Global Awakening: Only I plan the future in advance

Chapter 8 The sixth floor of Jubaozhai, the black market
"is it?"

Zhou Yunqiong frowned after hearing this.

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

Uncle Zuo opened his mouth, after all, it was explained by the Patriarch before, it would be bad if it was omitted.

So he had to buy it back. As for who the farm now belongs to, he didn't care in his heart. With the strength of the Wuzhou Group, as long as those big forces didn't make a move, they would be able to capture it easily without any trouble.

"Forget it, we've already bought enough, the land of starfall is too wide, it's okay to miss a piece of land."

Zhou Yunqiong gave up and continued, "Besides, among the meteorites falling on the belt outside the starry sky, there are very few meteorites with extraterritorial gods."

A few months ago, the Wuzhou Group, through special research, found that a meteor shower that would be difficult to experience in a thousand years would appear in the near future.

The Zhou family guessed that some of the meteorites might contain extraterrestrial artifacts.

So people deduced where the meteorite fell.

Then go straight to the big bucks and buy it.

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

Just thinking that there will be some extraterritorial gods coming to the earth, and after years of hard work, they have also got a few pieces, but that's all, most of them are in vain.

Zhou Yunqiong's thoughts were also very simple, and he didn't think Xingyun would be any different this time.

And one more thing, some forces are also secretly competing with the Zhou family.

Big changes are coming.

At times like this, stability is the top priority.

"Yes."

Now that Miss has spoken, Uncle Zuo will naturally not have any objections, 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 her head, then turned and walked out the gate, obviously not wanting to go back.

There is no meaning of explaining to those so-called classmates at all.

What's more, the influence that Lu Yuan just had on her was quickly and completely ignored.

As just said.

After all, people from two worlds.

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

Instead, choose to go to another place.

but.

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 the matter. I can sell it to you. You can come and pick it up.

Lu Yuan: Then find time to meet up in the next few days.

Complete the message.

Directly transferred the remaining 20 to the other party.

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

And with his current wealth, even if the other party is careful, he can find it in a short time.

Afterwards, Lu Yuan continued to drive, recalling the things he had done recently.

In fact, apart from the ancient bodhi tree, including Christie's complete version of "Tao Te Ching", and even Chen Song's family heirloom, he could find someone to steal them all back without any trouble.

But he doesn't want to, for the simple reason that not everyone can be trusted.

The centipede has a strong ability to organize affairs, and there is no need to be afraid of revealing its tone.

But if you keep hiring that group of people.

Leaving aside the issue of price, if you do too much, it is easy to attract attention.

Even being backlashed, after all, those people were licking blood on the tip of their knives, very vicious.

Another point is that Lu Yuan wanted to do these things in a secret enough to not be found out.

Just like buying land and donating Longhushan, he will not find different people to go, in order not to leave any clues and not arouse any suspicion.

There are less than two months left before the global catastrophe, and time is too tight. If something unexpected happens, it means that all previous efforts will fall short.

Therefore, Lu Yuan is more willing to trouble, but also has to be cautious.

Thinking like this.

Lu Yuan drove forward all the way.

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

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

There is such a building in Shanghai, one can imagine its background.

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

There are three big characters in the letter: Jubaozhai!
The brush strokes are vigorous and powerful, flying like dragons and phoenixes.

Without further ado, he walked straight into the door.

The first floor is spacious and atmospheric, and there are various seat screens inside.

Come to the front desk.

Without further ado, he said directly, "Hi, I'm going to the sixth floor."

The lady at the front desk was wearing a cheongsam. She had a good-looking appearance and an excellent temperament. After hearing this, she smiled slightly: "I'm sorry sir, we don't have a sixth floor in Jubaozhai."

Lu Yuan didn't say much, took out a black gold card from his pocket, and put it on the front desk.

When the receptionist saw it, her eyes changed, her tone was respectful, and a little seductive.

"It turns out to be a distinguished guest, sir, please follow me."

Done.

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

With appreciation in his eyes, Lu Yuan accepted the black gold card and followed slowly.

Jubaozhai.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is just a place for eating and socializing, nothing more than relatively high consumption, and it is a private club.

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

Inside you can buy all kinds of things that are not allowed to be traded on the surface.

But first.

You must be worth at least [-] million yuan, and it's cash.

Secondly, you need to pay more than 100 million membership fees every year. Yes, it's just a membership fee.

So those who know and are qualified to enter it can be said to be very few.

It just so happened that Lu Yuan was one of them.

Soon, under the guidance of the reception lady, he walked through aisles and finally came to an elevator with only one floor above it, the sixth floor.

But the two walked in, and after the elevator started, it turned out to be downward.

That's right.

The sixth floor is not above, but underground.

Not long after, the elevator door opened, Lu Yuan went down, and the receptionist stayed inside.

Where he was standing, there was a long corridor with dim lights, but when he walked out, it was a huge place.

It is similar to a bar, but it is bigger and the lights are brighter. Every seat is made of precious wood and placed outside. Each piece is 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, everyone who can come here, except the service staff, is a billionaire.

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

"Manager Lin, there's no need for greetings."

Lu Yuan gave up and cut straight to the point: "Where is the thing I asked for last time? Did you find it for me?"

(End of this chapter)