Director Qiao's expression changed instantly when he saw the person coming, and he hurriedly stood up to greet him.
His face was filled with a pleasing smile.
"Thanks to you for what happened just now, little brother."
"Madam, why are you here?"
"Old Qiao, let me tell you, this little brother helped me a lot just now."
The woman did not expect to see her benefactor here, and was extremely pleasantly surprised.
Later, the woman told Director Qiao how she was deceived and how Zhang Yuan stepped forward in time.
Director Qiao suddenly realized, no wonder the woman was so happy.
It turned out that this young man had just helped his wife, and when he looked at Zhang Yuan, his eyes became much gentler.
"Little brother, do you have something to do with Lao Qiao?"
"If you have anything to do, just tell your sister. If I can help you, I will let our Lao Qiao do my best to help you."
The woman left Director Qiao aside, sat next to Zhang Yuan, and asked him with a concerned look on her face.
Zhang Yuan smiled and looked meaningfully at Director Qiao next to him.
Director Qiao stood aside with an embarrassed expression.
Then, Zhang Yuan briefly told the woman what happened.
The woman's expression ranged from surprise to surprise, anger, and irritation, which was very wonderful.
Director Qiao's face became increasingly embarrassed, and he kept winking at Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan ignored it.
When I heard Director Qiao secretly asking for favors.
The young woman's eyebrows stood up on the spot and she stood up from her seat angrily.
You know Zhang Yuan helped her save more than one million!
Such a large amount of money, even though my husband is the director, he never does anything illegal or disciplinary, how can he easily come up with such a large amount of money!
"Young man named Qiao, are you looking for death? How dare you do this to my brother!"
The woman's face turned red with anger, she pinched her waist and pointed at Director Qiao, scolding.
"Hurry up and help my brother handle this matter, otherwise you will be better off!"
"Everything depends on Madam. I will go to the orphanage tomorrow to learn about the situation."
When Director Qiao saw his wife was furious, he quickly lowered his head and made a promise.
When the woman heard Director Qiao's immediate agreement, her breath became smoother, and she turned to look at Zhang Yuan with a smile.
"Brother, give me your sister's contact information. Don't worry, he won't dare to see how I deal with him!"
"Go, go, I will definitely go tomorrow!"
Director Qiao lowered his eyebrows and coaxed the woman.
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Zhang Yuan.
Although this glance was a glare, Zhang Yuan still saw that Director Qiao had become closer to him. He should be grateful to him for rescuing his wife, and most of his inner anger had dissipated.
"Thank you very much, Director Qiao. Then I will be waiting for you in the courtyard tomorrow?"
Zhang Yuan raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
"Whatever you call Director Qiao, just call me brother-in-law."
After Mrs. Qiao said to Zhang Yuan with a smile, she turned back to glare at Director Qiao.
Seeing the interaction between the couple, Zhang Yuan's remaining anger disappeared, and Tanshou said: "Then I will bother my brother-in-law tomorrow."
After speaking, Director Qiao stretched out his hand and held his hands.
Zhang Yuan glanced at the bracelet on Director Qiao's wrist, and the information suddenly popped up in his mind, making him startled.
"Dragon head gold bracelet, unearthed from Mu Qiyuan's tomb, underworld weapon..."
"Brother, are you interested in my bracelet?"
Seeing Zhang Yuan staring at the bracelet on his wrist, Director Qiao was quite proud. He had someone look at it and found that the bracelet was worth a lot.
Zhang Yuan frowned and stopped talking.
"Brother, sister knows that you have good eyesight. What did you see?"
"Is it possible that Lao Qiao's bracelet is fake?"
Mrs. Qiao stepped forward in two steps, held up Director Qiao's bracelet, and looked at it intently.
"The bracelet is real, but it is a ghost weapon. It has too much yin energy and should not be worn."
Zhang Yuan had a good impression of Mrs. Qiao. After thinking for a moment, he finally told the truth.
"Haha, this is not a good joke."
Director Qiao said, and before Mrs. Qiao could react, he sneered and broke away from her hand. Looking at Zhang Yuan's expression, he looked even more scrutinized and dissatisfied.
Raising his eyebrows, Zhang Yuan was not angry and just looked at Mrs. Qiao.
"Sister, all the underworld objects are buried with you. The longer they last, the heavier the yin energy will be. If you wear them for a long time, you will be depleted of your health."
"It's just nonsense!"
Director Qiao continued to sneer.
Snapped!
Mrs. Qiao slapped her, and the back of Director Qiao's hand turned red visibly.
"My brother will not lie to me. Don't wear this bracelet again."
Ignoring Director Qiao's laughter, Mrs. Qiao rolled down her bracelets several times, giving an irresistible order.
Zhang Yuan, who was just planning to talk casually whether he believed it or not, was stunned for a moment. Mrs. Qiao's trust made him feel embarrassed and left directly.
"Director Qiao, this is really a ghost weapon. If you don't believe it, I can prove it."
Zhang Yuan said, stepped forward and took away the bracelet from Mrs. Qiao's hand and played with it.
"Look at the inner ring of this bracelet, which has a hidden buckle. Ordinary bracelets will never have this design."
"This is only true if the bracelet is worn by the owner of the tomb to prevent the corpse from shrinking and falling."
"There is still Anqin here, which is also proof that it has been buried for a long time."
Snap!
The moment she finished speaking, Mrs. Qiao threw the bracelet out of her hand like a hot potato.
"Brother, my old Qiao has been wearing this bracelet for a long time. Will everything be okay?"
Mrs. Qiao was in shock, and Director Qiao was even more unbearable. His face turned pale with fright, and he obviously believed it.
"This bracelet is indeed very yin-y. If you wear it for a long time, something may happen. But as long as you don't wear it in the future, you'll be fine."
"It's good to just keep such items in collections."
Zhang Yuan smiled lightly, picked up the unbroken bracelet on the carpet, and explained.
Seeing that the couple's expressions were a little brighter, Zhang Yuan was about to leave.
"Old Qiao, I remember you mentioned that your secretary gave you this bracelet, right?"
"I have long seen that that boy is not a good guy! He is really not a good guy!"
"Old Qiao, that ambitious thing is trying to harm you!"
Boom, boom, boom!
Before Director Qiao could reply, there was a knock on the door.
Soon, a man in his thirties pushed open the door and came in, holding a brocade box.
After looking at Zhang Yuan for a few times, the man's eyes showed disdain. He turned to Director Qiao and his wife, and soon became extremely flattering.
"Madam is here, hello madam!"
"Qiao Bureau, I found this yesterday. It matches your temperament as a dragon among men. You can play with it."
The man presented the brocade box, but before he could get close to Director Qiao, Mrs. Qiao took it away and threw it to the ground. A jade pendant rolled out of the box.
"Well, you are nothing!"
"It wasn't enough to give you a ghost bracelet before. Now you plan to give me something to harm my old Qiao?"
The deafening Hedong lion roar frightened the man, and Director Qiao did not dare to speak.
Zhang Yuan's eyes revealed that this was Director Qiao's secretary.
"Madam, I am so unjust. I would not dare to harm anyone else, Bureau Qiao!"
"Underworld weapons, how can there be any underworld weapons? The bracelet before and the jade pendant today were all obtained by me with great efforts."
"There must be someone who doesn't see Director Qiao treating me well and deliberately framed me!"
Holding the jade pendant he just picked up, Zhang Yuan walked over.
"That bracelet is definitely a ghost weapon. As for why, you can ask Bureau Qiao."
"As for this jade pendant..."
"Is it another underworld weapon?" Director Qiao, who had always been quail-like, couldn't help it and got angry.
At this moment, a string of information flashed through Zhang Yuan's mind.
Then he smiled and shook his head.
"It's not a ghost weapon."
Changing the topic, he chuckled and said, "But this is a fake."