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Volume 1: Treasure Vinegar Gourd Chapter 269: Things come back again

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    Under the gaze of everyone, Pan Xiaoqiang majestically led Liu Huier behind him upstairs. Although the purpose of all this was very pure, it really made the customers below have wild imaginations.

    ¡°Holy shit, as long as you have money, women like this will flock to you!¡±

    "Bullshit, I'm so rich, why didn't I see this woman coming to attract me?" The well-dressed guy wearing a Valentino shirt raised his fat and oily head proudly.

    "I think it's Pan Zhangyan who has the ability. You guys can't envy him even if he's capable.

    Brother Wen came out at the right time and said, "Everyone, if you have any treasures, just show them to me. You won't be disappointed!"

    Although Brother Wen's level is far from Pan Xiaoqiang's, he is still the technical director of Panshi Antiques. He usually doesn't show things to others. This time, when he came to take a look, the customers were still very considerate.

    "No, no, we still respect Brother Wen's level, show me first!"

    "Yes, Brother Xiaoqiang has something to do, and it would be best for you to come and look after him!"

    The level of respect gained at Panshi Antiques is unmatched by other antique stores. This is what all the bosses of Panjiayuan are most jealous of now.

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    "Sit down." Pan Xiaoqiang raised his hand and said to a sofa at the door.

    Liu Huier put her legs together, adjusted her skirt, and sat down slowly: "Xiaoqiang, you are really willing to help me this time!"

    "I am willing, but I am afraid that I will be powerless." Pan Xiaoqiang sighed. If he could solve any problem, there would be no problem for the King of the Yueshi to stare at him eagerly.

    Liu Hui'er's eyes were still a bit exciting, and she said: "Xiaoqiang, you know, my gold thread hat is actually a ghost weapon!"

    "Dark weapon." Pan Xiaoqiang looked solemnly: "I thought your family was only able to obtain such things from special channels because they were rich and noble, and their ancestors had been kingpins in the palace!"

    Liu Huier shook her head and said: "My grandfather is known as the earth-digging centipede. He gained a lot of fame in the tomb robbing world back then. He also accidentally dug a robbing hole and found this gold thread hat in a tomb!"

    Pan Xiaoqiang nodded and did not interrupt.

    "Because my grandfather is also a master of antiques, I thought at that time that this hat must be Kangxi's personal belongings. It is absolutely priceless and has been kept for so many years. But just a month ago, when I was cleaning this hat, I found that it was  The pattern actually changed. At the time, I thought there was something supernatural going on, but now I know it was someone else!"

    "Were there any guests at your house at that time?" Pan Xiaoqiang felt powerless. He was not Sherlock Holmes, nor was he the young Bao Qingtian, nor was he Yuan Fang.

    Liu Huier thought for a while: "No, definitely not. This hat is just placed in a collection room in our house. I am the only one who has the key and I clean this collection room every day!"

    Pan Xiaoqiang's head was as big as two. He was really powerless to deal with the problem of too strong logical thinking: "Did you have any weird people at that time?" He looked at Liu Huier's face, which was too haggard.  Afraid that if he rejected her directly and forcefully, this pampered young lady would suddenly have a mental breakdown, she asked one more question.

    "A month ago, when my grandfather passed away, we invited a Feng Shui master to calculate the location of the tomb for us. By the way, this Feng Shui master seems to be very suspicious. He seems to be talking about it every day.  I owe you Bian," Liu Huier said.

    Pan Xiaoqiang¡¯s pupils began to shrink: ¡°Mr. Feng Shui, do you know his name?¡±

    "It seems that his name is Yang Banxian. He said that his real name is Yang De'an. He can't compare with the real immortal, but there is still no problem with the half-xian." Liu Huier said.

    Pan Xiaoqiang spurted out a mouthful of blood. Why did this matter have anything to do with this bastard? A month ago, at that time, Yang Banxian was still doing this kind of thing.

    Liu Huier finally saw Pan Xiaoqiang reacting, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Xiaoqiang, do you already know something?"

    "This is not very clear yet, but I can still help you with this matter. You should go home first and wait for news from me." Pan Xiaoqiang leaned on the back of his chair and said.

    Liu Huier nodded: "Thank you!"

    With that said, he walked out with straight cat steps. When he was near the door, he turned back to Pan Xiaoqiang and said, "Actually, I had my reasons for bringing this fake gold lace hat to trick people this time!"

    "Tell me, maybe Ican help you.  "Pan Xiaoqiang asked.

    Liu Huier's face became even more haggard, which made people feel distressed. She covered her heart and said, "There is a lot of turmoil in our family. My father was imprisoned for corruption, and all the money in the family was frozen, and my mother's business was also  I am bankrupt and now owe people 70 to 80 million yuan. I am really desperate. Originally, I could make up for some of the shortfall by selling the gold lace hat, but now that I have been handed over to someone else, I really have no choice!"

    Pan Xiaoqiang finally understood. A young lady who had been regarded as the apple of everyone's eye since she was a child had now encountered such a life change. She might do some unbelievable things. However, he still had his own doubts and said: "By the way, Hui'er,  Since your grandfather is known as a centipede that digs up the earth, there is no way he only dug up a gold thread hat. If there are other things, bring them to our Rock Antiques and we will charge them twice the price!"

    Liu Huier said with a look of embarrassment: "To tell you the truth, there were big mistakes in my mother's business before. My grandfather sold a lot of things to plug holes for him, and my father's officials also took care of it.  Yes, after two steps in and out, our family is left with a golden lace hat, which is my grandfather¡¯s lifeblood!¡±

    Pan Xiaoqiang was a little skeptical about how weird Grandpa Liu Huier's life was: "Well, let's do it. I still have some spare money here. You go to the finance department to get the check for 80 million. As for the issue of the golden lace hat, I still need to wait.  Slowly think of a solution, okay!"

    "Really." Liu Huier didn't believe it. It looked like he had no interest in her. Would a man spend 80 million on a woman who had no interest in him?

    Pan Xiaoqiang saw the other party's inner thoughts: "Don't worry, I didn't give you so much money for nothing. When you find your gold thread hat, sell it and replenish me with the money inside!"

    "Okay." Liu Huier's expression became clear. She happily took the note handed to him by Pan Xiaoqiang and left the general manager's office with a smile.

    "Yang Banxian, what are you trying to do?" Pan Xiaoqiang is increasingly confused about what the former Yang Banxian and the current Dayuezhi King want these treasures for. Do ghosts also like to collect treasures?

    Pan Xiaoqiang walked downstairs. This question puzzled him. When he arrived in the hall, he patted his Simuwu Ding and banged it: "That's not right. This Simuwu Ding of mine is  In terms of value, it should be no less than the Golden Thread Hat. Why hasn¡¯t it been stolen? It¡¯s because it¡¯s not a ghost weapon!¡±

    The more he thought about these questions, the more he became confused. Pan Xiaoqiang walked out of Panshi Antiques with his hands behind his back: "Forget it, I'll ask Master Guijiang in the afternoon!"

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Gui Jiang is still sleeping in the villa. When Pan Xiaoqiang got up, he found that a room was smashing the wall, bang bang, opened the door of that room, it turned out that this guy Gui Jiang was snoring inside.

    The soundproofing effect of the room is really good, and it can still cause such a snoring sound, which is fucking terrifying.

    As soon as Pan Xiaoqiang entered the door, he almost pierced his eardrums due to the snoring. He was indeed a ghost. He was so unbelievable even after sleeping, so miraculous and terrifying.

    After squatting on the curb and smoking for a while, he still couldn't sort out his emotions. Suddenly, a shout came from across the street: "Xiaoqiang!"

    Pan Xiaoqiang raised his head and saw his mother walking over carrying a thermos porcelain pot.

    He grinned. No matter what time it was, his mother and father still supported him, caring about him all the time like they did when he was a child.

    "Mom, be careful when crossing the road." Pan Xiaoqiang stood up and walked towards his mother. Just as he got off the curb, a gray Mercedes-Benz crashed into his mother like lightning.

    "Mom." Pan Xiaoqiang shouted, but it was already too late. The car was only a short distance away from Pan's mother.

    His mother was in danger, but the car had no intention of slowing down.

    Pan Xiaoqiang clenched his fists and roared. A huge beam of light appeared in the center of his eyes and eyebrows. It exploded with powerful force and hit the body of the Mercedes-Benz. The entire high-speed car fell to the side. At the same time,  Pan's mother also sat down on the ground. At the same time, the insulated porcelain pot in her hand was smashed to pieces, and the crucian carp soup that had just been stewed inside was slowly flowing.

    "It's okay, Mom." Pan Xiaoqiang put his arm around his mother's shoulders and comforted her.

    But Pan¡¯s mother still had no energy, as if the incident just now had broken his nerves.

    After a long time, he came back to his senses, patted his chest and said: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous, I thought I was going to die and never see my Xiaoqiang again, but it's a pity for this pot of good soup!  "

    Pan Xiaoqiang smiled: "How do you?Coming over!  "

    "I asked your dad to send me here, but recently he had to help the little cutie and the others contact the teacher, so I took a ride here by myself and almost got hit to death." Thinking of this, Mother Pan suddenly stood up and took a photo  He patted his son on the shoulder: "Xiaoqiang, the car on the other side fell down for some reason. Did something happen? We need to send him to the hospital!"

    The traffic at this time was already very messy because of the Mercedes-Benz at the end, and the cars were crowded everywhere.

    Pan Xiaoqiang walked over, wanting to see how the people inside were doing. Just as he passed by, he saw four or five guys crawling out, smelling of alcohol and swearing. They rushed in front of Pan's mother and threw them away.  Big ear posts started to circulate.

    The old lady was beaten so hard that she staggered several times and fell to the ground again, with nosebleeds all over her face.

    Pan Xiaoqiang¡¯s eyes were bursting with tears and red. He went up and started to struggle with these five people: ¡°Whoever beats my mother will be killed by me today.¡± Go and share
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