"Oh, I see, thank you, uncle." Chen Yan was a little smart, and he was about to get to her, so he stopped talking and waited quietly.

"Come out by 5:30 p.m." The staff handed over something that looked like a hand ring, scanned it on the computer, and the time was displayed on it.

Chen Yan shook the electronic ring on her wrist, feeling really uncomfortable, she was not a puppy. No, after seeing Ouyang Zhi, you must take this thing off.

The East District is really big, and it deserves to be the center of government affairs. After entering the Eastern District, Chen Yan first stood on the map and looked carefully. Although it was a little whimsical, she still wanted to see if there was the name of the Ouyang family's company or the Jiang family's on it.

"Sure enough, I'm still stupid." Chen Yan muttered to himself. Who can find out where the Ouyang family and the Jiang family are located in that unified residential area, business district or government affairs district?

Chen Yan sighed and resigned himself to the release center. This place is easy to find, just look at the crowd of people who are in a hurry to pick up tasks or hand in tasks.

Chen Yan walked for a long time, about an hour or so, before he saw a majestic building, which should be a convention and exhibition center before the end of the world. Then it wasn't until he entered the release center that Chen Yan found that there were buses to arrive here more and more. Only 5 crystal nuclei.

Chen Yan looked at his "No. 11" bus, and then at the buses that stopped at the door to pick up and drop off passengers, and mocked himself speechlessly that it was Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden. What she should have thought of was that this was the base of Kyoto, the East Ward. There are many people who have money and don't want to walk. But it was useless to complain, she came over by herself.

Push open the door, and there is no bustling scene inside. Chen Yan raised her eyebrows, this action was learned from Ouyang Zhi, although she didn't realize it herself. The release center is large and divided into several areas. Chen Yan is now in the private release area. The tasks inside are also mainly to find people, find objects, exchange items and other information.

Chen Yan looked at the sign on the side, looking for a person with at least 50 crystal nuclei, and after the task was successful, the release center would extract 10% of the crystal nuclei as a handling fee. Each task can only be posted for 10 days, and if no one picks it up or does not complete it after 10 days, then it will be canceled. In addition, there will be an additional fee for the release of 5 crystal nuclei.

Chen Yan finished reading the notice. Instead of going to the release point, I slowly looked at several other places. The content of each place is different, there are base quests released, and commodity trading is also here. Therefore, a large sign has been erected at the entrance of each venue. The fees and rules are clearly stated on it. And those soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition patrol from time to time. Once someone is found to be violating or causing trouble. I took it away mercilessly.

Chen Yan finally stayed at the trading center. There are places like this in every base, some on the bright side and some on the black market. Over here. It's where the government runs. Chen Yan walked slowly past each stall. Those who can do business in it, the things they have in their hands are good, and there are some people who are in the storefront. What Chen Yan is looking for is these stores. Although now she can't see which store can be related to Ouyang Group. To be honest, with such a big family business as Ouyang Group, will it open a small store here?

However, Chen Yan didn't find the logo of Ouyang Group, but she was a single woman walking around leisurely, although she covered most of her appearance because she wore a hat, she could still see that she was a big beauty. The Ouyang family has been entrenched in Kyoto for so many years, how can there be no private spies? Because of this, Chen Yan's news was quietly transmitted back to Ouyang's mansion at this moment. Ouyang Fu, who was fighting with the piles of documents that were taller than a person, was frightened by the sudden news.

"Slowly, don't get anyone else's attention, bring her back. Forget it, take her to the nearest place, and I'll go there right away. Ouyang Fu picked up his coat, ignored the documents scattered on the ground, and hurried out. The joke is that 100,000 urgent things are not as important as Chen Yan. This woman, how many days has it been, even the turtle crawls faster than her, I really don't know if people are dying in a hurry? This turtle speed......

Chen Yan really didn't know that someone was in a hurry, although she could have a premonition of Ouyang Zhi's emotions, but she really didn't know that they would be so anxious that they would plan for the moment when she arrived in Kyoto. Now it has deviated for several days, and fortunately Ouyang Zhi is not there, otherwise, the land in Kyoto would have been overturned several times.

She was looking at an oil painting at the moment. An oil painting of a woman's side, with the lake in Kyoto's former famous **university** in the background. The oil painting is not framed, and it can be seen that it is a bit old, because the paper is yellowed, and the corners are still a little rolled, but it is still well preserved.

This woman with only one side made Chen Yan feel very familiar. Chen Wei had left her for too long, so long that Chen Yan only had this name, this shadow, in his heart, but he couldn't remember her face. Only when I look in the mirror, I will imagine what Chen should look like. But looking at this oil painting, Chen Yan inexplicably felt that this woman was Chen Weiwei.

She looked carefully at the inscription under the painting, and the imprints were already very blurry, as if they were stained with water or something, and even the paper was a little thin.

"It's a very good painting. However, the artist's private collection is never publicized in front of people. If the painter is willing to take it out, it must be of the Van Gogh level. The stall owner was cautiously selling. He picked up this painting, and he didn't remember who the painter was, anyway, the other party was about to die at the time, but he was still holding on to a roll. He thought it was some kind of treasure, but he didn't expect to open it and see that it was a broken oil painting. When I arrived in Kyoto, I didn't use any banknotes except gold. He set up a stall here, and he didn't know what the hell was doing, and in addition to selling diamonds, jewelry, and books, he also put this oil painting on display. It's just that it's been on the table for more than a week, not to mention buying it, and there are few people watching it. And those people passing by looked at him as if they were laughing at him for giving the second goods, when did they think that oil paintings could be sold for money? Even before the end of the world, those who engage in these arts are masters who have too much money to burn, let alone the current world? It made him feel like his head was cramping. Just as I was about to close the stall, a woman who seemed to have too much money to burn appeared, and seemed to be very interested in this painting. (To be continued.) )

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