Live broadcast of treasure appraisal, congratulations to the eldest brother for getting the prison m

Xinxiang County Public Security Bureau, interrogation room.

"Name?" - "Li Wei."

"Age?" - "Sixteen."

"Pfft~"

Ning Zhengdong had just taken a sip of water and spat it out when he heard these words.

"How much?" He looked at the "fat man" in the three-person tomb-robbing gang and asked, "You said you were 16 years old?"

The sixteen-year-old was as strong as an ox. When Ning Zhengdong and Lao Ma pulled him out of the robbery cave, they were almost dragged down by him.

"I am indeed 16 years old, but because I grew up eating Baijia rice and good nutrition, I grew up quickly." Fatty explained.

"Okay, anyway, it's based on the ID card." Ning Zhengdong asked, "Then do you know what you did?"

"We are just playing..."

"Stop!" Ning Zhengdong had heard the same words twice and quickly interrupted him: "Your eldest brother, Cun Tou, has already given up and said you are tomb robbers."

"Then we are tomb robbers, and whatever the big brother says will be done." The fat man replied very bachelorly.

"Were you the one who appraised treasures online before?"

"No, it's my dad."

"Um, according to our investigation, your father should be serving his sentence in the third provincial prison now. Do you mean that he escaped from prison?"

"Ah, hasn't he been released yet?" The fat man's expression was a little surprised: "Then there is nothing we can do. The treasure appraiser is Cun Tou, my eldest brother."

"You are honest." Ning Zhengdong nodded. He likes people who have a good attitude of confessing their sins, so they don't have to put in much effort.

"Then tell me what happened in detail again, and try not to miss any details."

"Okay." The fat man nodded: "Everything starts from a live broadcast room called Master Zhang Treasure Appraisal. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be able to embark on this illegal and criminal path..."

"Ah sneeze!"

Thousands of miles away, Zhang Yang, who had just completed the live broadcast task, suddenly sneezed.

"Xiao Zhang has a cold?" Sister Gao asked with concern: "The temperature has dropped recently. You young people should be careful."

"Thank you, Sister Gao." Zhang Yang replied casually, but he began to mutter in his heart: "Isn't it possible that the teacher found out about skipping class?"

Zhang Yang's part-time job is every afternoon. This semester, he only has classes today in the afternoon, because it is an elective course that all students in the college must take. There are many students, and they never call their names. The teacher also means, "Whether you come or not depends on the exam." As long as you can pass," Zhang Yang dared to run away directly.

Back at school, Zhang Yang didn't even have time to put his schoolbag in, and hurriedly ran all the way to the classroom.

Judging by the time, get out of class had just ended. I was lucky enough to catch the teacher. I explained the situation to the old professor, and maybe there was hope.

As a result, before entering the teaching building, I saw the classmates walking back.

"Is the teacher still there?" Zhang Yang asked someone randomly.

"Let's go. Teachers always leave first after class."

"Has your name been called?"

"I ordered it, but don't panic. I'll order it again next week. Just click it a second time."

"Huh~ That's good." Zhang Yang nodded.

At this time, a girl wearing a LO skirt came over and greeted him with a smile:

"Zhang Yang!"

"Hey, Ding Ying."

Zhang Yang knew this girl. She was from Class 4 like him. She looked like Wang Ziwen in height and appearance. The other party wears LO skirts every day in college. It is difficult for Zhang Yang's roommates not to discuss such a girl.

"Have you been to Linhai Antique City recently?" Ding Ying walked over and asked softly.

"I've been there." Zhang Yang didn't think much about it. Maybe this girl had been there too and happened to see him.

"That's it."

"What is it?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Nothing, um, are you free tonight? I want to introduce a girl to you."

"I'm free, I'm free." Zhang Yang's roommate happened to come over, overheard Ding Ying's words, and immediately answered for him.

"Lao Zhang, don't worry, I'll help you carry your schoolbag back."

Roommate Qin Kai enthusiastically helped Zhang Yang take off his schoolbag.

"Uh, that's okay." Zhang Yang nodded.

Antique City...Introducer...

At this moment, he had roughly understood what Ding Ying meant.

It was definitely not an introduction to my girlfriend. It was probably someone who knew that I bought that pastel flowerpot and wanted to talk to me.

Although he didn't know how the other party found him, in the current era of big data, it was not difficult to find someone based on the faces in the surveillance, so Zhang Yang was not surprised.

"Are we going now?"

"Can you wait for me? I'll go back and change clothes first." Ding Ying whispered.

"Okay, I'll just go have dinner then."

Zhang Yang turned around and wanted to leave with his roommates. Five o'clock happened to be dinner time.

"Eat your shit and have dinner." Qin Kai pulled Zhang Yang and whispered in his ear: "You go out with this girl and don't eat and just chat? Are you stupid?"

Then he smiled and pushed Zhang Yang to Ding Ying's side: "Let's go first, you guys chat."

The roommate's behavior made Zhang Yang dumbfounded. He could only say to Ding Ying, "Sorry, let's go."

…

Zhang Yang couldn't understand why girls who wear LO skirts every day in school have to change into floral dresses when they go out of school? They are both skirts, what’s the difference? Bai asked him to feed mosquitoes downstairs in the girls' dormitory for half an hour.

Ding Ying also couldn't understand why her distant cousin knew the boys in her class. Are you so anxious to meet him? Originally she wanted to go to the drama club to rehearse Lolita today.

Only Fang Tiantian understands everything.

In the Ruixing Cafe outside Linhai University, Fang Tiantian was stirring the coffee and thinking about how to talk to Zhang Yang.

Ding Ying had already gone out consciously, but the subtle expression on Zhang Yang's face made Fang Tiantian, who was five years older than him, feel a little dazed for a moment.

When she was in the store, she still thought that the sophomore student in front of her was having a whim, but she didn't expect that the clown in the end was herself.

"Cough~" Fang Tiantian pretended to cough and whispered, "Classmate Zhang, did you buy that pastel flowerpot for yourself?"

"Well, yes." Zhang Yang replied while drinking coffee, very comfortable.

Logically speaking, Zhang Yang should be a little nervous when facing someone so much older than him.

But maybe because the other person worked in an antique shop, and Zhang Yang was absolutely confident in the antique business, he felt that his tone and mood were very relaxed.

"Then do you have any plans to sell?" Fang Tiantian continued to ask.

"Do you want to buy it? Or do you buy it for someone else?" Zhang Yang asked.

That flower pot was worth at least one hundred thousand. The girl was a shop assistant, and she didn't look like she knew anything about antiques. Zhang Yang could only understand that she was asking the price for someone else.

"I bought it myself, three thousand and five thousand, is that okay?" Fang Tiantian asked a little guilty: "To be honest, someone had reserved that flower pot, but there was an up owner in the store at the time, so I gave it to I was busy and forgot.”

"Three thousand and five?" Zhang Yang suspected that there was something wrong with his ears: "Did I hear correctly? I've only seen sellers give discounts to students. This is the first time I've seen a discount given to students."

"Three thousand and five, you have already earned five hundred, which is a lot."

"That one is worth three thousand." Fang Tiantian said harshly: "We asked experts to appraise it. It was just because of my mistakes in my work, so the extra five hundred is the price I paid."

"Actually, my monthly salary is just over 4,000. I am really sincere about the 500."

As she spoke, Fang Tiantian pretended to be pitiful, pursed her lips, and looked at Zhang Yang with her big eyes flickering.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was unmoved, she deliberately pulled her clothes down again, revealing the charming snow-white under her neck.

"It's pretty good-looking." Zhang Yang looked at the other party openly, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"You're so generous, so I won't beat around the bush. If your monthly salary is five thousand, and you don't have food or drink, you will have to save for twenty months just to be able to afford that pastel flowerpot."

"Selling it to you for three thousand and five thousand, why?"