"Brother Fei, tell me honestly, are you the prince of the live broadcast platform and want to start from the grassroots level? Are you hiding the rich second generation to experience life? I usually treat you like a brother, can you Can’t you put my live broadcast room on the homepage every day?”
Liu Fei was really sweating, "Brother Ren, I am really not a rich second generation."
He Ren's eyes lit up, "Then the third generation of rich people? It doesn't matter, I don't choose friends. The second and third generation of rich people are all my good buddies."
"I really have no money..."
The treasure friends were laughing like crazy. They knew from the look on Liu Fei's face that he was not lying. It really didn't look like a drama about a young master going down to the grassroots to experience life.
He Ren actually noticed it, but he was still quite surprised, "Then how do you know so much about clocks and watches?"
"My grandfather and my father both repair watches..."
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect the reason to be so simple. Zhang Nuo said, "That's not right. When did you go abroad?"
Liu Fei was stunned, "When did I go abroad?"
"You said it clearly just now! You said you have seen the same clock in the palaces in London, Munich and Stockholm."
"I said it."
Zhang Nuo angrily pinched his waist and looked at Liu Fei, as if the beauty was about to hit him.
Liu Fei was startled. He also knew that Zhang Nuo was a black belt in Taekwondo, so he quickly explained, "I saw the picture online and happened to see it before."
"Well……"
Zhang Nuo was speechless, but He Ren asked, "Then why did you make up a classmate who likes watches before?"
"I'm not making it up. I do have a classmate who likes watches. He knows that my grandfather and father both repair watches. I also like watches myself, so he often talks to me about this..."
He Ren scratched his head, as if nothing was wrong. Sometimes the truth is so simple.
Some treasure friends became impatient and began to ask He Ren why he bought the package of letters. As if he was amnesty, Liu Fei immediately stood up, took the phone, and took a photo of the travel bag.
At this time, everyone came back to their senses. Yes, they were curious about why He Ren ran away at first, but He Ren took the lead and started to care about whether Liu Fei was a rich second generation. He Ren must have It's a scam!
"Anchor, please tell the truth. Our policy is to be lenient if you confess."
"That's right, policemen in the live broadcast room, please pay attention, the anchor is going to blow himself up."
He Ren shook his head and smiled bitterly, he was wronged...
"Why should I run? I just picked up big leaks."
Not to mention that the treasure friends were surprised, Zhang Nuo and Liu Fei also found it strange. During this period, they followed He Ren to the black market, the ghost market, and even bought an old house. He Ren picked up tens of millions and missed it. , he never said that he picked up the big leak...
They really couldn't see what was wrong with a package of letters written by foreigners. Could it be that they were written by celebrities?
There were similar speculations in the barrage. He Ren snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, they are written by celebrities. Many of them are handwritten letters!"
He Ren took out a letter from his bag, glanced at it, and read, "Dear Ellen... If I, uh."
After reading only two sentences, He Ren couldn't read any more. His English basics had long been returned to the teacher. Seeing this, Zhang Nuo couldn't help but raise his forehead and took the letter, "Dear Alan, if I next Go to Brooklood on Wednesday and stay for a week..."
"I won't read it later. It probably means that this person wanted to visit Bristol and Leeds and asked his friends if they had time and the specific time for the carriage ride during the trip. There was nothing special about it. The time was quite early. Yes, the date is February 13, 1846."
"The signature is CB, which should be an abbreviation. Who is this person? Is he famous?"
He Ren was unhappy, "What does it mean to be famous? This is a letter written by Charlotte Bronte."
There are many losers in the live broadcast room. This name is very unfamiliar to them. They only know Charlotte, or the Charlotte Hornets. Who is Charlotte Brontë?
He Ren was anxious, "Charlotte Bronte, the British female writer, the one who wrote "Jane Eyre", do you think she is famous?"
"Is it her? Damn it!"
Zhang Nuo rarely uttered a curse word, and she immediately covered her mouth. Beauty should pay attention to her image, but she was really excited at this time. She took out her cell phone and checked it, and then compared the letter with her cell phone for a long time. Then a cry, "Found it!"
He Renqi asked, "What did you find?"
"I found a photo of this letter!" Zhang Nuo excitedly handed the phone to He Ren, "This is "Charlotte Bronte's Letters" published by Oxford University. There is a photo in it, which is exactly the same as this letter. .”
He Ren was also shocked. The only information the Treasure Eye gave was a letter written by Charlotte Bronte. He really didn't expect to find confirmation.
Zhang Nuo was still very excited, "Look at the mark. It says in the book that the whereabouts of the original letter are unknown. I didn't expect it to appear here!"
He Ren didn't expect it, so he checked again and found that most of Charlotte Bronte's autographed letters are now hidden in the small museum of the Charlotte Bronte Association. This letter is still a collection-level letter. If the original letter is handwritten, the value will be even higher.
My treasure friends were also shocked. They didn’t know Charlotte Bronte, but I’m afraid there are not many people who haven’t heard of Jane Eyre. It is a world-class masterpiece after all. It’s an autographed letter from such a famous writer. , it must be valuable.
He Ren shook his head, "It's not as valuable as you think, maybe two or three hundred thousand a piece."
"Two or three hundred thousand is still not worth it? Is the anchor lost?"
"That's right, a piece of paper can be sold for two to three hundred thousand, so what else do you need a bicycle?"
"Isn't it right? Didn't the anchor say before that he picked up a big leak? Two to three hundred thousand shouldn't be considered a big leak, right? Brother Feng's olive bottle can also be sold for three hundred thousand."
He Ren smiled slightly and leaned back, "A letter is indeed not a big leak, but there is a travel bag here."
"Holy shit, is that all?"
"No wonder the anchor wants to run away. If Brother Feng and that Lao Zheng had watched the live broadcast, they would have probably killed them."
"It's useless to kill them. How can they still rob them openly?"
"That's right, didn't you find that the anchor is a bitch? There is a camera above his head..."
"Anchor, keep browsing and see if there are any autographed letters from other celebrities."
He Ren also had this intention. He was shocked when he looked at a few pictures. They were all celebrities...
He Ren took out another envelope, but what was inside was not a letter, but a card with a signature on it. Zhang Nuo took it again, "ArthUr CONan DOyle... Who is this person? Conan? Detective?" "
"It's really a detective, but it's written about a famous detective."
Zhang Nuo suddenly thought of someone, "You mean..."
He Ren was delighted, "Yes, it's Arthur Conan Doyle, the one who wrote "Sherlock Holmes"."
