The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

After a quick tidy up, Song Youan took his father to the property management to register for facial recognition, so that he could enter and exit the community and apartment building by simply scanning his face.

"Dad, I have something to do soon. I'll be back for dinner when I'm done. If you take your dog for a walk, remember to bring a plastic bag to collect the dog poop and throw it away."

Song Qi nodded: "Okay, then I'll prepare dinner and wait for you to come back in the evening."

Song Youan asked Yan Fei to drive her back to the villa first. On the way back, she called Chen Fei and said, "Mr. Chen, I will be at Longteng Building in about an hour and a half."

"Didn't Miss Song go out of town on business?"

"I came back early because of something at home. I promised Mr. Chen that I would bring the things to see you as soon as I got back, so I didn't dare to delay for a moment after finishing my work."

Chen Fei smiled when he heard this: "Miss Song is still very trustworthy. Then I will be waiting for you in the office."

After returning home, Song Youan changed into a large Balenciaga bag, put the "Floating Light Kiln White Jade Vase" on the display cabinet into it, and carefully took down the two original paintings hanging on the wall and put them in the bag.

When getting in the car again, Yan Fei also noticed that Song Youan had changed her bag. Seeing that she held it carefully in her arms instead of putting it aside or at her feet as usual, he knew that there were good things in it.

But he didn't ask any more questions, just asked: "Where are we going?"

"Longteng Building, Jianye District." After saying that, Song Youan adjusted his seat back and half-lay down. "Call me when we get there."

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After Chen Fei received the call, he was so nervous and excited that he could hardly control himself.

He has always been calm and reserved, and it is rare for him to lose control of his emotions like this.

He wiped the table in the office reception area clean and covered it with a layer of white silk himself. In his mind, he began to imagine the good things Song Youan brought placed on the table. He was so intoxicated that he grinned foolishly, and his eyes under the lenses were much brighter than usual.

There was a knock on the door, and Chen Fei quickly looked up: "Come in."

The secretary pushed the door open and said, "Mr. Chen, Mr. Xu is here."

Xu Yuan walked into the office with a smile on his face, followed by Xu Ziyang.

"Mr. Chen, sorry to bother you again."

Seeing Xu Yuan, Chen Fei's smile widened: "Mr. Xu came really quickly."

"I rushed over as soon as I got the call, afraid I'd miss the chance to see something new." Xu Yuan said with a smile, "I don't usually know anything about these antiques, but I know Mr. Chen is an expert. Last time I heard Mr. Chen chatting with Miss Song, I felt that Miss Song must have some incredible treasures. Even though I'm an outsider, I still wanted to have a look."

Although Xu Yuan said this, only he and Xu Ziyang knew his real purpose.

His son wants to pursue Song Youan, but what he lacks is opportunities, so he has to help his son create opportunities.

So after their last chance encounter at the sales center, Xu Yuan knew that Chen Fei and Song Youan would meet again, so he contacted Chen Fei under the pretext of opening his eyes, but in fact it was to help his son.

In any case, as an experienced elder, Xu Yuan could see that Song Youan was not an ordinary person, and he supported his son in pursuing her.

After all, in Xu Yuan's eyes, Xu Ziyang is not bad in terms of appearance and family background, and is worthy of all the girls in Jinghai.

"Mr. Xu is being modest, but honestly, what Miss Song brought today is truly extraordinary. I've been involved in the antique world for so many years, and I've seen quite a few good things, but this time, it's the best of the best!"

As Chen Fei spoke, he looked up and saw Xu Ziyang trying to touch the "Purple Golden Chrysanthemum" on his desk. He was so scared that he shouted, "Don't touch it!"

This sound startled both Xu Ziyang and Xu Yuan.

Xu Ziyang shuddered, his entire body tensed up, and he looked at his father innocently before saying to Chen Fei, "Mr. Chen...Mr. Chen, I didn't touch him."

Xu Yuan came back to his senses and said quickly, "Come here and sit down. Mr. Chen's office is full of antiques. Don't touch them."

Then he asked Chen Fei curiously: "Mr. Chen, is this chrysanthemum also very valuable?"

Chen Fei regained his composure and nodded: "It cost me ten million. This is purple golden chrysanthemum. As far as I know, there are only two in the world."

He has one.

There is a plant of pomelo in Song Dynasty.

"One... ten million?" Xu Ziyang was stunned when he heard it.

Ten million is certainly not a lot for him, but it is a bit too expensive for a chrysanthemum, right?

Xu Yuan was also shocked and subconsciously took another look at the flower. It was indeed different from ordinary chrysanthemums, but after all, it was just a flower.

Everyone says that Mr. Chen is an antique geek, and after seeing what I have seen today, I can see that his reputation is well-deserved.

Chen Fei did not reveal that the seller was Song Youan. This was an agreement between him and Song Youan, and no one would tell anyone.

At this time, the secretary knocked on the office door again, and Song Youan came.

As soon as she entered the room, Song Youan saw Xu Ziyang was there too, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

Xu Ziyang waved: "Hi Youan, nice to see you again."

"Do you know each other?" Chen Fei was stunned.

Xu Yuan also played dumb: "Son, do you know Miss Song?"

Xu Ziyang nodded: "College classmate, the most beautiful girl in our design department."

Xu Yuan laughed along, "What a coincidence."

Chen Fei was in no mood to watch Xu Ziyang and Song Youan reminisce about the past. He glanced at Song Youan and noticed that she was only carrying a bag. He couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Miss Song, where are your things?"

Song Youan patted her bag and said, "Here it is."

As she spoke, she walked over to the group and took a closer look. She saw that the table was covered with a layer of white silk. She couldn't help but chuckle, "Mr. Chen, this is quite grand."

As she spoke, she opened the bag, first took out two scrolls, and finally took out a vase, and placed them on the table one after another.

Chen Fei's eyes were about to pop out.

"You...you just brought it like this?" Chen Fei asked in surprise.

Song Youan looked puzzled: "Then? What if I hold it in my hands and bring it over? That wouldn't be appropriate!"

"No, don't you have a storage box or something?" Chen Fei felt terrible. He felt that Miss Song was too casual with these treasures.

Song Youan shook his head: "I usually hang them on the wall at home. I don't have the habit of putting them away."

Chen Fei: “…”

Song Youan urged, "Mr. Chen, please take a look. I have to rush home for dinner soon."

Chen Fei shook his head speechlessly, and the next second he took out a pair of silk gloves from a drawer beside him and put them on, and reminded others: "You don't have gloves, you are not allowed to touch."

other people:"……"

He first carefully picked up the "Floating Light Kiln White Jade Vase". The moment he touched it, the cool touch of the white jade was more obvious through the silk gloves. The glaze was round and transparent, and the entire vase had no cracks or rust, which showed that it was well preserved.

He held the vase high, and let the afterglow of the setting sun shine on the vase. Under the gaze of several people, the vase gradually turned green.

The smile between Chen Fei's eyebrows gradually widened, and he exclaimed in amazement: "It is truly a rare treasure!"