She tilted her head, manipulated her slender white thighs with great interest, put her toes on Song Wenbin's thighs and pushed them.
Song Wenbin, a man with 22 years of skill, almost couldn't withstand this gentle push. He was a little frightened and pale and huddled on the mat looking at Sutina, like a young mouse looking at a giant beast.
Sutina had never seen Brother Song, who had played games in various countries with ease and even dominated the world, showing such an uneasy expression. She couldn't help but turn up the corners of her mouth with a bad smile. She tapped Brother Song's leg with her delicate and round toes, tilted her head and asked: "You You have sunscreen in your hand, why don’t you apply it to us?”
"Don't be like this... Sutina... we are working..."
Song Wenbin himself didn't realize the weakness and pleading in his voice.
But his actions and demeanor had clearly exposed his vulnerability at the moment.
Seeing his expression and movements, Sutina became as excited as a bloodthirsty hound.
"Hehe, doesn't this help you act more like him?" She smiled wilfully and rubbed her feet on Song Wenbin's legs.
Song Wenbin's eyes widened and he almost fainted without taking a breath.
But Huo Yu couldn't stand it anymore. She sighed, took the sunscreen oil from Song Wenbin's hand, and replaced it with the orange juice in her hand.
"Look at the sea." She ordered, pointing to the railing on the bow of the ship.
Song Wenbin looked at Huo Yu gratefully as if he had been granted amnesty.
"Thank you, Brother Yu..."
After saying that, without looking back, he hurriedly took the orange juice and ran to the flying bridge to find photographer Wei Ning.
Brother Yu frowned and looked at Sutina, and Sutina also frowned and looked at her. It took a lot of effort for Brother Song to show that expression before she had time to tease him.
"What are you doing?" she asked angrily.
Snapped!
Brother Yu raised his hand and slapped her oppai, and said coldly: "Are you acting in your true colors?"
Sutina, who felt guilty, quickly covered her body and turned around to look. Fortunately, the only photographer, Wei Ning, was currently lying on the fly bridge to take pictures of the boat in the distance and Teacher Yan facing the sea, focusing on giving him a close-up.
"You're going to die!"
She spat softly and pinched Huo Yu.
Huo Yu glared and raised his palm as if to strike: "Didn't you put on sunscreen? I'll put it on for you."
Sutina covered her head and turned over with a reluctant and coquettish hum.
Huo Yu then put down his palm, squeezed some sunscreen oil, and applied it on the humming Sutina's back. While applying it, he looked at the fishing boat getting closer and closer, with a serious look on his face.
.......
After being out of sight, out of mind, Song Wenbin, standing on the flying bridge, quickly got back to work.
The fishing boat was getting closer and closer, and the people on the old fishing boat also saw the luxury yacht approaching not far away. In fact, they had already seen the yacht. As a super toy worth 100 million yuan, this yacht is almost the same as an ocean villa. Compared with it, the fishing boat next to it looks much shabby.
There were several Indonesians sitting on the dilapidated fishing boat. Their dark faces bore traces of the accumulated sea breeze. They looked at the yacht next to them and the man drinking orange juice on the yacht, with envy in their eyes. Part numbness, three parts vigilance and one part indifference.
That look made Song Wenbin realize that this was not the group of people last night, and their eyes were different.
The yacht slowly stopped, and the Indonesians on the fishing boat stood up. After seeing the yacht, they stood in front of the fished things without leaving a trace, blocking Song Wenbin's view.
At this time, two men wearing simple diving suits stood out from the water. One of the two men was an Indonesian, and the other was a gray-haired European. His wet and sparse hair was tied behind his head, and his waist was a little thin. The sentence is crooked.
The European was obviously stunned when he saw the yacht next to him, but he was also very calm. He just adjusted his mask and asked a few questions.
Wei Ning translated in Song Wenbin's ear: "What did he ask you about?"
Song Wenbin smiled and asked loudly: "Are you trying to get something here?"
After listening to Weining's translation, the people on the fishing boat became vigilant, but the European man just raised his hand and said calmly: "I am a diving instructor here and I teach people to dive here. What do you want?" What are you doing?"
Song Wenbin showed a smile like that of DiCaprio in The Wolf of Wall Street and said: "I am a collector who is keen on adventure. My friend, I am very interested in the treasures here. If you salvage any treasures, you can sell them to me. Believe me, I will give you a very reasonable price."
"There's nothing precious here, sir."
The man said calmly: "I'm just teaching diving here."
"Who said there are no treasures?" Song Wenbin whistled cynically, "Come here, treasures~"
The two girls who were pretending to sunbathe looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. They stood up silently and came to Song Wenbin. Song Wenbin put his arms around Sutina's shoulders. Sutina snorted and pressed against his shoulder. Huo Yu gritted his teeth and hit Song Wenbin on the neck with a tilt of his head.
The collision almost cracked Song Wenbin's cervical vertebrae. He resisted the dizziness of vomiting blood, maintained the bohemian smile of a rich second generation, held a girl in one hand and said, "I've heard people say that there are many underwater things in Indonesia." Where are the babies, do you want me to see your babies too?"
The Indonesians below saw the rich and well-off Sutina, and their eyes widened.
At this time, Song Wenbin let go of his hand, took out a thick stack of US dollars from his pocket, and said, "How about it? There is no such store after this village. Do you want to come up and share it with us?"
Seeing the thick stack of U.S. dollars in Song Wenbin's hand, the group of Indonesians finally relaxed, and they began to discuss among themselves among themselves. Song Wenbin looked at them and pushed the two girls away without leaving any trace.
Soon, the discussion came to a conclusion. The European-looking guy said: "We did pick up some gadgets when we were diving, but I just don't know if you are interested in that kind of thing."
"You have to watch it to know whether you're interested or not. It's so hot. How about a drink?" Song Wenbin raised the orange juice at hand and said frivolously and cheerfully.
The European man looked at the dollar in Song Wenbin's hand, then at the two beauties next to him, nodded, and turned to discuss with his friends.
Song Wenbin looked at Huo Yu and whispered in her ear: "If you really encounter any valuable clues later, just leave that white man behind."
Huo Yu nodded.
Sutina's face was extremely solemn.
After the discussion, the white man moved his fishing boat closer to the yacht. When Song Wenbin returned to the cockpit along the flybridge, the white man was leading his men from their boat holding a small basket. Jumped to the water platform.
Song Wenbin smiled and reached out with unusual enthusiasm to pull the old white man onto the boat. Li Wenwen, the camera crew disguised as a maid, served them juice.
Song Wenbin enthusiastically invited the white man and his Indonesian companion to the sofa, but the white man did not sit down. He just said: "The things in the sea water are only what we get occasionally, but you look like you are Chinese." , we did pick up a few well-preserved items, please see if you are willing to accept them."
With that, he placed the frame on the floor.
Sutina was about to rush over to check, but was held back by Huo Yu.
Song Wenbin looked around and saw that there were three or four porcelains in the frame. This porcelain was much more complete than the fragments they salvaged, and the most complete one only had one corner missing. There are blue dragon and phoenix patterns on its surface, which looks very exquisite.
Song Wenbin picked up the porcelain bowl, turned it over, and his heart stopped.
"Yongle Year System"
Four regular script signatures are faintly visible at the bottom of the broken porcelain bowl.
He put down the porcelain bowl with an expressionless expression, turned it over again, and pulled out a piece of gold as thick as his thumb. Part of it is golden, and part of it is corroded by sea water to produce a dense patina. After looking at Danjin, Song Wenbin took out a few more copper coins, but the words on the coins could no longer be seen clearly.
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"Tsk..."
Song Wenbin stood up and said with some regret: "It's too broken, my friend. It doesn't meet the standards of collection at all. With all due respect, no one will buy these things even if they are put on eBay."
After listening to the translation, the old white man's expression showed no change and said: "These are very valuable. Although they are very broken, they are very rare." As he said that, he picked up the porcelain bowl with the Yongle year stamp on it and said, "This kind of Bowls with the same age and signature are rare even in China. Of course, the quality is a bit different, but the price we ask is not high. If you are willing to pay $10,000, these things will be yours."
"Five hundred dollars." Song Wenbin said directly.
The old white man was stunned for a moment.
Song Wenbin said coldly: "If there is nothing else more valuable, I can only see $500."
"No, no, no." The old white man was about to lift the frame on the deck: "It's too low."
Song Wenbin didn't stop him either.
"Please give me a good price." The old white man put down his frame and said.
Song Wenbin didn't hesitate and took out the stack of banknotes from his pocket, sorted out five and handed them over.
"Add more, add more."
The old white man took the money and said, "It's really more than this price."
Song Wenbin raised a thick stack of dollars in his hand and said: "I need to see something more valuable, friends. These rags are too perfunctory. If there are no other things, I won't even pay a penny. You guys Where to go and back.”
The old white man looked at the money in Song Wenbin's hand, hesitated, touched his pocket, took out a small golden object from his pocket, and handed it over.
"Boss, you know the goods. Look at this. This is a good thing we picked up this month." He said.
Seeing that little thing, Sutina couldn't bear it anymore. She pushed Huo Yu away, walked up to the old white man, snatched the gold object from his hand, and observed it under the light.
It was a small monkey the size of a finger, very plainly carved, and there was a pattern that looked like a seal at the bottom.
"This is an ancient Sumatra golden monkey seal. It is a very good collection. If Indonesia does not allow circulation, I estimate that it can be sold for at least 100,000 US dollars. Of course, if you want to buy it, 80,000 US dollars is enough. That's enough." The old white man said expectantly.
Song Wenbin reached out and took the monkey wither from Su Tina's hand and weighed it. It was a bit heavy, but it seemed to be very valuable.
Su Tina whispered in Song Wenbin's ear: "In ancient times, Sumatra was known as the Golden Kingdom and had a large number of gold mines. This guy is right. This is an ancient gold seal. The person who uses it will not be low-level and is very valuable."
Song Wenbin weighed the statue and asked, "Are there any others?"
"This...is really gone." Bai Man said.
Song Wenbin handed him the stack of banknotes in his hand.
“You can’t sell it for $10,000.”
"If you don't want to sell it, don't sell it." The man quickly took back the little monkey Jindie and said, "This is not worth ten thousand dollars."
"If you don't want to sell it, forget it. To be honest, I think this kind of thing is very mediocre and inferior compared to what I have in my collection. If you don't have anything more valuable, I think you can only keep these porcelain bowls. Got off."
"Then forget it."
The man took the monkey with his diver and walked out.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Huo Yu took a step forward.
Song Wenbin reached out to hold her, winked at her, and shook his head.
When they reached the waterfront platform, the white man looked back at Song Wenbin and said unwillingly, "If you add a little more, you really can't sell it for 10,000."
"No more." Song Wenbin shook the banknotes in his hand and said, "If you sell it, just sell it. If you don't sell it, forget it."
Looking at the dangling stack of dollars, the white man gritted his teeth, walked back and said, "Twelve thousand dollars, twelve thousand dollars, I'll sell it to you."
Song Wenbin took the little monkey from his hand, handed him the dollar in his hand, and said forcefully: "How about making a friend? It's our first time doing business. Let me pick it up. If you have any other Baby, I’ll take it as it comes.”
"Okay, okay, I'll leak it to you."
The white man said a little unhappy after taking the money.
Although he struggled before the transaction, after the transaction, the white man was very happy when he got 10,000 US dollars. The group of Indonesians looked at the money in his hand and couldn't help but smile.
However, just as they were about to leave the Sanbao, Song Wenbin stopped them again: "Wait a minute, friends."
The old white man turned around and saw Song Wenbin taking out a large silver-white box from behind the sofa and opening it on the coffee table with a loud sound. Inside the big silver box were dozens of thick bundles of U.S. dollars, amounting to a million dollars.
"Do you have any other treasures? If so, I'll take them all." Song Wenbin looked at Bai Man and asked with a smile.
Bai Nan looked at the box, his eyes widened for a moment. The bodies of the Indonesians on the side could not stop chattering. They looked at the box of dollars with extremely longing expressions.
However, after swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva, the white man sighed and said with dark eyes: "It's really gone."
"Is it really gone?" Song Wenbin asked.
No more pretense, no more diving instructors. The old white man looked at Song Wenbin pleadingly and said, "Let's do this. Leave me a phone number. If we find him, we will notify you as soon as possible."
