Outright Favoritism Chapter 217: : Autobiography of the Stock God
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Li Qiao ignored Duan Yi's lost expression, let go of her carelessly, and turned to her Mercedes-Benz.
Duan Yixuan stabilized her figure, stood by the wall of the studio in a daze, thinking fearfully, where would she get one million for Li Qiao?
Even if her family is in a good family, it is not to the point of squandering.
At this time, Li Qiao sat in the cab and started the engine, she lowered the window, leaned her arms on the window and glanced at Duan Yixuan, "Cousin, this is the last time."
Usually, she didn't pay much attention to Duan Yixuan, because her pet tricks were harmless.
This time, she tried to use netizens to pressure the Nanyang Police Station, which affected her godfather, and Li Qiao had to give her a small punishment and a big punishment.
Duan Yixuan stuck in place in a daze, with a million in his heart, and didn't hear what Li Qiao said.
She regretted it, but it was too late.
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After leaving the celebrity studio, Li Qiao did not return to the laboratory, but went to the Yashuyuan apartment alone.
As the sun fades to the west and the dusk falls, she sits in front of the window covered with sunlight, tapping her fingers gently on her knees.
After a while, the phone rang, Li Qiao looked down, and answered without hurried, "How is it?"
A calm and respectful middle-aged male voice came from the earpiece, "Miss, I have checked the list of recent auctions. There is no suitable ancient ink and rice paper for the time being. There are mostly imitations, and there is not much room for value-added." /
Hearing this, Li Qiao frowned slightly, she could only temporarily shelve the idea of finding the finest ancient ink and rice paper for her grandfather, and asked casually: "What about the other auctions?"
The other party pondered for a few seconds before he said: "Most of the recent auctions are art jewelry, and the young lady may not be interested. But...there is a book of "Autobiography of the Stock God" that has attracted a lot of attention, which is a bit strange."
The autobiography of the stock god?
Li Qiao was inexplicably interested when she heard the words "God of War". She squinted her eyes, "How do you tell?"
"That's it, miss. About a few months ago, this "Autobiography of the Stock God" began to circulate in various auction venues.
It is said that it is strange because it has been sold at three different auctions one after another. The reason is said to be that the starting price is too high.
You also know that unsold lots will either be re-evaluated or the reserve price will be reduced as appropriate.
But this autobiography was actually included in the top list of Venus after being sold, and the price rose instead of falling. The starting price was directly raised from the previous 30 million to 50 million.
A lot of people are now asking who the autobiography is. "
Li Qiao's eyes flickered after listening to the other party's explanation.
Venus is the first of the top ten auctions, and the lot that can be included in it must be hard to find.
It is indeed bizarre that an autobiography that has not been sold in the market three times has been included in the list by Venus.
Li Qiao lowered her eyes thoughtfully, thought for a while, and asked: "Is there any auction introduction for that autobiography?"
"Yes, just four words, the autobiography of the stock god..." The middle-aged man answered with a smile.
Li Qiao stared at him, "It's gone?"
The man was afraid that Li Qiao would not believe him, and solemnly explained: "Miss, there is really nothing, autobiography, age, life, origin, source... These due introductions are all blank.
Three pass-bys are actually normal. The bidders at this auction are all human beings. Who do you think would pay a high price for an autobiography of unknown origin? "
Li Qiao looked at the last rays of sunlight in the sky, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth, full of interest, "When will the autobiography be shot on Venus?"
Immediately, there was the sound of turning pages of paper in the earpiece. A few seconds later, the other party replied: "Next Friday, there will be a Renaissance art auction in the Venus Hall, and the "Autobiography of the Stock God" will be officially shot on that day. ."
"Well, give me an invitation letter." Li Qiao said quietly and hung up the phone.
She is a little curious.
The autobiography of the stock god, I don't know if it is related to the female stock **** in Charles' mouth.
Li Qiao sat quietly for a few minutes, then left the apartment and went to the Nanyang Police Station.
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In the secretary's office, Fei Zhihong is still working overtime.
When Li Qiao entered the door, he smiled and closed the file in his hand, "Qiao Qiao, you still do things well."
Compared with the sense of urgency on the phone before, Fei Zhihong at this time looked like an old god, with Erlang's legs tilted, and his posture was also very comfortable.
Li Qiao walked to the sofa and took a seat, supporting her forehead with one hand, "Sorry godfather, I caused you trouble."
Fei Zhihong smiled and got up and took a cup of warm water. He came to her slowly, and curled his lips indifferently, "You just said something to your godfather. There was nothing serious at first, and now the news on the Internet has been removed. , As long as the situation is avoided, it’s no big deal."
He said it lightly, but Li Qiao knew it was not so easy.
She took the water cup and thanked him, and looked at Fei Zhihong who was sitting next to her, "What will the godfather do? Although the video has been removed, it is related to the reputation of the Nanyang Police Station. If nothing is done, it will inevitably be People feel that the police station is suspected of covering up."
Li Qiao's analysis hit the nail on the head, Fei Zhihong smiled slightly, and raised his eyebrows: "You are right. In fact, I discussed with the task force just now. This matter must be explained to the public.
So I considered sending out a police report first, revealing a little detail, so as not to let people criticize the police station, then I, the chief, would be too negligent. "
Hearing this, Li Qiao drank his saliva, looked at the opposite wall with a cold look, and said silently, "In the copy of the police report, the godfather had better let someone add another word of warning."
Fei Zhihong puzzled: "What kind of warning?"
"Thank you for the supervision of reporting netizens, but the police station has a strict process for handling important cases. The Internet is not a place for judgments. Please stay sensible and do not listen to partial beliefs and incite public sentiment."
Li Qiao uttered a paragraph with a clear tone, and Fei Zhihong's eyes were even more confused, "What do you do with this sentence? Will it make people feel that the police station is evading responsibility?"
"No." Li Qiao said indifferently, holding the paper cup with her fingers slightly harder. "She posted a video to instigate netizens. If the police station never mention it, it makes people feel that they are forced to call the police. /
Only by adding this sentence, will the public understand that this case belongs to the category of serious cases and cannot be made public casually. "
After hearing this, Fei Zhihong suddenly realized, squinted his thigh, and urged Li Qiao: "Send this sentence to my godfather on WeChat, and I will let someone make a police report overnight tonight."
Li Qiao answered, took out her phone and knocked down the sentence completely.
Just after pressing the send button, Fei Zhihong, who was still a little excited, flashed his eyes thoughtfully, and gradually calmed down, "Qiao Qiao, if you said that if this sentence is posted, will it cause Netizens attacked this reporter on a large scale?"
Inciting netizens to target the public security organs, causing the police department to have to announce the details of serious and important cases.
Netizens are all eye-catching, and as long as they have a little brain, they can figure out the stakes.