RPAGF Chapter 152: Twin Flowers (75)
Chapter 152: Twin Flowers (75)
Nowadays, the mines are exhausted and collection-level gems are rare. It is a rare opportunity to see so many treasures at one time. Yun Tinglan was very happy. Even if she couldn't take them away, it was worth the trip.
Seeing that she really liked it, the old professor was willing to give up one of the sapphires.
The 34.9 carat royal blue is of superb quality in both color and cut, and is absolutely collectible!
Of course there are flaws, there are some inclusions at the bottom, but they are almost invisible to the naked eye. Such a large natural unheated gem is rare, so we can't be too demanding.
Yun Tinglan couldn't help but feel happy. Such a top-quality product certainly couldn't be missed.
It was a rare opportunity to meet such congenial people, and the old president was very happy. He insisted on inviting them to dinner and even said he would cook for them himself.
Unable to refuse the invitation, the two stayed for dinner, and it was already dark when they left.
Yun Tinglan was drinking fruit wine. It tasted sweet and she didn't feel anything. She thought it was fruit juice and didn't take precautions. After a few glasses, the aftereffects came.
You can't say he's drunk, you can only say he's slightly tipsy.
Her mind was still very clear. She understood what Song Jinhan said, but she just felt confused. Everything she heard seemed so far away, as if it came from the horizon.
The reaction is naturally slow.
Oh, I’m drunk!
Song Jinhan also noticed that something was wrong with her. Looking at her rosy face and her eyes that were a little hazy but tried hard to open them wide, there was something he didn't understand.
I feel angry and sad.
By the time Song Jinhan asked Assistant Liu to get a blanket from the trunk, he had already fallen asleep.
The light from the roof of the car shone on her cheek, and her beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed, obviously she didn't sleep well.
He carefully moved her into his arms, removed her black braid from her neck, gently took off her shoes, put her in a comfortable sleeping position, and covered her with a blanket.
He stroked her back gently, patiently like coaxing a baby, and whispered, "Drive steadily, slower."
Special Assistant Liu sat back in the driver's seat and considerately raised the tailgate. He sighed in his heart that love is something that runs deep in one's bones and marrow, and can even make a cold and indifferent boss become soft-hearted.
"Click", the ceiling light in the car was turned off.
In the dark and narrow space, people's senses are infinitely magnified, not to mention that the distance between the two people is closer than ever before.
A faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils.
It was so light and faint that he couldn't have smelled it if he wasn't so close.
He knew that she never used perfume, so...
His left hand, resting on his knee, was slightly curled up, but his arm was still protecting Yun Tinglan to prevent her from being woken up by the bumpy mountain road.
The car suddenly stopped. Song Jinhan turned his head and looked forward. He heard the sound of negotiations in the distance.
A few minutes later, Old Joe came over.
Song Jinhan lowered the car window. Just as Lao Qiao was about to speak, he saw the scene inside the car. A woman was sleeping soundly in the man's arms.
He subconsciously lowered his voice, "The tires of the cars ahead are punctured and they are changing them." Without a second thought, it was the work of those idiots again. "All three wheels are broken. It will take at least an hour. Do you want to wait?"
His suggestion was to go back to the town of Megu. The road was unsafe at night and the road conditions here were poor. Who knew if the road had been washed away by the rain in the afternoon? The drone's night vision capability was not enough to detect all the dangers.
Instead of being forced to turn back halfway, it is better to stay directly at the Magu Hotel. There are often foreign businessmen here, and the conditions of the five-star hotel are pretty good.
Song Jinhan lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms, "Turn around and go back to Mogu."
As their convoy turned around, someone next to the car pounded his chair in frustration.
"It looks like that important person from Myanmar is traveling. If we had known they left so easily, we should have gone over to ask for help."
Tang Jinli stopped his assistant from complaining, "Okay, less trouble is worse than more." Who can guarantee that there is nothing wrong with the people in the convoy? It was also their fault that they were so fascinated by watching the mine owner cutting stones that they forgot the time.
If they didn't have to catch a flight tomorrow morning, they wouldn't have had to travel at night. It was because the jadeite he valued would be put up for bidding the day after tomorrow.
He didn't want to miss the opportunity.
In the car, Song Jinhan made a phone call.
"Hey, nephew! What's the matter with the wind today? You, a busy man, actually have time to call me!"
Huo Qicheng's words on the other end of the phone were full of sarcasm, surprise, disbelief, and more suspicion and temptation.
Seeing Yun Tinglan frowning in dissatisfaction, Song Jinhan patted her back to comfort her, lowered his voice and got straight to the point: "Second Uncle, do you have real estate in Mogu?"
Wow, why are you so polite today?
Huo Qicheng sat up straight and shook the wine glass, "Yes? You want to buy it too? That's not easy, there are nationality restrictions." He wondered in his mind, does Huo Zhensheng also want to get a piece of the pie?
That's not easy. The people in Myanmar are wolves that can never be fed. Half of his annual profit goes into their pockets.
He is now transferring his industries to the domestic market because the overall environment in Myanmar is not good.
"Do you want Jianjia Manor? Exchange it for your property in Mogok." Song Jinhan didn't waste any words and straightened Yun Tinglan's hair behind her ears.
"Change?"
Huo Qicheng shuddered and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms. Was his nephew possessed by a ghost?
Why is the voice so wrong? But I still grasped the point immediately, "Change!"
If you don’t change, you’re a fool!
His property in Mogok is just a four-story detached villa with a medium-sized yard. It has a good location next to an artificial lake, beautiful scenery, and a strong sense of history. It is a European-style building left behind by the people of Y country.
The first owner was a member of the royal family. But these cannot erase the inequality of the values of the two.
Even if the premium of his villa was doubled, it would still be less than 200 million yuan, while Jianjia Manor was the old lady's former residence, covering an area of more than 800 acres, and its conservative estimate was 500 million yuan.
Although the old lady claimed to the outside world that he was Mr. Huo's posthumous son, his eldest brother knew very well that he was not a member of the Huo family. The old lady never took him to his eldest brother's house to get in the way, and never let him appear in front of the Huo family.
The Huo family only knew that there was a second young master Huo, but few people had seen him.
He had never left Jianjia Manor before he was five years old. When he was a child, he often wondered when he could leave, but when he really left, he wanted to go back.
People are so ridiculous!
Huo Qicheng put out his cigarette in self-mockery.
The first time he stepped out of the country was when his old lady sent him to Myanmar and he became a Burmese citizen. He was less than eight years old that year.
In the ten years since then, he has not set foot in China again, and can only video chat with the old lady every month. As for his biological father, the old lady kept silent, but her dislike was obvious.
He often wondered why she gave birth to him if she didn't like his father. It was not until the old lady died that he was allowed to go back for the funeral.
He approached Huo Qiren and expressed his willingness to exchange the inheritance left to him by the old lady for Jianjia Manor, but his eldest brother ignored him and directly had him sent back to Myanmar.
Of course, all the old lady’s personal property was also packed up and sent to him.
He has complicated feelings towards his older brother. They are related by blood but not by blood, and there is also a sense of shame.
He, Huo Qicheng, was the stain of the old lady's betrayal of his father. If he were the eldest brother, he would be even more extreme and do even more extreme things!
In fact, he still took advantage of the Huo family. With the title of the second young master of the Huo family, he has been living a prosperous life in Myanmar in recent years.
Thinking of those people's instigation, Huo Qicheng sneered. They were a bunch of leeches sucking blood from the Huo family, and they were still trying to sow discord and replace them.
is it possible? !
He thought his elder brother was dead, and that his nephew was young and easy to bully, but also as timid as a mouse and afraid of the light, so he wanted to instigate him to be the first to take the lead and explore the way.
Tsk! What a wild idea!
When he first saw Huo Zhensheng at the funeral, he knew that his nephew was not a good person!
He tried to persuade them to behave themselves, but they still called him a coward!
Oh, if you have the guts, go ahead and do it yourself! Why are you looking for him?! Do you think he is a fool?
Now looking at the three rooms, it seems to have come true.
The population was flourishing, illegitimate children were being produced in large numbers, but the industry was declining. It was said that the industry that the old man had given them was squandered by them.
They are barely surviving by relying on the Huo Group. So, what are you doing? People should know their own limitations.
If it were him, he would just sit back and reap the benefits.
If his elder brother is paranoid and crazy.
His nephew is cold-blooded and indifferent, especially in recent months, he has used brutal and cruel methods to kill people.
His eldest brother was cruel to people, but that was only to his enemies. He always had some feelings for his clansmen, so he always left them some leeway when doing things.
His nephew is different. He has learned a lesson in the past few months. Watching him push people into the pit silently, you don't realize that his butcher knife is already on your neck.
It really hits you where it hurts!
Although the reason is unknown, the other three companies have been in a very bad situation recently. The company has been investigated frequently and they are all issues of principle with no room for maneuver.
"Well, give me the address and I'll ask someone to get the key." After a pause, Song Jinhan said, "It may be a bit troublesome to transfer the ownership of the manor." Just like when he wanted to buy a property in Myanmar, there were nationality restrictions and it couldn't be transferred directly.
Huo Qicheng is now a Chinese citizen of Burmese nationality, and there are also problems with transferring ownership.
"Just give me the key." Huo Qicheng also knew that there was no need to worry about these things. What he wanted was the right to live there. For more than 20 years, that place had almost become his obsession.
The uncle and nephew had no old friendship to talk about and just hung up the phone.
Huo Qicheng drank the red wine in one gulp, and it actually tasted like white wine, and his throat was hoarse.
He had been to the villa three times in total, and most of the time it was taken care of by the housekeeper. Now people from his company were living there. They were live-streaming and purchasing goods at the gem market during the day, and stayed there at night because it was convenient.
But these are not a problem, just ask the housekeeper to arrange for someone to go to the hotel and vacate the house. No, the house has to be cleaned again, his nephew is a bit picky and has a mysophobia.
Huo Qicheng was worried and called the person in charge of Mogu again, asking them to leave as soon as possible and emphasizing that the place must be cleaned spotlessly, even if they hired a maid.
He will reimburse all expenses for tonight.
The people from those families in China were looking for his eldest nephew in a panic, but who could have thought that his eldest nephew came to Myanmar quietly.
Huo Qicheng leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed, tapping his fingers on the armrest, wondering: Will he have a chance to cooperate with his eldest nephew?
It’s great to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree!
Also, his eldest nephew came to Myanmar in person. What was he after? Jade? Gemstones? Gold?
You can't possibly like the mess here, right?!
Although he didn't say it, it was very likely that he was in Mogao Valley. He couldn't think of any other possibility except the gemstone.
Want to have a chance encounter?
inside the car.
Song Jinhan sent a message to Lao Qiao, asking him to arrange someone to take over the villa in advance.
Even though Special Assistant Liu drove at a snail's pace, he still arrived in front of the villa after more than an hour.
The iron gate opened wide and the car drove directly into the front yard.
In the European-style building, the warm yellow crystal chandelier was brightly lit and the door was open, but the car door was slow to open.
Special Assistant Liu was very tactful and took Sister Zhou away, under the pretext of helping Miss Hao clean up her room and buying some replacement clothes.
Naturally, these items will need to be added if the itinerary is changed at the last minute.
"Crackling..."
Raindrops hit the roof of the car and it started raining again, isolating them from the world, as if they were the only two left.
Song Jinhan traced her eyebrows with his fingers and stroked the contours of her cheeks, trying to soothe the uneasiness in her dreams. His thumb lingered on her red lips, stroking them in the air but finally stopped at the corner of her lips.
It should have kept going up!
He can give her whatever she wants.
The sudden ring of a cell phone broke the silence.
Song Jinhan's eyebrows were cold as he glanced at the phone screen, where the caller ID was flashing.
Xue Kaixuan?
Song Jinhan hung up the phone directly, pondered for a moment, and then added the person to the blacklist.
Yun Tinglan had been woken up. She rubbed her eyes in a daze and subconsciously reached out to touch her phone. The warm touch was obviously wrong. Before her brain could react, her hand grabbed it again.
It feels really good.
No! Where is she?
Her body stiffened, and she suddenly opened her eyes and looked straight into Song Jinhan's eyes. The surging vortex was mixed with unspeakable emotions.
Suddenly it touched my heart.
She was stunned at first, then her face turned red. She found that their postures were ambiguous and her tongue was tied. She, she, she, why was she lying on his lap?
Yun Tinglan's heart was pounding, and she felt her skin was burning hot where she touched him. She turned her head away awkwardly, holding her temple with her hand to hide the rising temperature on her cheeks.
"Am I drunk?"
Song Jinhan smoothly straightened her messy hair, "Are you awake? Then get off the car, we're here."
The deep voice had the texture of jade, and Yun Tinglan felt that she might have really been bewitched.
There has never been a moment when she had such a clear understanding of herself, she can even control herself with her voice!
This is the first time in my two lifetimes that I discovered that I still have this problem.
Before she knew it, Song Jinhan had already gotten out of the car, holding an umbrella, opened the door for her, and handed her his hand.
Yun Tinglan was still shocked by her own knowledge, and she stretched out her hand and followed him forward in a daze.
Suddenly I realized that the surrounding environment was not right. Isn't this a camp?
"We returned to Mogu. This is my second uncle's villa. He and I exchanged properties." Amid the sound of rain, Song Jinhan's brief explanation could be heard.
Second uncle? The Huo Qicheng whom she had never met?
Song Jinhan sent her to the master bedroom on the third floor, "Go to bed early!"
His room is next door to the second bedroom.
Yun Tinglan was still a little confused. She didn't know if it was because her body couldn't hold alcohol well or if the wine was too strong. Her head really hurt. "Good night."
"good night!"
Seeing Song Jinhan turn around and go back to his room, Yun Tinglan also closed the door, frowned, rubbed his temples with both hands, and walked towards the bed.
She picked up the loose nightgown on the bedside table, took a quick shower, put it on, and got into bed.
She closed her eyes for a long time but couldn't fall asleep. She realized something and sat up suddenly and asked Ling Xi: "Did I molest Song Jinhan in the car just now?"
Ling Xi was very honest: [Yes, I touched him, and even grabbed his abdominal muscles twice.]
That’s enough, no need to recall it for her. The scene was too beautiful for her to look at directly. Yun Tinglan pounded the pillow madly.