Following Butler Bray, I entered the western-style house. This western-style building looked to have been around for some time, and the traces of history were very clear.
After walking into the entrance hall, Qian and Wen were arranged into the living room and asked to wait. The owner of the manor, Mr. Jerry, was being examined by a doctor in another room and it was difficult to receive them at the moment.
Fruits, snacks, coffee, and even rare tea were served to them, very considerately.
They didn't have to wait long before Butler Bray, who had disappeared, appeared and helped Mr. Jerry.
"Qian, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
As soon as he saw Qian Wen, he opened his arms and hugged him enthusiastically. He looked at Mr. Jerry, who was less than 1.7 meters tall but weighed more than 250 kilograms. The hamburger was layered layer by layer.
With a swimming ring figure, Qian Wen hurriedly grabbed the extended hand and shook it violently.
As the two approached, Qian Wen heard lung rales and rapid breathing.
"asthma."
This diagnosis flashed through Qian Wen's mind, and he knew what kind of disease Mr. Jerry had just been seeing.
"Mr. Jerry, Butler Bray said that you are receiving treatment from a doctor. If it is inconvenient today, we can make an appointment another day.
Your health is important."
Qian Wen and Mr. Jerry sat down and suggested.
Mr. Jerry said hello to Nevia, and then took a few deep breaths. Qian Wen and others on the side could clearly feel the torment of the illness, followed by several light coughs.
"It's okay. I'm used to it. I'll see the doctor later and I should give him an infusion and everything will be fine." Mr. Jerry shook his hand with heavy lung rales.
Qian Wen didn't say much, just nodded.
"Qian, I have prepared everything you want. Do you want to go see it now, or..." Jerry asked Qian Wen for his opinion.
Mr. Jerry is already well-known for selling his collections. He takes photos of every collection in his home and makes a catalog for interested sellers to more easily understand.
Before Qian Wen came here, he had read these catalogs and selected the ones he liked. This time he came to verify the authenticity, negotiate the price, and take it away.
"Just let Nevia and Bailey go.
Mr. Jerry is inconvenient, we can just wait here." Qian Wen said with a smile.
He took a fancy to a distinctive 3,500-year-old pharaoh mummy and his coffin, as well as a broken stone tablet inscribed with the edict of Ptolemy V, the ancient Egyptian pharaoh.
I really don’t know how Mr. Jerry’s ancestors or Mr. Jerry obtained these things and collected them, but having these two things will add a lot of color to the personal museum he will build in the future.
Seeing what Qian Wen said, Mr. Jerry readily agreed. He was obviously suffering from asthma and didn't want to torture himself by running back and forth.
"Money, thank you.
Then let Butler Bray take them there."
Nevia smiled at Qian Wen, took Bailey, the antiquities appraiser, and followed Butler Bray to the collection room.
Only Mr. Jerry, Qian Wen, female assistant Andy Na and a maid were left in the living room.
While Qian and Wen were waiting, they chatted. As they chatted, Mr. Jerry's lungs rumbles became louder and heavier, and his cough contained thick phlegm.
In fact, Qian Wen can treat diseases like asthma, and the efficacy is a hundred times that of Western medicine.
But Qian Wen remained silent and didn't say much. This was the West. He would rather believe in using a knife than to make the other party believe that a few bitter decoctions could help him get rid of his illness.
After drinking a glass of honey water, Mr. Jerry seemed to feel better. He looked at Qian Wen sheepishly and said, "Qian, I'm sorry."
Qian Wen smiled and shook his head, then suddenly asked, "I heard that Mr. Jerry recently collected a bronze dragon head of the twelve zodiac signs.
I wonder if you can let me appreciate it?"
This is the purpose of Qian Wen coming in person. Otherwise, he could just ask his employees to accompany the appraiser Bailey. Why would he make a trip.
Mr. Jerry was stunned for a moment, then looked at Qian Wen, "Qian, how do you know about my bronze statue with an animal head?"
Qian Wen raised his eyebrows, it seemed that there really was such a thing.
"Oh, I've always been interested in these things. I happened to hear that Mr. Jerry recently collected dragon heads.
I just asked out of curiosity." Qian Wen said with a smile.
"Well, I did go on a trip some time ago and collected some new collections, including a bronze dragon head.
However, there is already a buyer for this bronze animal head statue." Jerry took another sip of honey water and said slowly.
"Has it been traded?" Qian Wen's eyes narrowed, "Can you tell me who you sold it to?"
It doesn't matter if you don't know. Now that you've encountered it, you can't let it go.
"There is no transaction yet." Mr. Jerry shook his head, "I just paid the deposit and said that if I raise enough money, I will pick it up next week."
Hearing that it hadn't been sold yet, Qian Wen breathed a sigh of relief, "Can you let me take a look and appreciate it?"
Mr. Jerry hesitated for a moment, then stood up, "The things are in another collection room. Because they have been ordered, they are not being put out.
Come with me, I will take you to see it."
Qian Wen did not hesitate and followed with his female assistant Andy Na.
Mr. Jerry walked huffing and puffing, breathing heavily, and every step was now laborious for him.
When the place arrived, two Doberman pinschers were lying at the door. They leaned in front of Mr. Jerry and pouted at the stranger Andy Na.
Seeing this, Qian Wen stepped forward and touched the dog's head. He was no longer aggressive and licked Qian Wen's palm flatteringly.
Let Jerry's words to stop him stay in his mouth.
"It seems they like you very much."
Mr. Jerry murmured in his heart. You must know that in order to protect his collection, these Doberman pinschers were specially trained and are very vicious to strangers. What now...
"Yeah, I didn't expect them to be so cute." Qian Wen smiled, rubbed the Doberman's neck, and backed away.
The Doberman still didn't want to let Qian Wen go, and circled around Qian Wen, wanting Qian Wen to continue.
Mr. Jerry glanced at his unsatisfactory dog, wondering if he should replace it, scolded him, and then took out the key and opened the collection room.
Qian and Wen followed them in. The Doberman Pinscher, who had been wanting to play with Qian Wen, did not follow. Instead, he lay at the door and continued to be alert.
There were no antiques or works of art as Qian Wen thought about inside the house. Instead, there were closed boxes, which looked more like storage rooms or even small warehouses.
Mr. Jerry walked to a box, opened it, and then looked sideways at Qian Wen, "This is the bronze statue of the animal head - the dragon head."
Qian Wen stepped forward and looked into the box, where a lifelike copper dragon head lay inside.
Qian Wen looked at it carefully and felt that it was genuine and fake.
In fact, Qian Wen was also a little suspicious of Mr. Jerry. He was well-known for collecting cultural relics and works of art, and he was Chinese. He was afraid that this was a trap specially set up for him to defraud him of money.
It's not like he has never encountered this kind of thing.
Jerry looked at Qian Wen curiously, watching as Qian Wen took out a golden gold coin from his pocket, muttered something, and then threw the gold coin into the air.
The gold coin rolled in the air, and the moment it fell, he caught it.
Open your hands, "Front!"
Then smile.
"Mr. Jerry, I bought this bronze statue of an animal head, and I paid a price higher than 10%." Qian Wen looked at Mr. Jerry who was a little confused by his behavior and said.
He was not sure whether the dragon head was real, but he didn't hesitate. He directly turned on the 'lucky minute', and then silently said in his mind, "The front of the gold coin is real, and the tail is fake."
At this moment, within one minute, Qian Wen was lucky and invincible.
The gold coins rolling in the air told him that the dragon head was real.
He doesn't know how to authenticate, but he can cheat, and he has his own way of identifying authenticity.
"Ah?" Mr. Jerry was stunned, "But the thing has been reserved."
"Twenty percent!" Qian Wen said calmly.
Mr. Jerry was moved, but still a little hesitant. The person who ordered the bronze head was an old friend of his.
If the other party didn't have enough money and asked to raise money, the copper head wouldn't be here.
"This copper head costs 180,000 US dollars." Mr. Jerry reminded worriedly, don't let it be in vain and make a joke.
One hundred and eighty thousand U.S. dollars is not a small amount of money, not to mention adding 20%.
"Thirty percent!" Qian Wen said with a nonchalant expression, not caring at all about the price as he continued to increase the price.
Who are you going to visit, Mr. Jerry said, "It's a deal, but you have to pay the price today, otherwise I can't guarantee whether it will be there tomorrow."
"no problem."
As Qian Wen spoke, he picked up the copper head in the box and walked out. The female assistant Andy Na hurriedly took it, held it with difficulty, and followed Qian Wen.
"Is it going to be less?" Jerry murmured when he saw this.
Nevia's side has also completed the appraisal and found that everything is correct.
After loading the truck, Qian Wen handed a check to Mr. Jerry.
“A pleasure to work with!”
Mr. Jerry, "It was a pleasure working with you."
"If you still have such zodiac animal heads, you can still come to me and I can give you a satisfactory price." Qian Wen said with a smile.
"I'll keep an eye out," Mr. Jerry responded.
After the transaction was completed, Qian Wen did not intend to stay any longer. He looked up and down at Mr. Jerry's Michelin tire body and said, "Mr. Jerry, I can treat your condition. If you are interested, you can come to me.
No kidding!”
After Qian Wen finished speaking, he got in the car and left regardless of whether the other party believed it or not.
Followed by a fully enclosed truck.
Mr. Jerry blinked, "Can you cure my disease?
It will be fine if I give you some fluids."
He didn't understand Qian Wen's words at all.
The truck arranged for the items to be stored in a heavily patrolled warehouse.
These items will then be transported to Xiangjiang one after another by sea, and then transported back to the capital through legal procedures and sealed.
……………
The patter of rain.
There was light rain in the sky, and it was foggy when I looked into the distance.
In a pasture, beside the forest, with a stream flowing through the wild, the master bedroom on the second floor.
The room was warm, Qian Wen was sleeping deeply, a slender thigh was straddling him, white arms were hugging his chest, and Nevia was curled up in his arms like a golden cat.
The sling can't restrain the height, and a little rose red is looming.
There is a big hand covering the buttocks.
The deer chirped loudly in the wild. No one paid attention to it, but it started chirping again, as if it was waiting for something.
"Stop calling me glutton."
The maid who was preparing breakfast on the first floor hurriedly ran out with three carrots. At the door was a large and two small white-tailed deer, looking into the room with big, smart eyes.
The deer was not afraid at all. When he saw the door opened, he wanted to break in.
The maid hurriedly stopped them and fed them carrots, "You are all wet, so you can't go in, otherwise I will clean them in vain."
"Yo yo yo~~"
"If it doesn't work, it won't work. Hurry up and go back to the woods after eating, otherwise I can make venison."
The maid is young, in her mid-twenties, she said in a threatening tone.
At this time, footsteps came from behind, "The little glutton is here again?"
Hearing the sound, the maid hurriedly turned around and said, "Good morning, sir!"
Qian Wen, who was wearing pajamas, nodded, stretched out his hand to touch the little deer that had reached its little head, and rubbed it vigorously. The little deer enjoyed it very much, narrowed its eyes, and the other two also lowered their heads and came closer.
"You go and cook."
The maid nodded, turned and left.
The three fawns all came over. Qian Wen held the fruit plate and sat at the door, watching the rainy scenery of the pasture and feeding these greedy deer.
This is the elf from his ranch, who lives in the forest not far away.
After a while, Nevia also came down, wearing a large white top, exposing her long legs, and hugged him from behind.
"Are you still going to school today?"
His nails lightly scratched Qian Wen's ribs, and his breath was like blue in his ears.
Qian Wen hugged Nevia from the waist and sat on his lap. His big hands were hidden under the white top. Nevia's pretty face turned red.
"It's raining, so I won't go.
How about Nevia opening a company for you?"
Nevia was stunned for a moment and pressed her big hand on her chest, "You want to open a company for me?"
"Well, let's open a fashion magazine company and you will be the president."
"I study law."
"Just know how to use people."
………………
A few days later.
"Wen, you are the smartest Chinese I have ever met."
Qian Wen and his tutor Justin walked out of the teaching building. Qian Wen held several thick leather books in his hands and accepted the tutor's praise.
Qian Wen was not modest or polite, but accepted the praise generously.
After several years of studying and furthering his studies, Qian Wen, with an ability as good as his photographic memory, poached his mentor Justin with his astonishing learning speed.
The tutor often laments that it is a blessing to have a student like him, and that he will surpass him and create a different kind of brilliance and dazzling brilliance in law.
Every time at this time, Qian Wen would smile and say nothing.
It was very hot today. Instructor Justin looked up at the scorching sun and sat down on a bench beside the bluestone road. The shadow of the branches above his head just covered him and cooled him down.
"Wen, what I told you a few days ago, how have you considered it?"
Qian Wen sat next to his tutor Justin. He bent down and flicked the dust on his trouser legs. He asked in an unexpected way, "Teacher, it's been a long time since I had your fried fish with lemon. I have a bottle of very good red wine here. Let's go tonight."
How about we try it together."
Seeing that Qian Wen deliberately changed the topic, Justin sighed, "I know you don't want to give up your nationality, but only here can you perfectly display your talents.
Moreover, isn’t the career you created also here?”
A few days ago, his mentor Justin suddenly asked him if he wanted to become a American citizen. If so, he could help him.
I was vague last time, but I didn't expect that I would ask again today.
"Teacher, I have no intention of giving up my nationality." Qian Wen faced his mentor Justin and said seriously this time.
"Okay, okay, don't look at me like this, as if I'm asking you to betray your nation. I just hope that you can go further, and your footprints should be included in the school history.
If you don't want to, I won't ask."
Justin smiled and smoothed his sparse, smart hair.
"Do you still want to drink red wine?" Qian Wen asked.
Justin waved slightly to his colleagues who passed by to greet him, turned around and said with a smile, "I'll go buy fresh fish later."
Qian Wen smiled and nodded. His tutor Justin was very competent and had been helping him, whether in life, study or career.
He respected this foreign elder very much.
After taking shelter for a while, it became much cooler. Qian Wen got up and walked side by side with his tutor, Justin, outside the school, chatting as they walked.
……………
Qian Wen's return to China will be after the secret show of "The Secret of Joy·Xia".
He has arranged everything in the company.
Soon the 'Secret of Joy Summer' secret show will be held as scheduled.
Charm, beauty, fashion and a bit of romance.
The models were outstanding and perfect in the catwalk, perfectly displaying the company's products in the eyes of the guests.
The tall figure and graceful curves complement each other and complement each other with all kinds of hot underwear.
Just like the previous times, it was just as successful and as exciting as before.
After the catwalk, Qian Wendang got into the car, followed by others.
"Kakir?"
Qian Wen was startled and looked at the elf model who came uninvited.
Sexy white beauty, in her early twenties, with exquisite facial features, natural long light green hair shawl, clear and transparent Persian cat-like eyes, wearing a white suspender, transparent tulle shawl, hip-covering beige short skirt, white skin wrapped in black silk
Slender thighs.
"BOSS, I bought a new hand-grinded coffee machine. Do you want to try it at my house?"
Elf Kaqir lightly licked his red lips and looked at Qian Wen with seductive eyes.
The driver and the female assistant of the co-pilot looked at each other, then got out of the car silently and stood three steps away.
Qian Wen, "!!!"
What did I say? You are so self-conscious!
There were only two of them in the car. Elf Kaqir became even bolder and leaned directly on Qian Wen's chest. The amazing round touch was clearly visible, and teased, "It's just the two of us."
"Do you believe it was an accident last time?" Qian Wen blinked and said.
"I believe this time is also an accident."
Qian Wen was silent for two seconds and said, "If a wise man does not fall in love, he will not be responsible for the pregnancy!"
"???" Elf Kaqir was stunned, she couldn't understand.
The only thing I understand slightly is the last sentence.
Elf Kaqir said, "Then what are you waiting for."
Very arrogant.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Qian Wen repeated, pressing down Elf Kaqir's pretty face and gently stroking the long light green hair.
Stab~~
The zipper sounded.
………………
Qian Wen returned to China.
He was accompanied by a female assistant, two secretaries, and four security guards.
At the Capital Airport, at the exit, Han Chunming, Guan Xiaoguan, Tao Zi and others were looking around, glancing at the time from time to time.
Not far from them, there were ten people, half Chinese and half white, waiting quietly.