"Although they have been to the capital twice before, their eyes are still dark." Xiao Wei said, "I will show them the way."
"No." Hua Zhao said, "That's too deliberate, and there is a suspicion of seduction. You must not seduce me in this matter, otherwise your brother will feel very guilty."
She originally thought that Xiaowei would feel sorry for herself...but now it seems that is obviously not the case.
He was afraid that the Liu family would die too slowly.
Xiaowei had a cold face, and the last trace of childishness was gone from his face.
"Widow Zhu and her son were discussing the plan in the house that night. At that time... he was in that room. Was he deaf or..." dead?
Didn't hear anything?
Not to stop them, not to report the news to their brothers and sisters?
Xiaowei got angry, and his grandparents, father and brother, who did not leave a good impression on him, were of course the closest to his sister.
Hua Zhao thought that maybe the dog man was just asleep, and some people were just big-hearted. No matter what happened during the day, they would just sleep on the pillow at night.
But why did she intercede with Liu Xiangqian?
The dog man may have really heard it, but didn't care.
"Sister, don't worry, I know how to lead them into a trap without being discovered by them." Xiao Wei said: "I heard that Liu Cong is a land shoveler, so it happened to be in my hands."
There are generally three types of antique dealers. One type is those who open antique shops. They do not open for one year, but open for three years.
An item can easily cost millions or tens of millions.
There is also someone like Liu Cong, a land shoveler who doesn't have much professionalism, but can tell whether something is good or old. He goes to the countryside and charges ordinary people at cabbage prices for things.
Sell to an antique shop or antique dealer.
Many of the things they collect are "junk" and are worth dozens or hundreds of dollars. If they collect a few dollars, they can make a profit.
But not all antique stores accept this kind of "junk". They don't have time to ask each one, and they sell them in different categories.
They like to give their goods to antique dealers.
Antique dealers then go to the market to set up stalls and sell them themselves, or they use the resources at hand to sell them to shops or players who like to collect them.
Xiaowei shoveled land a few times, and then concentrated on being an antique dealer.
No, what he focuses on most is studying... Being a businessman is just a hobby.
Liu Cong and I are really peers.
"What are you going to do?" Hua Zhao asked.
The two siblings stood in the corner and muttered a few words, and Hua Zhao patted him on the shoulder and asked him to let go.
It doesn’t matter if you have flaws. Dealing with problems when they arise is also an exercise.
Xiaowei went back.
Hua Zhao waved to the dark place, and Jian Bai walked out.
"It's New Year's Eve and I'm very busy. Keep an eye on this matter. If he wants people or things, you can arrange it." Hua Zhao said.
"Okay." Jian Bai said.
Hua Zhao nodded and said to the people around him in a moderate voice: "I just made everyone's midnight snack. Remember to eat it after get off work."
The family prepares midnight snacks for them every day, but the nanny makes them together during dinner. Whoever eats goes to the kitchen to heat them up, as there are pots and microwaves there.
But what the nanny cooks and what the boss cooks definitely don’t taste the same!
Hua Zhao had good ears and heard the rustling commotion around him.
She went back to sleep happily.
...
After Xiaowei discussed it with his sister, he took action immediately.
He returned to his home early in the morning.
Seeing a bunch of people eating in the kitchen, he said hello with a bad expression and went to the main room.
Open the door and go in, and soon you will come out with a big bag on your back.
The items inside are too long and can't fit in the pocket, leaving half of them exposed.