American Warehouse Taobao King

  Yang Yong didn't know when he slept until he suddenly felt someone touch him, and then he felt that there was a blanket on him, which was quite warm. In a daze, he opened his eyes and blinked a few times before he could see clearly who was beside him. Then he sat up from the sofa, patted his head and said with a wry smile.

   "It's okay to drink, it's a mistake to drink, and you have a severe headache. When did you come back? Everything is done."

  Butler James was very tired, and his eyes were full of red blood. However, his mental state was abnormally excited. He smiled and handed Yang Yong a cup of green tea that was just brewed, and then sat on the other side of the sofa and said with a smile.

"If it's done, you can get all the auction money after half a month. To be honest, we don't like these gold and silver jewelry. However, many of these jewelry are antique jewelry with more than 100 years, and they are very popular in the market. Best seller."

Yang Yong shook his head indifferently and said, "Don't say it's antique jewelry, I don't want even the royal family's jewelry, which of those things don't have this blood on them. I feel hot all over when I see it, and it's the same as the gold we were looking for before. The altar feels almost the same, the peerless weapon, how can it be placed by my side."

   Yang Yong is a very contradictory person. Although he does not believe in evil, he has a natural sense of resistance to things that have been contaminated with blood. It always feels unsafe to keep it by my side. The cooperation with the National Museum of Natural History has expired, and all the gold works of art have been taken back. The only thing that can be recovered is the golden sacrificial altar. Now this golden sacrificial altar is still the treasure of the National Museum of Natural History, and the museum has signed a ten-year agreement.

   Exchange the gold altar for some top collections of the National Museum of Natural History, and exchange it to the museum of the Yang family for exchange display. This transaction was done brilliantly, mortgaged this peerless weapon, earned a large amount of art, and took it to his own museum for exhibition.

   At this time, Yang Yong took out a cigar and lit it, then leaned against the back of the sofa, staring blankly at the sea **** Pose, carved out of white marble in front of him. He stared at himself with four forks with open teeth and claws, and said to James next to him.

   "James, this time we can plant it. All the statues have been inspected and nothing has been found. The hidden treasure of Herman William Goering has not been found any clues. This time it is really planted."

   Butler James took out a cigar from Yang Yong's cigarette case with a smile, and in exchange for a blank eye, he didn't care that he took a sip on Meimei and said with a smile. "Who said it didn't say that the parchment love letter is not a huge gain. As you often say, sir, I am lucky to have it, but I lost my life."

   "It's no big deal. If you can't find it, you can't find it. Our Yang family is not short of that money, so why bother yourself so much."

  What is the truth? Yang Yong doesn't understand. The reason why he is so worried is because Yang Yong's self-confidence has been greatly traumatized. To put it bluntly, it is a big blow. Yang Yong has never failed since his debut. Yang Yong can walk through any kind of difficult treasure hunt, and finally get huge benefits. This is how the Yang family developed. of.

   But he didn't expect to come to Europe and suffer a series of setbacks, which damaged Yang Yong's self-confidence completely. Yang Yong was not reconciled, not reconciled to failure.

   Even more unwilling to smash his own signboard, good reputation, that is accumulated little by little. It was too easy to spoil it, so Yang Yong felt very tired, never felt so tired, and fell asleep on the sofa after drinking so much alcohol, which is a rare situation.

   Butler James also expressed a little sympathy, but just as Butler James himself said, look for treasures, especially for clues to treasures. It is not a problem that can be solved by human beings. It depends on the will of God. God makes you rich, and you will definitely find useful clues. If God doesn't let you get rich, you'll have no hair even if you've turned your hair white.

  Yang Yong is the time when he needs comfort the most, so as the big housekeeper of the Yang family, he is obliged to help Yang Yong solve his problems. At least it's good to be able to appease Yang Yong's injured self-confidence, so he said with a smile. "Sir, don't be in a hurry, take your time, let's stay in Europe and visit the flea markets in various countries. I don't believe it anymore, we can't buy some clues to play with the big reward, and we can't pay more if we can't. Do you want some money?"

  Yang Yong knew that it was James who was comforting him, and at the same time Yang Yong was secretly annoyed. It was really not something a man could do to complain about himself when he suffered such a little setback. Where did all the unwillingness to admit defeat in the past go? Have you been wiped out by the comfortable life? No, I Yang Yong will never lose.

   So Yang Yongqiang sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and drinking tea with a smile. Suddenly, it seemed that Fulin was in his heart, and he turned around and asked James next to him. "My Chief James, why do I always feel that there is something wrong with this statue of Poseidon, the sea **** in front of us. Help me find out what went wrong, and try to find out tonight, or I will punish you not to sleep."

  James knew that Yang Yong was joking, and Yang Yong also felt that something was wrong with the statue. However, Yang Yong has been studying this statue of Poseidon, the sea god, for several hours, and he has not found the fault.

  So James nodded with a smile, stood up, and circled the two-meter-long statue several times back and forth. From top to bottom, from left to right, from the sea-god Poseidon's wave and moire base, he probed little by little, until he probed the sea-god Poseidon's long curly hair, but found nothing.

   Then he studied the body of the sea god, it was still the golden ratio, the muscle lines were rough but delicate. The most amazing thing is that even the hair on the body can be carved out, there is nothing different, why Yang Yong always feels that this statue is not right. Butler James, but he knew that Yang Yong's feelings could not go wrong, so he researched and researched himself, but couldn't find a reason.

   shook his head incomprehensibly, sat on the sofa, and looked at Yang Yong, both of them were dumbfounded. Are the two of them dying before they get old? One can't work, neither can't work, even a small statue can't find a place where it feels different. Could it be that Yang Yong's feelings were wrong? It's impossible that Yang Yong's feelings would never be wrong.

   This is strange. James was smoking a cigarette and drinking tea. He glanced at the trident of the sea **** Poseidon, the giant world-shaking trident in the hands of the sea god, and was stunned. Then he opened his eyes incredulously, and the tea in it flowed out involuntarily. James with the gun kept coughing. Yang Yong helped James to pat on the back, and then he said with a joking smile.

   "What are you doing? What are you doing? When did your sexuality change? Seeing a man drooling, it's really yours."