Zhuang Rui held the little white lion in his arms, sat in the passenger seat of the Hummer, and asked Liu Chuan who was driving: "Rogue, is that friend of yours unreliable? What we are doing is illegal."
Liu Chuan was driving a Hummer in downtown Lhasa. In front of their car, there was a Santana, but it was leading the way for the Hummer.
Brother and sister Qin Xuanbing, Leilei and Baimengan, left Tibet by plane after visiting the Potala Palace yesterday afternoon. Qin Xuanbing did not talk to Zhuang Rui again until she left. After Zhuang Rui woke up, he wanted to go back to Tibet.
He didn't even have a chance to reminisce about his kiss with Fangze. He didn't know how many times he had secretly scolded himself for being stupid in the past two days.
After Zhou Rui consulted with his boss, he actually stayed. Once the two cars left at the same time, they would look out for each other and the road would be much safer. Another point was that Zhou Rui knew that the two of them were going to Lhasa.
The black market for cultural relics here is also a little worried. After all, after these days' experience, they have carried guns together, and their relationship is really good. Zhou Rui decided to go with them. In case of encountering a gangster eating gangster situation, with his
His skills can also protect the two of them.
"You said the relationship introduced by Brother Song is not reliable. If he didn't have time, he would have flown over to participate in this black market auction. It is said that there are many good things in it. I said wood, brother, it depends on your luck this time.
Ah, if we can cover up with another good thing, we two brothers will be rich and famous in the next life. By the way, Brother Zhou will also share a share this time.
Breaking the law? What does it mean to break the law? I didn’t steal a lot of money, and I didn’t own a bank account. I spent money to buy things. Who dares to say that I broke the law? Then again, people like Brother Song dare to go to the black market. We are just idiots.
What’s there to be afraid of?”
Liu Chuan was driving while talking about the train. He didn't know the news originally. After all, he was a pet player and had nothing to do with the antiques industry. He had never thought about it. It was just that the day before yesterday, Liu Chuan and
Song Jun talked on the phone and told Song Jun that when he got a good mastiff dog, he heard Song Jun mention it casually, and then thinking about Zhuang Rui's incredible luck during this period, Liu Chuan decided to try his luck.
Liu Chuan has been hanging out in the flower and bird market for several years. He has long heard people talk about black market auctions, and now he wants to experience it. Anyway, with Zhou Rui, an unpredictable master, he is not afraid of those who run the black market.
Hey, besides, the three guns on the Humvee are not vegetarian.
As for whether it is illegal to buy and sell things on the black market, Liu Chuan is not clueless. He specifically asked Song Jun. Song Jun said that even if the police caught this thing, the responsibility still lies with the black market organizers. These buyers are the most
You can recover the items you purchased without incurring any criminal liability, and if you find connections, you can also get the money you paid for the items back.
With Song Jun's words, Liu Chuan made up his mind to go. He knew that the benefits of the antique business were many times greater than selling pets. In the past, people like Old Man Lu looked down on him and were unwilling to take him.
After entering the industry, now that his brother has this ability, Liu Chuan naturally has to put it into practice.
After using the phone number given by Song Jun to contact the organizer of the black market in Lhasa, they have been waiting for news from the other party. Until this morning, the other party called and said that there was a car to pick him up. How could Liu Chuan
I didn't want to sit in that person's Santana, so I followed him in a Hummer.
"Just don't let anything happen. I've heard of the black market transactions you mentioned before, but in Tibetan areas, most of these transactions are Tibetan antelope skins and some relatively precious medicinal materials.
,As for antiques, I’ve heard less about them before.”
Zhou Rui did not drive the Desert Prince, but sat in the compartment of the Hummer. Although he could not carry a gun, his knife that never left his body was hidden in a place that no one knew. He went to the black market like this
The small scene is nothing to Zhou Rui.
“Damn it, who’s responsible for the gas money you’re spending driving around like this?”
Santana, who was leading the way, kept going in circles in Lhasa. It had been around 8 o'clock in the morning, and now it was almost 10 o'clock. She was still leading them in circles. Liu Chuan became angry, and he picked up the phone and dialed.
passed.
"Boss Liu, don't be angry. This is for safety and is good for everyone. Okay, we'll be here soon."
The other party's voice came through the phone, and after finishing speaking, he hung up. Liu Chuan was so angry that he almost threw the phone away.
However, Santana in front must have sensed that there were no other vehicles following him, so he stopped driving around the city. He turned the front of the car and drove straight out of the city. Liu Chuan cursed and drove after him.
"This is the road to Gyantse."
Zhou Rui looked at the direction the other party was driving and said to Liu Chuan that he was so familiar with this place that both Zhuang Rui and Liu Chuan doubted what he did before. There seemed to be no place in Tibet that he had not been to.
"Boss in front of you, please drive more slowly."
The road from Lhasa to Gyantse was very easy to walk, with all asphalt roads. Liu Chuan relaxed his speed and instantly passed the Santana and drove to the front. However, the other party called immediately and asked Liu Chuan to slow down.
"You guys in this business don't deserve a good car. It's easy to run when you're being chased by a police officer."
Liu Chuan was talking on the phone, but he slowed down the car and allowed the other party to pass him. With such an unreasonable person like Liu Chuan on the road, the other party probably couldn't laugh or cry.
The car was driving on the asphalt road to Gyantse at a speed of about 100 kilometers per hour. After driving for more than half an hour, Santana in front suddenly turned the car into the grassland, and Liu Chuan quickly followed.
After bumping on the grassland for more than half an hour, several people on the Humvee discovered that there was a tent on the grassy plain ahead. Due to the distance, they could not see it clearly.
Soon two cars drove to the front of the tent. Outside the tent, five or six cars were parked, three of them were off-road vehicles, the other two Santanas, and one was actually a truck with military plates.
But a car like the Hummer is unique to Zhuang Rui and the others.
More than a dozen tough young men, all holding walkie-talkies and camouflage binoculars, formed a ring around the tent. When the Humvee stopped outside the tent, these people looked over with vigilant eyes.
, of course, there was also envy in his eyes.
Zhuang Rui and others did not expect that a black market auction would be held in such a place. However, several people could not help but admire the organizers of this black market. On such a vast grassland, no disturbance could be hidden from these people.
Even if the police came, they would not be able to mobilize so many police forces to surround the grassland.
Besides, by the time the police car arrives, these people may have packed up their tents and fled, leaving no evidence for the other party.
When the Hummer stopped, a young man got out of Santana in front and came over to the Hummer.
Liu Chuan opened the car door and got out first. With his looks, he basically didn't need makeup to play a villain in a Hong Kong movie. Zhuang Rui followed closely and got out of the car.
Zhou Rui walked at the end, carrying a leather bag in his hand, which contained 300,000 yuan in cash. Zhuang Rui temporarily took out this money from the bank in Lhasa. For this money, not only did Zhuang Rui rush to the bank yesterday morning
He made an appointment, and the phone number of the bank in Pengcheng also called Liu Chuan's mobile phone, asking whether Zhuang Rui's account had any large expenses in the near future.
"Boss Liu, I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble. Please go to the tent and take a rest."
Judging from the accent of this young man, he should be the one who talked to Liu Chuan on the phone, but he didn't seem to be in charge here. After chatting with Liu Chuan for a few words, he called a tent guard over and asked him to lead a few people to the tent.
He got into Santana and left here. Zhuang Rui guessed that he went to the intersection to watch.
The young man who was originally guarding the tent led Liu Chuan and others toward the tent.
"Guys, please stay."
When they reached the tent door, a middle-aged man in his forties stopped the three of them.
"We were introduced here by Boss Song from Jingli. What's wrong, you still can't believe us?"
Liu Chuan straightened his face and said with an unhappy face. He was indeed unhappy. After struggling for a long time, when he got to the place, he was not even allowed to enter the tent.
"Is it Boss Liu Chuan Liu?" the middle-aged man asked.
"It's me, these two are my brothers, do you still need to check them?"
Liu Chuan has watched too many Hong Kong movies, he said half seriously and half jokingly.
"No, no, of course I can trust the people introduced by Boss Song. Please come in and have some tea..."
Upon hearing that Liu Chuan was introduced by Song Jun, the middle-aged man immediately became enthusiastic, opened the curtain of the tent, and invited a few people inside.
"No, let me show you the goods we brought first. If you have any good things, don't hide them later. I like to be cheerful when I do things."
Liu Chuan took the leather bag in Zhou Rui's hand, opened the zipper to a slit, and put dozens of 100-yuan bills in front of the middle-aged man's eyes.
Liu Chuan's skills were taught to him by Song Jun over the phone. Sure enough, after seeing the real money and silver, the middle-aged man's attitude suddenly became a little more enthusiastic.
Several bowls of hot butter tea came.
But Zhuang Rui and the others didn't dare to drink this tea. Although Song Jun said that the organizer of this black market had a good reputation, it was better to be on the safe side now that they were on someone else's territory.
The middle-aged man did not force himself. He served tea just out of politeness. After inviting a few people to sit down, he returned to the entrance of the tent to greet the new guests.
