My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

One of the policemen reacted quickly, stepped on the box with his foot, exerted force with his heel, pulled it back in front of him, and bent down to pick it up.

The wealthy man subconsciously wanted to reach out to grab it, but Ming Yi's wrist was still clenched so hard that he couldn't move at all.

I could only watch helplessly as the policeman carried the box to the counter, unlocked the locks on both sides, and opened the box to check.

Ming Yi looked over there curiously, and saw three scrolls of calligraphy and paintings wrapped in bright yellow lining cloth, which had not been opened yet, but could smell a strong musty smell.

Not only he could smell it, but also the policeman standing in front of the counter.

He noticed that the smell was wrong, sniffed again, showed a surprised expression, and said to another policeman: "Brother Zhang, watch him, don't let anyone run away!"

Hearing this, another policeman quickly blocked the wealthy man's way out of the shop and asked, "What's wrong?"

The policeman at the counter said: "This thing has a unique musty smell. I suspect it may be a cultural relic that has just been unearthed."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone to take pictures of the contents in the box and sent them to the captain.

After a while, the captain called and asked him where the things came from, and the police gave a general account of the situation.

After hanging up the phone, the policeman asked the rich man where did he get the things?

The wealthy man pretended to be calm, and said, "I picked it up halfway, because I saw that it didn't look like new, and wondered if it might be an antique, so I decided to bring it to the store for Boss Cao's appraisal."

The policeman looked him up and down and asked, "Since the thing was picked up, why are you panicking?"

"I... I'm not panicking."

Hearing this, Ming Yi sneered, and kicked the socket of his leg, and the wealthy man, whose legs were weak and unsteady, knelt down on the ground in an instant.

The two policemen saw it, snorted, took out a pair of handcuffs, and said, "Since you're not in a panic, let's go back to the office and talk about where we can get these things."

They quickly collected evidence and took away the box, the man and the surveillance video.

Qiao Fan politely sent the police out of the store.

And Ming Yi quickly floated to the pineapple table, straightened the chair carefully, and checked for any bumps or damage.

This set of tables and chairs has been in the store for a long time. Ming Yi often passes by and never pays attention to it. Before when he was bored in the store, he would sit on the table and play with turning the chair with one hand.

Just now when he heard Qiao Fan say that this set of tables and chairs cost a million dollars, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

The kick I kicked the rich man just now was not light, and the chair made a loud noise when it fell down with him.

If this was broken, Cao Xuanhe would definitely not be able to spare him.

Really said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Just as Ming Yi was examining it carefully, the owner of the pear-blossom chair came out from behind the screen with a wooden tray.

Ming Yi saw it, stood up immediately, and explained in a low voice guilty: "I checked carefully, the chair is not broken."

Cao Xuanhe's attitude was indifferent, he murmured, and put the few items picked out from the wooden tray on the counter.

It happened that Qiao Fan came in, put the things on the counter one by one, and asked Cao Xuanhe: "Boss, what do you do with these sandalwood beads?"

Cao Xuanhe: "Keep it, and pay for the chair."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at Ming Yi and said, "Let's go."

"what?"

Cao Xuanhe took out the Yin Gathering Vase and tapped it twice with his index finger.

Ming Yi came to his senses, leaned over and quickly got into the bottle.

The man walked out of the store, and a few little ghosts floated out from behind the screen. They looked at the disappearing background of the store, and then turned to look at Si Ling.

Si Ling turned his head and saw the little ghosts all looking at him with distressed faces, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Qian Yu comforted: "Brother Si Ling, don't be too sad, the master may be looking at you...seeing that you are too tired, and wants you to rest for a while."

Si Ling smiled and said, "I'm not sad."

They were all little ghosts rescued by Cao Xuanhe, and Cao Xuanhe rarely asked them anything for so many years.

The original ghost servant contract was also signed by them voluntarily, so Cao Xuanhe left them to watch the store.

He said he was looking at the store, but he didn't care about them at all, and Si Ling, as the most powerful ghost among them, was always by Cao Xuanhe's side, protecting him.

Now that he was suddenly defeated by Ming Yi, a brat, his mood was somewhat complicated, but it was not sad yet.

Besides, he was very clear about what Mingyi had in mind for his master.

It's just that he didn't expect that the master's conniving attitude could have allowed Ming Yi to succeed in such a short period of time?

Qian Yu didn't know what Si Ling was thinking, and continued to persuade: "Brother Si Ling, I'm serious, you have been by Master's side for decades, and you haven't had a lot of rest, Master is not a talkative character, I guess I just want to take this opportunity to let you relax."

"Master likes to be quiet the most. A noisy personality like Ming Yi will definitely not please the master. After a while, the master will dislike him and ask you to go back."

Xiao Ling followed suit: "Yeah, sister Qian Yu is right."

Cao Zhong was stupid and didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he just raised his hand and patted Si Ling's shoulder.

On the other hand, Sister Juan, who had been silent all this time, smiled slightly and said, "You guys, you've overthought everything."

The ghosts looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Sister Juan, what do you mean by that?"

"Si Ling is the master's guard, but it's obviously not the case. He doesn't bother to compete with Si Ling for the position of guard."

"It's been so long, you haven't seen anything from it?"

Xiao Ling frowned and thought about it.Said: "It feels like that brat is getting more and more presumptuous. Before, he always smiled when he saw his master. No matter what the master said, he never made a fool of himself. Now he even dares to lose his temper with the master."

Sister Juan nodded in agreement: "Yes."

Xiao Ling said again: "But doesn't this mean that he is irritable and domineering, he is proud of being favored and making trouble for no reason?"

"Brother Si Ling didn't dare to do this when he was acting as a guard in front of the master."

Sister Juan covered her lips with her sleeve, and said with a smile: "You silly girl, you haven't turned the corner yet, do you remember that the master drove Ming Yi away on New Year's Eve?"

A few little ghosts nodded: "I remember."

Sister Juan: "At that time, the owner's attitude was really cold, but when I came to the store again, Ming Yi was brought in by the owner."

She raised her finger and pointed to the pair of koi lake screen decorations on the Bogu rack: "The master put a special decoration for him last time, obviously accepting him to stay in the store for a long time."

"Look at today again. Ming Yi went out through the window to get sulking, but the master took the initiative to coax him and heal his wounds. He didn't forget to take him with him before he left. Is this the treatment an ordinary guard can have?"

The ghosts looked at each other and remained silent.

For so many years, no matter whether the owner came or went, he never greeted them, and rarely chatted with them except to explain things.

Like the last time Ming Yi called Cao Xuanhe and pestered Cao Xuanhe to tell the reason for sending the letter to the old lady, and asked about the follow-up matters of Juyin Formation just now, these are things they dare not think about or do.

But the host not only talked, but also answered his questions very carefully, without any impatience.

Sister Juan sighed: "I have been with Master for decades, and this is the first time I have seen him treat a little ghost so special. I guess we will protect not only him alone, but one person and one ghost."

"Don't worry about Mingyi robbing you of your jobs here, even if Mingyi wants to protect you in the future, the master may not be willing."