyes were always on the coffee tea in his hand, and he did not leave the coffee when he spoke to Jiang Fan.

In fact, the note in Bian Qiang's hand just now was Yi Anhai who was ready to hand it to Bian Qiang. After hearing Yi Anhai's words, Jiang Fan chose to remain silent.

"Okay, let me talk about my purpose here first."

Seeing that he was a little embarrassed, Bian Qiang quickly changed the subject and took out a photo from his arms. The photo was a bronze object, which looked like a tripod from the photo.

"This bronze tripod was something from the Western Zhou Dynasty. It was originally placed in Zeng Guoqiang's office. After Zeng Guoqiang was taken away, his office was stolen and lost. This was only known the day before yesterday."

Bian Qiang's tone was like the second Mr. Qin. Jiang Fan had an illusion, but he quickly shook his head and threw this illusion aside and continued to listen carefully.

"There is news that this thing appeared at this auction. Although the thing itself is valuable, the story behind him is even more valuable, so Mr. Qin is preparing to take it back!"

When talking about taking the characters, Bian Qiang deliberately increased his voice. Although Jiang Fan understood what was going on, there was a person who shouldn't have appeared in Jiang Fan's sight!

"Wang Siqing! You! Your soul is not dispersed!"

When Jiang Fan saw Wang Siqing, he almost bounced off his seat. Jiang Fan still had a good impression of Wang Siqing because he was not as stingy as a man in Shanghai.

"Do you know how many things have I pushed back to save you? You actually said that my soul is still in dispersed?"

Wang Siqing pretended to be angry and wanted to turn around and leave, but Jiang Fan quickly got up, came to Wang Siqing's side, and hugged Wang Siqing.

"Siqing, you see that you have come here, we can't stay in the small place we rented, and the hotel is full. Can you show your compassion and find us a place to live?"

Jiang Fan, who originally wanted to extort Wang Siqing some money, did not expect that Wang Siqing was so careless.

"It's okay, just have a place to rest. If it really doesn't work, just be in the car."

Wang Siqing, who had no match for him at all, really disappointed Jiang Fan. After that, the two of them sat back in their seats. Wang Siqing came with Bian Qiang, so he also had some understanding of the bronze tripod.

Bian Qiang was unwilling to talk about the bronze cauldron, so Jiang Fan did not receive any substantial news. After chatting for a while, everyone returned to the courtyard.

Although it is not very big, it is still very easy to live in seven or eight people. The arrival of everyone also made the courtyard much more lively.

After sending Bian Qiang into the room, Jiang Fan and Wang Siqing looked at each other. Both of them wanted to speak, but they did not open their mouths. Instead, they left the courtyard in the past.

Walking to Wang Siqing's car, Wang Siqing opened the car door, and the two of them sat in. Both of them entered the car chose to remain silent, and no one spoke first.

"Tell me, what's the story about this bronze tripod?"

Jiang Fan asked with a puzzled look on his face, then lit a cigarette, and Wang Siqing also lit a cigarette. The two of them talked about the bronze tripod while sucking clouds and spitting mist in the car.

"This bronze tripod is actually our Wang family's thing, so I want to get it back."

After Wang Siqing said these words, some emotional changes appeared on his face. Jiang Fan did not continue to ask. He knew that Wang Siqing would say it.

"This bronze tripod was taken away by the Liu family in Yanjing from the Wang family at that time, but I don't know why it fell into Zeng Guoqiang's hands. This is the main purpose of my visit to Shencheng this time. Li Zhenhua's affairs are just to cover up."

After Wang Siqing finished speaking, she pulled out another cigarette and lit it. Jiang Fan adjusted the seat back and changed to a comfortable position, looking at Wang Siqing beside him.

Wang Siqing seemed to be extremely relaxed at this time. From Wang Siqing's mouth, Jiang Fan learned something that he had never heard of before.

It turned out that the Wang family had left Shencheng before and went to Shanghai. Of course, the way the Wang family left was not very decent, and they were driven out.

"You don't seem to care at all?"

Jiang Fan asked Wang Siqing that Wang Siqing seemed to be more interested in freedom compared to his family's affairs, and Jiang Fan could also understand it.

"These things are all things from the previous generation. I was born and raised in Shanghai. When I grew up, someone suddenly told me that I needed to bear the hatred of my family? Is it ridiculous?"

Wang Siqing stared at Jiang Fan with a wry smile. When Jiang Fan looked at Wang Siqing, he didn't say a word. Jiang Fan could feel Wang Siqing's helplessness, but Jiang Fan was not very understandable.

"I'm sorry, because I haven't experienced it, so I can't empathize with it, but don't worry, I've made a promise as a friend!"

Jiang Fan stretched out his hand and held Wang Siqing's hand tightly together. The two of them then smiled knowingly. Jiang Fan then took out a Qi and Blood Pill from his arms.
Chapter completed!