Qin Luo was still resting in the booth with his eyes closed. Jiang Bingxue's staff and Wu Kuotian's staff were helping to take care of him. As the head of the purchasing department, he was the most relaxed one.
Jiang Bingxue's company focuses entirely on the expo, and has already transferred more than half of its employees.
Seeing how lively the Jiang family's company was, many people were eager to see it. This expo was as if it was specially opened for the Jiang family.
When Qin Luo was enjoying himself, suddenly an employee came over and said, "Supervisor, someone is looking for you."
Qin Luo opened his eyes, and not far away Bai Xiaomian was excitedly waving to him. Qin Luo frowned slightly, and he was still very curious as to what Bai Xiaomian and Jiang Bingxue said to make Jiang Bingxue become like that.
Qin Luo stood up and walked out of the booth, only to see Bai Xiaomian followed by Zhang Huaiyu.
Zhang Huaiyu naturally didn't have a good look towards Qin Luo. Ever since Zhang Huaiyu chased Bai Xiaomian out of the cafe, Zhang Huaiyu had been trying his best to make Bai Xiaomian happy, but Bai Xiaomian didn't even see him.
When Zhang Huaiyu was about to find someone to deal with Qin Luo, Bai Xiaomian took the initiative to contact him. Not only was he no longer sad, but he became even more excited than before.
She asked Zhang Huaiyu about Qin Luo's situation, and Zhang Huaiyu told the truth. Bai Xiaomian was coming to the expo to find Qin Luo, so Zhang Huaiyu had to follow.
Seeing Qin Luo walking over, Zhang Huaiyu whispered: "Xiao Mian, do you believe me now? Qin Luo is just a son-in-law of the Jiang family."
Bai Xiaomian nodded: "I know, you have already said it."
Bai Xiaomian turned around and looked at Qin Luo: "Brother Qin, are you busy?"
Qin Luo scratched his head: "Hey, I'm busy even if I'm not busy. I'm only half asleep."
Bai Xiaomian chuckled: "Where is Sister Jiang?"
Qin Luo frowned, it was strange that Bai Xiaomian suddenly called so affectionately. She obviously knew that she was married, but she was more unscrupulous than before.
Qin Luo pointed towards the public reception area not far away: "She works there, what are you doing here?"
Bai Xiaomian laughed: "Can't I come and see you?"
Qin Luo looked at the crowded crowd next to him and waved to Wu Kuotian's men next to him: "Take these two people through a quick passage to see our jade."
Qin Luo said and turned around to leave, but Bai Xiaomian stopped him: "Brother Qin, I'm here to see you. I'm not interested in any jade at all."
Qin Luo scratched his head, thinking about Jiang Bingxue's embarrassed look before, it would be better for him not to get too close to Bai Xiaomian.
"I still have something to do, so I won't greet you anymore. If you need anything, just tell someone in our company."
Zhang Huaiyu was angry. Qin Luo's indifference was an insult to his goddess. Zhang Huaiyu pulled Bai Xiaomian's hand: "Let's go, look at his perfunctory look. He just said that he
I'm sleeping, but now I'm busy again."
Unexpectedly, Bai Xiaomian broke away from Zhang Huaiyu's hand: "You are here, let's take a look."
Zhang Huaiyu was dumbfounded, but Bai Xiaomian wasn't angry at all. Is this still his goddess? Didn't she agree to be aloof and not get close to her? Her submissive look was very similar to the way he knelt and licked her when he was pursuing her before.
Zhang Huaiyu felt a fire in his chest. He really couldn't understand what kind of magic power Qin Luo had that could make Bai Xiaomian so fascinated.
Qin Luo walked away, and Bai Xiaomian actually followed Wu Kuotian's people to see the jade. Zhang Huaiyu hesitated for a moment, but followed Bai Xiaomian.
Qin Luo returned to the seat behind the booth, sat down and leaned on the back of the chair, continuing to close his eyes and rest. Wu Kuotian's men did not pass the news to Qin Luo's ears from the reception desk.
On the surface, Qin Luo was lazing behind the booth, but in fact, looking at the overall situation, he knew clearly the order trends of Jiang Bingxue's company.
Before Qin Luo could sit down firmly, he heard someone pushing and making noise beside the booth. Qin Luo opened his eyes and looked over, and saw a young man arguing with the security guard next to the booth.
Qin Luo called an employee and asked him to go over and ask. Soon the employee reported back: "Supervisor, that young man wants to see you. He said he is Mr. Wen's grandson."
Qin Luo frowned. It was strange that he didn't see Mr. Wen when he came to the expo today.
Mr. Wen coveted the five jade statues and couldn't get enough of them. He didn't come over to see them today. Could it be that something happened?
Qin Luo stood up and walked over, waving his hand for the security guard to leave.
The young man in front of me is in his early twenties, and he looks a bit like the old man.
Qin Luo whispered: "What do you want to see me for?"
The young man was very anxious: "Something happened to my grandfather. No one is willing to help us. My grandfather asked me to come to you."
Qin Luo nodded. Mr. Wen was quite famous in Yong'an and he didn't have a close relationship with him. Why would he let someone beg him?
There were a lot of people here, so Qin Luo asked the young man to wait for him outside. He packed up his things and walked out of the expo pavilion.
The young man was rubbing his hands and waiting for Qin Luo. When he saw Qin Luo coming out, he quickly explained.
It turned out that someone found Mr. Wen overnight last night and asked him to confirm an antique. Mr. Wen originally wanted to refuse, but the other party was sincere. Mr. Wen's son also collected the appraisal fee, so Mr. Wen had to step forward.
It was an ancient bronze tripod, which was priceless. Mr. Wen did not dare to be careless. He looked at it carefully and confirmed that it was a treasure, so he informed the other party.
The other party thought that he was working for the boss and hoped that Mr. Wen would write down the appraisal situation.
This was originally against the rules, but the other party couldn't stand it and doubled his filial piety. Wen Lao's son was so jealous when he saw the money, Wen Lao was also helpless and could only make an exception and made an exception.
The bad thing was this note. The next day, someone blocked Mr. Wen at home when he was about to go out.
He said that the ancient tripod he was convinced was fake, the buyer suffered a big loss, and the seller was missing. They had a note from Mr. Wen, and the buyer paid for it only after he recognized Mr. Wen.
Wen Laobai couldn't argue, he had a note written by himself, and he had received a large appraisal fee.
Wen Lao's son argued for a few words, but was beaten into a pig's head. Wen's home was also smashed, and Wen Lao was asked to pay for the damage, asking for more than a billion.
When Wen Lao arrived, he was too embarrassed to borrow money from his colleague Zhou, and wanted to find someone else to vouch for it. In the end, no one dared to talk to Wen Lao.
Qin Luo asked grandson Wen to drive him to Wen's hometown.
It was clear that Mr. Wen had been tricked by someone, and the other party knew Mr. Wen and the market conditions of this industry very well. This move was sure and ruthless, and he was able to capture Mr. Wen hard in one go.
Grandson Wen didn't dare to delay, so he drove towards Wen's hometown.
When I arrived at Wen's hometown, before I even entered the door, I heard a noise in the yard. The female relatives in Wen's hometown were crying, and there were men's voices yelling fiercely.
Wen Lao's grandson turned pale, but Qin Luo looked calm.
The two of them walked into the quaint little courtyard of Wen Lao's house. There were more than a dozen people standing in the yard, holding dicks in their hands, forcing Wen Lao and his family into a corner.
Although Mr. Wen still maintains his attitude as an old-timer in literature and entertainment, the situation is not optimistic. These murderers don't care who Mr. Wen is at all.
A man was holding a baseball bat in one hand: "Old man, stop chirping, get the money quickly, or hand him over. If you can't get it out today, I will burn down your shop and tear your old bones apart."
Make some medicinal wine."
Wen Lao trembled angrily: "Who instructed you? Ask him to come out and tell me."
Seeing that Wen Lao refused to give in, the leading man couldn't bear it any longer and swung the short stick in his hand: "Old coffin bastard, if I don't deal with you, you won't know how to surrender."
"Wait a minute!" Qin Luo shouted, attracting the attention of others.
Everyone's eyes turned to Qin Luo, and the men who came to attack him all frowned.
When Mr. Wen saw Qin Luo, he seemed to have seen a savior: "Qin Luo..."
Qin Luo walked to Mr. Wen: "Lao Wen, it goes without saying, I understand everything. You have been tricked."
Wen Lao shook his head: "Ashamed, ashamed, I have lived half my life in vain..."
The leading man snorted coldly: "Who the hell are you? If you brought money, then it's easy to tell. If you don't have money, I'll beat you too."
Qin Luo snorted: "Don't be nervous, I'm not a big shot."
The middle-aged man who fell to the ground with a bruised nose and face was Wen Lao's son. When he saw Qin Luo, he immediately shouted: "This is the son-in-law of the Jiang family. He is rich, he is rich."
Several men burst out laughing when they heard Qin Luo's name: "I thought he was some kind of person, but it turned out to be that good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Jiang family. You heard that the family is also a coward. If you don't ask for help, you will blame him."
Well, is he rich or powerful?"
Qin Luo looked at the men and said calmly: "It was Du Tingfeng who asked you to come. Go back and tell him that this matter is on me. If he wants to cause trouble, feel free to look for me. I will wait for him."
This thing is such a coincidence. Mr. Wen just helped speak for the Jiang family yesterday, and he was tricked today. This is obviously someone taking revenge on Mr. Wen.
Wen Lao didn't give Du Tingfeng face at the expo. Du Tingfeng, who is determined to retaliate, will certainly not let Wen Lao go.
The leading man stuttered: "Old...I don't know what you are talking about? Get out of here, don't delay my work!"
A man next to him said: "Boss, don't talk nonsense to them. If you can't get the money, just take the person away. I think they dare to ask for it!"
Mr. Wen said in a low voice: "They said that if they can't get the money out, they want my granddaughter to mortgage it. Whenever they have money, they can redeem her."
Wen Lao almost cried: "Qin Luo, old man, I..." Wen Lao's calves softened and he almost knelt down.
Mr. Wen has already made a lot of phone calls and even asked for a mortgage loan on his property, but these people simply can't wait.
The Jiang family had just sold a piece of jade and had a large amount of cash in hand. Mr. Wen had no choice but to come to Qin Luo.
He knew that it might not be useful to tell Jiang Bingxue about this matter. Instead, Qin Luo, his adopted son-in-law, now had a superior status in the Jiang family, so maybe he could still help.
Qin Luo supported Mr. Wen: "Lao Wen, don't worry, I am also responsible for this matter and I will handle it."
Qin Luo turned his head and looked at the men: "I'll give you two choices, go back with my words, or go back with an injury and my words."
The leading man couldn't bear it anymore and spat on the ground: "If you don't shed tears until you see the coffin, you are not treating us as hooligans! Get him!"
The leading man pointed the baseball bat at Qin Luo, and immediately several men walked up to Qin Luo and swung the baseball bat in their hands.