Reborn as a rich woman: rich and leisurely

Qin Zichuan supported her and comforted her: "Since those paintings are yours, you don't have to donate them."

Lin Jing shook her head, her eyes full of sadness, "Now that it's been exposed, I can't hide it. It's not cost-effective for me to have to worry about someone stealing it."

In some aspects, her psychological quality is really low, especially at night when her paranoid emotions erupt violently, and her psychological quality is much weaker than she expected.

She wasn't like this before, maybe she became more sensitive to some things because of her rebirth.

I don’t know if my hair will fall out prematurely? Is there any wig piece to buy now? Mr. Jing’s anxiety about going bald has never gone away.

Qin Zichuan didn't say much to dissuade her. They were all in the public security bureau and the matter might not be leaked out. However, she didn't seem to attach much importance to these things. She could only comfort her: "I can help you get some compensation."

It hurt so much, Lin Jing felt her heart hurt even more.

She nodded vigorously, leaned against his body and squeezed his arm, "Well, more."

Qin Zichuan had no reason not to agree, and then asked with some suspicion: "How do you know those ancient paintings are worth millions?"

These days, houses only cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, and cars cost only hundreds of thousands. There is almost no concept of things worth millions in the minds of ordinary people.

There are also how many cars you can buy, how many houses you can buy, or how much gold you can buy.

Lin Jing didn't know either. Who knew how much a billion would be worth in the future? The price of antiques changed with each era. Who knew?

"You don't know?" Qin Zichuan suddenly had a feeling - she wasn't talking nonsense, was she?

Isn't she solving the troubles of the police comrades?

Lin Jing blinked her big innocent eyes and asked, "Didn't I ask if it was enough?"

The implication is self-evident. Ancient paintings and antiques are originally priced in the hands of a few people, and they are not used for trading. Can't special treatment be given in special circumstances?

Can't it?

Pretty good.

Even if it's a fake, as long as it's not a low-level fake, it will work. Why didn't they try to increase the amount of money they robbed?

Even if the price is said to be overestimated in the future, it is just an overestimation. Even if it is later found to be a fake, it is because the counterfeiter is too good.

Now it's enough to detain people.

After saying a few simple words, Director Duan raised his head slightly and went into the "battle" again. Instead of one million, one hundred thousand would be enough to punish him these days.

"You..." The man hesitated.

He originally felt that Qin Zichuan's explanation to Lin Jing was superfluous, but now he felt that it was himself who was superfluous.

This girl's brain circuit is more "punishing" than theirs, so it's better not to provoke her casually.

They just said a few words to help solve the current difficulties. As for future matters, if you can detain the person, future matters will be much easier to handle.

With such valuable items, Lin Jing didn't ask for her trolley case back and went home directly with Qin Zichuan. It was hard not to suspect that the items might be fakes and that this young college student had a good mind and evil intentions.

No wonder it’s easy to feel distressed.

Jack generously helped Lin Jing carry the other two packages into the car. After the fight, the items were a little dirty and they were squeezed onto the ground in the back seat.

Qin Zichuan picked her up easily, put her on the passenger seat, and fastened her seat belt.

Driving is really free these days, but Lin Jing insisted on wearing a seat belt, and Qin Zichuan didn't forget it either.

The back row was quite empty, but it was a little crowded with two packages. Jack couldn't help but want to flatten those two packages.

"Why are there so many things this time?" Qin Zichuan asked casually, "If I had known, I would have asked me to pick you up at the train station."

Lin Jing said helplessly: "My eldest brother is taking the whole family to live in Nandu. My mother is reluctant to throw away the things at home. She stuffs everything in my bag for me."

Last time it was all about love.

This time they are all waste products that I can’t bear to throw away.

If it weren't for the fact that no one might live in the house for a long time, she wouldn't want to bring those ancient paintings. God, please make sure there are valuable things in the few remaining trinkets.

In addition to the kettle and ancient paintings that Lin Jing knew were antiques, there were also some small thumb rings, seals, snuff bottles, etc. Lin Jing wrapped them in paper and put them in her backpack for fear of being damaged.

When Jack hit someone just now, he threw away her backpack. I wonder if the things inside were broken, but now he's taking pictures! Lin Jing glared at Jack and said, "Go ahead and pat you again."

Jack sat upright.

Woo hoo hoo, I have reached a world where I am the only one who loses money. Lin Jing really wants to cry today.

"Mr. Jack, it's already very late today. Qin Zichuan can just take me back. You can go back first." Lin Jing was a little embarrassed about her attitude just now. After all, the people from the embassy were still waiting for him.

Jack was very happy and said without even moving his buttocks, "No, I'll take you back."

Qin Zichuan: "That's it for me."

Jack didn't hide his intention and said: "The alleys here are all the same. I want to know the way. I can bring Mr. Alston to visit tomorrow."

Before Lin Jing could speak, the talkative man was already in the car and asked, "Which Alston?"

Suddenly thinking of who it was, he looked at Qin Zichuan and asked, "That one?"

Qin Zichuan nodded slightly.

The man screamed, looking incredulous, "The Chinese name Auston gave his son is Lin Zichuan, it can't be..."

Lin Jing rolled her eyes and didn't want to speak.

Qin Zichuan started the car.

"Oh my god, Auston's child is actually a witness to your love?" The man became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had discovered a shocking secret.

"Qin Zichuan, I heard Xiaolan say that you have a partner, but I didn't believe it."

Although no one paid attention to her, she was very expressive, "Although you have a good skin, but if they knew your true face, which normal woman would be willing to stay by your side?

Let’s just talk about our Xiaolan. I used to like you like heaven and earth, but after knowing your true face, I also lost my way. How can you find someone? "

Lin Jing was unhappy and wanted someone to accompany her. "Is it possible that I am abnormal?"

The man was astonished and sighed for a while, "You are really a perfect match."

Then he sighed, "Why? Why does such a good man like me have no partner?"

Lin Jing continued: "Is it possible that your idea of ​​what is good for yourself is not the same as what ordinary people think of a good man?"

Men...you are not good people.

"Let me tell you, my name is Kuang Weiguo."

"Huh?" Lin Jing was still casual. This name is not famous now or in the future, at least not in her memory. She said nonchalantly: "I haven't heard of it."

"I'm Kuang Rulan's brother-in-law, so you have to call me uncle." Kuang Weiguo sat in the back row and patted Lin Jing's shoulder to introduce himself.