The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 251 Harris' Island

Zhang Zhen rolled up his sleeves to reveal the honeycomb and said, "A piece of arm guard."

The man looked at the instrument, then tilted his head left and right to look at the honeycomb and looked at Butler Du uncertainly.

Butler Du nodded.

"You can go in." The searcher no longer questioned.

Zhang Zhen put down his sleeves and walked in with Jessica. Just now, Jessica blocked the pig's hand to make him feel better. Maybe a man's possessiveness is innate. If Jessica didn't have anything to do with him, it was I don't mind, but if there is, I will still be very upset in person. Although it is just some jokes, after all, Jessica likes this kind of jokes, but there will still be grudges in her heart.

Realizing this, Jessica deliberately slowed down her pace and said with a small smile, "Darling, until you and I get tired of each other, I only belong to Darling."

The two maids opened the bamboo curtain printed with bamboo, and when they looked inside, they suddenly felt the luxurious atmosphere of ancient servants.

In the middle is a relatively low space, a group of red leather sofas constitute the living room, and around it are scattered all kinds of exotic antiques, including African animal bones, Indian wood carvings, and Chinese ceramics. There are also some exotic antiques that Zhang Zhen is not familiar with but has seen in film and television works.

Behind the sofa area is a high platform and a bar, and there is a handsome guy in work clothes waiting to serve drinks.

The left side is obviously higher than the right half area. It is more like a private rest area. The smaller the bar is, the more refined it is. There is also a handsome young bartender inside, and there are two beauties with maids standing in front of the bar.

The whole space is obviously not just what you see in front of you, it is only one-third or smaller of the first floor, and the whole gives people a kind of classical luxury, as if you have returned to the upper world.

You can't see any electronic products here, but the inside is very refreshing, without any trace of stuffiness.

"This way please." Butler Du invited Zhang Zhen and Jessica to the private area on the left.

Zhang Zhen stepped up the wooden steps that kept the original appearance of the trees. There were no other people here, or Harris, or even a person to talk to.

After Steward Du invited him up, he retreated and went up the wooden stairs to the second floor.

Jessica whispered: "Being directly invited to Harris's exclusive rest area, it seems that Brother Zhen has a lot of face."

Zhang Zhen leaned on the chair that looked like wood but was soft, crossed his legs and said calmly: "It's because of Diamond's face, I hope he's not taking a nap."

Jessica laughed and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Harris is very straightforward, if you don't agree, you will be very punctual if you agree."

Sure enough, after a while, two old men's voices came from the stairs. Although the voices were old, they were sonorous and powerful, and one of them seemed familiar.

What appeared first was a wooden but very metallic faucet crutch, followed by a white-haired foreign old man who looked very casual. Just as Zhang Zhen thought, he was burly and heavy-featured, a typical American gangster old man.

Beside him was Charlie who was a few years younger and carefully followed with a smile on his face. I didn't expect this guy to come in person. Judging by Jessica's expression, I probably didn't know that Charlie was coming.

When the bartender at the bar heard someone coming downstairs, he started to move. It wasn't as fancy as in the nightclub, but the movements were skillful and elegant enough to have a certain temperament.

Jessica hurriedly got up to greet her, so Zhang Zhen had no choice but to stand up too. After all, he was a guest, so basic etiquette was required.

"The little fox hasn't been here for a long time." Harris smiled at Jessica very kindly.

Jessica hurried down the steps and said like a good girl: "Mr. Harris, Jessica misses this place very much, but she has no excuse to come."

"Well, it might be Lao Du who doesn't welcome you. You pissed him off for a month last time, and he complained to me a lot, but he was the one who promised to teach you kung fu." Harris laughed.

Jessica made a face at Butler Du who was following behind, and hurriedly said to Harris: "Mr. Harris, this is the person who owns the most beautiful pink diamond in the world, Mr. Zhang Zhen."

Harris smiled at Zhang Zhenyang: "Mr. Zhang doesn't need to come down to greet you. I heard your name from Charlie and Jessica. You are indeed a young and promising Oriental."

Zhang Zhen came down gracefully and stretched out his hand with a smile, "It's my honor to meet Mr. Harris in person."

"Oh, no wonder Jessica admires you so much. You really are a very elegant Mr. Oriental. It seems that Jessica has finally found a man she can be tempted by." Harris shook hands happily and smiled.

Zhang Zhen smiled and turned sideways to let Harris go up first. It is obvious that Jessica contributed to the quick transaction with Harris this time, and this little lunatic should reward him when he goes back.

"Mr. Zhang." Charlie reached out his hand to greet Zhang Zhen with some respect.

"Mr. Charlie." Zhang Zhen shook hands in a friendly manner. This guy has performed well in Chiang Rai. If he really came here for his deal this time, it would be really interesting.

"My friends, there is an old saying in the East, whoever comes is a guest, so sit down and chat to your heart's content." Harris sat down and waved, his easy-going behavior was completely beyond Zhang Zhen's expectations.

Zhang Zhen went up and sat in the guest seat with Jessica, and Charlie sat closer to Harris.

The maid served Harris the wine that he had mixed at the right time, and Harris said with a smile, "You can order whatever you want. My bartenders are all world-class."

Zhang Zhen ordered a cocktail casually. He looked at the second-floor image sent back by the scout bees in his glasses. The style of the second floor can be described as earthy gold, full of resplendent gold and splendor, and almost all of the super-large rooms are dressed in sexy and hot clothes. A woman who is famous for expensive jewelry also has all kinds of country styles, and she can't help but say in her heart that she really enjoys it.

"There is a lot of leisure time, can we go to the theme first, and then entertain?" Harris asked.

Zhang Zhen directly took out the diamond box from his pocket, opened it, pushed it to the center of the table, and said, "I like the directness of the sir."

"Oh, what a big pink diamond." Charlie exclaimed, feeling a little lost, and hurriedly lowered his voice.

Harris' eyes also brightened, and he readily picked it up and observed it carefully in his hand, gradually showing a satisfied smile, then squeezed out the diamond and put it down the box, and began to carefully observe the pink diamond with the naked eye.

Charlie was drooling while staring at the diamond, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength to collect it. At most, he could resell the diamond. If he had Harris' strength, he must keep this pink diamond. What a thing to be proud of.

Harris looked at it for a while, and then waved his fingers lightly. Butler Du carefully put a small box in his hand on the table and opened it. Inside was an ancient tool for observing jewelry and diamonds.

Zhang Zhen watched indifferently as Harris used a magnifying glass to observe the pink diamond bit by bit. Although the ratings of the apocalypse and the reality are different, they are similar if they have a level. Besides, the rating of the optical brain is only second to perfect, so don't worry. Harris would be dissatisfied.

Jessica is a little worried. Harris is as proficient in diamonds as a professional appraiser. The main thing is that Brother Zhen doesn’t have a professional certificate, will he suffer?
"How do you want to sell it?" Harris finally appreciated it, although he didn't have any compliments, but his expression was obviously satisfied.

"Auction." Zhang Zhen replied.

(End of this chapter)