Chapter 8 Jubaozhai Sixth Floor, Black Market

"Really?"

Zhou Yunqiong frowned after hearing this.

"Do you want me to go and see what's going on and then buy it back?"

Uncle Zuo said. After all, that was what the head of the family had told him to do before. If it was missed, it would definitely be bad.

So it must be bought back. As for who the farm belongs to now, he didn't care. With the strength of Wu Zhou Group, as long as those major forces didn't take action, they would be able to get it easily without any trouble.

"Forget it, we have bought enough. The Starfall Land is too wide, so it doesn't matter if we miss a piece of land."

Zhou Yunqiong stopped and continued: "Besides, very few meteorites that fall from the starry sky to the belt will carry extraterritorial artifacts."

A few months ago, Wu Zhou Group found through special research that a meteor shower that is rare in a thousand years will appear in the near future.

The Zhou family speculated that some of the meteorites might carry extraterritorial artifacts.

So they asked people to calculate the location where the meteorites fell.

And then they bought it directly at a high price.

In fact, the reason why the Zhou family has been buying land all over the world for many years is largely due to this reason.

They thought that there would be divine objects from outside the domain coming to the earth, and they got a few pieces after years of hard work, but that was all, and most of them were in vain.

Zhou Yunqiong's idea was also very simple, and he didn't think that the starfall this time would be any different.

And there was another point, some forces were also secretly competing with the Zhou family. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

The big change is coming.

At this time, it is better to be stable.

"Yes."

Since the lady has spoken, Uncle Zuo will naturally have no objection, and continued: "Then Miss, what shall we do next?"

They came out for a long time, thinking about whether to go back to the hotel.

"Forget it, let's go."

Zhou Yunqiong shook his head, then turned and walked out of the door, obviously not wanting to go back.

There was no intention to explain to those so-called classmates at all.

Even the impact that Lu Yuan had just brought to her was quickly completely ignored.

As I just said.

After all, they are people from two different worlds.

After Lu Yuan drove away from Yunzhong Hotel, he did not return to the villa in the north of the city.

Instead, he chose to go to another place.

However.

On the way, he received a message from Chen Song on his mobile phone.

Chen Song: Classmate Lu, I just called my dad to discuss it. I can sell that thing to you. See when you can come to pick it up.

Lu Yuan: Then let's find time to meet in the next few days.

After replying the message.

Directly transferred the remaining 200,000 to the other party.

Chen Song is an honest person, and so are his family, so there is no need to worry about running away.

And with his current wealth, even if the other party has a little idea, he can find it out in a short time.

Then, Lu Yuan continued to drive and recalled the things he had done recently.

In fact, in addition to the ancient Bodhi tree, including the complete version of "Tao Te Ching" at Christie's, and even Chen Song's family heirloom small tripod, he can find someone to steal them all back, so there is no need to worry and work hard.

But he didn't want to do this, the reason was very simple, that is, not everyone was trustworthy.

The Centipede Organization was capable of doing things, and there was no need to be afraid of leaking secrets.

But if he kept hiring that group of people.

Let alone the price issue, just doing too much would easily attract attention.

Even backfired, after all, those people were licking blood on the tip of a knife, very fierce.

Another point was that Lu Yuan wanted to be secretive enough when doing these things, so that no one would find out.

Just like buying land and donating to Longhu Mountain, he would not find different people, so as not to leave any handles and not to arouse any suspicion.

There were less than two months left before the global mutation, and the time was too tight. If something unexpected happened, it would mean that all the previous efforts would fail.

Therefore, Lu Yuan was more willing to take some trouble, and he had to be cautious.

Thinking like this.

Lu Yuan drove all the way.

Until he came to a road on the outer ring of Shanghai City and parked the car next to a building.

The building is antique, with flying eaves and brackets, full of the style of ancient China. It has five floors. The main body is not reinforced concrete, but wood. There are two stone statues of Pixiu weighing several tons outside the gate, which are vivid.

It is easy to imagine the background of such a building in Shanghai.

After Lu Yuan got off the car, he walked to the gate of the building and looked up at the plaque.

There are three big characters on it: Jubaozhai!

The brushstrokes are vigorous and powerful, with dragons and phoenixes flying.

Without saying much, he walked directly into the gate.

The first floor is spacious and grand, and various chairs and screens are placed inside.

Came to the front desk.

Without saying anything, he said directly: "Hello, I want to go to the sixth floor."

The receptionist at the front desk was wearing a cheongsam, with a beautiful appearance and excellent temperament. After hearing this, she smiled slightly: "Sorry, sir, we don't have a sixth floor in Jubaozhai."

Lu Yuan said nothing more, took out a black and gold card from his pocket and put it on the front desk.

The receptionist took a look and her eyes changed. Her tone was respectful and a little seductive.

"So you are a VIP. Sir, please follow me."

She said.

She came out, bowed slightly, and walked in front with enchanting movements.

Lu Yuan took the black and gold card with admiration in his eyes and followed slowly.

Jubaozhai.

To outsiders, it is just a place for eating and socializing. It is just that the consumption is relatively high. It belongs to a private club.

But in fact, it is not simple. This is actually an underground trading point, which can be simply called a black market.

You can buy all kinds of things that are not allowed to be traded openly.

But first.

You must have a net worth of at least 100 million, and it is in cash.

Secondly, you need to pay more than 1 million in membership fees every year. Yes, it is just membership fees.

So there are very few people who know and are qualified to enter it.

Lu Yuan happened to be one of them.

Soon, under the guidance of the receptionist, they passed through aisles and finally came to an elevator. There was only one floor on it, the sixth floor.

But when the two walked in, the elevator started and went down.

That's right.

The sixth floor is not above, but underground.

Soon after, the elevator door opened, Lu Yuan walked down, and the receptionist stayed inside.

There was a long corridor where he stood, and the lights were dim, but when he walked out, it was a huge place.

It was similar to a bar, but bigger and brighter. Every seat was made of precious wood. If placed outside, each one would be worth at least hundreds of thousands.

This is the sixth floor of Jubaozhai.

But there are not many people, only a dozen or so.

Of course, except for the service staff, everyone who can come here is a billionaire.

"Haha, Mr. Lu, I haven't seen you for a few days. You are in better spirits than before." Suddenly, a middle-aged fat man in a suit and tie came over with a hearty smile on his face. This is the manager of the sixth floor of Jubaozhai, his surname is Lin.

"Manager Lin, there is no need for greetings."

Lu Yuan waved his hand and got straight to the point: "Where is the thing I asked for last time? Did you find it for me?"