Near the airport, on the street.

The road has been cleared......

There are still a large number of armed police officers on both sides of the road.

"Hey, why did you stop?"

"What's wrong?"

When Cheng Shou stopped and got out of the car, many people in the car behind him were very puzzled.

On both sides of the street, many passers-by are also watching.

"Look, the first car has stopped, and it looks like someone inside is going to get down."

"Make such a big convoy...... The people inside are definitely not simple, take out your mobile phone and take a picture. ”

"Who the hell can make such a big move?"

Roadside.

The voices of those passers-by were quite lively.

And right under their gaze......

Cheng Shou was the first to get out of the car.

"Master, don't you need me to come with you?" As for Wang An, he looked at Ye Bei, with a lot of expectations in his old eyes, he knew that once Ye Bei walked out of this car door, he would go directly to another place.

"You don't have to do it until it's done!" Ye Bei's voice was cold.

But......

After Wang An heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his face was full of excitement.

Maybe Ye Bei's words were very cold.

Perhaps not......

But...... This answer faintly reveals another meaning......

As long as he gets things done, then in the following years, until he dies, he can follow Ye Bei to serve him, this kind of promise is absolutely precious to Wang An.

"Yes, sir...... The old slave will definitely do this as quickly as possible. ”

Wang An said excitedly.

Chirping......

His voice fell.

Without waiting for Cheng Shou to come and pull the door, Ye Bei had already pushed the door open by himself.

Wang An looked at the completely different scenery outside the car door and was slightly stunned.

Ye Bei did not hesitate at all......

Lift your feet.

Get up slowly.

When his body passed through the door, it was as if he had passed through a space.

This scene looks very weird.

Take Cheng Shou standing outside...... I saw that the car door was open, and no one could come out at all.

But from Wang An's point of view......

He could clearly see Ye Bei going out of the car door.

As for the moment, the passers-by on both sides of the street are very puzzled.

"What the hell was going on in that first car......

"It should be the driver who came out just now, and he started to pull the door, but I can see very clearly that his hand has not touched the door at all, but the door has opened automatically."

"That's weird...... What was that driver doing with so much respect for the air? ”

"No, there's someone sitting in the car, he's supposed to be talking! But I just don't understand...... He sat in the car, and he could completely say that he really couldn't understand the thoughts of these rich and powerful people. ”

Passers-by on both sides of the street were talking.

They are the same as Cheng Shou...... Naturally, I couldn't see the scene when Ye Bei left.

……

The convoy started again.

"Sir...... Just now, the old man left again? Cheng Shou returned to the driver's seat, and after the car advanced more than a thousand meters, he couldn't bear the dull atmosphere in the car, and said softly.

"My lord has always been like this."

In the past, Wang An would definitely not answer Cheng Shou.

But today is different......

When Ye Bei left, he was left with an expectation.

At this moment, Wang An was quite happy in his heart.

……

East China Sea, Temple of Literature!

This is a very famous antique market in the city.

Just because there is a temple in the name doesn't mean that the market is very small......

Contrary.

The whole Temple of Literature is a street.

On both sides of the street, there are buildings with a classical style...... Each building corresponds to a façade.

This place only trades antiques.

Other than that, there are no other industries......

But even so.

At all times, there are countless tourists who come here, making this street full of life and liveliness.

Its degree of prosperity, in a sense, has even surpassed the Pan homeland in Yandu.

Now.

In the middle of the Confucian Temple, in an antique shop, it is crowded with people, so it is not lively.

The name of this antique shop is: Years Scar.

The boss is an old man in his seventies, dressed in a Tang suit, with a bit of sharpness in his eyes...... He would have been very happy if the store was crowded on weekdays, but when he stood in the store today, his brows were tightly furrowed.

"Hey, boss, is this porcelain dish really going to be sold? List price of 10,000 RMB? ”

A snow-white-skinned, tall Westerner, in broken Chinese, asked the boss.

There was a lot of provocation in this voice.

"Jaime, you're not right! You must know that there is an old saying in Huaxia, open the door to do business, everyone is a guest, these antiques, are clearly marked, as long as the money is given, there will be no reason not to sell! ”

Behind the Western man, there was another man and a woman, both foreigners, and it was the woman who was talking about it at the moment, her voice was mocking, and when she spoke, her eyes narrowed, her hands were folded in front of her chest, and she looked proud.

The last foreigner tilted his head up, his eyes continued to look at the shop, and the corners of his mouth were hooked, as if he was enjoying himself.

And the Chinese people around them had ugly expressions.

"Is there any mistake...... Could it be that the treasures of our Huaxia Kingdom are all swept away by this group of foreigners? ”

"Damn it! Why are they so vicious? And also...... This Temple of Literature actually sells many national treasures as garbage? ”

"Don't talk if you don't understand, they're just picking up leaks! The really pitiful thing is that we Chinese people obviously have such good things in hand, but we don't know how to tell the difference, and as a result, we give others a chance. ”

The sounds around are constant.

As for the owner of the antique shop, his face turned dark.

What could he do?

Open the door to business......

So many people watched.

If you refuse...... Not to mention being ridiculed by these foreigners, how will you get mixed up in this antique street in the future?

But if it continues like this, it will definitely be a loss.

At this moment, the boss can be said to be entangled to the extreme!

He held back for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying in a hoarse voice: "You're right, open the door to do business...... The price is clearly marked here, and if you can see it, give the money, and the transaction will be done. ”

……

Temple of Literature, street entrance.

There are a lot of tourists here, but it's much calmer than in that year.

At this moment.

A young man in a white shirt walked leisurely among them.

Next to the teenager.

followed by a middle-aged man with dark skin and thief eyebrows, the man should have seen that Ye Bei was too young and thought he was very deceiving, and while walking, the man's mouth kept making noises, selling all kinds of antiques.

(End of chapter)