American Fortune Life

The basement floor, with the elevator door wide open, in a wide space of only two meters and five heights, the ceiling, made up of a bright light box, begins to light up one by one and brighten the entire basement floor with incredible brightness.

Although it felt a little depressing, Andy didn't care about it. He looked at the antiques with rows of two sides covered by a glass column. The captured seal was in the row, illuminated by the light, adding more light and a sense of thickness.

Many more are empty, which requires Andy to fill them up slowly. No more stops, bypassing the middle circular area, which consists of two sets of semi-circular sofas and a desk with three computer monitors on it.

Walked in front of a vault with a metallic gloss about his height, code, iris scan, and heard a click.

Pulling the cabinet door open, Andy walked in, walked right in front of one of the safes, opened the glass door, and took several SD cards out of his pocket, each in a name-identified length.

Ivana, Charles Theron, Adriana Lima, Scarlett Johnson, Monica Belucci, Blacklifery, Lipton Maester, and even Paris Hilton are among the names...

Finally, Andy picked up a pen and wrote Miranda Cole's name on a new name tag, and hung it on a new plaid, placing the three SD cards in the transparent box in the plaid medium size.

“Oh...” Andy laughed with pride in the silent underground floor, "it was spectacular! ”

Andy looked at an SD card in a neat, neat grid, and was still very proud of his photography.

And of course, if anything in here leaks, coughs, it's really a little unimaginable.

This is where he came to the farm for three days, took the time to organize his personal photo collection cabinet, and moved everything from his home safe in Los Angeles here.

The security factor here is undoubtedly the highest, with a safe house built of concrete steel five metres underground in the administrative building of a group of mercenary training bases, plus a variety of insurance systems, Andy doesn't believe anyone can steal anything from this place.

Close the safe door, Andy stood where he was, looked at the empty antique display cabinets, had to frown slightly, Ivana had always advised him to take some Western oil paintings, while Andy preferred to take antiques from the heavens. After all, the Rabbit Congress will come to the antique festival in the next few years, the world of antiques!

On the way back to the farm villa, Andy kept frowning and scratching all the stories he had in mind about overseas and domestic antiques, but he didn't really have much memory of what he had seen before, which was when he saw something new.

“Looks like we'll have to sweep the goods at some auctions, so we'll have to charge a little more for the orderly antiques... ”

Andy rubbed his eyebrows, and he couldn't find anything to let him pick up the information.

Still, I found a piece of information that might be useful, why say it might be, mainly because Andy rarely remembers that there was a connection with Dr. White in Canada, and he doesn't seem to have any connection with antiques, so he needs to go back and look at the information.

“What are you mysterious about these days?” Back home, Lima wrapped her hands around Andy's neck on the couch and sat on his tui, curious to ask.

“Nothing, just tidying up some antiques. By the way, do you really want to go to Amy's Awards tomorrow?” Andy grabbed Lima's exposed slim, firm waist and gently caressed.

“No, I have to get back to New York. Besides, it doesn't mean anything. Just walk the red carpet, take a few pictures. Why, are you bothering me?” Lima's teeth look vicious and YU bites, and some dull lines speak with a clearly threatening tone.

“How can you be annoyed, my Mustang, how can you be tired of riding, enthusiastically running, shuddering, walking... Let's go back to your room and make up for your morning riding time!” Andy stood up directly from the couch and walked upstairs with a lima like an octopus adsorbed on him.

“Giggle, I'm riding... ”

“Okay, let you ride first, as long as you're not tired, keep riding... ”

Pucker-pucker--

The fire in the fireplace soared, roasting the whole bedroom warm, Andy dressed in a nightgown, sitting at a desk next to him, holding a cup of hot coffee and looking at the screen of the laptop in front of him.

“Charlie Horne... ”

A sip of coffee, Andy shook his mouse and continued to look at this page with black and white photos, but he was basically sure it was him.

The Canadian doctor who assisted the rabbit country during the war is a partner of Dr. Bai. Although he is not famous, he is also a doctor who helped the rabbit country greatly. He has no other hobbies and loves the fine porcelain of the rabbit country very much.

In those days, bowls, plates, bottles, honestly, nobody really cared in folk hearts, let alone in the grounds. Because he liked it, he kept a lot of it and left the rabbit country because of his help to the rabbit people, which made it easy for him to pack it up in some loaded iron boxes and bring it back to Canada.

He kept it in a farm warehouse since then. Until after the death of this person, when the latter wanted to sell the farm, the warehouse was cleared to silence these fine porcelain for more than half a century. All of them were auctioned out. There were more than 300 pieces, all authentic from Ming and Qing dynasties, most of which were official kiln boutiques.

Andy squeezed his eyes, mumbled his mouth, squeezed his right hand around his chin, and his brain began to move at a rapid rate. How could he get this piece of porcelain without the other person realizing it?

This Charlie Horne had a stroke in the '90s, and if he found someone to buy the farm himself, his descendants would have to pack their things, and he would surely have found the iron boxes, which turned out to be awkward.

Andy got caught up in a distressed circle of thought and eventually left his mouth open. Why would he have to wrestle with something like this? Nima, just throw it directly at Carl. He'll help himself solve the problem, as long as the porcelain gets his hands on it, he doesn't need to worry about the process.

Think of it here, pick up your phone, walk out of the bedroom, find out Carl's phone dialed over, and say it roughly.

“Jesus, Andy, are you kidding me? How can I listen to a story that's made up, if it's really like you said, it's not hard to buy that farm, and it can't be discovered by his descendants. Just pay a little more, buy all the stuff in it, it's all there. As long as they sign the contract, they don't have to worry about the ownership of those things. The point is, dear Andy, are you sure you're not telling a story that's made up? “

Andy was also hesitant, and he just saw the news, which seemed to be the whole story, and he wasn't sure about the authenticity, much less about what was happening with the porcelain.

Without hearing Andy's answer, Carl was smiling, holding the phone, waving his hands out of his office and saying, "That doctor's name is Charlie Horne, right... Well, forget about it, I'll get someone to figure out what's going on with this guy, and if it's true, I can even make people... Cough, you still don't know good, give it to me, if those things really exist, they haven't been discovered by his descendants yet, I think they will soon belong to you! ”