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In these two consecutive days, Yang Chen and Yang Hao had finalized the relevant matters, and the specific matters that remained were handed over to Yang Hao.

When determining the shares, Yang Hao said that he would only be willing to take 10% of the shares, and had even said that he had already gotten a huge advantage by taking 10%. If Yang Chen's technology was made public, even if it was only 5%, there would be a lot of people coming over frantically to snatch it.

Yang Chen could only agree to it in the end. Furthermore, would Yang Chen treat this fella who was following him unfairly?

Obviously not.

However, this also created a serious problem. Yang Hao had estimated that he would need to invest 5 million in the early stage, and Yang Chen needed to invest 90% of it. But Yang Chen only had tens of thousands of dollars with him, even if James recovered after a while, he would have another two million, but that was still not enough!

"Money!" Money! "Where do you think you're going to get the money?" Yang Chen laid on the sofa, frowning. A single cent was enough to make a hero out of a man, in his previous life, he had followed Xu Guoyi, so he did not need to worry about making money, it all fell to Yang Chen himself now.

"Ding ling ling ~"

"Hello?"

"Yang Chen, are you busy?" Mo Rann's clear voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Oh, Beauty Mo, you missed me? If you miss me, no matter how busy I am, I still have to give you time! " Yang Chen laughed.

Mo Rann snorted on the other side of the phone, "I'm serious now, if there's anything I can help with, I would like to ask for your help, if there's nothing else, then forget it."

Yang Chen smiled slightly. Although he was worried about money right now, he couldn't miss the chance to have a beautiful woman to accompany him. He immediately said, "I just happened to be resting today. Where can I find you?"

"Treasure Pavilion, I'll be waiting for you." Mo Rann said softly.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Rann blushed a little. She patted her hands in embarrassment and said: "I asked you to hand him over, why would you call him?"

Whether it was in terms of gambling jade or medical skills, Yang Chen had already conquered Mo Rann. Furthermore, every time Mo Rann had helped him, Yang Chen had never failed.

After a long time, even Mo Rann herself did not realise, that he already had a sense of reliance on Yang Chen, and in this situation, the first person she thought of was Yang Chen.

When Yang Chen walked into the Treasure Pavilion while humming a song, he saw a somewhat embarrassed and embarrassed Mo Rann.

"Great beauty, what's going on? What about learning from Lin Daiyu? Her willow-shaped eyebrows lightly knitted together. " Yang Chen teased her a little, then sat down across from Mo Rann.

"Screw you! You're the one who called Lin Daiyu! You're the one who called Xi Shi!" Mo Rann's face became even better, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, but she kept it, and glared at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen rubbed his nose, feeling a little helpless. Is there no justice?

"Erm, do you know how to appraise things?" Mo Rann's face turned red again, it was just that she wanted to call Yang Chen as soon as she met with trouble, and this time, she actually called Yang Chen because she did not ask him whether he understood anything or not.

"Appreciation?" Yang Chen was startled: "Appreciate what?"

"A painting." Mo Rann said.

"Painting and calligraphy? "About this, ahem, slightly more understanding." Actually, Yang Chen didn't really understand, but to act so arrogantly in front of a beauty, he definitely could not submit to her!

Looking at Yang Chen's expression, Mo Rann rolled her eyes. How could he not see that Yang Chen was feeling guilty when he was killing in Shang Hai, but luckily he had found an expert to help him with the eye of the palm.

Therefore, Mo Rann glared and said: "Then come with me today to take a look, just take it as a rest." In the latter half of the sentence, Mo Rann's voice became softer and softer.

But Yang Chen heard it clearly, and laughed softly. Seeing Mo Rann's shy look, Yang Chen's mood improved a lot.

"Then when should we set off?" Yang Chen asked.

"Let's go now. Master Liu is already waiting for us." Mo Rann stood up and said.

Yang Chen drove, and the two soon arrived at a teahouse.

"The calligraphy and paintings you mentioned were sold by the boss here? You even bought it from the people? " Yang Chen looked at the ancient tea house in front of him and clicked his tongue in wonder.

Mo Rann rolled her eyes at Yang Chen: "This is not just a teahouse, it is also a private auction, specialized for auctioning antiques and paintings. At that time, you should keep it a little and not let them chase you away."

Yang Chen said indifferently: "Why did he chase me out?"

Mo Rann was speechless as she brought Yang Chen into the teahouse.

"Hello, the two of you." A beautiful woman wearing a qipao greeted him with a smile.

Mo Rann faintly said: "Sky word nine."

"This way, please." Upon hearing this, the female receptionist bent her waist even lower and her attitude became even more respectful as she led the way in front.

As Mo Rann walked forward indifferently, she almost drooled as she watched from the back.

The woman's cheongsam was originally a long one, but when she left, her thighs were almost sticking out. In addition to the cheongsam training, when the woman bent over, the curve of her buttocks was very clear.

"Shameless pervert!" Seeing Yang Chen's performance, Mo Rann unhappily cursed, and could only feel an indescribable pain from her mouth, uncontrollably pulling down a bit.

"Well, that's because it's too hot in here! "Yes, that must be it." Mo Rann thought to himself.

On the contrary, the female receptionist didn't think so. In the end, she glanced at Yang Chen even more teasingly and left a sentence: "I will get off work at 8 PM." He then left gracefully, leaving only the fragrant wind lingering around him.

"Shameless!" Mo Rann looked at the welcoming lady who had left and spoke angrily.

"They only want a better life." Yang Chen shook his head and chuckled. It was enough to just watch, he didn't really think about what would happen with this kind of woman.

"Hmph, I thought this would be an elegant place, I didn't expect this to be so reeking!" Mo Rann obviously did not take Yang Chen's advice seriously.

"Miss Mo." Just as he was fuming, a call sounded from behind him.

"Mr. Liu, you've waited for a long time." When Mo Rann saw this, she immediately transformed into a little girl and said respectfully.

"This old man has come early. However, the tea leaves here are indeed not bad. The sound of silk bamboo is pleasant to the ears, but not boring." The old man laughed.

Yang Chen first sighed with emotion at the woman's ultimate move of changing expressions, then looked at Master Liu.

It was a Tang suit, and one could tell from the fabric that it was not ordinary. It had a white beard, but it was very neat and tidy.

"This is my friend, he came here today to broaden his knowledge, this is Liu Deyong, Old mister Liu, he is a famous senior in the calligraphy world of China." As Yang Chen observed, Mo Rann introduced him to Mr. Liu.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Liu. I've heard a lot about you. I came here today to learn more about you. I hope I didn't trouble you." Although he had never heard of it, Yang Chen still recklessly grabbed Liu Deyong's hand and shook it.

He knew that this was the palm master that Mo Rann had invited, to flatter her so that she would work hard in the future, but he hoped that she was not as unreliable as the palm master he met last time, as long as it was not unreliable.

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