Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

After sending her sister and Panpan home, Song Paner walked back to school by herself. Lying on the bed in the dormitory, she was still thinking about the body quilt.

The baby is a baby, but it is not popular! It should still be sold. Jinyu Pavilion will give you 9 million. Let’s find an auction house and ask again tomorrow.

Song Pan'er stared at the bed board on the upper bunk, making secret calculations.

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same. Song Pan'er was eager to get rid of something, but she didn't know how many people were thinking about it and couldn't sleep at night.

In a courtyard in Sanlihe, Xicheng District, a graceful and elegant old lady was sitting on her knees on a futon, mumbling something.

Sitting on the sofa in the outer hall was a man over fifty years old, dressed casually, and next to him stood a young man who looked like a secretary, reporting something respectfully.

"Those photos of the Qianlong Dharani Sutra quilt were first leaked from the hands of Wei Yuantao, the second shopkeeper of Jinyu Pavilion in Jinshi. It is said that the seller who provided the photos was a young girl, and the girl's friend was the owner of this quilt. The owner of the treasure. I have already told all the major antique and treasure shops in Jin City that they will notify me as soon as there is news about this girl, so please rest assured."

The man put down the newspaper in his hand and sighed softly, "Xiao Fan! The old lady has been reading this for a long time. You need to be careful about this!"

The young man named Xiao Fan immediately stood up straight and replied loudly: "Yes, I promise to complete the task."

The young man exited the gate of No. 3 Courtyard with a solemn expression and walked out of the hospital area. After he couldn't see the guard at the entrance of the courtyard, his face lowered and his brows furrowed tightly.

With only such a few clues, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. What could he do except wait and see? The second shopkeeper of Jinyu Pavilion also said that the girl was wearing makeup. He only remembered the blood-red lips and peach blossom eyes, but did not remember any other physical features.

This woman's makeup skills are comparable to plastic surgery, and even the scouts may not be able to recognize her. It’s hard to find someone! I'm afraid my future will stop here.

The young man leaned back on his seat as if giving up. He really wanted to pass out and wake up again when the matter calmed down.

But obviously, this is impossible.

He had to cheer up, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and dialed a number.

"Brother Wu, do you have any news?"

"Not yet, is the minister urging you again?"

"Well, hurry up! The people over there are also looking for us. If they take the lead, we will be passive."

"I see."

After hanging up the phone, the young man took a deep breath, turned the steering wheel, and merged into the traffic.

Wu Haibo, who was on the other end of the phone, took a deep drag on his cigarette and frowned worriedly. He has used all his connections, but still got nothing. In this treacherous world, it's as difficult as climbing to the sky!

Song Pan'er didn't sleep well at all last night. She had a lot of dreams, but she couldn't remember any of them when she woke up in the morning.

She pouted, finished her only class today, and took a taxi to the auction house. You can't hold this treasure down, so get rid of it quickly!

The auction should have first found an institution to appraise the value of the antique itself, but Song Paner felt that the appraisal took too long, so she directly set a reserve price of 15 million. If the auction fails, she will take it back and sell it to Jinyu Pavilion.

After asking about the auction process, commission ratio, transportation and other issues, I signed up and went home.

Her thin registration slip was delivered to the desk of the big boss of the auction house in minutes.

The boss didn't dare to waste a second and made a phone call to the secretary of a certain deputy department cadre. When the secretary heard that there was news about the Dharani sutra, he didn't dare to waste any time and immediately reported it to his boss.

It was rare for a deputy department-level cadre to show his emotions and he clenched his fists in excitement. Great, that position is almost yours.

Not long after Song Pan'er arrived home, her cell phone rang, and an unknown number called.

"Hey, hello!" Song Pan'er was holding her notebook and lazily leaning on the sofa, writing a script.

"Hey, hello, is this Ms. Song? I'm from Beijing Shengbao International Auction Co., Ltd. You just registered a Qianlong Kesi Dharani quilt in our bank. Now someone wants to buy it at your reserve price. Do you think you have any intention of selling it directly?"

Song Pan'er was overjoyed. Is this a deal? But then I thought, they didn't even see the real thing, so they decided to buy it?

Song Pan'er was a little puzzled and asked curiously: "Don't you need to identify it first?"

"Ah, it's like this. Our boss is very knowledgeable about this kind of collection. He said that the tapestry craft has been lost. It is basically impossible to imitate it. The gain outweighs the loss, so this piece of yours is worth collecting." The voice on the phone said It was very sweet, and Song Paner felt very happy listening to it.

So what are you waiting for? Let’s sell it, but it’s twice as high as Jinyu Pavilion’s price! It’s done this time! After paying off the money, I can buy a house again.

"Okay, let's do it tomorrow. I'll tell you the transaction location later." Song Pan'er played a trick. She was afraid of being cheated, so she planned to think of a safe place to trade.

"Okay, I'll wait for your call."

After Song Pan'er hung up the phone, the lady at the auction house on the other end breathed a long sigh of relief and nodded vigorously to her big boss, "Boss, it's done!"

The boss quickly reported to the cell phone in his hand that was still on a call:

"Director, the other party agreed, and the baby will be available tomorrow. Yes, yes...Thank you, Director, for the compliment."

After hanging up the phone, the owner of the auction house was excited and said, "Good job. There is a shopping card in the drawer. Take it!"

"Thank you, boss!" The secretary reached out and patted the boss's chest, stepped on high heels, held the shopping card, and walked out.

......

When it comes to the battle for deputy mayor, Wu Haibo and this deputy department-level cadre are really evenly matched, evenly matched, and evenly matched!

We just got the news about the Dharani Sutra, and Wu Haibo also knew about it. The person who called Song Paner was Wu Haibo himself, but he was a few seconds behind and the phone was always busy.

After calling it three times, I finally got through it.

"Hello, are you Miss Song?"

"I am, are you?"

"My surname is Wu. I heard that you were sold in one of your lives. I wonder what the price was?" Wu Haibo rubbed his index finger and thumb back and forth, making Wu Haibo a little nervous.