Burning down my ex-husband's house! I won't raise these bastard children anymore

Upon hearing this, the leader was startled for a moment, then threw back his head and burst into laughter, his laughter echoing throughout the spacious office: "Great! Great! This is the kind of person who gets things done!"

He waved his hand and immediately ordered his subordinates: "Move out all the Moutai liquor that can be sold in Curry!"

Not long after, the sound of busy footsteps could be heard in the warehouse.

Boxes of Moutai liquor were carried out by the workers and piled up into a small hill in the open space.

Lin Panpan stood aside, her eyes revealing unconcealable excitement. She stood on tiptoe from time to time to check the progress of the moving.

"The inventory is complete! A total of 500 boxes!" The staff member came running to report breathlessly.

The leader turned to look at Lin Panpan and asked with a smile:

"Ms. Lin, it seems that we have made this deal.

I'll arrange for the financial accounting and price right away, what do you think?"

Lin Panpan nodded slightly, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a satisfied smile:

"Thank you very much. I believe this cooperation will be a great opportunity for both of us.

I will cooperate with you again in the future, I wonder if you are willing?"

The leader nodded quickly and said, "Of course, if you need it, just let us know. If the quantity is large, we can deliver it directly to your door."

The financial staff hurried over with a stack of documents.

He pushed his glasses up, cleared his throat, and said, "After calculation, the total price of these 500 boxes of wine is 51,000 yuan. Take a look..."

Gu Mobai looked at the leader and said, "Can we settle the bill with gold bars?"

"Yes, of course there is no problem."

Gu Mobai directly took out a bag of gold bars and said, "Weigh it. If you have good wine next time, we are still willing to buy it."

"Row……"

Gu Mobai looked at the truckload of wine, his lips twitching as he asked, "Wife, why do you have this hobby? Do you like collecting wine? Collecting antiques?"

Lin Panpan looked at him and said, "I think these will be very valuable in the future, so I collected them and will put them in my courtyard when the time comes."

Gu Mobai pinched Lin Panpan's nose and laughed softly:

“I’ve already found several recycling places you asked me to help you find, but they’re a bit messy.

How about I take you to see it now?"

Lin Panpan's eyes lit up, and she nodded quickly, saying excitedly, "Okay, since we're going to the city, let's go take a look!"

Soon, the truck delivered all the wine back to the courtyard.

Gu Mobai brought Lin Panpan to a slightly remote place.

This building was originally an old granary in Northeast China. In the era of material scarcity, it shouldered the important mission of storing grain and ensuring people's livelihood.

Today, it has been transformed into a place similar to a large scrap recycling station, with the heavy iron door half-open.

As soon as the two walked through the door, a mixture of mold, rotten wood, and a faint smell of grain residue hit them in the face.

The interior space of the granary is extremely large, with a high arched roof and thick wooden beams crisscrossing.

Since most of the skylights on the roof were broken, sunlight filtered through the cracks and holes, forming light spots of varying sizes and shapes on the ground.

On one side of the granary, there are piles of old wooden grain bins.

These granaries are so old that the wooden surfaces are covered with small holes caused by insects. Some have fallen apart, and the wooden boards are piled randomly on the side.

In the corner next to it, there were several rusty tractors and carts parked.

Various abandoned farm tools were scattered around the grain storage and vehicles, and the metal parts of the pickaxes and hoes had long been rusted.

On the other side, there are mountains of miscellaneous items, many of which are old items from special periods.

Red armbands were casually discarded on the pile of debris, and some enamel pots and posters printed with quotations from great men also became mottled and blurred in the humid environment.

Among these old things, there are a large number of daily necessities, including old thermos bottles, paint-chipped aluminum pots, and worn cloth shoes.

These items are like a disorganized mountain.

The floor of the granary is paved with blue bricks. Due to its age and long-term pressure from heavy objects, many of the bricks have been broken and sunken, forming small puddles filled with turbid sewage.

Lin Panpan and Gu Mobai walked through the storage room, and the creaking of wooden boards could be heard from time to time under their feet.

Gu Mobai looked at the messy old granary and sighed helplessly:

“Although this old granary is filled with old items, I don’t know if there is anything you really need.

And look at the environment, it's damp and dirty everywhere, it's really not good."

Lin Panpan's eyes sparkled with excitement, and she waved her hands hurriedly:

"I think this place is amazing! There are so many old things in here, it's like a treasure trove.

We’ll come over tomorrow to sort it out.”

Gu Mobai looked at Lin Panpan lovingly, raised his hand and gently tidied her hair that was messed up by the breeze, and said softly:

“After I clean up this place, I’ll take you to the next one.

There might be even more old items over there.”

When Lin Panpan heard this, her eyes brightened even more and she nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Seeing that there was no one around, she stood on tiptoe like a lively little deer, put her arms around Gu Mobai's neck, and left a loud kiss on his cheek: "Thank you, Xiaobai!"

Gu Mobai smiled and flicked her forehead, pretending to be angry:

"What's there to be thankful for? I don't understand why you're so obsessed with these old things.

But it doesn't matter. I have many connections and channels for this kind of resources. Besides here, there are many other places where old treasures are hidden.

If you're willing, I'll help you find it."

Lin Panpan hugged him tighter with her arms, her cheek pressed tightly against Gu Mobai, her voice soft and sticky: "Xiaobai, you are so good to me.

At night, Gu Mobai reluctantly returned to the old house. As soon as he entered the house, he heard a roar from inside the house: "This is outrageous! The things in this house are not yours. If you dare to touch them, just try it."

Liu Qingcheng cried:

"Dad, they are all your grandsons, you can't just focus on Gu Mobai, what's so good about him?

He is cold and indifferent to everyone and never smiles. He is an ingrate.

But memorizing is different..."

"Bang!" Old Master Gu slammed the armrest, causing the celadon teacup to shake. It then fell to the ground with a clang, sending broken porcelain pieces flying everywhere.

"Liu Qingcheng!" Old Master Gu's voice was like a bell, echoing in the empty reception room:

"That bastard Gu Moshu is worthy of being compared with Mo Bai?

Take a good look at what has become of the ink writing!"

Mr. Gu snorted coldly and continued to scold:

"Don't think that just because you came here this time, I don't know what you are up to!

Mo Shu lost more than 200,000 yuan in the capital and was kidnapped. He was left with nowhere to go, so he thought of running to the countryside.

In previous Chinese New Years, you always spent them in Beijing. When have you ever set foot in this old house?"

Liu Qingcheng moved his lips, trying to defend himself, but was forced back by Mr. Gu's sharp eyes.

"You've gone too far!" Old Master Gu stood up, put his hands on the table, and leaned forward:

"Mo Bai is also your biological son. For so many years, you have ignored him and only have eyes for Mo Shu.

Now that Mo Shu has gotten into big trouble, what tricks are you planning to play?"