Chapter 217 Autobiography of Stock God

Chapter 217 Autobiography of Stock God

Li Qiao ignored Duan Yixuan's dazed expression, casually let go of her, turned and walked towards her Mercedes-Benz.

Duan Yixuan stabilized his figure, stood by the wall of the studio with dazed eyes, thinking in fear, where would she get one million for Li Qiao?

Even if her family's family background is good, it's not to the point of squandering.

At this time, Li Qiao sat in the cab, and when starting the engine, she lowered the car window and glanced at Duan Yixuan with her arms on the window, "Cousin, this is the last time."

Usually, she didn't pay much attention to Duan Yixuan, because her little tricks for favor were harmless.

But this time, she tried to use netizens to put pressure on the Nanyang Police Station, which affected her godfather, and Li Qiao had to punish her a little.

Duan Yixuan stood there in a daze, his heart full of a million dollars, he didn't hear what Li Qiao said at all.

She regretted it immensely, but it was too late.

...

After leaving the celebrity studio, Li Qiao did not go back to the laboratory, but came to the Yashuyuan apartment alone.

As the sun set and dusk fell, she sat in front of the window full of sunlight, her fingers gently tapping her knees.

After a while, the phone rang, Li Qiao lowered her eyes, and answered the phone at a leisurely pace, "How is it?"

A calm and respectful middle-aged male voice came from the receiver, "Miss, I have checked the list of recent auctions, and there is no suitable ancient ink and rice paper for the time being. Most of them are imitations, and there is not much room for value-added."

Hearing this, Li Qiao frowned slightly, she could only temporarily put aside the idea of ​​finding high-quality ancient ink and rice paper for her grandfather, and asked casually, "What about the other auction items?"

The other party pondered for a few seconds before saying: "Most of the recent auctions are art jewelry, and the lady may not be interested. But... there is a book "The Autobiography of the Stock God" that has received a lot of attention, which is a bit strange."

Autobiography of stock god?

Li Qiao became inexplicably interested when she heard the word stock god, she narrowed her eyes, "How do you say it?"

"That's right, miss. About a few months ago, this "Autobiography of the Stock God" began to be circulated in various auction venues.

It's odd because it passed in three different auctions, supposedly because the starting bid was too high.

You also know that unsold lots will either be re-evaluated or have their reserve price lowered as appropriate.

However, this autobiography actually entered Venus's top list after the auction failed, and the price rose instead of falling.

Now many people are asking who the sender of the autobiography is. "

After listening to the other party's explanation, Li Qiao's eyes flickered with amusement.

As Venus is the top ten top auctions, it must be hard to find items that can be included in it.

It is indeed strange that an autobiography that has not been sold three times in the market has been included in the list by Venus.

Li Qiao lowered her eyes thoughtfully, thought for a while, and asked, "Is there any auction introduction for that autobiography?"

"Yes, just four words, Autobiography of the Stock God..." The middle-aged man replied with a smile.

Li Qiao's gaze paused, "It's gone?"

The man was afraid that Li Qiao would not believe it, so he solemnly explained: "Miss, there is indeed nothing, the autobiography, date, biography, origin, source...these proper introductions are all blank.

It is actually normal to fail the auction three times. The bidders at this auction are all good people. Who do you think would pay a high price for an autobiography with unknown origins? "

Li Qiao looked at the last ray of sunlight in the sky, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth, full of interest, "When will the autobiography be shot on Venus?"

Immediately, there was the sound of pages turning in the receiver, and a few seconds later, the other party replied: "Next Friday, there will be an auction of Renaissance art in the Venus Hall, and "The Autobiography of the Stock God" will also be officially auctioned on that day."

"Well, give me an invitation letter." Li Qiao said quietly and hung up the phone.

She was a little curious.

The autobiography of the stock god, I don't know if it has anything to do with the female stock god that Charles talked about.

Li Qiao sat in meditation for a few more minutes, then left the apartment and went to Nanyang Police Station.

...

In the director's office, Fei Zhihong was still working overtime.

When Li Qiao entered the door, he smiled and closed the file in his hand, "Qiao Qiao, it's you who are quick to do things."

Compared with the sense of urgency on the phone before, Fei Zhihong at this time looked like an old god, with Erlang's legs crossed, and his posture was very comfortable.

Li Qiao went to the sofa and took a seat, propping her forehead with one hand, "Sorry godfather, I have caused you trouble."

Fei Zhihong got up with a smile and took a glass of warm water. Xu Bu came to her and pouted nonchalantly, "You're offended by your godfather. It's not a big deal. Now the news on the Internet has been removed, as long as you avoid it." If things escalate, then it’s no big deal.”

He said it easily, but Li Qiao knew it was not that easy.

She took the glass of water to thank, and looked at Fei Zhihong who was sitting next to him, "Then what is the godfather going to do? Although the video was withdrawn, it is related to the reputation of the Nanyang Police Department. If you do nothing, it will inevitably make people feel alarmed." The Department is suspected of covering up."

Li Qiao's analysis hit the nail on the head, Fei Zhihong smiled slightly, frowned and said: "You are right, in fact, I discussed this matter with the special case team just now, and this matter must be explained to the public.

So I considered sending a police report first, disclosing some details, so that people can't criticize the police station, then I, the chief, would be too remiss. "

Hearing this, Li Qiao took a sip of water, looked coldly at the opposite wall, said silently, "In the copy of the police report, it's best for godfather to ask someone to add a warning."

Fei Zhihong was puzzled: "What warning?"

"Thank you for the supervision of the netizens who reported it, but the police station has a strict process for handling serious and important cases. The Internet is not a place to settle cases. Please remain rational and don't listen to or believe in others and incite public emotions."

Li Qiao read out a passage with a crisp voice, and Fei Zhihong's eyes became even more puzzled, "Why add this sentence? Will writing it make people feel that the police station is evading responsibility?"

"No." Li Qiao said indifferently, pinching the paper cup with her fingers a little harder, "She posted a video to incite netizens to come forward, if the police station never mentioned it, it would make people feel that they were forced to call the police.

Only by adding this sentence will the public understand that this case belongs to the category of serious and important cases and cannot be made public casually. "

Hearing this, Fei Zhihong suddenly realized, squinted his eyes and patted his thigh, and urged Li Qiao: "Send this sentence to Godfather on WeChat, and tonight I will have someone make a copy of the police report overnight."

Li Qiao responded, took out her phone and typed out the sentence completely.

Just after pressing the send button, Fei Zhihong, who was still a little excited, blinked his eyes thoughtfully, and gradually calmed down, "Qiaoqiao, if you post this sentence, will it cause widespread concern among netizens?" Attack the whistleblower?"

Inciting netizens to target public security agencies, the police department had to announce the details of serious and important cases.

Netizens are all sharp-eyed, and as long as they have a little brain, they can figure out the stakes.