Chapter 864: Chapter 864: Dreaming in broad daylight?
Bai Yan felt that so people were born to jinx him.
Li Qiao knew he cared about face, so she didn’t ask further and took out her phone to call Luoyu first.
After inquiring, she learned that Jin Rong had gone to Lin City to discuss business these days and was not in the South Sea.
Everything was just happening perfectly.
This wasn’t the first ti she had felt this.
Li Qiao never believed in coincidences. She pondered for a few seconds as a certain thought ca to her.
She didn’t make another call but instead logged into the tracking system horizontally on her phone.
Li Qiao deliberately used Li Shaoquan’s account for location tracking. In an instant, He Chen’s location showed as Black Hawk Headquarters in Aida City.
Shang Yu’s location was highly concealed, even the Red Guest system couldn’t trace it.
After much deliberation, Li Qiao also entered Wang Yue and Liuyun’s locations, which were also within the state of Aida.
The result was vastly different from Li Qiao’s expectations.
She expressionlessly exited the system; everything seed normal, but she still had doubts in her heart.
…
A day later, in the morning.
News ca from Naypyidaw Airport in the Capital of Myanmar, stating that Ming Dailan and her entourage had already boarded a plane heading to Dian City.
On the private plane, Mrs. Andrew appeared slightly displeased between her brows, “The organizers of the exhibition are really careless; even the exhibition location of the famous painting can be mistaken, making you run with .”
Ming Dailan patted her hand comfortingly, “It’s alright, after all, it’s our own plane, very convenient.”
Mrs. Andrew sighed heavily, looking at the sky outside the cabin window, her face still not looking very good.
The posthumous work of the King of England III was indeed on the list of this exhibition, unfortunately, it wasn’t in the Myanmar exhibition hall, but at the branch venue in Dian City.
However, despite the organizers’ oversight, besides apologizing, they insisted they had no authority to transfer the famous painting from the branch venue to the Myanmar exhibition.
After obtaining repeated assurance from the organizers, Mrs. Andrew decided to go to Dian City to explore further.
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anwhile, three high-performance jeeps also departed from a house in Scarlet City.
Dian City, unlike Scarlet City, though only separated by a Yun Mountain, has comparatively stable and safe social order. It is also the largest gambling stone city on the border, with small vendors selling stones everywhere on the streets.
Where there is gambling on stones, naturally there is business.
The branch venue was chosen in Dian City because many collectors and jade enthusiasts gather here.
Before ten in the morning, Li Qiao and her team reached the only three-star hotel in Dian City.
Next door was the branch venue for the art and jewelry exhibition, the jade trading center.
Li Qiao got out of the car and looked around the parking lot.
Despite the hotel not being highly rated, luxury cars were gathered there.
Dian City has a highway directly to Myanmar, and most businessn within Myanmar will drive here to gamble on stones.
Suddenly, Li Qiao’s wandering gaze caught a completely black business vehicle.
The model and the one used by the Mansion were the sa, but the license plate was from Myanmar.
Li Qiao gave it a couple of extra glances, then followed Bai Yan and the rest into the hotel.
At exactly ten o’clock, Li Qiao, wearing a mask, and Bai Yan walked toward the trading center next door.
Ming Dailan landed in Dian City half an hour later.
Mrs. Andrew, eager to find the painting, didn’t want to waste ti, directly arranged for the driver to head to the branch venue.
At eleven in the morning, surveillance showed the Noble Ladies’ Group, led by Ming Dailan and Mrs. Andrew, appearing slowly in the lobby of the trading center.
At ten past eleven, Mrs. Andrew, feeling relieved, pulled on Ming Dailan, pointing to the display cabinet, exclaiming excitedly, “Lan, look, it’s indeed this painting, here.”
Ming Dailan, born to wealth, had basic appreciation skills.
In her eyes, if the painting hadn’t been a posthumous work of the King of England III, it might not compare to other famous paintings by renowned artists.
Ming Dailan nodded with a warm smile, “It’s really nice.”
Mrs. Andrew, elated, imdiately asked the special assistant at the venue, “How much is this painting selling for?”
The special assistant, a young lad, blinked, “This… these are exhibits, not for sale.”
Mrs. Andrew’s expression tightened, and Ming Dailan imdiately reassured her, “Don’t worry.”
She looked at the assistant, asking politely and elegantly, “Could you give the phone number of the representative who displayed it?”
The special assistant, seeing she understood the field, quietly recited a series of numbers and reminded, “If you wish to purchase any exhibit, you can communicate directly with the exhibiting representative. We only provide the venue for the exhibition, and are not involved in buying or selling.”
“Thank you for your trouble.”
Mrs. Andrew, gazing gratefully at Ming Dailan, linked arms with her, “Lan, thank you.”
Ming Dailan smiled, “No need to thank ; I originally wanted to gift you a present, and just so happened to find this painting, so let buy it for you.”
“How can I accept that?” Mrs. Andrew seed flattered and overwheld, “This is too precious, no, no.”
Having known her for many years, Ming Dailan fully understood her character and, after a few more pleasing words, Mrs. Andrew reluctantly nodded, “Well… I thank you on Andrew’s behalf.”
“Don’t thank .” Ming Dailan glanced at the unremarkable posthumous work, “Consider it an early gift from the Chairman Family to Andrew.”
Beside them, the other two Countesses couldn’t help but show a hint of envy in their eyes.
To receive a gift from the Chairman Family was a rare honor.
Just then, Ming Dailan turned to et their gaze, “Mrs. William, Mrs. Brown, if there’s any painting or jewelry you like, you can let know.”
“This…,” the two ladies looked at each other, pretending to be in a dilemma, “Won’t it be inappropriate?”
“Of course not.” With the grace of a noble, Ming Dailan shook her head, “A lot has been going on at the Ducal Residence lately, which also caused so inconvenience to your husbands. This ti, let represent the Chairman Family to offer you an apology, don’t be polite with .”
In an instant, it was noon, and the exhibition hall closed.
Ming Dailan and her companions returned to the hotel, and before heading to their respective rooms, Mrs. Andrew inquired with a hint of aning, “Lan, do you think the exhibiting representative will really sell that painting?”
“He will.” Ming Dailan spoke with confidence, dispelling the uncertainties in the other’s mind.
With a cheerful heart, Mrs. Andrew laughed, “Then I’ll wait for your news.”
Back in the room, Ming Dailan put down her handbag and tiredly pinched her brow, instructing Yin Mo, “Call the exhibiting representative and ask about the price of the painting.”
Yin Mo, expressionless, acted as if to leave the room.
But Ming Dailan raised her eyelids and stopped her, “Just call here, put it on speaker.”
Yin Mo halted her steps, took out her phone, and dialed the number given by the gallery assistant.
After three rings, soone picked up on the other end, speaking in Burse to ask who she was looking for.
Yin Mo explained their intention to buy the painting in English, but didn’t expect the other side to retort mockingly in a fluent British accent, “Not for sale! Daydreaming in broad daylight?”
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