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Chapter 92 There is a... child!
"This is nephew Chen Xian, right? Haha, Xiaomao told me about you, I want to thank you for saving his life! I originally promised Xiaomao's mother to visit you in a few days to say thank you, but Let you jolt to me! Haha, come and sit, come and sit!"

Xiaomao's father is a fat middle-aged man, half bald, with small eyes and gold-rimmed glasses. When he smiles, he feels very hypocritical, but judging from his hospitality attitude, he is very Passionate and sincere.

"Fucking mother, come here quickly, make a good pot of tea, and take the Dragon Well Tea from Yuqian in my cupboard, don't use that Tieguanyin!"

As he spoke, he began to drag Chen Zixu to sit on the sofa in the living room.Seeing Murong Houhou, he thought it was Chen Zixu's girlfriend, and then praised: "Nephew Chen Xian is really young and promising, I heard Xiaomao said that you are now the boss of a company, and you are promising! I found such a sign, um! It’s very good!”

Murong Houhou blushed even more, Chen Zixu quickly shook his head and said, "Uncle Mao, you are so polite! Xiao Mao and I are close buddies, whether to save lives or not, that is what should be between friends! As for the young Youwei, Uncle Mao is absurdly praised, and also, Wanwan and I..."

Chen Zixu wanted to say that his relationship with Murong Houhou was not a relationship of lovers, but Xiao Mao's father interrupted him directly: "Eh? Nephew, you are too modest! If you are not young and promising, what are you doing?" Is he young and promising? Like Xiao Mao? Sigh! If he doesn’t make trouble, I’ll be Amitabha!”

Xiao Mao was not happy: "Dad! You can praise others when you praise them. Why do you also hurt me?"

It happened that Xiaomao's mother came over with the soaked Longjing, and heard several people's conversations, especially Xiaomao's complaints, she couldn't help but say: "Your father is hurting you and losing your inertia. If you don't talk about you twice a day, you will be fine." Something feels wrong!"

The joke made everyone laugh, and then sat down and drank a cup of hot tea.

Chen Zixu didn't know much about tea, and Murong Houhou was also an outsider, so the conversation over tea was skipped. Xiaomao's father mentioned the factory.

"Nephew, I heard from Xiao Mao about your matter. I also plan to sell the factory in the industrial park. It just so happens that today, let's be direct. Later, I will ask the lawyer to draft a transfer contract. From today on, that factory It's yours! Don't talk about money or money!"

Chen Zixu didn't expect Xiaomao's father to be so straightforward, and while he was delighted, he also spoke: "Uncle Mao, although Xiaomao and I are close buddies, there is an old saying that goes well, brothers settle accounts clearly, and I still have to pay the price for the transfer of this factory." Give!"

"You!" Uncle Mao smiled and nodded at Chen Zixu, "Isn't Xiao Mao's life worth the money of a factory? Besides, your Uncle Mao is not short of that money. Uncle is too petty!"

Chen Zixu also wanted to say that this was a matter of millions or tens of millions, so he shouldn't be too emotional, but Uncle Mao didn't give him a chance to say it.The key point is that he is an old Jianghu, and his conversation skills are not as strong as at 01:30. When he speaks, Chen Zixu feels like a spring breeze and feels kind.

This matter has been finalized in this way, only a contract is missing!
Uncle Mao was obviously very affectionate to Chen Zixu because Chen Zixu saved Xiao Mao's life, and invited Chen Zixu to look at his collection after talking about business and drinking tea.

Uncle Mao's collection is not in his study, but in a special collection room.

When he opened the door for Chen Zixu to look inside, Chen Zixu's eyes widened a bit. There are not a hundred collections in this collection room, and there must be eighty!

"Look, these are the ones I've collected over the years for fun...Xiao Chen, come on, take a look at this, the blue and white porcelain bowl from the Qing Dynasty, just this one, worth a million! It's among my collections A more precious one!"

The porcelain bowl that Uncle Mao mentioned was placed on a painted wooden shelf. It looked like a smaller sea bowl, with a little light blue orchid.Chen Zixu didn't study this, but he thought it was average, but in order to appear polite, he boasted a few words in a pretentious manner.

Uncle Mao was happy, and then introduced an iron Buddha, saying that this Buddha was a thing of the Qing Dynasty imitating the Tang Dynasty, and it was also very valuable. Chen Zixu pretended to be surprised and nodded.

"Oh! Dad, Brother Chen doesn't like to look at these old things. You should keep these things for yourself. I will take Brother Chen out to play!"

Xiao Mao saw Chen Zixu's perfunctory attitude a little bit, thinking that Brother Chen probably had something else to do, so he said such a sentence.

Just as Xiao Mao was about to pull Chen Zixu out, Chen Zixu stopped suddenly, then frowned, and looked at a clay sculpture.

"Oh, I bought this at a charity auction once, and it cost me 10,000+. At that time, I thought it was quite strange, so I took it out of the novelty."

Uncle Mao said, and then patted the head of the clay sculpture.

This clay sculpture is more than one foot high, and it is shaped like a Buddha with green faces and fangs on all sides. It also has as many as eight arms, and the base is a somewhat incomplete lotus seat.Chen Zixu didn't know what kind of image it was, but after Uncle Mao introduced him, he knew that it was a kind of arhat, called the angry-eyed arhat, and it was also a very evil image.

Chen Zixu paid attention to it not because of its strange appearance, but because he just vaguely felt some filthy power stirring in this clay sculpture!
"Uncle Mao, how long has it been since you took this guy back? Nothing happened during this period, right?"

Chen Zixu's question confused the others.

Uncle Mao asked back, "What could happen?"

Then he replied solemnly: "This angry-eyed arhat has been photographed for about two months, nothing happened..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took another breath of cold air, and said quietly: "Wait a minute, there is nothing to say...it's not...right?"

His tone was very uncertain, but it made others very puzzled. What's wrong?It's just a clay sculpture, if you buy it, you buy it back, what can happen?This is not a feudal society. Everyone is a member of the era of scientism, and superstition is not popular.

Chen Zixu didn't speak, but touched the angry-eyed Arhat with his hand, and then carefully felt what was inside the clay sculpture, that is, using the spiritual consciousness that had achieved some results after practicing "Da Yan Jue", it extended into the sea of ​​consciousness, very fine A trace of it penetrated into the clay sculpture.

"what?!"

As soon as his consciousness touched the inside of the clay sculpture, Chen Zixu exclaimed, and then took two steps back, almost stepping on some collectibles on the ground behind him!
Xiao Mao asked in a daze, "Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Zixu's hands were trembling and his eyes were blank. It took him a long time to recover, and then he said dryly to Uncle Mao and the others: "I just felt that there is a... child inside!"

(End of this chapter)