flstandardbreds Chapter 184 Choosing a gift
Chapter 184 Choosing a gift
Shanghai, French Concession.
Minagawa Shohei parked the car in front of the garden house on Xilin South Road, got out quickly, opened the back door and said with a smile on his face: "Sir, we're here."
Chen Yang got out of the car and looked at the beautiful garden house in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.
This garden house was originally the house of Guo Baokun, a salt merchant from Yangzhou, Jiangsu Province, and covers an area of three acres.
During the Republic of China period, civil wars broke out frequently and Guo Baokun's business also plummeted. In the end, he had to sell his house and ran back to his hometown in disgrace.
A house witnessed the ups and downs of a wealthy businessman's life. It's really sad to talk about it.
However, the current house is completely different from the shabby one before.
What appears before your eyes is an exquisitely decorated garden house, standing quietly in a green garden.
The exterior walls of the bungalow are painted in soft tones, blending in perfectly with the surrounding environment.
The red tiles on the roof are particularly eye-catching in the sun.
Pushing open the brand new iron door in front of him, Chen Yang walked quietly inside.
The house is surrounded by well-manicured lawns and colorful flowers that bloom beautifully under the sunlight.
A path leads through the garden to the front door of the house, lined with a variety of plants, lush and green.
After crossing the garden, Chen Yang came to the front of the villa, pushed open the door, and slowly walked in.
The villa has three and a half floors in total. The ground floor has a height of nearly 5.3 meters. It is equipped with a living room, dining bar, and wine cabinet.
The living room has huge floor-to-ceiling windows offering views of the garden.
The interior decoration is simple yet elegant, with art paintings hanging on the walls and soft sofas and carpets making people feel at home.
Every room in the house is filled with sunlight, giving people a warm and cozy feeling of comfort.
"Honey, are you satisfied?" A clear voice was heard at the stairs on the second floor of the villa.
Without looking up, Chen Yang knew it was Haley's voice.
"Satisfied, very satisfied." Chen Yang sighed: "Haili, being a reporter is really unfair to you."
"You should become an interior designer. With your design skills and ideas, there will definitely be many people who like the houses you design."
"Haha. Honey, you have such a sweet mouth,"
"Is it sweet? Come, let your husband kiss you and you will know what sweetness is."
"Oh, don't pull."
The two played around for a while, and Hailey fixed her makeup in the makeup mirror and said angrily: "It's all your fault. You ruined my makeup again."
"By the way, everything in the house is almost ready, you can go buy some decorations, antique calligraphy and paintings, etc."
"You are an expert in those things, but I don't really understand them."
"I have to go to work, otherwise that old stubborn Bob will start nagging me again." Haley said, kissing Chen Yang lightly on the cheek and skipping out.
It is hard to associate her with the image of a war correspondent who has experienced gunfire and rain of bullets, given her such an innocent look.
Perhaps, only in front of the people closest to her will Hailey show her little girl side...
After looking up and down for a while, Chen Yang walked out of the villa and returned to the gate.
"Let's go to Xiaotong Bridge." After giving an order to Kaigawa Shohei, Chen Yang sat in the back seat of the car and slowly closed his eyes.
Xiaotong Bridge, in front of an inconspicuous attic.
Ah Fu pointed at the attic and said with a big smile, "Boss, this is the Fang family's cargo hold."
Knowing that Chen Yang was here to pick out some collectibles and calligraphy and paintings for his house, Ah Fu immediately put down his work and took him to the warehouse of the Fang brothers.
On the surface, Cangbaoxuan is an antique shop that sells antiques, calligraphy and paintings, but Ah Fu knows very well how many real things are inside.
The real good stuff is all kept in the warehouse of the Fang brothers.
"Knock, knock, knock." The knock on the door, one short and two long, was the code word between them.
There was a knock on the door, and a voice came from inside: "Who is it?"
Ah Fu said in a deep voice: "I am here to burn incense."
Click, click.
There was a noisy sound of machinery turning, and the door opened a crack, revealing a man in a jacket and a flat head.
"Hey. Mr. Fu, how come you have time to come over and visit?" The man seemed to be quite familiar with Ah Fu.
"Stop talking nonsense, open the door, we have a distinguished guest." Ah Fu said impatiently.
"Dear guest," the man immediately understood that this was a chance to catch fish.
Mr. Fu brought it here personally, it looks like the portion of this water fish is quite large.
After opening the door, the man looked at Chen Yang for a few seconds. Hmm, isn't he just a pretty boy?
He is dressed very imposingly, could he be some rich young man?
"Master, Master Fu, this way please..."
The man led the way and took the two of them into the attic.
Chen Yang took a quick glance at the system page and was a little surprised that there were actually more than 20 or 30 people hiding here.
The few people in front of him were quite extraordinary. Each of them had a pistol on his waist, and they were all German products.
There are several bulges vaguely visible on the second floor of the attic. No need to guess, there must be machine guns behind them.
The Fang brothers were cautious. With regard to security, even if it was a small team of the military police, they would have to leave behind a few bodies before leaving.
"Where is the boss? Is he not here?" Ah Fu led Chen Yang to the lobby and asked the man.
"The first and second in command went to collect the goods."
"Look at the time, he should be back."
"Send someone to urge them, saying that a distinguished guest has arrived and ask them to come quickly."
The man was obviously stunned. What kind of person is this? It’s not enough to have Mr. Fu accompany him, he has to call back the boss and the second in command.
"Why are you standing there like a piece of wood? Go away quickly." Ah Fu's tone sounded quite domineering.
The man came to his senses, bowed quickly and ran out.
"Boss, let me take you into the warehouse first." Ah Fu led the way and took Chen Yang to the backyard.
Arriving in front of an inconspicuous room, Ah Fu gently knocked on the lock ring on the door.
The people inside heard the sound and quickly opened the door.
"Oh, it's Mr. Fu," the man inside also knew Ah Fu, and immediately opened the door and let the two in.
Entering the wing room, Chen Yang felt a little surprised. There were no antiques around here. It was just a simple wing room.
There were three men guarding inside. There was a table in the middle and bookshelves around it, with only piles of books on them.
"Old Chaitou, open the door. I'm going to take our distinguished guest to pick out some things."
"Okay, Mr. Fu." Lao Chaitou was the man's nickname.
He stood next to the bookshelf against the left wall, took out one of the books, and then pressed the button behind the book.
"Creaky, creaky." A mechanical sound was heard, and the bookshelf moved to the left, revealing a long corridor behind it.
Ah Fu said, "Boss, please follow me."
As he spoke, Ah Fu walked quickly into the corridor.