Song Rui, who was standing in front of Zhang Shuya, coughed lightly, Zhang Shuya raised her head, and when she saw Song Rui coming in, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then she said to Song Rui:

"You move a chair and sit next to me, I just found a copy of my grandfather's previous notebook, what was recorded in it really surprised me, if you read this notebook, you should have some answer to what happened before!"

Hearing Zhang Shuya say this, Song Rui also felt very anxious in his heart, and he didn't have any clue about these things.

These people who are against themselves seem to have jumped out of thin air, there is no trace to follow, even if they inquire by themselves, they don't know who to ask, and now they suddenly found a breakthrough, Song Rui felt very excited more than anyone else.

He couldn't help but hold a chair from the side, sat next to Zhang Shuya, and looked at Zhang Shuya sideways

Zhang Shuya read this notebook very seriously, but Song Rui couldn't see it clearly, because the font on it was too sloppy, Song Rui was originally a half-hung monk, and he didn't even finish the book, although Song Rui knew that all the notes used to record were cursive, but cursive was the kind of thing, which could only be understood and not spoken.

I just looked at it, and I felt that my eyes were clouded, as if I could fall to the ground if I turned slightly sideways, let alone understand what it meant.

After holding himself on for a while, he shook his head and said:

"Forget it, let's look at this kind of thing, I don't even know the words in it, not to mention that I still understand what he means, tell me directly after you read it in a while, I really admire you, how do you know these words!"

Zhang Shuya didn't speak, obviously immersed in the notes again.

After Song Rui saw it, he shook his head with a wry smile, stood up, and breathed a long sigh of relief, hey, it's terrible to be uneducated, and you still have to be literate in the future!

He walked to the side of the water dispenser, took two glasses of water, drank it first, picked up another cup, and put it next to Zhang Shuya, and at the same time stretched a lazy waist in Zhang Shuya's office, walked to the sofa next to him, found a comfortable position and lay down, his eyes squinted slightly.

In fact, Song Rui didn't plan to sleep. But after all, rescuing Wu Lao Liu and Lao Liu just now was really a drain, and it cost a lot, and Song Rui was very tired in his heart.

At first, I didn't think much of it, but once I arrived in a safe and warm environment, Song Rui suddenly felt tired like waves of the ocean, and immediately invaded Song Rui's brain.

Song Rui, who was lying on the sofa, slowly fell into a deep sleep, and even snored for a while.

Zhang Shuya, who was on the other side of the desk, saw that Song Rui was actually lying there sleeping, and the bursts of snoring disturbed him from the book again and again, and subconsciously smiled and shook his head, and then continued to lower his head and look at the notebook he had collected.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Shuya closed the notebook with satisfaction, but the expression on her face was not so good-looking, and a pair of eyes stared straight into the void in front of her, as if there was a person standing in front of her.

Immediately, there were bursts of snoring, and they rushed straight into their ears at an inopportune time, so Zhang Shuya couldn't cry or laugh at this time, turned her head to look at Song Rui who was sleeping next to her, walked to Song Rui's side, stretched out her right hand and pinched Song Rui's ear violently, and a 180-degree rotation was indispensable.

Song Rui, who was asleep, dreamed that he was now lying and sleeping on the blue sky and white cloud grass at this time, and the warm sun was very comfortable on him, and then, there was a sharp pain in his ears, as if someone had pulled out his ears.

He gasped and immediately opened his eyes, only to see that Zhang Shuya was pulling his ears and looking at himself with a smile, and after seeing that he woke up, Zhang Shuya let go of his right hand, and then said to Song Rui:

"I slept pretty comfortably just now, didn't I? I heard you snoring!"

At this time, Song Rui sat up stiffly, with an embarrassed and inappropriate smile on his face. After stretching out his right hand and wiping off the shiny and imperceptible saliva at the corner of his mouth, he looked at Zhang Shuya with a straight face and said:

"I just felt too tired just now, so I squinted a little, by the way, did you see what news you got from that note? Don't get nothing, I read it all morning!"

Mentioning that Song Rui was in a good mood for this matter, Zhang Shuya suddenly felt unhappy at all, her solemn expression was overflowing, and her face was gloomy as if she could wring out water.

Song Rui subconsciously yawned and got up suddenly, which was impossible for anyone to adapt to, let alone Song Rui.

He turned his head and subconsciously glanced at Zhang Shuya next to him, seeing Zhang Shuya's expression at this time, Song Rui also felt that he was a little embarrassed to be so lazy, and at the same time, he unconsciously became serious, and said very solemnly:

"What's the matter? Is there anything strange about this notebook that Mr. Zhang left you?"

After Zhang Shuya heard it, she turned her head and looked at Song Wei deeply, sighed long, and said eloquently, through Zhang Shuya's description, Song Rui learned the content recorded in the notebook.

It turned out that when Mr. Zhang was in charge of Shuntian Cultural City, there was a force that wanted to negotiate with Mr. Zhang, that is, to carry out cooperation.

The content of the cooperation is naturally antiques, they want to smuggle antiques, you know, this kind of thing in China, once shipped abroad, will definitely sell for a lot of value.

Shuntian Cultural City is the first place in the antique industry, with the channel of Shengtian Cultural City, things are naturally much easier to do, so the organization of this trend of cultural relics, and privately met with Mr. Zhang, hoping to use Mr. Zhang's channel to provide goods, so as to do something big, but was sternly rejected by Mr. Zhang, and at the same time, the organization's normal antique transactions were also cut off.

This is a fatal blow to the underground shareholder organization! So it is not difficult for Zhang Shuya to believe it. Old Man Zhang's disappearance must be inseparable from this organization! By the way, there is also something involved in it, which seems to be some kind of Buddha head!