Rebirth I can see the success rate

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the next day.

Lin Chen, who woke up naturally, got up from the bed and walked to the French window.

Gently press the button on the wall, the automatic curtain rises slowly, letting the sun slowly enter the room.

It's another sunny and good weather!

Lin Chen stretched out his wife, and then used the pager in the room to ask his official Catherine to prepare breakfast.

Not long after, a simple and plain delivery came earlier.

Catherine put her breakfast on the table while introducing: "Mr. Lin, this is your breakfast, Master Wang’s scallion pancake, Wanshouzhai’s Xiaolongbao, and Aunt Shen’s blood glutinous rice dumplings are all according to yours. Ask the waiter to buy it. In addition, this is the Meixia coffee you want."

After going to Hong Kong Island for a few days, Lin Chen's western food and Hong Kong-style morning tea were about to be eaten. When he returned to Donghai, he couldn't help but want to eat some authentic Donghai breakfast.

With a word of his, the waiter in the hotel broke his leg and spent a lap in Dadonghai early in the morning before buying everything.

But Lin Chen didn't feel sorry for it, because this was the service he bought with money.

While drinking a cup of Meixia coffee worth three to four hundred, while eating scallion pancakes worth less than five yuan, Lin Chen smashed his mouth.

Coffee with scallion pancakes, the taste seems to be good?

At this time, Lin Chen suddenly found that Catherine was still standing aside. He raised his head and said strangely: "What's wrong with Catherine? Is there anything else?"

Catherine smiled sweetly: "Mr. Lin, after breakfast, do you want to have an extra meal?"

"Supper?"

"Yes." Catherine pointed to herself.

Lin Chen smiled, shook his head and said, "At night, I have things to do for a while. I have been to Hong Kong Island for so many days. There are many things in the East China Sea waiting for me to deal with."

"Then I will wait for you tonight." After that, Catherine twisted and walked away.

Lin Chen looked at her back and compared Catherine and Angela, there is still a difference between the authentic Ocean Horse and the mixed race.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lin Chen picked up a newspaper, which was brought by Catherine just now, and a headline on it attracted Lin Chen's attention.

"It is suspected that the handed down paintings have appeared! The lost paintings have appeared in the East China Sea!"

"According to our newspaper, an oil painting appeared in the East China Sea Museum of Fine Arts yesterday, arousing global attention! It is reported that this oil painting is suspected to be a painting by the famous Dutch oil painter Johannes Vermeer in the 17th century. The painter Vermeer only painted 45. There are only 35 oil paintings, but only 35 have been discovered so far. Therefore, this work exhibited at the East China Sea Museum of Fine Arts this time is suspected to be the 36th Vermeer work that may not have been discovered before."

"As of the release of this news, major art museums in the world have applied to the East China Sea Museum of Fine Arts, hoping to appraise this oil painting, and there is reliable information that once the appraisal result is true, it is likely that several major art museums will simultaneously This painting submitted an application for purchase. For follow-up news about this painting, please pay attention to the follow-up report of this newspaper."

Next to this report, there was also a photo published, which was the pair of "Woman Choosing Jewelry" that Lin Chen resold to Su Ningyu.

This oil painting has been identified as genuine by Lin Chen, but Su Wuyi still gave it to the art gallery for identification. The reason is simple: he wanted to cause a sensation.

Before Su Ningyu left Hong Kong, he had already talked to Lin Chen about this, and now it seemed that they had already begun to act.

According to the newspaper, those ghosts have now rushed to the East China Sea. Lin Chen really wants to know, once it is confirmed that this painting is true, how much will the ghosts pay for this painting?

Lin Chen felt a little cool just to imagine the appearance of those ghosts making crazy bids but not being able to.

He now seems to have gradually understood Su Wuyi's intention.

Putting down the newspaper, after eating breakfast, Lin Chen tidied up and prepared to go out.

He didn't reject Catherine on purpose before, but he really had something to do.

While putting on his clothes, Lin Chen dialed the phone and turned on the handsfree.

"Lin Chen? Are you finally back?" Tang Xin's voice rang from the phone.

"Yeah, do you miss me?" Lin Chen laughed.

"Huh? What do I miss about you, anyway, I have made money for you, and commissions are also drawn. It doesn't matter if you have you or not." Tang Xin joked.

"Really? From what you said, are my stocks already in the pocket?"

"Yes, Lin Chen, listen to me, your..."

Lin Chen interrupted her: "Don't say on the phone, I will come to find you in a while, and I will drive to your company downstairs while you wait for my call."

"Okay. Then I'll wait."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Chen picked up the car key and went out.

It's been a long time since his Pagani has driven, Lin Chen will be refreshed for a while.

At this time, knowing that Lin Chen was coming, Tang Xin quickly made preparations. She patched up the bottoms in the workshop, and then greeted her boss, Manager Liu,: "Manager Liu, my client will want to Come, I will meet him."

"Is that your old classmate? I know, you go." Manager Liu smiled and let Tang Xin rest assured to go busy.

But after Tang Xin left, Manager Liu's smile faded from his face, a gloomy flash in his eyes.

When he went downstairs, Tang Xin stood outside the gate downstairs, waiting for Lin Chen to come.

She was a little excited, because she had just made a lot of money for Lin Chen.

This is the first time she has handled such a large profit list since she started her career.

Therefore, although Lin Chen made money, Tang Xin was equally happy.

Thinking of Lin Chen, a BMW Z4 suddenly stopped in front of Tang Xin.

Tang Xin hadn't seen what Lin Chen's car looked like, thinking that it was Lin Chen in the car, he immediately walked over.

But I didn't expect that a man who obviously looked only in his twenties, but who was already a little blessed, poked his head out of the car.

"Tang Xin? Are you here to pick me up?"

"Liu Kai?" Tang Xin stopped when he saw the people in the car.

Tang Xin naturally knew this young man named Liu Kai, because he was really the son of his immediate boss, Manager Liu.

It's just that this Liu Kai is a bit annoying. Relying on his boss being his father, he often gets close to Tang Xin with excuses. Simply put, he wants to pick her up.

"Tang Xin, did you hear from my dad that I bought a new car and came down to pick me up?"

Liu Kai got out of the car and leaned on the BMW door with a triumphant smile on his face.

Tang Xin laughed awkwardly, and turned to leave.

But Liu Kai rushed over and stopped her: "Tang Xin, how did you go? Come and see my new car, the latest BMW Z4, which cost me more than 700,000 yuan!"

"It should be more than 700,000 yuan from your father, right?"

Tang Xin knows that Liu Kai works in a cooperative enterprise of a securities company. Because of his father, the other company is basically the same as providing him. He pays him more than 10,000 wages per month. He never cares about arriving late and leaving early. ,.

Liu Kai didn't seem to be able to hear the thorn in Tang Xin's words, so he didn't care: "What is the difference between my father's money and mine? By the way, Tang Xin, do you want to go for a ride with me? I can let my father I'll ask you to leave."

"No, Mr. Liu, I'm waiting for a client."

"It's okay. Let other people come to receive you first. Let's take a ride first and come back to meet your client. Tang Xin, I told you, I haven't let a girl do this car, but you are the first..."

Liu Kai's face was not as thick as usual, and while talking, he stretched out his hand to pull Tang Xin into the car.

But at this moment, a horn suddenly sounded from the side, and it kept ringing.

Hearing the sound of the horn, Liu Kai looked back. Because his eyes were blocked by his car, he could barely see a car parked behind his BMW. The car horn seemed to be directed at him.

He was suddenly upset.

"Which bitch, didn't you see me picking up girls? What is the name of a broken car?"

Liu Kai walked over, wanting to see who dared to honk his BMW without opening his eyes.

But at this moment, Liu Kai was stunned.

Because he saw that the horn behind his car turned out to be a sports car.

He happened to know this car.

Pagani?!

Fengshen?

That 30 million supercar?!

Then, Liu Kai heard a loud voice from the Pagani: "Don't move the car yet? Is a 700,000 broken car embarrassed to get in the way?"