All the way west, from leaving the Chen Manor until Yang Jie got off the bus, nothing happened. The two simply agreed that Yang Jie would take time to visit Jiang Ziyun's studio. Back to the hotel suite, Yang Jie opened the door and found the room filled with light. Chen Xi, who had come back earlier than him, was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a small plate and forking the pizza on the plate with his right hand, eating and watching TV. "The eldest lady is the eldest lady, and a late-night snack is so high-end." Yang Jie was furious when he saw Chen Xi. This girl took him to Chen's house and left him alone. Although he didn't have to ride in the car, it still felt uncomfortable to be treated like someone else. "I'll tell you, this is a free gift from the hotel?" Eating pizza, Chen Xi seemed to be in a good mood. When he saw Yang Jie coming back, he raised the fork in his hand and said with his lips: "How about, let's get that Jiang Jie "Is it done, Miss?" "What's done? She said she'll be in Xiangjiang during this period, so I can go to his studio when I'm free." Yang Jie raised his eyebrows unhappily, walked to the small refrigerator in the suite, and took out a can of Coke. As he opened it with a 'pop', he turned around and looked at Chen Xi: "We have made an appointment to meet at her studio the day after tomorrow. Will you go then?" "Yes, I will go too." He nodded and almost finished his midnight snack. Chen Xi, who was clean, threw down the dishes and stood up immediately: "Get some rest early, I will take you to a few other places tomorrow." After saying that, he walked towards the door in a smart way, leaving only a mess on the coffee table, which Yang Jie needed to find. People clean up. The next day, although it was winter, the temperature and weather in Xiangjiang were not bad. After getting up from the hotel bedroom and having a hasty breakfast, Yang Jie followed Chen Xi around the city. Shopping malls, street corners, bridges, docks. If Chen Xi hadn¡¯t introduced the surrounding environment every time he passed a certain distance, Yang Jie would have almost thought that he was just out shopping with him. "This is the wharf where large oil tankers dock most frequently in Xiangjiang. Some private yachts also go out to sea from here." Along the Xiangjiang wharf, Chen Xi pointed to the offshore waters in the distance: "Even some gambling boats will dock nearby to pick up people." Yang Jie couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as his eyes followed Chen Xi's fingers to the distance. What Chen Xi meant by this was to tell himself, what illegal ships would dock at the dock? And is it still related to the counterfeit banknote case? "You mean, they are from outside the country?" "Huh~~ What else? If they were inside the country, would they still make such a big noise? They would have been dealt with by someone long ago." This is correct. If the person making counterfeit banknotes The people and tools are all within the territory. Judging from China's current control over its own territory, it is not difficult to dig out these things. But if the counterfeit banknotes are imported from abroad, it will be difficult to detect. How many inbound and outbound transactions are there in Hong Kong every day? How many ships are docked? If nothing else, as far as private cruises are concerned, it is probably a very huge number. ¡°It¡¯s no wonder that as an Interpol police officer, Chen Xi already had a lot of information, but still didn¡¯t take action. Chen Xi knows so much, but how many things does Xie Hui, who is still in Zhujiang, still have to tell her? For a time, Yang Jie was not only troubled by the difficulty of the case, but also troubled by these girls. Each one of them is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Next, the two wandered around the pier again until the sun set in the west, then stretched themselves and drove back to the hotel. When the sun and moon alternate again, the time turns to the third day when Yang Jie sets foot in Hong Kong. At the end of Shanxier South Street, the figures of Yang Jie and Chen Xi appeared in front of a large iron gate. The iron door is thick and not as easy to push and pull as in an ordinary store. In fact, this is not a store, but a large studio: Ziyun Wood Carving Art Studio. Because he had already said hello before, when he arrived at the door, Yang Jie stopped calling to inform Jiang Ziyun that he had arrived. Pushing open the iron door and walking in, you will see the reception desk of the studio. "Hello everyone, may I ask you?" "I'm Yang Jie. I made an appointment with Mr. Jiang to come over this morning." "Mr. Yang? This way, please. Our boss has said hello. If Mr. Yang comes, please let me know." I'll take you right in." After hearing Yang Jie announcing his door, the girl at the front desk immediately walked out and at the same time extended her hand to signal Yang Jie to follow her inside. ?Going further inside is a spacious exhibition hall. At this moment, there are not many finished wood carvings in the hall. Instead, there are many wood carving masters in the corner, holding the tools in their hands.Busy. As the owner of this studio, Jiang Ziyun was also in the lobby. When Yang Jie walked in, she was admiring a wood carving of eight horses hanging on the wall. "Boss, Mr. Yang is here." The reception girl took the lead in approaching her boss and spoke in a low voice. Hearing these words, Jiang Ziyun suddenly raised his head, turned around, and saw Yang Jie, who was only three or four steps away in the bureau, and a woman beside him. After glancing at Chen Xi without leaving any trace, a smile appeared on Jiang Ziyun's face: "Hello, Mr. Yang, is this?" "My assistant, Chen Xi." Chen Xi's identity has been agreed upon long ago and is temporary. Guest role as secretary, assistant and driver of 'Big Boss Yang'. "Assistant Chen." "Miss Jiang." The two girls met and shook hands calmly. Although they both smiled, Yang Jie standing aside felt that some dangerous factors were emanating. However, this feeling of disharmony did not last long. When the two women let go with a tacit understanding, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be harmonious. "Mr. Yang, the studio here is still a start-up, can you give me some advice?" For Yang Jie, Jiang Ziyun always maintained a trace of distrust. He appeared too suddenly, and he seemed to know a lot. But why is he just a boss running a wood carving business, and he is too young. Generally speaking, to deceive someone, you must first deceive yourself. ¡°But Yang Jie doesn¡¯t think so. In his opinion, deceiving people with lies and deceiving people with the truth are completely different things. Maybe Yang Jie doesn¡¯t have much say in other scientific and technological research, but if he were to play the piano, paint, or carve wood, he wouldn¡¯t have much of a problem even if he claimed to be one of the most awesome people in the world. ¡°As for him to point out these skills, he can only be said to be an ordinary wood carving master, and he really can¡¯t make a fool of himself. He walked around the hall, giving some suggestions from time to time, or taking a carving knife to slightly modify the semi-finished objects. If nothing else, at least the carving masters absolutely believed that Yang Jie was the one who was going to eat this bowl of rice. As for Jiang Ziyun, even if she still had a little doubt, she had to smile and nod, admitting that Yang Jie was a talent. ¡° However, some people are still unhappy with Yang Jie¡¯s limelight. "Take this over and try it." In the corner of the hall, a piece of dark red wood was pulled out from the waste. (To be continued. 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