1988: C1988 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1915

C1988 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1915

"I didn't see it at all. Only Dong Chunsheng and his wife, as well as a Maltese, have not been seen by anyone else in their family."

"Could it be that Jason was found out when he went to save Yuri and was captured by his dad and locked up somewhere?" This was what Ding Yiyi was most worried about. What else could a man who didn't see his own son for the sake of hiding money could not be done?

Ye Nianmo thought for a moment, "Anyway, we'll just wait and see. What should appear will still appear."

The next day, the calligraphy exchange between China and South Korea officially began. The exhibition hall was set up in the conference room of the International Calligraphy Exchange Association. There were about a dozen calligraphy posters in the conference room.

On the first morning, about a dozen people came to visit. There was even a school that organized students to visit. The morning was quite lively, but by the afternoon, there were clearly fewer people.

After the reporters reported in the morning, they all returned home at noon. Although the event had given them a lot of attention compared to other communication activities, it was not a hot spot in society after all, so it was customary to report at a high temperature for three days. By the time the communication ended, it would be considered over and the event would continue for three days, and by the third day, there were very few people left.

In the last hour before the closed door, a young man in a suit walked in. He looked very young, but his every movement exuded a heroic aura.

Behind the man was another man. He had the same sword-shaped eyebrows and the same planetary eyes, but his eyes looked a lot more wooden. He was not as nimble as the man in front of him, nor was he as imposing.

After the two of them entered the door, they began to admire the first letter. They slowly moved backwards, and when they were about to see the most expensive letter in the middle, it was already about to close.

The people from Korea had also noticed this man, and even told the host that he could wait for the other party to finish visiting the museum before closing.

The organizers turned on the lights, because after the letter met the strong light, the words on the letter would be affected by it. In order to protect the letter, the hall was surrounded by walls, and there was a square window near the door.

Just as the man was about to leave, the lights in the surroundings were all turned off. One could only hear the Koreans babbling in Korean.

"Everyone, don't move. We don't want to hurt each other!" Dongqing immediately had some people guard the door and ask the others to check the route.

Nearly ten minutes later, the organizer came in with a flashlight. The people who went to check the line had also returned, saying that the line had been cut off completely and that the entire power supply system had been affected.

The translator's shout caught everyone's attention, and they all swept their flashlights towards the source of the sound.

"Words!" The interpreter pointed to the empty glass cover. "The note is missing!"

Within the transparent glass cover, the letter disappeared without a trace. Only the gold ribbon remained in the cover, and the transparent cover looked intact.

As he was about to leave, the man closest to the glass cover immediately reached out and checked the glass cover. As soon as his hand touched the glass cover, another force grabbed it.

"Don't move!" Dongqing really didn't know what to say. Why was Ye Nianmo's place so easy to get into trouble for! Could it be that he acted on his own, what did he want to do?!

Dong Chunsheng had been in the office the entire time. When he heard that the poster was missing, he hurriedly ran to the scene.

The four Koreans present were chattering away. Although the translator was trying his best to translate, he could tell that her Korea was too agitated, so she did not manage to translate most of the words.

The matter was too sudden, so of course it had to be handled by the police. Everyone present had to wait for the police to come over to record their statements.

The line was cut, and the crowd couldn't leave the scene. Seven or eight people could only stare at each other.

Hearing the sound of the police car, everyone present let out a sigh of relief. It was a police officer in his thirties, his eyes drooping as if he would never wake up, but he walked quickly, his heels clicking on the floor.

He first walked in front of Dong Chunsheng, asked him about the general situation, then nodded and looked at everyone in the room, "I'm Police Officer Han, who came to assist the investigation this time," he said, thinking to himself, "He's the only one from the Bureau this time, which means that they don't want to make a big deal out of this. That's right, the relationship between the two countries has never been particularly harmonious, and the economic and social reasons for the historical legacy cannot be ignored.

In addition, the internet was everywhere, and any movement on the internet could trigger a wave of public opinion crisis. It was easy to do as he wished, but hard to do as well.

There are 12 people at the scene, 4 Chinese speaking Korea delegations, 1 female translator is from within the country, 2 tourists will be visiting in the end, the host in the country is also 4, adding on 1 major. "

Since the item was missing, they naturally had to record it. The staff specially cleared an office, and the first to enter was the female translator and the leader of Korea delegation. As no one understood Korean, they still needed the female translator's help.

After listening to over ten minutes of friendly argument between China and Han, as well as the argument that this matter would greatly affect the relationship between the Chinese and Korean citizens, Police Officer Han politely let them out.

The remaining three Koreans spoke in the same manner. The female translator also felt helpless and rolled her eyes as she translated.

After asking the Koreans, he was followed by the female translator. Without hesitation, she replied, "I'm standing not far from the letter because the Korea leader and Chairman Dong were in the office at the time. I had to get closer to them in order for them to translate it as soon as possible."

It seemed like Dong Chunsheng and Korea Leader's evidence was sufficient enough. Police Officer Han was a little curious, "They don't speak the same language, what can they do together?"

Coincidentally, President Dong is also a calligrapher fan, so the two of them have been practicing calligraphy together for the past few days. Today was the same as well, but in the end, the visiting citizens seemed to be very interested in that letter.

Police Officer Han laughed. "You seem to have observed it very carefully."

The other party's expression was a little unnatural, "He's just the type I like. Because he saw that the ring on his ring finger is already married, he could only secretly watch."

Police Officer Han waved his hand, indicating that she could leave. Taking advantage of this time, he quickly sorted out the doubts in his mind. Logically speaking, he should have gone after the thief, but as soon as he entered the room, he suspected that the person inside had stolen the letter.

Dong Chunsheng and the Korea representative should not have any suspicions because the two did not have to do this and had already eliminated them from the very beginning.

The translator was the only woman inside. She did not look old and did not look like she knew how to steal. As for the other two citizens … Logically speaking, why did he look at the written word so late? Moreover, from what he had seen just now, the other party was not as simple as a normal white-collar worker.

It just so happened that the door was pushed open. When they met eyes with each other, Police Officer Han was even more determined.

"Ye Nianmo Mr Ye, it's very late when you come to watch this post. Isn't it usually dinner time at this time?" Are you a calligrapher's fan? "

"No, my business is at Dongjiang City, so I came here to take a stroll with my wife. Since she went to a nearby shopping mall to buy things, I decided to take a stroll with her assistant." As he spoke, he revealed a look of helplessness that all men understood.

Police Officer Han understood in his heart that the couple at home were like wild horses that escaped from their reins. They wouldn't shout out that they were tired even after walking for two hours. It was quite possible that it was because of this reason.

"Oh right, you said that you're in a business, what business is that?"

Taking the business card from the other party, Police Officer Han immediately wanted to eliminate the person. A company with thousands of employees and a shopping mall, such a billionaire was actually caught in such a situation.

He looked at the man in front of him with suspicion. He was too young, too young. To be able to reach this step at such a young age made him, a fellow man, sigh endlessly.

Ye Nianmo only smiled at Ye Zichen's undisguised way of looking at him, until Ye Zichen looked away.

"Oh right, you seem to be very interested in the letter in the middle. If you aren't a calligraphy fan, how could you identify the most valuable part of the letter?"

Ye Nianmo crossed his hands and leaned back in his chair. He said faintly, "Police Officer Han, I also watch the news."

Police Officer Han was upset for a moment. He forgot that the television station had reported on this matter. It was normal for Mu to come and see it.

"Furthermore, my father has been quite interested in antiques these past few years. I was still wondering if I could have a private conversation with the Korea representatives. It's such a pity."

After asking for more than half an hour, it was already late when Ye Nianmo came out of the office.

"Young Master." Ye Bo stood beside him.

"Let's go."

Just as he walked out of the association, Dong Qing blocked his way. Dong Qing lowered her voice and asked, "Where did you get that letter from? What exactly do you want to do? This is not a joke. "

"You think I did it?" Ye Nianmo had a faint smile on his face.

Dong Qing was a little angry. "This is not a place with Dongjiang City.

Ye Nianmo retracted his smile, "Thanks for the reminder."

Ding Yiyi had been waiting for someone for a long time. When she finally got them back, she was also very surprised when she heard about the situation. "Who actually stole it?" You can't just sneak out of the poster, right? "

The next day, Dong Chunsheng appeared in the hotel lobby. He was not affected by yesterday's incident and was not worried about being questioned about the purpose of his visit.

He was wearing an ordinary middle-aged man's shirt, suit pants and a briefcase. The moment he entered the hotel, he got the front desk to call Ye Nianmo's room.

When Ye Nianmo and Ding Yiyi appeared at the same time, the other person's gaze first shifted to Ding Yiyi. After staring at her for a while, he said, "It's so similar."2

"Director Dong, is there anything you need from us today?" Ye Nianmo signaled the waiter to bring a pot of Longjing.

Dong Chunsheng waved his hand and took off the thermos set rope, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about me. I brought some water with me."

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