Getting the best from Tarkov

Chapter 222 Rumors in the Antique Circle

If he fell hard, he would suffer a concussion at best and die on the spot at worst.

Everyone who saw this scene was terrified. The elderly Mr. Xu wanted to step forward and grab Tang Shilong, but he was still standing by the car because he had to greet Liao Fan and others.

Tang Shilong had just walked down a few steps and still had some distance to go.

However, although Xu Bo was too late, Liao Fan was much faster than him.

Just before Tang Shilong stepped on empty air, Liao Fan vaguely felt that something was wrong and subconsciously took a step forward.

It was this step that enabled him to grab Tang Shilong's collar in less than a second when Tang Shilong fell.

Seeing Tang Shilong fall hard on his butt but not hit his head because Liao Fan grabbed his collar, the people around him breathed a sigh of relief.

But before Tang Shilong, who was grimacing after falling down, could say thank you, there was a loud "swish" sound, and Tang Shilong's home clothes were torn to pieces by Liao Fan at the collar.

But when the people around him looked at Tang Shilong who fell for the second time, they seemed to see a faint yellow reflection in his home clothes.

The people around him didn't see it clearly, but Liao Fan saw it clearly.

Pulling Tang Shilong up, Liao Fan took the opportunity to tease him in his ear: "SpongeBob's vest? Where did you buy it? It's fine!"

Tang Shilong felt a little embarrassed for a moment when Liao Fan saw through his little secret. His face turned red. He was about to reach out to cover Liao Fan's mouth, but he was dodged by him.

Liao Fan would never miss the opportunity to tease Tang Shilong. As if he didn't notice his blushing cheeks, he smiled and whispered, "Old Tang, you're already in your 30s and still not married. Is your girlfriend still in elementary school? Hahahaha!"

While laughing, Liao Fan dodged Tang Shilong's hand that was grabbing his neck and walked quickly towards the front hall, completely ignoring Tang Shilong who was trembling slightly with anger behind him.

Without anyone's guidance, Liao Fan walked straight to Tang Zhenguo's study, knocked twice, and after hearing someone talking inside, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Tang Zhenguo was reading a newspaper in the room at this time. Seeing that it was Liao Fan, he did not stand up. He pointed to a chair beside him and signaled Liao Fan to sit down. Then he continued to read the newspaper in his hand, as if there was some shocking news in it.

But if you look closely, you can find that this newspaper is actually the entertainment evening paper of Fragrance.

After entering the house and looking at the misty study, Liao Fan sighed helplessly, walked straight to the window and opened it to get some fresh air.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door. It turned out that the maid brought a cup of tea and a small plate of fruit platter.

He went to Tang Zhenguo's cigar cabinet with familiarity, rummaged through it, picked out a brand he had never seen before, and without waiting for Tang Zhenguo to stop him, he quickly cut into it and put it in his mouth.

Then, he turned around in an infuriating manner and looked at Tang Zhenguo, whose hand was half extended, with his big innocent eyes.

"Smashed the old man?"

"...Never mind, it's okay."

He lit a cigar, plopped down on the sofa in front of the desk, took a deep drag, and exhaled a puff of thick smoke intoxicatedly. Then Liao Fan asked casually, "Tang Lao, have you found out anything about Yang Guangcheng?"

What Liao Fan had heard, of course, was the incident in which Yang Guangcheng had shamelessly scolded Liao Fan in front of Tang Zhenguo.

And Zhenguo naturally knew it too.

Hearing Liao Fan's question, he reluctantly put down the newspaper in his hand, picked up Xue Jiao and took a sip, saying, "Hey, Afan, how many times do you want me, an old man, to say it? I really didn't mean for him to say that. God knows what was wrong with him at the time."

After saying this, he raised his hand and touched his eyebrows in a pretentious manner, as if he was feeling very sad.

Liao Fan ignored Mr. Tang's pretentiousness. He didn't want to say much about this matter. He only brought it up to disgust the other party.

"Alright, Mr. Tang, let's get down to business. My people will be bringing back some antiques from Italy in three days. Can you recommend someone who's proficient in antique appreciation to lend them to me?"

After hearing Liao Fan's words, Tang Zhenguo changed his sad expression and became energetic, with his eyes brightening up.

"What antique? Do you have any photos? Show them to me!"

Seeing the other party's expression, Liao Fan rolled his eyes at him and said, "No, my people said that the other party will bring them along, and then we can choose for ourselves."

Tang Zhenguo was even more excited now. He rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, Liao kid, you finally found the right person for this matter. Why bother looking for an outsider? Don't worry, I'll come to your house in person to give you a good look."

Liao Fan had no doubt about Tang Zhenguo's professional ability. After thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he didn't say anything more.

The two chatted for a while, and Liao Fan looked at the time. It was already past 3 o'clock in the afternoon, so he stood up and prepared to go out.

But just as Liao Fan reached the door and was about to open it, Tang Zhenguo behind him suddenly changed his cynical demeanor and said seriously, "Liao boy, do you remember that small-scale inauguration ceremony for the Book of Music a while ago?"

When Liao Fan heard Tang Zhenguo suddenly bring up this matter, he was stunned at first, then he thought of something, calmly withdrew his hand from the door handle, and turned to look at Tang Zhenguo.

"Right after your ceremony, people in our circle started saying your 'Book of Music' was fake. They said it came out so suddenly, and there was no word about it during the restoration phase. That's illogical."

Liao Fan listened to my thoughts and asked, "Did Yang Guangcheng say that?"

......

After leaving the Tang Family Manor, Liao Fan sat in the car and kept thinking about what Tang Zhenguo said last.

If Yang Guangcheng spread the rumor, what was his purpose? What was the point of him spreading it?

Wilson, who was standing by, saw that his wife had been silent since getting in the car, so he didn't make a sound to disturb her.

After a while, Liao Fan suddenly said to Wilson, "During this period, have someone pay attention to the rumors in the antique circle. I have a feeling that Yang Guangcheng will do something else."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Early in the morning, Liao Fan received a message from Yang Xue.

Yang Xue: Boss, we will land around 10 o'clock this morning. Don't forget to pick me up~

After turning off his phone, Liao Fan gently pushed Qiao Lan, who was still hugging him, to the other side of the bed, then quietly got up and walked into the bathroom.

When Liao Fan came out, Qiao Lan had already woken up and was staring blankly at the ceiling with her big eyes.

Looking at the other person's cute appearance, Liao Fan walked over gently, stroked her silver and smooth hair, kissed her forehead gently, then stood up and walked out of the house.

After a quick breakfast, Liao Fan, Wilson and two newly arrived security personnel on the island arrived at the airport in a business car.

I calculated the time and it was just right. After a while, I saw Yang Xue, dressed as a fashionable girl, walking out of the reception room in a pair of exquisite high heels.

Following behind them were a man and a woman, Will and Fernanda.

However, when Liao Fan looked at Fernanda, he couldn't help but frowned, but he just frowned and didn't say anything.

After shaking all the way, when the car finally arrived at the villa, Liao Fan slowly walked out of the car, holding his waist, while Yang Xue, who followed him out, was wearing clothes that were a little different from when she got in the car.

After sending Yang Xue into the house to play with Qiao Lan, Liao Fan arranged for Fernanda to stay in the living room and took Will into the study alone.

"Tell me, what happened in Italy?"

Hearing Liao Fan's question, Will hesitated for two seconds, sighed and said, "This trip was generally uneventful. Apart from Miss Yang being harassed by local gangs or some rich second-generations due to her beauty, there were no other problems.

Later, when I came into contact with the Vatican church staff, things were also relatively smooth. With the Bible as a stepping stone, the church was very courteous to us pagans.

but..."

"But what?"