Returning to the entrance of Dongxing Pedestrian Street, I immediately found Bai Jiahao.
I pulled him upstairs to a table with soundproof glass.
"Xiao Bai, has the news been released?"
I looked at my phone and asked slowly, "Does Lu Yunchuan know?"
What I'm talking about is, of course, the inside story of the auction.
Of course, this message was "refuse to copy" Tao Ronghua.
"I told you everything, but Lu Yunchuan asked me why I told him this."
Bai Jiahao answered truthfully.
"Tell him the next time you contact him. All this information proves to Uncle Seventh that there is someone lurking around Liu Qingzhong secretly helping him."
I answered directly, "Although it's a small matter, it needs to leave such an impression."
"yes!"
Bai Jiahao nodded and said, "What should I do with the money I got from Tao Ronghua?"
"It's Huahua's turn, don't treat yourself badly."
I said and smiled, "After all, the big money I gave you can only be given to you after the matter is over."
Saying this, Bai Jiahao felt relieved a lot.
"Chen Cheng, Xiao Chen, come here."
With that said, I took the three of them upstairs.
Yu Wenbo and Zhuo Ding were watching the storm downstairs, acting as chiefs for the time being.
After all, there is no business, just sitting in the hall, there is no technical content.
"Today Tao Ronghua obtained a painting by Zhang Daqian at auction."
"I need this painting, is there anything you can do?"
Closing the door, I turned around and spoke.
"Steal it. We know Tao Ronghua's warehouse anyway."
Chen Cheng spoke directly without thinking.
"Don't forget, we were filmed long ago last time."
I waved my hand, this method will definitely not work.
"Brother Shen, what do you want that painting for?"
Chen Zebin thought for a while, "If you just want it, you can pay Tao Ronghua to give it to you."
"That's right, Tao Ronghua has a lot of stuff and wouldn't care to give you a painting."
Bai Jiahao analyzed, "And I saw a lot of good things from him."
"This painting cannot pass through my hands, and it has to be sent to Uncle Seventh."
I will tell you my ultimate goal.
"Then...if you can't steal or buy, what else can you do?"
Chen Zebin frowned, showing distress.
In an instant, Chen Cheng, Chen Zebin and I all focused our attention on Bai Jiahao.
There is only one person among them who can get the thing without being out of my hands - Bai Jiahao!
He is now "placed" in my hands as Tao Ronghua's "eyeliner".
"What are you looking at me doing?"
Bai Jiahao didn't know what was going on.
"Brother Shen, I have a good idea!"
"Let Bai Jiahao say he wants to paint and just make up a reason!"
Chen Zebin thought for a moment and said, "In this way, the painting in Bai Jiahao's hands can be sent directly to Lu Yunchuan's hands."
"The reason is more important. Let Tao Ronghua believe that you really want this painting."
Chen Cheng also followed suit.
"How about you say that you have a friend who has been collecting Zhang Daqian's paintings?"
I smiled slightly and thought of the reason.
"Friends from out of town, Tao Ronghua won't bother to check it out!"
Chen Cheng followed my train of thought and added.
"But before that, Bai Jiahao has to find a reason to report the news to Tao Ronghua."
Chen Zebin thought about possible loopholes in this plan.
"I heard that Tao Ronghua collected a painting by Zhang Daqian. Isn't that enough?"
After I said this, everyone nodded.
It's not too late, Bai Jiahao can set off immediately.
"Brother Shen, let me think about what to say."
With the "materials" for "acting", Bai Jiahao needs to figure out how to "act" himself.
"Brother Shen, just imitate Tao Ronghua and play against Bai Jiahao."
Chen Zebin said and smiled.
"Okay, I'll go first."
"Xiao Bai, you weren't monitoring Shen Fan's store, why did you come to my place?"
I thought about Tao Ronghua's tone towards his subordinates and spoke slowly.
"Mr. Tao, Shen Fan just came back and told us about the auction."
Before Bai Jiahao could continue, I immediately interrupted, "Didn't you tell me such unimportant news just now?"
I looked angry and almost slapped the table.
"Mr. Tao, wait until I finish!"
"Shen Fan said, Mr. Tao, you have collected a painting by Zhang Daqian."
Bai Jiahao paused and said, "Can you give me this painting?"
"What did you use it for?"
I frowned, trying to portray the Tao Ronghua I knew as well as I could, lest Bai Jiahao say the wrong words.
"I have a friend from out of town who has been collecting Zhang Daqian's paintings... Can Mr. Tao give me the paintings..."
Bai Jiahao pretended to be aggrieved and careful.
This acting skill is comparable to that of veteran actors.
"For you..."
I paused, took a deep breath, and pretended to think about it.
"Mr. Tao, you have a lot of collections anyway, but I really want this painting!"
Seeing Bai Jiahao like this, even I want to give it to him!
I think there should be no problem for Bai Jiahao to pass by like this.
"That's about it, you're in this state."
I said and patted Bai Jiahao on the shoulder.
He tidied up his instrument and set off immediately.
Less than ten minutes after Bai Jiahao left, a guest came to my door.
"Sir, we have all genuine products here. If you are interested, please take a look."
Chen Zebin walked up to the guests before me and spoke enthusiastically.
Although there have been no decent customers for more than a month, Chen Zebin has never lost his ability as a waiter.
"Ahem, I'm not here to see antiques."
He said and walked straight towards me, "Shen Fan, right? Can we talk?"
I frowned slightly and looked at this person.
Wearing a suit and tie, he looks like a social elite.
But I recognize the badge hanging on the chest of his suit.
The person with the word "tax" on the top is naturally someone from the Tax Administration Office.
"I shouldn't have done any tax evasion, right?"
I said directly, "My friend, have you found the wrong person?"
"You didn't, I just wanted to talk to you."
There seemed to be a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"please."
I said, extending my hand and inviting him to go upstairs, "It's covered with soundproof glass, so people outside can't hear."
I don't know why, but I have a vague feeling that this person is here for Liu Qingzhong.
Watching him go upstairs, I quietly turned on the recording on my phone.
"What do you call it?"
"Wang Fan."
"Oh, the name is similar to mine."
I poured him some tea.
He smiled and said, "I recently found out that you seem to have just been working with Secretary Liu, right?"
As he spoke, he took out his phone and looked through the pictures, "It was just two months ago...after the Cultural Relics Management Office found out that you had prohibited items..."
"That's right, I'm working for Secretary Liu. Do you have any advice?"
I put down the teacup, sat down slowly, "Drink tea."
"I'm not talking about giving advice, but I just want you to listen to my advice."
