It has been a week since the little turmoil with the Mi family passed. The world is peaceful and nothing seems to have happened.
But only Wu Yi knew that some suspicious-looking guys appeared around him unknowingly.
For example, the small stall that repairs bicycles popped up next to my building. The stall owner looks like a down-and-out middle-aged man in his forties. He holds a two-yuan pack of low-quality cigarettes in his mouth, smiling and talking to customers.
There is almost no flaw in the deal.
It's a pity that there is an aura of having practiced martial arts in his body. Others may be deceived, but Wu Yi can see through it at a glance.
Another example is the new wonton shop owner in Anfa Market, who smells faintly of Chinese medicine.
There is also a small shop next to the school. The new saleswoman looks sweet and has a cooing voice. If it weren't for a small callus on her finger that was obviously left from practicing martial arts, even Wu Yi wouldn't have been able to discover her true identity.
In just one week, Wu Yi found that there were about twenty more spies around him, which was really annoying.
Fortunately, these people also knew how powerful Wu Yi was and never dared to interfere in his life. They just acted like strangers from afar.
Wu Yi didn't bother to pay attention to them because there were more important things waiting for him.
Xue Zhen and Liu Yan came to Songjiang almost immediately. One was arranged by Wu Yi to live in a rented apartment and officially became his assistant, while the other brought not so good news.
The light in the coffee shop is a little dim, and the slightly ambiguous pink ceiling light emits a faint light, making the cappuccino milk foam in front of you look so colorful.
Liu Yan was wearing a black trench coat and a bit of exaggerated makeup on her face, which made her look even more coquettish. When the two of them walked into the coffee shop side by side, all the men's eyes were attracted to her. It was obvious that she was a coquettish beauty.
It is the most popular in any era.
Under the jealous gazes of the men, Wu Yi and Liu Yan sat in the corner and discussed the topic of Capade's winter shoot.
"You said Liu Yi and Xie Yanqiu refused?" Wu Yi squinted his eyes. While tasting the coffee, he was also digesting the news brought back by Liu Yan.
"Yes, I communicated with them privately, hoping that they would give up w64, but they rejected me without any hesitation." Liu Yan said helplessly, "Looking back afterwards, I was reckless. Not only was I unable to
Reaching a tacit understanding in private also put him on guard."
"It's not your fault." Wu Yidao, "You also want to save me some money."
Liu Yanqiao smiled: "Thank you, Great Witch, for excusing me, but I got more important news from Liu Yi. There are other tricks in this auction. It is said that the items were auctioned by the Pierre family in France.
, which means you need to pay a higher price if you want to take pictures.”
Seeing Wu Yi's confused look, Liu Yan hurriedly explained: "The Pierre family is an ancient aristocratic family in France and owns a private museum. This generation of Jean-Pierre is one of the most famous private collectors in the world.
One of the collectors. In recent years, several major price fluctuations in the collectibles market have been caused by him. It can be said that he is the Soros of the collection world, and he always likes to stir up troubles with everything he sells.
There’s not a single piece that doesn’t fetch a sky-high price!”
"Can he control the auction?" Wu Yi asked puzzledly.
"You should know that the Guiguzi Descend the Mountain jar created the auction record for blue and white porcelain, and that was because of his speculation." Liu Yan said, "The Pierre family is very powerful. Not only does it keep its promise in the collectibles market,
It even has a great influence on the political and business circles in Europe. If not for this, how could Guiguzi Xiashan fetch such a high price, and the price of blue and white porcelain has continued to rise since then. This is all his secret promotion."
The Guiguzi Descending Mountain Jar is a rare Yuan blue and white exquisite product. It was sold for 230 million Chinese yuan at an auction held at CapitaLand in London on July 12, 2005, setting a world record for the highest auction of Chinese art.
For Wu Yi, the auction of the Guiguzi Descending Mountain Jar has been a long time ago, but it is a fact that the price of blue and white porcelain market has been rising in recent years, but he did not expect that the Pierre family was involved in this.
Liu Yan added: "In the past twenty years, the Pierre family has acquired about sixty pieces of exquisite blue and white porcelain, including Yuan blue and white porcelain jars with Guiguzi going down the mountain, as well as a large number of Ming blue and white porcelain and Qing Dynasty Kangxi and Qianlong period
Blue and white porcelain. Starting from the auction of Guiguzi Xiashan Picture Jar, they have launched two to three treasures every year, slowly raising the market price and making huge profits. In the past seven or eight years, they have sold about twenty pieces of porcelain.
The transaction price of each piece is at least four to five times the starting price!”
"If you put it like that, wouldn't it cost 40 to 50 million?" Wu Yi was startled.
"It's just a conservative estimate. If the Pierre family intervenes, it wouldn't be surprising if it fetched 100 million," Liu Yan said.
Wu Yi said with a sad face: "One hundred million! If you sell it, I'll forget it!"
Even though Wu Yi has a net worth of hundreds of millions, there are very few that he can really use. It seems that he can only beg for help from various branches.
Seeing Wu Yi's troubled look, Liu Yan couldn't help but smile to herself, thinking that you are sitting on a treasure mountain but don't know how to use it, how can you be considered a great witch?
With a smile in her heart, Liu Yan looked at Wu Yi again and realized that this great witch was actually just a young man. Others at his age were still studying carefree in school, but Wu Yi had to bear the responsibilities of the witch sect for five thousand years.
It was really difficult for him to achieve great rejuvenation.
Wu Yi was troubled for a while, and then let it go. Lot w64 was of great significance to the Wumen. Let alone 100 million, he still had to pay for it even if it was 1 billion!
After Wu Yi had made up his mind, Liu Yan said sternly: "Master Yi, I have completed the procedures for going to Hong Kong. Do you think when is the best time to leave? It's best for us to arrive in Hong Kong a few days in advance. I have someone there.
Some friends may be able to inquire about the situation at the auction and make some necessary preparations."
Wu Yi looked at the date and said, "There's still some time before December 20th. We should be able to go there three days in advance, right?"
"No problem." Liu Yan said, "Then I will book the flight tickets and hotel."
After making an appointment, the two chatted for a few more words and then separated.
After walking out of the coffee shop, Wu Yi went straight to the Wangjiang Hotel not far away. Today was the day he had made an appointment with Ding Jiejin.
Ding Jiejin's illness had almost been cured long ago, but a few days ago she suddenly called Wu Yi and said she wasn't feeling well, so the two made an appointment to meet at the same place.
Ding Jiejin arrived at the luxurious private room with ease. Ding Jiejin had been waiting for a long time, so without saying anything, she directly stretched out her wrist for Wu Yi to check.
Wu Yi put his finger on Ding Jiejin's pulse gate and glanced at her body. As soon as his ability to detect the source of the disease was activated, his eyes couldn't help but condense slightly.
"Have you offended anyone recently?" Wu Yi retracted his finger and asked calmly.
Ding Jiejin asked: "Does this have anything to do with my discomfort?"
"You told me on the phone that you often feel dizzy, can't sleep at night, and sometimes feel so weak that you break out in cold sweats. Is that right?" Wu Yidao.
"You lied." Wu Yidao, "Your menstruation has lasted for twelve days, and you will bleed out some black blood clots every day. Why didn't you tell me?"
Ding Jiejin's face suddenly turned red, and she said unconfidently: "How did you know!"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized that she was admitting it, and for a moment, Xiafei's cheeks were filled with embarrassment.
Wu Yi sighed and said: "Sister Ding, we are not strangers anymore, right? Are you still so defensive about me?"
Ding Jiejin then recalled, wasn't the close contact with Wu Yi when he was treating her in the past even more excessive?
"You can't lie in front of the doctor. Otherwise, you will suffer the consequences." Wu Yi added, "Besides, this is not a shameful thing, so why didn't you tell me."
Ding Jiejin said helplessly: "Since you have seen it, why are you still asking me?"
At this moment, she suddenly felt like a coquettish little woman. But the image of the daughter of the richest man in Songjiang was completely different in her impression. If her executives saw her, they would definitely think that their eyes were deceived.
Wu Yi's expression was extremely serious, and he asked again: "You haven't answered my question yet. Have you offended anyone recently?"
Seeing Wu Yi being so serious, Ding Jiejin also vaguely guessed what was going on, and thought for a moment: "I was indeed negotiating with a company recently to recover their liquidated damages, but it didn't go well. The other party was very angry last month.
Call me and tell me to be careful."
"Has he contacted you these days?" Wu Yi asked.
Ding Jiejin thought for a while and said: "We had a phone call the day before yesterday and asked us very forcefully to give up the pursuit..."
Something suddenly sounded to her, and she said with some surprise: "He even asked me if I slept well recently! How did he know that I didn't sleep well!"
"Because your physical condition was all directed by him, you have been degraded." Wu Yi said with a bitter smile.
"Lower your head!" Ding Jiejin shuddered, "Isn't that fictional in the movie?"
"Who said that?" Wu Yi's eyes fell on Ding Jiejin's neck. Behind her cervical vertebra was lurking a small insect invisible to the naked eye. A sharp thorn that was unnoticeable came from the insect's mouth.
He reached out, pierced Ding Jiejin's flesh and blood, and inserted it into her cervical spine.
This kind of bug is called "抪", which is a kind of head-lowering technique. It can enter the human body by injecting venom, making people feel drowsy and unable to sleep all day long. The body will gradually become weak, the blood will become increasingly depleted, and finally cause a serious illness.
The art of lowering the head actually evolved from the voodoo branch of witchcraft. The art of lowering the head does not exist in mainland China, but is quite popular in Southeast Asia.
In fact, some Jiantou masters in Southeast Asia can be regarded as branches of the Wumen. Their ancestors are the disciples who were scattered during the three destructions and eight calamities in the past. After hundreds of thousands of years of reproduction, they have long been unaware of the existence of the Wumen. , I thought that the head-lowering technique was an independent witchcraft system.
Wu Yi had known about the existence of the head-lowering technique for a long time, but this was the first time he came into contact with it. He looked at the little bug curiously and reached out to pull it out.
As soon as his fingers pinched the little insect, a shrill voice suddenly came from Wu Yi's ears.
"Whoever touches my insect is looking for death!"
Immediately, an evil force shot out from Zhe Chong, and it wanted to rush into Wu Yi's body and kill him! (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
ps: After missing for more than a month, Xiaoqiang is back. His father's kidney cancer surgery has been completed, and he is in good condition... This year, the family has suffered a series of changes, and I feel extremely depressed. After a few days of adjustment, I finally have some inspiration. I will resume updating once a day for the time being. The chapter will adjust the status first, and the update volume will gradually resume after a while. Please forgive me for the previous neglect! In addition, thank you to the book friends who did not give rewards during the period, you are awesome!
