Chapter 965: Strangely missing

Zhuang Haoyun also knew Li Shishi. When she saw her driving back, she quickly waved to stop her.
Assistant Xiao Li heard that Feng Jun was not in the manor, and he felt a little strange-did he go out this afternoon?
Anyway, she was used to being an assistant and asked naturally, "What are you looking for Feng?"
Zhuang Haoyun hesitated for a while, but still didn't make it clear, "You tell the master, I have eyebrows about the stone lamp."
Li Shishi didn't touch his head, but the other party intentionally didn't make it clear, so after nodding, he drove into the manor.
After returning to the villa, she happened to see Feng Jun in the front yard, so she stepped forward and told about Zhuang Haoyun.
At the moment Yang Yuxin was not in the villa, Feng Jun heard that it was a stone lamp, and immediately said aloud, "Let him come in."
When Zhuang Haoyun came in this time, he felt a little uncomfortable. He co-authored Master Feng at home but didn't want to see me?
In fact, he still has great respect for Feng Jun, and he is very grateful that he saved his son, but from the depths of his heart, he does not think he owes the other much-I asked you to treat the disease, but I I also gave you money.
Later, you taught my son to practice, and I am very grateful, but in the end-is that not successful?
Seriously, you are pretending not to be at home. I heard the news of the stone lamp and let me in. This is too disrespectful.
He had no intention of disrespecting the master, but the master's doing so also made him feel cold.
Of course, the pimple in his heart was just a little bit. After seeing Feng Jun, he took the initiative to talk about the stone lamp.
The last time Feng Jun passed by Shi Deng, it was taken away by Professor Lian of the China Health Association.
A while ago, the fourth uncle of Zhuang Haoyun went to Professor Lian to ask for advice, but Professor Lian said that the stone bowl was borrowed and played by the vice president-you are the owner, it is really not convenient for me to talk to him.
Uncle Zhuang found the vice president again. The vice president thought about it for a long time before roughly remembering the stone bowl. If I remember correctly, it should be left at home and then disappeared without knowing how.
When speaking these words, the vice president behaved quite impatiently. This person is also a retired cadre. His impatience has a very clear logic-isn't it just a broken stone bowl? It ’s already given away, you come back to ask for it ... Do you want to disgust me deliberately?
Upon seeing this, Uncle Zhuang didn't dare to say anything. He was also in the officialdom. He knew what a taboo thing it was to return after asking for a gift.
Of course, even when the professor took it away, he didn't say that he wanted to give it to the other party, but just said, "I will play it if I like it, and it will not be too late for me to play enough."
What he thinks is that this is the heirloom of the banker, and he hopes it can be recovered one day, but even Professor thinks it is a gentle gift-is it always the case that people in the officialdom give gifts?
In fact, Uncle Zhuang also had this meaning in his heart, so he said a buzzword. However, in the middle of the year, he had an excellent opportunity to improve. Have a chance to say it again.
Uncle Zhuang smiled and understood, then he missed the progress.
Two months later, he went to Beijing to find Professor Lian and said that his family was going to sacrifice his ancestors. He needed this stone bowl, and he was under great pressure.
However, the end result was that the stone bowl disappeared silently!
In fact, Zhuang Sishu was not very angry, just because the investment failed, but when he saw Zhuang Haoyun, he remembered the matter again, so he said it again-this is how things go, if you have a way, just Get the stone bowl back.
He felt that his nephew might be able to help him out.
In fact, Uncle Zhuang still inquired about where the stone bowl was-in the hands of a collector in Beijing.
It ’s definitely not free for collectors to get this stone bowl, so there are some things ... really disgusting.
Zhuang Haoyun came over and told Feng Jun what the collector was called.
He asked people to ask collectors, how to sell this stone bowl, but the other party is only two words-not sold!
Zhuang Haoyun didn't think about it, using some shady means, but wanting to do so in the imperial capital, the risk is relatively large, especially if the other party can play collection in Beijing, it is not a simple character.
So he can only come to Feng Jun and pass on the news.
Feng Jun was still very interested in this stone lamp. After pondering for a while, he asked, "If I want to leave this stone lamp, what do you hope to get?"
Zhuang Haoyun originally wanted to mention the matter of his son's cultivation again, but when he saw Master Feng's "thin love", he also felt a little disappointed in his heart-my son's meridian has been broken once, it is estimated that he has more reason to refuse Right?
He turned his head to think about it, and finally sighed, "I found there was really nothing to ask for."
Feng Jun didn't care either. In fact, he didn't know what the stone lamp was, "I'll talk about it then."
The two were talking, and the flowers flew in happily-this is the first time since the millennium, it is the first time to be a guest, and it is also a celebration of its promotion, and the mood is quite good.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Jiahui, who was practicing in the backyard, also ran in. Now, she and Huahua already have some telepathy.
Looking at Gu Jiahui playing with butterflies, Zhuang Haoyun felt even more uncomfortable-this child can cultivate so hard, but my son has no possibility of cultivation.
He stood up and said goodbye. When the battery car left the courtyard door, Yang Yuxin came back.
She glanced suspiciously at Zhuang Haoyun riding a battery car and asked, "He is coming in?"
Huahua's celebration ceremony is quite interesting. It even greeted Xiaowu. Even more interesting is that before Xiaowu entered the door, he actually took it to the pump room and took a hot bath.
Happy times always pass quickly. On that night, Feng Jun took Yang Yuxin to Beijing.
This flight is to directly drive the time shuttle. The reason why I chose night is that it is not easy to be discovered. Second, it was announced by Dan Xiatian and will soon enter the small world trial.
The trial ... Feng Jun is not interested in going, but almost all the disciples of Luohua Manor are interested in participating, even Huahua is no exception-it wants to know what is different in the two small worlds.
At that time, Feng Jun had to stay at Luohua Manor.
Although the time shuttle has no shell, it still has a layer of shield after driving.
Feng Jun looked at the direction and gradually increased his speed, while Yang Yuxin slowly relaxed, and finally reclined in his arms.
This is the case with women. Once someone is identified, all restraint will be left behind.
Director Yang is the woman's most mature age. In Luohua Manor, she always suppresses her own , but this kind of thing, the more you want to suppress, the harder it is to suppress.
She went to Jincheng a while ago and felt a little better-in fact, at her age, she would become more and more unwilling if she didn't think about something, and finally led to an indifferent old life state in advance.
But if you want to be satisfied from time to time, it really is "thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger, and fifty sitting on the ground."
Director Yang went out and finally managed to control his emotions. When he came back to see Feng Jun, he couldn't help but broke out again.
Leaning on him, she sighed with satisfaction, "I'm really a little crazy, knowing that I will accompany you to Beijing tonight, I feel so difficult every second ... I have arranged the room."
Feng Jun chuckled, "If you don't mind, it doesn't matter if you land now, but if you want ... a thousand miles a day, that's impossible. This is a flying weapon, not a private jet."
Yang Yuxin spoke weakly, "Then ... land it."
Feng Jun lowered his head and kissed her face, then smiled and said, "Still can't help it?"
Yang Yuxin was suddenly ashamed, "I want to go to the bathroom, you are not a private jet ... pick up a place where no one is."
It ’s really too simple to choose a place where no one is in the dark, and it ’s where there is no light.
Feng Jun landed in a mountainous area, but no one was there, but the overgrown conditions were extremely poor.
Fortunately, Master Feng is an immortal and does not lack all kinds of living materials.
Two hours later, the two set off again. Director Yang Rongguang glowed as if he had just done a beauty job.
From Zheng Yang to Beijing, the road was very close. Even if the road was delayed for two hours, they arrived at the suburb of Beijing only at three in the morning. However, it took almost an hour to drive into the city.
Yang Yuxin also arranged a ten-story small building in a large complex, which is very unremarkable. There seem to be particularly many places like Beijing.
But after all, the two did n’t enter a room. In the words of Director Yang, anything could happen here in Beijing. It ’s better to be cautious. She is a widow and does n’t care what other people say, but to prevent people with ulterior motives from ruining their reputation .
But Feng Jun always felt ... Did she feed her halfway?
It was not too late for the two to get up the next day. They woke up at nine o'clock and went to the restaurant for breakfast.
After breakfast, Yang Yuxin contacted his friends and asked them to investigate the collector ’s news.
Regarding that guy, Zhuang Haoyun only knew that he lived near the embassy area and was named Smith.
Two hours later ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Yang Yuxin's friend wrote back. There is indeed such a guy who likes to collect. The interesting thing is that this guy is a pure-bred Chinese, named Smith, not someone else. number……
In fact, his mother is a returned overseas Chinese, and his father is ... anyway, it is a high-ranking official, so I won't say much. Although he is dead, there are many friends.
Yang Yuxin learned about the other person's background-this is an essential skill for life in Beijing, and then asked her friend to retell, "Tell him, I want to buy a stone bowl in his hand and let him make a price."
She did not consider the possibility of "the other party really does not want to sell". In her view, all collectibles are valuable, the only difference is whether you can afford the price.
She has always been proud, and only when she encounters such a thing as "daughter taking poison" will she be lordless and beg for help.
But soon, her friend replied the message: Smith said that he collected it for others, and had no right to dispose of it.
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