Officer He smiled evilly and said, "You can't tell, Brother Chen, you already have a deposit of 3 million!"
Suddenly, Chen Ding lowered his voice and asked, "Brother He, is there any way you can help me get this jade pendant?"
When Officer He heard this, he couldn't help but look embarrassed: "There is a way, but this is not in line with the rules."
Seeing that Chen Ding seemed a little disappointed, Officer He whispered: "You and I have become sworn brothers. To be honest, my hometown has just been demolished and I got 2 million in demolition money. If Brother Chen doesn't mind it, you can give me the money."
Just take it and use it first.”
Chen Ding's eyes lit up: "Brother He, isn't this okay? It's not right!"
Officer He interrupted: "With Brother Chen's ability, if you give some advice and improve Feng Shui to any wealthy person, you can easily get these millions, but you are willing to serve the people. With this
Just take it as a token of my gratitude, let alone borrow it, so please stop pushing me, Brother Chen."
Chen Ding was filled with joy when he heard this, but he still murmured: "How embarrassing is this?"
Officer He patted his hand: "Okay, it's settled! Just treat me to a meal after you take the jade pendant!"
Chen Ding chuckled: "Thank you so much, Brother Lu!"
The two looked at each other, smiled, and continued to discuss the ancient tomb.
The auction started as scheduled, and big names from all walks of life gathered together. It was really a red flag and a huge crowd of people. I won’t go into details here.
The manager of the first venue picked up the intercom and said in a deep voice: "Attention all units, Chen Dongcheng, chairman of Wanma Galloping, and others have already entered the venue. Please cheer up and don't neglect this golden rice bowl."
I saw bodyguards Zhou Sheng and Lai Jiaqiang protecting Chen Dongcheng and his wife, leading the bejeweled Chen Tingting, Kui Zi and a few secretaries-looking people into the venue.
"Uncle Chen, hello, auntie." A young man walked in quickly.
Chen Dongcheng nodded: "Xiao Dingxi, didn't your parents come this time?"
It turns out that this person is Mo Dingxi from the Jinxiu Heshan Group, and Lingling pursues him enthusiastically, but it's a pity that King Xiang has a dream, and the goddess has no intention.
Mo Dingxi smiled bitterly: "My parents are not back this time, so I will be present."
Chen Dongcheng muttered: "Every time it is your father who sits next to me. This time it is you who sit next to me. You are really a formidable person!"
Mo Dingxi was stunned: "Uncle Chen seems to think that I am not qualified enough to sit side by side with him!?"
Seeing that Mo Dingxi was a little embarrassed, Mrs. Chen resolved it and said, "Young people always need to exercise more, Dingxi, Auntie is optimistic about you."
Mo Dingxi smiled apologetically: "Thank you, auntie. It is my honor, Mo Dingxi, to have the opportunity to learn from you."
Seeing Mo Dingxi being so humble, Chen Dongcheng's expression warmed up a little: "Okay, let's go sit together."
Mo Dingxi nodded, glanced at Tingting affectionately, and walked side by side with Chen Dongcheng. Tingting followed behind them, snickering in her heart: "Little Dingxi, little Dingxi, I met my father at the auction.
You are unlucky."
Several men wearing black hats appeared outside the venue. Li Zimu, dressed in a suit, quickly greeted him: "Master Wei, Brother Lecheng, Brother Lixing, why didn't you notify me in advance when you came?"
The three people who came were the three important leaders of the tomb robbing gang: the decision-maker: Wei Ye, the organizer: Success, and the trespasser: Li Xing.
Only Wei Ye said coldly: "I was afraid something would go wrong, so I came to take a look. Why, you're not welcome?"
Li Zimu waved his hands repeatedly: "Where are you talking? This is the entrance card, because there are rich people inside, and according to the rules, they have to be searched."
Mr. Wei took the entry card and said, "Thank you." After saying that, the three of them entered the venue.
Li Zimu looked at the figures of Mr. Wei and the others and snorted coldly: "What are you pretending to be? If it weren't for me, would your goods be sold at a good price!?"
Xu Si whispered: "Brother, these people are the source of goods?"
Li Zimu scolded: "Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask, okay?"
Xu Si's face turned cold: "Yes, brother."
"Let's go! I hope they didn't cause any trouble!" Li Zimu took Xu Si into the venue.
"Reporting to the boss, the person in the photo has appeared! The identity has been confirmed and is highly consistent with the photo!"
Xiao Wang, who was holding a high-speed camera in the distance, told Officer He in the venue through a wireless headset: "Boss, please give instructions."
Officer He replied softly: "Monitor their every move closely. We have no evidence now, so don't alert others for the time being. Ask Xiao Mo to keep an eye on Lai Jiaqiang next to Chen Dongcheng, and we can't let him disrupt our plan."
Xiao Mo is the seventeenth disciple of Wang Xiongfei, the leader of Wu Zhongmen Martial Arts School, Yuner’s father. He was the special policeman who KO’d three of me one against three at the training ground that day.
"Yes! They are now sitting in the 3rd, 4th and 5th positions in the second to last row on the left side of the venue."
Officer He whispered to Chen Ding beside him: "Brother Chen, the three people in the 3rd, 4th, and 5th row in the second to last row on the left side of the venue are the suspected tomb robbers. Can you tell something from their faces?"
?”
Chen Ding pretended to scan the crowd behind him, looked at Wei Ye and the other three with his peripheral vision, and turned around and said: "The bearded one knows sorcery, and the man on his left has a violent look. He is probably a tough guy who doesn't practice well.
The other one has clear eyesight and I believe he is a master of formation."
Officer He nodded repeatedly and took note of Chen Ding's extremely valuable facial analysis.
"Boss, Chen Cheng is here." Xiao Wang's laughter came from the earphones: "His appearance is really amazing!"
I saw Chen Cheng wearing a big black cloak of the God of Gamblers, with all his hair combed back, showing off his handsome facial features, a big cigar in his mouth, holding a beautiful woman in his left and right hands, and Liu Fei behind him, puffing away smoke.
He strode in, his body swaying from side to side to the rhythmic music in the venue, and he seemed very proud of himself.
Officer He couldn't help but smile when he saw Chen Cheng's outfit: "Brother Chen, your apprentice is also a master! You usually bring you joy, right?"
Chen Ding smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I guess he doesn't know that we are here together, right?"
Kui Zi, who was sitting next to Chen Tingting, was angry: "Chen Cheng... really doesn't want to live? It's an oven day in August, and he's not afraid of dying from the heat even if he wears a big cloak?"
Seeing Chen Cheng passing by with his arms around a sexy beauty, Kui Zi couldn't help but mocked: "Oh, isn't this our most popular figure recently? How come he was released from prison so soon?"
When Chen Cheng heard Kuizi's voice, he almost stopped holding the cigar in his mouth: "Oh no, why is Senior Sister Kuizi here too!? Officer He told me that they won't come!"
Not only did he pretend to be calm, but he continued to act like he was dead. As he walked, he stretched out his hand covered with rings and pointed at Kuizi gently: "This girl! Naughty! Haha! Hahaha!"
He did not choose to stay in front of Kui Zi for a moment, but hugged the beautiful woman and continued to walk to his VIP table.