My wife is the queen

  The Qingyang County gang organization led by Ge Cheng has been destroyed a few days ago, but due to the involvement of too many local officials in the black forces, the case needs further investigation and cannot be concluded within three to five days. Therefore, Lin Ling will still have to stay in Qingyang County for some time to come.

  Qin Yan's injury has recovered more than half, and he left Pingjiang for over a week. Last night, Jiang Xiaoxing called to say that the commercial shoot for Green Day will start in three days, and he should be back by then.

  Before leaving, shouldn't you see Lin Ling one more time?

  A fiery red convertible Porsche 911, like a rainbow shadow darting across the road, with a bouquet of fiery red roses on the passenger seat.

  Red rose.

  The most common and cheapest flower in the florist, Qin Yan chose it without hesitation, just because it was the most similar to Lin Ling.

  That bright fire red is just like her boldness, aren't those thorns on the flower branch a reflection of her aloof personality?

  She is a fiery rose with thorns!

  If accidentally touched, it will certainly be stung painfully, but once this rose meets the man of her dreams, she will not hesitate to put down all the thorns on her body and become the most beautiful angel in the world - using not strong power, fighting to protect the loved one.

  Huh?

  As they approached the county public security bureau, Qin Yan suddenly frowned and slammed on the brakes as they sped through a small alley.

  The street is not very big and looks a bit old. There are many shops on both sides of the street, mainly selling ornamental potted pets and jade antiques.

  Just now, relying on Wudao's extremely keen sense of smell, Qin Yan smelled a faint and delicate fragrance.

  That's not the scent of flowers, nor is it any perfume.

  Not far away, a small stall was set up by the roadside, and the fragrance came from there.

  It's a bit of an exaggeration to call it a stall, actually it's just a half-meter square piece of velvet cloth with something black and shiny placed on top.

  An old man who looked to be in his sixties, with white hair and dressed quite neatly, was the stall owner. The goods he sold were limited to just one item.

  The small stall was surrounded by a crowd of people, and as usual, people have the habit of watching excitement, how can they miss such excitement?

  "This can't be a scammer, right? There are many like this nowadays."

  "Someone actually intends to buy it."

  "Obviously! One look and you can tell it's an old man's trick, this kind of thing has happened many times before."

  The onlookers were abuzz with discussion, in front of a small stall stood two people, a middle-aged fat man and an old man over fifty years old, both red-faced and thick-necked as they competed to outbid each other.

  Because of the hot weather, Fatso was wiping sweat with a handkerchief while gritting his teeth and shouting: "I'll add 300,000! See if you dare to add more!"

  The old man who was bidding looked stunned and hummed in discontent, seemingly wanting to give up.

  "Old man, he gave up, so sell this agarwood to me? I'll give you 30,000, how about it!" The fatty suddenly became spirited.

  "That's your business."

  The old man selling at the stall gave a cold smile, looking quite stubborn. He pointed to the black thing in front of him and snorted: "300,000? You think I don't know what's going on? This is top-grade inkstone, almost extinct in the market. You want to buy it for 300,000? Dream on!"

  Actually, the onlookers didn't know that the real insider wasn't the old man running the stall, but rather the old man who was bidding, he was found by Fatty.

  Two people intentionally bid against each other, actually bullying the old street vendor who doesn't understand the situation, wanting to buy things with 30,000 yuan.

  If they really met someone who didn't understand the trade, seeing two people's faces red and necks thick calling prices, the value soared all the way, and finally one of them couldn't hold on and gave up. Selling things for 30,000 yuan still thought he was taking advantage of himself. Unfortunately, the fat man miscalculated, and the old man who set up the stall obviously knew what his thing was worth, and no matter how hard the two people sang in unison, he was unmoved.

  "Old man, if you can sell this thing for 30,000 yuan, that's already good enough. Aren't you in a hurry to use the money?"

  The fat man's small eyes rolled around, and he suddenly became interested, humming: "Or you can ask, is there anyone else in the room willing to spend 30,000 yuan to buy this broken thing?"

  The old man knew his stuff was valuable, but it would take time to sell. Generally, people who didn't know the goods were afraid of being cheated and wouldn't buy.

  He took advantage of this point, he is now in a hurry to use money, where has the time to slowly find buyers?

  "One hundred thousand."

  The old man thought for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying, "I'm in urgent need of money, take the 100,000 yuan, I'd rather not sell if it's one cent less!"

  He heard that the fat man pretended to hesitate, but in fact he was already delighted. On the surface, however, he stammered: "This... what you want is too high, right?"

  "One hundred thousand, I'll take it."

  A faint voice came from outside the crowd, and everyone's eyes focused on it, and they all unconsciously made way for a path.

  Qin Yan walked to the front of the stall with a smile, squatted down and picked up the black thing, nodded and said: "Top-grade sunken water, hehe... Old man, 100,000 yuan is a loss."

  When he said that, the old man suddenly came to life, as if a thousand-mile horse had met its Bo Le, who wouldn't want their things to be appreciated?

  "Who says it isn't? Nowadays, you can hardly see any top-grade sunken water on the market. If my old partner hadn't fallen ill and been hospitalized, I wouldn't have sold it." When he mentioned his old partner, the old man's eyes were filled with infinite deep affection, a kind of emotional intimacy that Qin Yan could see at a glance.

  "Then I'll go get the money for you now." Qin Yan nodded and said.

  "Wait!"

  The fat man suddenly became anxious, he was the first to come and had already agreed on a price, how could he let someone snatch it away: "I saw this first, you go stand aside! Old man, 100,000 yuan is it? I'll take out the money for you right now!"

  Qin Yan had long known that Pangzi was originally singing a duet and also knew that once he wanted to buy, he would definitely not let go easily.

  "Have you paid?" Qin Yan asked with a smile.

  "Nothing... but you didn't give any either, and I was here first!" Fatso said angrily.

  "Two hundred thousand."

  "You..."

  Fat boy almost suffocated, pointing at Qin Yan's finger trembling with fear. This guy actually raised the price to 200,000 yuan all at once, and he was obviously going to have a real bidding war.

  He also noticed the supercar not far away, and people who can drive such a car are probably least lacking in money.

  But...

  This thing will definitely increase in value by several times as soon as it changes hands. As long as it's within your acceptable range, you can't let go of it no matter what!

  "210,000!" The fatty gritted his teeth.

  "Four hundred thousand." Qin Yan said lightly.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  As soon as he saw the other party, the price was doubled again. The fat man couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you a rich and powerful person? Is there anyone like you?"

  Having money is indeed impressive, without it you don't even dare to bid, right?

  Qin Yan shrugged and changed the subject: "But what I want to say is, you used this old man's family emergency as a bargaining chip and pressed the price down so low. Don't you think that's too shameless? This is top-grade Qīn Nán Chén Shuǐ, on the market it can sell for at least 5,000 yuan per gram, and at an auction it can even reach tens of thousands. A piece this big is at least a hundred grams, how dare you offer 30,000 yuan? I've never seen anyone as shameless as you!"

  The chubby guy with a face as pale as pig liver spoke up, pulling out a bank card and waving it around: "I was thinking of buying at 10,000 yuan per kilogram, so I've prepared 1 million to bid against you."

  10,000 yuan per gram!

  "This... this black thing is gold? Even if it's gold, the price shouldn't be so exaggerated, right?"

  The crowd surrounding them was in an uproar, although many people still had doubts and even believed that Qin Yan was also there to put on a show. However, as the situation developed to this point, most people chose to believe. Generally, those who deceive people out of money by singing duets would sell so-called priceless items cheaply, but at this moment, that piece of agarwood had been hyped up to tens of millions in value. Even if others believed it, how many people could take out such a large sum of money?

  The fat man's face turned ashen, he was very clear that he had hit a brick wall, if he had known earlier, he wouldn't have wasted his time finding someone to sing a duet with him, and directly buying it would have allowed him to wait for this bastard to appear.

  "You're cruel!" Fatso gritted his teeth.

  "You're not thinking of revenge against me, are you?" Qin Yan asked with a smile.

  "You..."

  Fatso would have loved to rush up and bite him, but this idea was just an idea, he didn't dare put it into action: someone who could drive a nearly two million yuan sports car was definitely not someone he could mess with.

  "Old man, I couldn't give you 10,000 yuan per gram. After all, only at auction houses can you buy such sky-high prices. In fact, the value of top-grade agarwood is around 7,000 yuan per gram. I just weighed it, and this piece of agarwood weighs about 100 grams. How about I give it to you for 7 million?"

  "This...this is too much!"

  The old man was visibly excited. He knew exactly how much his treasure was worth, and it wasn't often that one kilogram could be exchanged for 10,000 yuan. How could he not be anxious to use the money now?

  Qin Yan had offered 400,000 yuan and was already very satisfied, but unexpectedly the other party voluntarily increased the price to 700,000 yuan, far exceeding his expectations.

  "I can't take so much, one is one and two is two. If it weren't for you stepping in, I would have only been able to buy that despicable fat guy out for 100,000 yuan."

  The old man was very stubborn and shook his head firmly: "400,000, I can only accept 400,000 from you, not a single penny more, that's the principle!"

  110,000 yuan per kilogram is an inflated price, Qin Yan's offer of 7,000 yuan per kilogram is a real price, the old man only wants 4 million, which means letting Qin Yan take advantage of 3 million.

  Of course, Qin Yan is not the kind of person who doesn't like to take advantage of others. The key is to look at the person, an old man nearing seventy years old, raising money for his seriously ill partner, this kind of advantage he absolutely wouldn't take. But he can also see that the old man has a very stubborn personality, even if Qin Yan wanted to give him 700,000 yuan, he still wouldn't accept it.

  "Grandpa, how about this?"

  Qin Yan thought for a moment and said: "I'll give you 400,000 yuan, take me to see what's wrong with your wife, maybe I can help."

  The old man looked at him with a puzzled expression, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly his face lit up. He took the agarwood and stuffed it into his hand: "Young fellow, this shows you understand medicine, take this first!"

  "Alright! I'll transfer the money to you right away. Leave me your phone number and I'll call you later to help Auntie."

  It wasn't until the old man and the young boy turned around and left that the crowd finally believed it, this was not a staged performance, that thing was indeed a treasure worth a whole city...