Maoyuan's expert heard Qian En say that there was a good inkstone for him to show him, and he happily got into the car and came to the place where he asked him to meet.

This tea room was opened by Zhang Deyi, and he likes to make an appointment with people here on weekdays. Long Ming borrowed it and used it.

"Hello." Long Ming asked the expert to sit down.

"Hello. I heard Qian En say you have an inkstone? Although my main business is not for this appreciation, I am still well-known in the circle."

Long Ming asked Qian En to close the door smoothly. He smiled and said, "Then please give me some appreciation."

Zero took out the inkstone from the box next to him, and the expert took it with both hands, treating it as a treasure.

"Old pit, duck head green...tsk, this kung fu..." said the expert: "This is simply a good antique. It is conservatively estimated to be 300,000 yuan. Good things, good things."

The expert put down this Tao inkstone and asked carefully: "I'll ask you, where did you find it?"

"I'll see if it's valuable if someone mortgaged it to me."

"This is a good thing in the cultural and entertainment circle." The experts' eyes are already inseparable from this inkstone. "Good thing."

"After opening my eyes, I want to ask you a question." Long Mingyi said.

"You said." The expert replied casually, his hands still stroking the inkstone.

"Who gave you fake news?" Long Ming asked: "About Maoyuan Seed Industry."

"Ah?" The expert was stunned when he heard this. "I, this..."

"Don't be nervous, just say it." Long Mingyi said: "But tell the truth. Otherwise..."

Zero took a piece of paper from the side and said, "You deliberately provided false information, but you are going to jail."

"In jail?" The expert shook his head quickly, "They didn't say they were going to jail..."

In desperation, he knew he had let go.

"Just say whoever they are." Long Mingyi said: "Maoyuan's acquaintance or is it Ma Donghuan?"

The expert shook his head, "Isn't Maoyuan's acquaintance? Ma Donghuan? Who is he? Maoyuan's person? Or who?"

Long Ming looked at the expert in front of him and seemed to be not lying.

"Who gave you this set of good ink recently?" Long Ming asked.

"I bought this set!" The expert said excitedly: "For this reason, most of my cabinet collection has been lost. I have added a lot of money."

"Then who are you talking about 'them'?" Long Ming asked.

"The person who took my ink in a large amount?" The expert thought for a while and said, "They were a group of people. They asked me to tell Qian En to say this news, and then they said that Maoyuan had a problem. Then they took the ink in my hand at a 'premium', which was the 'premium'."

"Do you know what his name is? Is there any evidence?"

"There is no evidence. His name seems to be Ma Ke." The expert thought about it and said, "Yes, it's Ma Ke, I thought it was his foreign name. He and this Ma Donghuan..."

Long Ming was thinking about the causes and consequences. What did Ma Ke do in this circle? Pick himself up?

The price of cultural relics can be said to be a bit more. Perhaps it is to avoid the transfer of interests. It avoids the suspicion of "hiring" experts to make a vacation. Even if there is a suspicion, there is no direct evidence to prove that it was Ma Ke's news.

Long Ming said to an expert: "Thank you for your hard work. Stay away from that Ma Ke."

After the expert left, Zero gave Long Ming a look and he followed him out.

Qian En and Long Mingyi sat here and continued to drink tea. Qian En wanted to speak several times, but he didn't dare to disturb Long Mingyi who was thinking.

Long Mingyi secretly felt that Ma Ke was very skillful in playing this trick.

He collected the experts' ink and sold a set of ink he bought from the auction. The experts thought he had made a profit, but in fact the ink that Ma Ke had auctioned must be given to the experts at a high price. The difference in the middle was the money added by the experts, which made up for Ma Ke's premium for buying the expert ink. Ma Ke gave up a fake news without any money, and there was no evidence yet.

Qian En couldn't help it in the end: "Brother Long..."

"It's okay." Long Mingyi said: "Don't worry. They can't do anything to us."

Long Ming thought about whether Ma Ke had thought of the next step. That was to really release the fake news and see if Qian En would involve manipulating the stock price.

When Long Ming saw Ma Ke's resume, he did not seem to have particularly strong financial knowledge.

"Is it Ma Dongming's operation?" Long Ming said to himself. After all, Ma Dongming, who works in asset management, may be more familiar with these contents.

"Is this family a 'horse' nest'?" Long Mingyi sneered: "I even stabbed it."

"Brother Long. I'm causing trouble for you." Qian En said.

"It's not your trouble." Long Mingyi said: "It may be connected now. I'm afraid we can't let anyone go. All we have to do is kill the 'histle'."

Long Ming. He left the tea room and returned home. On the way, Ling and Long Mingyi contacted Long Mingyi. Long Mingyi, who was driving, turned on the Bluetooth headphones on his ears.

"This expert is back home normally." Zero said: "I guess he is scared now. There was a signal on the way to drive just now."

"He didn't even think about going to 'talk' to Ma Ke?"

"Maybe Ma Ke didn't leave him any clues to find." Zero said: "If Ma Ke had a plan, he wouldn't be able to find it."

"We just confirmed our ideas." Long Mingyi said: "Now, we can do our best."

"Call me when I need it."

Long Ming and the inkstone came downstairs of Yang Jiang's house. He just contacted Yang Jiang and asked him to go downstairs now.

Yang Jiang didn't expect Long Ming to come soon and felt a little nervous. "Did you go back on your word? He didn't think this little money would be?"

I heard that it was Yang Jiang's rich classmate who came, so Pan Xiaoqiu even dressed up specially.

"He asked me to go downstairs to get something. What fun are you going to join in?"

"I'm helping you with the storefront, okay?"

"Okay." Yang Jiang believed it was true and hugged his wife and went downstairs to meet Long Mingyi.

Seeing Yang Jiang go downstairs, Long Mingyi didn't get out of the car. He handed over a box from the window to Yang Jiang. "Give it back to you inkstone."

"What does this mean?"

"You can pay back the money then. There is no need for the mortgage." Long Mingyi said: "Check it. I'll write it again. You can sign it."

"Don't have collateral?" Yang Jiang was a little confused. Long Ming was so kind.

"I hope you get through it."

Although Long Mingyi hates Yang Jiang very much, he doesn’t want Yang Jiang to go bankrupt. After all, his classmates have been together for three years, no matter how they quarrel, it’s fate.

"Thank you." Yang Jiang nodded.

Pan Xiaoqiu kept posing next to her and bent down deliberately. Long Ming didn't even look at her.

"I'm leaving." As soon as Long Ming got the IOU, he drove away.

Pan Xiaoqiu felt quite uncomfortable when he watched Long Mingyi's car leave. He thought to himself: When will such a car be driven?

"Let's go." When Yang Jiang hugged his wife again, Pan Xiaoqiu struggled away, and she went upstairs by herself.

When he got home, Ma Ke sent the news about him to Pan Xiaoqiu.

"Miss."

"Little brother."

"Is it time for fitness tomorrow?"

"Yes." Pan Xiaoqiu smiled, "The question is where to go?"

"You know." Ma Ke gave a shy expression.

Yang Jiang is a tall "Wu Da". Coincidentally, his wife's surname is Pan. I just don't know who his "Wu Er" is. Yang Jiang was so happy that she felt relieved.

It is really hard to worry about marrying a beautiful, enthusiastic and generous woman.
Chapter completed!