After staying in the jewelry store for another seven or eight days, the undercover bus driver in Kaohsiung reported that Liu Xinmei had gone to work and did not see any signs of illness, her face was very ruddy, her complexion was very good, and she was obviously lying. Kaohsiung tried his best to find out the news about Azan Sangkun in Thailand, this Azan used to practice the law in Indonesia, and he was also a simple person, and he mastered the Indonesian Ta Pull Tooth Yin Mantra, even many Thai veteran Azan did not know much, so Azan Sangkun came to Thailand and no one paid attention to it, and now it has disappeared out of thin air.

Kaohsiung told me that there is no need to wait so hard in Thailand, if I have business to take, just go out for activities, he will continue to use his network to inquire about Azan Sangkun in Thailand to the greatest extent, and at the same time monitor Liu Xinmei. Hearing him say this, I thought to myself that I really have to hurry up and do business, this time I have not lost my money, I lent 10,000 yuan to Luo Li's husband's uncle's family before, and I paid Azanda Linkang 10,000 yuan for his hard work a while ago, and 20,000 yuan is not easy to earn back.

But just based on Mr. Cao's request, I have to pay for a ticket back to Shenyang, which is somewhat not worth it. Even if Mr. Cao finally asked for a Buddha card, that is, to earn two or three thousand, it would not be enough for the travel expenses. So, I tried hard to find business opportunities on the Internet, and at the same time called Ma Zhuang and asked him to sort out the magical big thick booklet and send me a few more valuable messages.

Two days later, I collected several messages from customers, including those from Guangzhou and Hangzhou, including Mr. Cao's. He really left me a message on QQ, asking me when I would be able to go back to China so that I could meet in Beijing. So I made good arrangements for the trip, bought a ticket back to Guangzhou, and flew back from Bangkok first.

The customer in Guangzhou is a rich man, and his business partner owes him millions of dollars, he is very depressed, a few years ago, he asked someone from Thailand to ask for a Buddhist medallion, and now he wants to invite a good Kuman Tong, hoping to transfer his wish. After talking in Guangzhou, I came to Hangzhou without stopping. At the end of the year, the temperature in Hangzhou is still much higher than that in the Northeast, and there is water vapor from the West Lake, so it is not as cold as expected. This client is a girl from Jiande, who works in Hangzhou, has good skin and a slim body, but looks very mediocre. The women I saw in Hangzhou, no matter how old they were, really had never been as plump and robust as the northern girls, and they were very well-proportioned. Jiangsu and Zhejiang people don't like to eat meat and drink as much as northerners, so they keep their figure well.

This girl wants to make a love affair, of course, it's just a preliminary talk, and I just want to go around more, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to Hangzhou to talk about this kind of business. In order to relax by the way, I also went to the teahouse in Longjing Mountain with this girl to drink tea, but unfortunately the osmanthus has fallen away. This girl's boyfriend has broken up with her, and now she lives alone, anyway, there is nothing to do, and in the evening he accompanied me to Wushan to enjoy the old bungalows and villas before liberation, all of them have history, I heard that they are sky-high, and no one wants to sell.

We talked to her while walking by the West Lake, and we talked very hotly, and she probably thought that I didn't look like a bad person, and I didn't talk so guarded. I had been single for a long time, and suddenly my head was hot, so my right hand reached out and put my arm around her waist. The girl seemed to hesitate, but in the end she didn't refuse, how to talk and how to chat, talking and laughing. It wasn't until late that I dropped her off at the bus stop that the two separated.

I found a hotel nearby, and I thought to myself that girls are really incomprehensible now. It's not cheap to do love, and if you can spend money on this, it should mean that you have a lot of feelings for your boyfriend. But I put my arms around her but didn't refuse, which shows that this girl is not conservative, isn't it a contradiction?

The next day, I took a train from Hangzhou to Beijing. I went to the Buddha shop to take a look at Xiao Feng, but I didn't make an appointment for Mr. Cao to talk here. Although the Buddha brand shop can add points to the reliability of my brand dealer, the profits from selling the cards should also be shared with Mr. Feng, which is not cost-effective, so after chatting with Xiao Feng for a while, I sent a text message to Mr. Cao and made an appointment to meet him in his studio in Songzhuang.

From Sanlitun to Songzhuang, I still remember the wand thing clearly, especially the "performance artist" who jumped from the Museum of Modern Art, I always felt that he was much better than Mr. Wand, at least he dared to dedicate himself to art. It is said to be a studio, but in fact, it is a residence converted from a factory warehouse, and the entrance is a small iron gate in the alley, and the walls of the entire alley are full of graffiti, which is very artistic.

Entering through the iron gate, the inside is dim and narrow, and you have to go down the stairs, this warehouse is built underground. In all basements, the temperature in winter and summer is very good, summer can be called cool, and winter is cold. There is usually no heating in the warehouse, let alone in the basement, so Mr. Cao relies on an electric heater to keep him warm. This warehouse is not small, and the two electric heaters are not used at all, as can be seen from the thickened down jacket worn by Mr. Cao. He was about forty years old, with long hair, and he was very artistic. The clothes were old, and the big scalp shoes were about to wear out the front ends. I saw a thermohygrometer hanging on the wall, showing that the temperature was minus 9 degrees Celsius, and the temperature was 75 percent.

"You're working here?" I couldn't help but ask.

Mr. Cao shook his head: "Not only work, but I also eat and sleep here." He pointed to the corner of the wall, where there was a marching bed, and at the head of the bed were several large cardboard boxes, which were used as bedside tables, and on which were placed desk calendars and other items. There was a liquefied gas tank opposite, and next to it was a one-eye gas stove on a wooden cabinet with a large spoon. I thought to myself, people are really different, Mr. Cao actually lives in this kind of place, just to engage in sculpture creation, I am afraid that others will not be able to live for three days.

There are many sculptures in the warehouse, some large and some small, and one is covered with a thin canvas, I was curious to lift it, and found that the canvas was wet, Mr. Cao hurriedly said: "Don't move, that one is not finished yet, the mud is soft." I hurriedly let go of my hand and asked if there was any finished product. Mr. Cao pointed to the sculptures on the right side of the warehouse with easy stickers on them, and said that they were completed, ordered by the customer, and had not been shipped away.

I walked over to look at it, and saw that there were three sculptures that were not too big, all of them were dry, not colored, and the whole was dark gray. One is a man and a woman hugging each other tightly, the woman is wearing a low-cut nightdress with suspenders, and the man is wearing a nightgown, and he looks very much like Andy Lau; the second is a tiger going down the mountain, with two hind legs still stepping on a big stone, and the side of the stone is engraved with the words "Yitianshe and Xiashan Tiger"; the third is even more outrageous, it is a naked woman sitting on the ground, with a plump and sexy figure, her legs are separated in a figure-eight shape, her hands are on the ground, her back is facing the sky, her long hair hangs on the ground, and the key parts are also carved very thinly.

"It's all ...... Customer-made?" I asked.