Perhaps because of Xie Wendong's natural hardship, before they could go back to the hotel to rest, Jiang Sen called and told Xie Wendong that the backstage bosses of the two brokers agreed to him. Xie Wendong and the other two had no choice but to say goodbye to He Haoran again and waited for the plane before resting.

The 20 to 30 hours of hard work on the boat trip, Xie Wendong, Ren Changfeng and Yuan Tianzhong were very troubled. Fortunately, the trip was quite rewarding, and at least he understood the meaning of the two sentences in the Warring States silk book and the true identity of Mudu Gong. The book "On the Mysterious Marquis of Five Thousand Years" in his hand was a good clue. From this, you can find clues or find some needed clues.

That day, Xie Wendong kept seeing the book at twelve o'clock, and had more knowledge about Shi Shen.

According to their agreement, the next day's meeting was still at the Empire State Building in Ginza, Japan. Because of the incident with the Kirin Army before, Jiang Sen and Liu Bo made precise arrangements when they met with the mysterious man. Not only did they dispatch more than a dozen elite soldiers to protect Xie Wendong's safety, but they also installed a large number of subordinates in the Empire Hotel. The inside and outside support each other to ensure the safety of Xie Wendong and others.

In addition, Liu Siyuan also sent many elite Japanese troops to guard the periphery of the Empire State Building. Once an accident occurs inside, he can immediately lead people to rush in to serve as fire support.

Originally, Xie Wendong felt that there was no need to mobilize the masses, but the brothers led by Jiang Sen and Liu Bo had a tough position and said that if something happened to Brother Dong, they could not explain to the millions of brothers. Xie Wendong could not resist them, so he could only reluctantly agree.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Xie Wendong and his group appeared at the Empire State Building on time according to the agreed time. The two brokers were waiting for the front door of the Empire State Building early, waiting for Xie Wendong's arrival. When they saw dozens of bodyguards in black suits, trousers and black sunglasses followed by Xie Wendong, they couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that it was such a big situation. Until now, they still don't know Xie Wendong's identity. However, they can take out 30 billion yen at once, and the origin should be quite large.

"Please, our boss has been waiting in there for a long time?" The broker named Chu smiled and said politely. Xie Wendong didn't say anything, but Ren Changfeng was a little unhappy: "What a big air. I know that our elder brother is here, but he doesn't come out to greet him in person."

The two brokers muttered in their hearts: "I've never seen the world. If you know who our boss is, you won't make such rude requests." Although I thought so in my heart, I can't say that. The broker's smile remained unchanged and apologized to Xie Wendong and others: "I'm sorry, our boss is older and his legs are not very convenient. Our boss said that if there is any inconsideration, please forgive me."

It is said that people who are not slapping smiles, and the other party speaks a distinguished guest at once, and his attitude is so respectful. Even someone who is so picky as Ren Changfeng has nothing to say. Xie Wendong sets off and says: "Lead ahead."

"Yes, please invite the guests, please invite the guests."

Led by the two brokers, Xie Wendong and his group came to the 12th floor cafe. In the cafe, they met the mysterious behind-the-scenes boss. This man was well maintained and radiant. He looked about forty or fifty years old, but in fact he was far more than that. His right hand kept squid with a single-seeded piece of Hotan seed material. He sat upright and was noble, and looked like an old scholar and a rich prince.

When Xie Wendong saw this person, his eyes lit up: "Isn't this the one who bid for the auction with Big Gold Tooth that day?"

Seeing Xie Wendong coming, the man politely pointed at him: "Please sit down." Xie Wendong stood there without moving and asked: "Are you the boss behind them?"

Before the man could speak, the broker next to him said loudly: "This is Mr. Aisin Gioro Qitian. He is a descendant of the royal family of the Qing Dynasty. He is the ninth generation grandson of Emperor Yongzheng. His great-grandfather Pu Liang was a Jinshi in Gengchen in the sixth year of Guangxu (1880), and his grandfather Yulong was a Jinshi in the 20th year of Guangxu (1894), and his father Heng was granted the title of General Fengen."

"Wow, good guy, this is really a 'prince'." The brothers around him couldn't help but be surprised. However, Xie Wendong was not as surprised as his brothers. The Qing government had been destroyed for hundreds of years. Not to mention that your ancestors were Yongzheng, but your father was Yongzheng, so what if it was.

"This is Mr. Xie." Jiang Sen introduced.

The man seemed to feel that the young man in front of him did not take the name Aisin Gioro seriously. He sighed, as if he was blaming the talkative subordinate: "It would be better not to mention that humiliating history. I have been living in Japan for many years now, and the name I use outside is Wang Shengjie."

Speaking of Wang Shengjie's status in the Japanese collection industry, it is really a Taishan Beidou. Because it came out early, the demise of the Qing Dynasty did not have much impact on their family. Many priceless things have been preserved and have been passed down to this day. It is said that their family has a treasure house, and the things inside are not even comparable to the Forbidden City and the Forbidden City in Taipei. This person generally does not take action easily, and those who take action are real treasures.

Many collectors at the auction that day also heard that he would come to the scene, so they followed the trend.

"Oh, Mr. Wang. When Mr. Wang sees me something, please tell me." As he said that, he lifted his pants and sat down without hesitation.

Wang Shengjie played with the piece in his hand and said with a smile: "It's really the younger generation pushing the older generation. The young people are amazing nowadays." Xie Wendong couldn't hear any praise from this sentence, but he felt a little ironic.

"Haha, there are talented people in the country, and I am just the most mediocre among the younger generation." Xie Wendong said in a row.

He also felt the sharpness of Xie Wendong's words, and Wang Shengjie's face changed slightly. However, he was knowledgeable and cunning after all. Soon, he returned to normal and shook his head and smiled: "Mr. Xie is modest, and he can take hundreds of millions of measures at one move. This is not the most mediocre person among ordinary people."

Xie Wendong smiled and said, "If we continue to discuss these boring topics, we may not be able to talk about the topic tomorrow. My time is very precious, so Mr. Wang can say whatever you have."

Wang Shengjie looked straight at him for a while and suddenly laughed up: "I like your personality, just like when I was young, I am not afraid of heaven or earth. Well, your time is very precious, and my time is equally precious. Let me put it this way, I am willing to pay 30 billion yen to buy the Warring States silk book in Mr. Xie's hand."

Xie Wendong: "Mr. Wang knows how much money I spent to take the thing?"

Wang Shengjie: "Three hundred billion yen."

Xie Wendong: "I said my time is precious."

Wang Shengjie: "You said it."

Xie Wendong: "I spent several days on this thing, but did I get 30 billion?"

Wang Shengjie was stunned for a moment before continuing: "I could take out 30 billion at the auction. But why didn't I take action? It's because this thing is not worth the price at all. Not to mention 30 billion, I think it's too much even 20 billion."

Xie Wendong's face was smiling, but his eyes were frighteningly cold, and the flashing cold light stabbed Wang Shengjie's face like a knife. He sneered: "Since that's the case, why did you invite me here?"

Wang Shengjie was stared at by a junior who was several decades younger than him, and his heart felt shivered. He didn't understand why he had such a reaction, but he just felt that this person's eyes were so bright that they seemed to be able to shine.

He raised his head and drank the coffee in the cup in one sip to hide his ugly face. After a few seconds, he finally recovered his face and continued: "Because things are all waste paper in other people's hands. I don't have to pay such a high price for something that no one else needs."

This is a common method in the business world. First, depreciate the thing to be worthless, so that you have the opportunity to acquire it at a low price.

Xie Wendong had so many financial experts around Yu Chao, Li Xiaoyun, Hu Wenjing, etc., but this trick could not deceive him. He shrugged and acted indifferently: "Three hundred billion is a drop in the bucket for me. If that Warring States silk book is useless to me, I would be happy that it might burn it as firewood."

Three hundred billion yen, when Chai was burned, the two brokers were shocked and thought to themselves that this man was in a big tone. At first, Wang Shengjie also thought Xie Wendong was bragging. However, when he saw Xie Wendong's expression and the reaction of his followers, he could already be sure that this was true. Treating 30 billion yen as Chai Young Master, there are really everyone in this world.

Seeing that Wang Shengjie was calming down and thinking, Xie Wendong continued: "What's more, this thing is probably more than you can use. As far as I know, the Japanese Shenzong family is very interested in this thing."

Hearing the four words "Shen Clan Family", Wang Shengjie's face was dark and clear. Although he could not hide himself, he could not help.

Seeing his reaction, Xie Wendong felt a rough idea. Wang Shengjie should be familiar with the Shenzong family, and there is a festival between the two.

Xie Wendong continued, "In addition, this thing is not useless to me. At least I know Shi Shen, the meteorite that Shi Shen presented to the King of Wei, he found something from the meteorite, and you know that you still have a Warring States silk book in your hand." His voice became more and more sharp, just like a lone wolf roaring towards the wilderness in the bloody dusk, holding the table and shouting.

Under such continuous inquiries, people will lose some basic judgment. Since Wang Shengjie has to blurt out: "How do you know that I have a Warring States silk book in my hand?"

"Haha." Xie Wendong looked up at the brothers beside him, like a child who stole grandpa's osmanthus candy: "I didn't know before, but now I only know." Although this simple trick was simple, Xie Wendong had tried it many times.

Seeing that the "prince" who had always been calm, he was forced to go desperately by a young man. The two brokers around Wang Shengjie looked at Xie Wendong in disbelief, thinking that who this young man was, was so terrible. His cunning, scheming and poisonous methods were simply not as good as those of 372 90-year-old men tied together.

Wang Shengjie: "What a powerful young man. But there is one thing I said right. I am the only one in the world today who can unravel the secrets of this Warring States silk book?"

Xie Wendong didn't say anything and listened patiently.

Wang Shengjie smiled and said, "Because this thing was originally found by me asking the ghost troops of Yamaguchi's group to find it."

Hearing this, even Xie Wendong, who had always been calm, became a little uneasy. He said in surprise: "Are you the client?"

Wang Shengjie nodded: "That's right."

Xie Wendong: "This is very strange. You can go directly to the ghost troops and buy things back. But you didn't do that, and you even went to the auction to bid. Doesn't this seem a bit redundant?"

Wang Shengjie smiled bitterly, without comment, and asked back: "Young man, do you think I can trust you?"

Xie Wendong: "It is not easy to trust someone completely, but you can try it."

Now that things have come to this point, there is no need to hide it anymore. He deliberately looked at the person behind Xie Wendong and signaled him to take his back. Xie Wendong also looked at the brothers around him and said with great confidence: "They are my brothers. If you can believe me, you can believe him."

Wang Shengjie took a sip of coffee to refresh himself, and then made up his mind: "I tell you all this, I want to cooperate with you."

Xie Wendong took out the Warring States silk book from the box and simply said, "I came with sincerity."

When he saw the Warring States silk book with his own eyes, Wang Shengjie and the two brokers beside him immediately lit up. Since the Warring States silk book was taken out, the three of them had never left it. Xie Wendong asked them to look away for a while, and put the silk book in with a click: "My sincerity, Mr. Wang has seen it, where is your sincerity?"

Wang Shengjie lowered his body and took out a small box from his feet. The small box was opened, and another Warring States silk book was exposed. In this way, a mystery was completely solved.

When Shi Shen was writing this Sui Ji, he was not a sudden death, nor a fire at home, a mess of smoke from the ancestral grave. Sui Ji was torn into two halves by himself (or later generations). From the Fenghua degree at the break of the sheepskin roll, it can be judged that the two sheepskin rolls were separated for at least a thousand years. Unexpectedly, the two originally integrated things would meet each other after a thousand years.

Since it was cooperation, of course, the cause and effect of the matter must be clearly described. Wang Shengjie calmed down and said slowly: "In 1593, when Nurhaci, the 25-year-old ancestor of Aisin Gioro, led more than 30 troops to attack Nikanwailan in Kurumun City, he accidentally obtained a volume of silk book from the Warring States Period.

Because the Jin Dynasty was old, the Jurchen text could not be used. At this time, the Jurchen text was without writing. When something had to be recorded, it was very inconvenient to use Chinese or Mongolian texts. The sinologists or magistrates of the Later Jin Dynasty could not decipher such long-lost texts, so this thing was temporarily put on hold. Time flies, and six years have passed
Chapter completed!