"What's wrong, Sonoko?" Shiro Suzuki turned to look at Sonoko Suzuki in surprise, not knowing why. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You, do you know someone who looks like Kurosawa-sama?" Sonoko Suzuki looked at Shiro Suzuki and then at Kurosawa Gin, her expression very entangled.

Sure enough, the familiarity she felt when she first met Kurosawa Silver was not out of nowhere, but from her heart.

"Kurosawa-sama?" Shiro Suzuki was stunned for a moment when he heard Sonoko's words, and then couldn't help laughing, "Kurosawa-sama has called, can't you remember who that guy is? ”

You're a middle school student, and your whole family is a middle school student!

Don't judge someone's age based on their appearance!

Then again, he was about the same height as he is now, where does he look like a middle school student!

Kurosawa hit Shiro Suzuki with his elbow in no one's sight, lowered his voice and reminded him in an accentuated tone: "I was eighteen years old at the time. ”

"Oh, sorry, sorry. Shiro Suzuki smiled awkwardly and quickly changed his words, "Yuanzi, that is, when you were twelve or thirteen years old, the gentleman who came to our house, he negotiated a business with us for tens of millions of dollars with just one piece of information, and I wanted to propose a long-term cooperation with him but he refused." ”

"That one?" Suzuki Sonoko blinked, set her eyes on Kurosawa Gin, carefully looked Kurosawa Silver up and down, but her brows couldn't help frowning slightly, "It's too similar, Kurosawa-sama, you don't have any twins, right?"

"Haha, how is that possible. Kurosawa Silver hurriedly waved his hand, interrupting Suzuki Sonoko's wild speculation, "I'm an only child." ”

"Is that so?" Sonoko Suzuki blinked, "but how can there be two people in the world who are not blood brothers but look so alike?"

"The world is wonderful. Shiro Suzuki smiled slightly.

"But ......" Suzuki Sonoko was about to say something, but was simply interrupted by Shiro Suzuki, "Okay, that's the end of this matter." ”

In order to avoid Suzuki Sonoko asking questions again, which might delay time, or reveal some flaws, Shiro Suzuki waved his hand, directly perfunctory the matter, and walked to the sofa in the president's room with a smile on his face, and easily introduced the other people in the room to the neglected Maori group.

"This is the First Clerk of the Russian Embassy, Mr. Siru Ovnikiv. ”

A man with a sturdy build, at least 1.8 meters tall, stood up, his sleek head and cold and hard facial features revealing his classical Western characteristics.

"Next to me is the art dealer I found, Mr. Qianjiangyi. ”

An old man with a slightly bent back and a wrinkled face greeted them.

"She is a researcher of the Romanov dynasty, Miss Pu Si Qinglan. ”

A young and beautiful young lady with lipstick and stud earrings pursed her lips and smiled, her gray pupils moved, and the greeting she uttered turned out to be a non-standard Chinese dialect.

"This is a freelance photographer who applied to photograph the Emperor's Easter Egg, Mr. Ryu Hankawa. ”

A young man raised the camera and pointed the camera at Kurosawa Gin, the corners of his mouth rising significantly: "Please advise." Anyway, Kurosawa, you're a journalist and I'm a photographer, so maybe we can make a good couple in this interview. ”

Kurosawa Silver touched his nose: "Please advise." ”

His peers were enemies, and he was surprised that Han Chuan would say such a thing.

"Are they all people who want to get the eggs of memory? Mori Kogoro's eyes flickered between the four of them, "The charm of the Egg of Memories is really great, so how valuable is the Egg of Memories identified?"

"Eight hundred million. With a smile of ambition, the artist answered Kogoro Mori's question in place of Shiro Suzuki.

"Eight, eight hundred million?" Maori Kogoro's eyes widened, and his expression instantly became very funny.

Unexpectedly, Qianjiangyi still thought that the price was not enough, raised his chin slightly, and smiled proudly at Shiro Suzuki: "If you are willing to sell, the price can be negotiated, anyway, I am very interested in the egg of memory, which is extremely valuable in history and collection." ”

"Mr. President. The clerk next to the cadre was suddenly anxious, for fear that Shiro Suzuki would agree like this, so he hurriedly grabbed the words, "The Emperor's Easter Egg originally belonged to Russia, rather than selling it to this kind of visionless art dealer, it is better to donate it to our Russian Art Museum!"

"You dare to say that I don't have vision?" "I think a guy like you who wants a white wolf with empty gloves should give up the competition!"

In the face of such a high-value egg of memories, everyone present put down the demeanor that their status should have, and their faces were red with arguments.

Kurosawa thought that the interaction between these guys was more interesting than the auction of the egg of memory.

If it is filmed and published, it will make a lot of money on the news page, and if it is not published, it can also be used as a threat to blackmail.

Now, the freelance photographer Mr. Ryu Kankawa is already doing this.

It's a pity that Kurosawa didn't wear a camera, and the photo was too eye-catching, so he had to give up this tempting idea.

Now, he is more interested in the Miss Pu Siqinglan who is silent on the side.

"Miss Qinglan, why do you look like you don't care about yourself?" Kurosawa looked up and down at the tall cheongsam beauty not far away in surprise, "It stands to reason that you are a researcher of the Romanov Dynasty, and you should want to get the egg of the emperor's Easter memories more than anyone else, right?"

"That's right. Hanchuan Long put Erlang's leg down and stood up, the camera focused on Pu Si Qinglan, his expression intriguing, "Pretty Miss, you won't be a liar who pretends to be a researcher and takes the opportunity to come here to see the Egg of Memory." ”

"Don't talk nonsense. Pu Si Qinglan turned her head, her voice was very low, "But I can't take out 800 million." ”

In the eyes of the rich, this may be just a number, but in the eyes of her, who is strapped for money, this is a financial mountain that cannot be crossed.

After all, this amount is too huge, and it is not something that ordinary people can easily take out for a while.

"That's right. Hanchuan Long nodded approvingly, "Even I can only make up 200 million." ”

In other words, if you have the ability to raise money to eight or nine billion, will you definitely compete for the egg of memory?

The corners of Kurosawa's mouth twitched, and he secretly sighed that these people really didn't take money seriously.

Like him, if he has 800 million on hand, he will definitely invest all of it in sweets or modified weapons.

He wasn't interested in something like the Egg of Memories that could only be seen, not eaten and could not be used, but if there were any gems and minerals in the Egg of Memories that could detect the percentage of substances with the same effect as the Pandora Stone, he would be interested in trying it.

But it's just a temptation, with so much money to buy an egg, he will only do this kind of injustice when he is full.

"Mr. Kurosawa, I wonder if you're interested in collecting Eggs of Memory?"

Unexpectedly, Kurosawa Gin's lack of interest made Shiro Suzuki notice him, and he quickly came up with a warm expression, patted him on the shoulder, and his easy-going voice made the other guys who were eyeing the egg of memories look at him in unison.

Under the eye, it is the vigilance of seeing another opponent suddenly appear.

Kurosawa Silver didn't want to provoke anyone out of thin air, so he hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, I'm just an ordinary little person, how can I be interested in this precious antiquity, if I can, I can see the true face of the egg of memories with my own eyes, which is more in line with my current expectations." (To be continued.) )