After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

"Boss, come to a bowl of noodles."

In the middle of the night, Fang Zhuo limped to the noodle stall downstairs of the rental house.

The street was very deserted, and there was only one noodle stall open until the early hours of the morning. He didn't dare to go out during the day, so he could only go out at night to find food.

The boss already knew Fang Zhuo, so he skillfully put down a handful of noodles and asked, "Same as usual?"

Fang Zhuo nodded, absent-minded.

During the time he fled, his life was worse than death.

The Fang family became an empty shell, and his father took his wife and children to seek refuge abroad, leaving him alone in the country to fend for himself.

In order not to be found by the Seven Stars Gang, he had no choice but to run to this place where nothing shit happened and rent a cheap house.

There was no heating in the house, the windows leaked air, there was no stove for cooking, and there was only a broken plank bed.

No one cares about his life or death.

The boss cooks a bowl of noodles and puts them on the small wooden table.

Fang Zhuo was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, he quickly took a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick bucket, and sucked up the bowl.

The night in Beijing is very cold.

Fang Zhuo huddled into a ball, and ate up the noodles in two or three bites.

Just about to have a sip of hot soup to keep warm, a car suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

A strong man got out of the car and walked straight towards him.

Fang Zhuo wanted to run, but it was too late.

The strong man kicked over the small wooden table, took out a sack and put it on his head, and hit him hard on the back of the head.

The noodle stall owner was terrified, and watched helplessly as the strong man stuffed the unconscious Fang Zhuo into the car and drove away.

……

When Fang Zhuo woke up again, his vision was pitch black.

His hands and feet were bound, and the back of his head hurt, as if blood was oozing.

"Is anyone there!" Fang Zhuo struggled desperately.

No one responded.

The silence around him made him feel a strong uneasiness.

His head was dizzy, and he felt his body shaking. He should be on a boat.

Fang Zhuo's heart sank.

The Qixing gang arrested him to collect debts.

If you want to torture him, you can just find a random place, why did you still get it on the boat?

An ominous premonition welled up in Fang Zhuo's heart.

……

The next day.

Shen Zhiyi got up early and went to Hua Nong Apartment to pick up Yan Ci'an and Feng Duo.

Anna looked at the two people sitting behind through the rearview mirror, her heart was extremely complicated.

She didn't understand why Shen Zhiyi was so courageous that he took his two lovers out for fun in broad daylight.

Aren't you afraid that Boss Yan will find out!

"Anna, let me introduce you. This is my friend, Feng Che, and this is my nephew. Goodbye."

After Shen Zhiyi's introduction, Anna's expression froze for a moment.

nephew?

This is too much fun! ! !

"Hello." Anna smiled awkwardly, "Please fasten your seat belts, we are leaving soon."

Shen Zhiyi was amused by Anna, "Don't be nervous, they get along very well."

Anna was inexplicably terrified when she heard this.

She and them don't seem to need to get along with each other, do they?

Not long after, the car stopped at the entrance of "Mochou Art Museum".

Last night, she gave feedback to the senior management about Yan Ci'an's desire to join Mar, and the senior management said that his ability to appraise treasures would be assessed at the "Mochou Exhibition Hall", and he could only join after passing the test.

Right now, Yan Ci'an didn't know that the organization was about to conduct an assessment on him, and thought that Shen Zhiyi simply brought him to appreciate calligraphy and painting.

"I won't go in." Feng Shu was not interested in calligraphy and painting.

"Then you and Anna go elsewhere."

After Shen Zhiyi finished speaking, she brought Yan Ci'an into the art museum.

Anna returned to the car and saw that the wind switch had been switched to the co-pilot.

"Why did you come here?" Anna frowned, "This is the position of knowing."

"It's okay, she won't mind." The wind switch adjusted the back of the chair to make the long legs with no place to rest more comfortable.

Anna was speechless.

indeed.

He is a sweet little lover!

Just as she was thinking, Feng Zhu suddenly looked at her, and said in a playful tone, "Beauty, are you single?"

He had noticed Anna from the moment he got in the car.

A woman with a hot body and a variety of styles is his favorite type.

Anna's scalp was numb, and she couldn't help complaining: "You guys are in this business, and you still care about whether other people are single?"

"Do you know what I do?" Feng Zhi raised his eyebrows, becoming interested.

"I don't know, I'll just say it casually."

"Oh, I thought you had sharp eyes."

"..."

Anna felt a bit of a headache from the wind, and lowered the window to let in the cold air.

I have to say that her handsome guy radar is stable.

The face under the man's mask is indeed handsome, but his personality is not pleasant, and he is inexplicably ruffian.

"It's boring for us to sit like this, why don't we go to the movies." Feng Chi suggested, "There's a private theater next door..."

"There is a police station in front of the private cinema." Anna curled her lips, "Do I need to take you there?"

……

In the art gallery.

Shen Zhiyi and Yan Ci'an walked in the corridor, quietly admiring the rare art treasures.

She didn't know what the organization was preparing for Yan Ci'an's assessment.

But judging from their usual style of doing things, it will not be simple.

"Sister Baoshu, isn't this the "Lotus Picture" in your house?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from my ear.

Shen Zhiyi stopped and saw two people standing not far away.

They are Ma Lao's daughter, Ma Baoshu, and Shen Jiaojiao's maid of honor, Yu Chun.

"This is He Chunlai's authentic work. It is very valuable for collection. Why did you sell it?"

Ma Baoshu was stunned by Yu Chun's question.

The "Lotus Picture" that Shen Zhiyi gave her has already been put into the collection room.

How is it possible here?

"This is not my painting." Ma Baoshu said, "My painting is still at home."

Hearing this, Yu Chun showed an incredible expression.

"However, all the calligraphy and paintings of He Chunlai are unique, Sister Baoshu, you are not being cheated, are you?

Ma Baoshu was taken aback.

cheated?

Could it be that what Shen Zhiyi gave her was a fake?

"Who is the person who gave you the painting? Are you so poor and crazy that he even lied to you with a fake painting?" Yu Chunyi was filled with indignation.

Ma Baoshu didn't think too much, and blurted out: "Zhiyi won't lie to me."

"Zhiyi?" Yu Chun was taken aback, "You mean, Shen Zhiyi?"

Ma Baoshu nodded.

"Then it's more likely to be a fake." Knowing that the person who sent the painting was Shen Zhiyi, Yu Chun was even more outspoken. "I'm her high school classmate. She has a bad character. It's not surprising to send a fake."

"Impossible." Ma Baoshu didn't believe it, "She knows that I like calligraphy and painting, so I won't hit the muzzle of a gun."

He Chunlai is a famous master of traditional Chinese painting, so many people are staring at his authentic works.

Unless Shen Zhiyi is crazy, there is no reason to do so.

"Then... maybe she was cheated by someone?" Yu Chun frowned, "She doesn't know anything about traditional Chinese paintings, so she can't tell the real ones from the fake ones. She must have bought a fake painting for a cheap price."

Just when Yu Chun was about to continue brainwashing Ma Baoshu, Shen Zhiyi walked up to the two of them.

Ma Baoshu was very surprised to see Shen Zhiyi, "Zhiyi, are you coming to the exhibition too?"

"I came here with my nephew." Shen Zhiyi smiled, and looked at Yu Chun, "Miss Yu, I seem to have heard you say that the "Lotus Picture" I gave to Sister Baoshu is fake?"