It's a big mistake!

Too bad there are no photos.

Lu Wen'an's palms became wet, he raised his eyelids with a dazed expression, "Did you really see it?"

Qin Chu nodded affirmatively at him.

Then he said: "What are you afraid of? If that guy is really your father, you can ask for an explanation and ask him why he hasn't come to you for so many years."

Lu Wen settled down, "The library is so big, how can I find it?"

At this time, Lu's father put down Erlang's legs, and then said with a deep face: "An'an, have you forgotten what our family does? It's not difficult to find someone."

Lu Wen'an opened his eyes slightly, and Lu's father smiled at him, "A few years ago, the city library lacked security personnel, and they were hired from our company."

Although it is easy to recruit security guards, it is difficult to find specially trained high-quality security personnel, especially after the city library introduced a batch of authentic works and ancient books a few years ago, the demand for strengthening this aspect is even more urgent. Go to Lu's company and propose sincere cooperation.

In the basement of the library, Qin Xuanhuai was concentrating on fiddling with some small things when his eyelids suddenly twitched, which was disturbing.He put down his things, looked around, and began to decorate the room.

Shan Luoqing, who was already asleep beside him, was woken up by him, and opened his eyes in a daze, "Father Qin, what are you doing?"

"I always feel that those people are going to find them. I'll take some precautions. You sleep in your bed, and you'll go back to your small apartment tomorrow." Qin Xuanhuai said, pressing his hand on the wall, and then the wall moved slowly.

Shan Luoqing became interested for a while, got up and walked to the side, couldn't help but reach out to touch it, the wall was not an ordinary wooden wall, but a well-made titanium alloy door, painted on it, it looked like a It's just a wooden door.

There is a hole behind the wall, and a ventilation channel winds to nowhere.

"Wow, when did this come out?" Shan Luoqing's blood boiled, it was too exciting.

Qin Xuanhuai touched it where he couldn't see it, and then the door turned suddenly, closed, and fit on the wall, motionless, without a trace.

Shan Luoqing withdrew his gaze, pointed to the restored wall, and looked at him suspiciously.

"If one day you can't find me here, then I will go out this way. You don't have to come here to find me, just tell the curator and let him ask someone to tear it down." Qin Xuanhuai finished speaking, He signaled Shan Luoqing to go back to sleep.

Shan Luoqing knew that he had a lot of ideas, and he was able to tell himself that he was already preparing for the future.

"Your sixth sense is so accurate?" Shan Luoqing couldn't help asking while lying on the bed when he saw that he was packing up those precious painting tools again.

Qin Xuanhuai rolled up a painting, and was not very happy when he heard the words, "So what, I still can't protect the person I want to protect in the end." Then, he handed the painting to Shan Luoqing, "This is the guest I made a reservation, and you will help deliver it tomorrow, I will fill in your card number, and you will check it when the money arrives."

"Okay." Shan Luoqing said, and carefully put away the scroll. It's just a thin piece of paper, and it's worth a lot of money when it's framed.

There are no windows in the basement, and when the lights are turned off at this moment, the house is plunged into darkness.

Holding the heavy scroll, Shan Luoqing felt a little sleepy, and the man sleeping on the other bed obviously didn't fall asleep either.

"Father Qin." The young man's voice sounded in the darkness, it was not so exaggerated, and it was more solemn, "How long are you going to hide like this?"

Qin Xuanhuai looked at the ceiling, "Hide at Wu's house and give up."

When he said this, his eyes were very calm, since he lost everything 17 years ago, he accepted his fate.

The next day, Qin Xuanhuai got up early as usual and went to work in the library.

Shan Luoqing got up a bit late, sat by the bed and took out his phone, and sent a message to Lu Wen'an, "Are you coming to the library to read today?"

At this time, Lu Wen'an and Qin Chu were sitting in Father Lu's car, Uncle Liu was driving, and Father Lu was wearing sunglasses and a black shirt, looking at the road ahead with a cold expression.

He decided to go out in person and ask the librarian to cooperate with him in finding people.

Qin Chu lightly touched Lu Wen'an, who was silent all the way beside him, "Are you nervous?"

Lu Wen'an shook his head, he was really not nervous, soldiers came to cover him up, if he could make this unfated father recognize him, it would be a good thing for the Lu family to get out of trouble.Then his phone vibrated.

Qin Chu leaned over to take a look, and saw that it was from Shan Luoqing, he snorted.

"This guy is so boring, with such obvious motives."

Lu Wen'an glanced at him, thinking Chu Ge, do you really know Shan's motives?He didn't come here for himself, after all, he didn't do all this to attract the attention of you, the hero, Chu Ge!

Lu Wen'an sighed, put away his phone, and decided not to return it.

Qin Chu snatched the phone back, pretended to be Lu Wen'an and sent it back to him, "Luo Qing, I'm here, and I'm on my way!"

Lu Wen'an couldn't help but glared at him, how could he speak like this!

The young man's eyes were black and clear, Qin Chu raised the corners of his mouth, leaned over with malicious intentions and said, "An'an, you stare at me a few more times, it looks so good."

"..." Lu Wen'an's white jade-like face was slightly flushed by his breath, but he didn't know what to say, so he folded his arms around his chest and turned his head to the other side, expressing that he was angry.

Qin Chu looked at the pale pink ear tips exposed from under the black hair because of the movement of turning his head sideways, and felt itchy in his heart, he couldn't help leaning over, put one hand on Lu Wen'an's shoulder, and was about to lower his body to coax him.

At this time, Father Lu in front of him suddenly coughed hard, as if reminding him to restrain himself.

Lu Wen'an took advantage of the situation and moved towards the car window, and sat in a seat apart from Qin Chu.

Qin Chu withdrew his wolf claws, touched the tip of his nose as if nothing had happened, and then turned his head to look out the car window, only to find Lu Wen'an's figure behind him was reflected on the window glass.

In fact, it’s okay to look at it this way.

Soon after arriving at the library, Father Lu acted in a low-key manner, so he brought Uncle Liu over alone, and had already made an appointment with the curator.

He stood still, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked upright, looking at the two cubs in front of him, "You go to study first, and I will ask you to come and recognize people after the matter is settled."

In the end, Papa Lu remembered the scene he had casually glimpsed in the car just now, and he couldn't help looking at Qin Chu.

Qin Chu seems to have gotten a little taller recently, almost catching up with him.Father Lu looked at him meaningfully and motioned for him to come over.

Qin Chu impatiently walked in front of his father.

Father Lu stretched out his hand, pressed the back of his neck, and then whispered to him, "Take it easy, I'm only old."

Qin Chu raised his eyelids, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and probed his tone, "Do you agree?"

Lu's father pressed his hand on the back of his neck slightly, and looked at him sympathetically, "Ask your mother's fist first."

"..." Qin Chu was so embarrassed that he fell silent.

Father Lu worriedly warned him again, "Don't flirt with me if you have nothing to do. Be careful of your legs if you cause trouble." After speaking, he let him go.

Qin Chu replied to him, "Your son is a decent person." He was not a pervert.

Father Lu ignored him and took Uncle Liu to the elevator to meet the curator.

Because of the cooperation, the curator warmly welcomed the person in charge when he came over in person.

People from the two parties sat in the small meeting room. Papa Lu sat down and raised his legs skillfully. He didn't smoke, but he knew that it was not allowed here.

The curator smiled very kindly, "It's rare that Mr. Lu still obeys the rules."

How did this Lu Ba start his business, and where he used to hang out? Keeping integrity and loyalty, the relationship was very smooth, so I continued the contract and planned to cooperate for a long time.

Father Lu said: "Director Su, I won't be polite to you. Everyone is very busy. I came here today to find someone who is working here as a cleaning employee. I don't know if I can call them all. , show me."

Curator Su said with a smile: "To be honest, I also have something to discuss with Mr. Lu today. That's it. I have a big order here. I will guarantee the other party. I wonder if Mr. Lu will accept it?"

Father Lu waved his hand, "That's easy to say, of course I'm happy to do business. But let's settle my matter first."

Director Su didn't budge, "This person is waiting impatiently, Mr. Lu, I think you'd better go meet and have a chat with them. As for the price, it's easy to say, the other party is very generous and doesn't care about it. How about it? "

Mr. Lu, a money fan, overlord, pretended to ponder for a few seconds, then raised his head, "Director Su, this is not like you, why are you talking about such vulgar money?"

Director Su smiled helplessly, "When dealing with Mr. Lu, if you don't talk about money, what are you talking about?"

Father Lu was very happy. He got up at the middle of the threshold and motioned for him to lead the way, "Then meet this big client. If the price is not satisfactory and the negotiation fails, Director Su, don't forget to promise to help me."

"Of course." Curator Su saw that there was something going on, and hurriedly led him to the conference room further inside.

There was already a person sitting inside, dressed in dark blue overalls, dressed like a cleaner.

Father Lu frowned unhappily, feeling that he had been tricked, "Is this the big client you mentioned?"

How can a low-level part-time worker be generous?

Director Su is still smiling, "The so-called real people don't show their faces, what's wrong with the part-time workers, part-time workers can still produce talents. You can find out after talking about it."

There is no need to obey the rules in this place. Father Lu took out a pack of cigarettes and took the lead in sitting in the main seat. Then, while skillfully lighting the cigarette, he looked at the calm-looking man in front of him in the smoke. momentum.

The other party is also looking at him.

Father Lu: This person has a good temperament, like a cultured person, very deceptive, you should not take it lightly when dealing with this kind of person, be careful of being pretended to be a pig and a tiger by the other party.

Qin Xuanhuai: This person is Mr. Lu of the security company introduced by Director Su?How come he looks like a gangster leader, but dealing with this kind of person is actually very simple, just throw money at him.

After sizing up, Dad Lu took the lead with a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "The rule of the road is to report first."

The other party's eyes pierced through the smoke, very indifferently, "I am not a person on the road."

Father Lu suddenly slid the chair back, then raised his feet, and put it directly on the desk, crossed his hands, and looked coldly, "I'm here, you have to follow my rules."

Qin Xuanhuai looked at his pair of sky-defying long legs, straight and powerful, not a showman, this man obviously had practiced martial arts.He calmly took out a box from under the table.

Put it directly on the table, no nonsense, click it, and open it.

Father Lu looked over.

A box full of cash and gold bars is almost blinding people's eyes.

Father Lu sneered, "If I'm a country bumpkin, you want to hire my people, this little money is not enough to stick between your teeth."

"Really." The man in rough and cheap work clothes said softly, and then took out a scroll from under the table and unfolded it on the table.

"How about an authentic copy of Tang Yin's work in the Ming Dynasty?"

Father Lu, who was not well educated, raised his eyelids, "What silver?"

"..." Qin Xuanhuai's hand holding the painting suddenly trembled. He felt that this business was a bit difficult to negotiate.