479: C479 Pick Stone

C479 Pick Stone

"I'm Mr. Mu Qi'an's relative. Didn't you say that you were going to take away the leader of the rocks in the pile? I asked my master to come and move them." Mu Qingqing had a picturesque look on her face. Other than her cool attitude, she looked quite pleasing to the eye.

"Oh, so you are a relative of Mr. Mu Qi'an. You must be Mu Qingqing?" The staff member was suddenly enlightened. When he was doing the handover, he already knew who owned the pile of rocks, and he still remembered the incident vividly.

"Yes." Mu Qingqing nodded in agreement.

"Please come with me." The employee was an elderly aunt. Although she didn't say anything, Mu Qingqing had already seen through her thoughts.

It's just a pile of crappy stones, there's no need for me to inherit it. It would really be funny if word of it were to spread.]

Mu Qingqing didn't blame anyone, she understood Mu Qi'an's grandfather's intentions. He had already exhausted all of his means to treat his own descendants well.

"Well, it's these stones. It's not that we don't want to keep an eye on them, but this pile of stones is rather big. The dean has called for you many times and asked you to come and get them as soon as possible, but we haven't been able to find your contact information." The staff member pointed at the pile of rocks in front of them.

"I understand, thank you." Mu Qingqing said coldly.

"Oh right, there's another letter for you from old mister. I'll go get it for you now." The staff member patted his head and recalled that the person who had spoken to her before had said that there was a letter.

Mu Qingqing raised her brows slightly. She did not expect Mu Qi'an to leave her a letter.

"Let's move." Mu Qingqing agreed to pay the driver another five hundred yuan in payment for the work. The driver happily moved the stones inside.

The stones varied in size, and some of them even had patterns on them. In their eyes, these stones were just filling in the ground, and weren't of much use at all.

It took them an entire morning to finish moving all the stones in the house. Mu Qingqing took the letter but didn't open it.

Looking at the empty storage room, the staff was relieved. She smiled and said, "Now, I can report to the Principal."

"I'm so sorry to have let you guys watch for so long." Mu Qingqing took out two hundred yuan from her purse and handed it to the aunt who was helping to look at the stone.

"It's nothing." Auntie took the money, her face beaming like a flower. She put the two hundred-dollar bills back into her pocket and said with a smile, "I won't send you off."

"Goodbye." Mu Qingqing got on the car and left without looking back.

The truck driver straightforwardly helped her bring the stone into the house and then drove away.

Looking at the pile of stones in the room, Mu Qingqing squatted down and carefully stroked the stone patterns on the surface, feeling the smoothness and coldness. These stones had once been Mu Qi'an's treasured toys. Now that they were gifted to her, she was truly flattered.

When she thought of that letter, she opened the envelope and picked up the thin piece of paper to read it carefully.

Clear junior:

I may be dead by the time I receive this letter. Thank you for coming to visit my wretched old man in the nursing home.

Xiaomin has always been a stubborn child. Like me, as long as I have a hobby, I will charge forward without a care for anything else. I anticipated that my time was running out, so I had to entrust all my worries to you.

One of the favorite things that I, a wretched old man, would do in my life was to collect stones. In the nursing home, in my home, there were many stones, and those stones were not ordinary stones. Xiaomin always said that I was a crazy old man who only liked to play with useless stones all his life. These stones are not useless. If you have free time, you can carry a rock and give it to the appraisers, and they will give you an unexpected surprise.

Speaking of which, I'm ashamed. My son, Xiaomin, has never understood my hobby, much less knew that my collection of these stones is a rare treasure. Even I, an old man, can't do anything about this. If these stones were in his hands, they would be discarded as though they were a pair of shoes. I can only entrust this matter to you.

Don't call these stones gambling stones. Go to the Treasure Hall and find a professional to appraise these stones and have them open these stones. Be careful.

If you sell these stones and sell them for money, you can take half of it and leave the other half to Xiaomin. After all, he's my son, and his blood is thicker than water. His salary as a police officer is meagre, so I left these as a guarantee for him for the rest of his life.

The old man could no longer write, so he thanked the younger generation.

Mu Qingqing heaved a sigh of relief. So Mu Qi'an had left these stones for her to sell. She closed her eyes and carefully examined the interior of the pile of stones. There was an emerald green color, a blood-red color, and a faint glow within.

It really was a pile of treasures.

This pile of treasures, Mu Qi'an, had not been handed over to Mu Xiaomin to deal with. Instead, he had handed them over to her. He truly trusted her.

However, it wasn't convenient for her to come forward to look for the Treasure Convention. It seemed like she still had to ask Yang Xiao to handle this matter.

He reckoned that they were already awake, so he called Yang Xiao as soon as he called.

"Hello?" Yang Xiao's tone was not very good, it sounded a bit fierce.

"Yang Xiao, are you free?" Mu Qingqing asked.

"Sister Qing, is that you?" Yang Xiao suddenly came back to his senses. When he woke up, the Lin Family and her aunt had already left and Mu Qingqing had also disappeared.

"Mmm, do you know anything about stone gambling?" Mu Qingqing's eyes were blazing as she caressed the smooth stone surface.

"Stone gambling?" Yang Xiao was slightly surprised. Could it be that her aunt's matter has been settled? Mu Qingqing actually had the leisure to play with stones.

"That's right, I have a batch of stones that I need to deliver to the Treasure Hall. Do you have any acquaintances?" She thought about it for a moment. If she succeeded in doing this, she could give a portion of the funds she sold to Yang Xiao as compensation.

"You asked the right person for this. Someone in the underworld is an expert. How many stones do you have?" Yang Xiao said confidently as he held the window with one hand.

"A truck." Mu Qingqing replied calmly.

Yang Xiao was so shocked that he almost lost his grip on his phone. He asked, "Where did you get so many stones?"

"It's a gift from an esteemed elder. When can you come and deal with it?" Mu Qingqing didn't know anything about this, as long as Yang Xiao was an expert.

"I will set off in a moment. However, Sister Qing, how did you deal with your aunt's matter? " Yang Xiao straightened his clothes, grabbed his car keys and walked downstairs.

"She's gone …" "Mu Qingqing hesitated for a moment before answering him, as she still couldn't accept this." Your Maserati has been taken away by me. Let me borrow it for a while. "

"It's fine, mine is Lili's, just use it." Yang Xiao said generously.

"Thank you." Mu Qingqing thanked him sincerely.

Yang Xiao replaced his hand to answer the phone and asked, "Then where is your aunt's funeral? I'll see you out. "

Mu Qingqing was silent. She didn't go to Aunt Qiong's funeral, but she was too ashamed to go see Aunt Qiong.

Sighing, she replied, "Forget it. I'll return to see her in the future."

"Alright." While speaking, Yang Xiao had already entered the underground parking lot. He used his car keys to open the door of the BMW. Let's not talk about this for now, I'll contact you when we get there. "

Yang Xiao put down Mu Qingqing's new number. He was a bit puzzled. That auntie seemed to be very important to Mu Qingqing. Why didn't Mu Qingqing want to attend the funeral?

This point surrounded him like a fog.

After cooking a bowl of noodles and eating her fill, Mu Qingqing went to the computer city and equipped herself with a desktop computer. She also bought some specialized books related to stocks and stone gambling. After pulling them back home, she quickly arranged all of these things. After clicking on the web page, she began to research on Mu Family Group. There had been a slight drop in the stock a while ago, but it did not have any substantial impact on Mu Family.

Mu Qingqing's eyes slightly narrowed. In her heart, there was some hesitation. It had a hundred years of history. If one wanted to destroy it, they only needed to move their fingers, but if one wanted to recreate the magnificent scenery of the past, it would also need dozens of years after recuperating before it could return to the magnificent scenery of the past.

If such a thing were to be done, it would be a wicked thing.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Mu Qingqing was lost in her thoughts when she was suddenly awakened by the knock on the door. She turned off the computer and closed her eyes to look outside. It wasn't Yang Xiao?

Opening the door, Mu Qingqing calmly looked at the person who came and shouted, "Uncle Hua."

A light flashed in Elder Hua's eyes as he looked at her with squinted eyes.

"Since you're here, Uncle, please come in." Mu Qingqing wasn't afraid of him, she just hadn't expected him to be so well-informed and come to this place so quickly.

Elder Hua went in. Mu Qingqing saw that there was no one behind him, so she closed the door.0

"They really are the good daughters of my Hua Family. The entire underground island has been destroyed, and all of my elite soldiers have been taken care of by them." Elder Hua had his back facing her as he faced a pile of stones. He raised his head and took a deep breath. He was still wearing the black Chinese style clothes and his face was uncharacteristically degenerate and weathered.

"Uncle, are you blaming me?" Mu Qingqing could feel the strong killing intent coming off him, but she still chose to let him in.

Elder Hua shook his head with a smile. He even closed his eyes and laughed. His mind was filled with the white smoke from the island. The island that he had built with his own hands was hidden under the sea and had helped him earn money for so many years.

Now, the island had been toppled and destroyed by that group of people with sophisticated weapons, along with the poisonous flowers that had been growing for so many years.

"Blame you for what? Isn't there poison on that island in your body?" Elder Hua opened his eyes and turned around to look at her.

"You're Qinghe's daughter, so I won't kill you." Elder Hua had a strange smile on his face.

Mu Qingqing stood there coldly, knowing full well that the person standing in front of her was a criminal. But he said she was Hua Qinghe's daughter?

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