Wu Caijun was also highly knowledgeable about antiques. Just now, seeing Ye Guichen casually glance at an item and effortlessly identify its origin, how could he not be astonished?
"Then, aren't we hitting the jackpot?" Wu Sandao also became excited.
Wu Caijun glanced at Wu Sandao and after a moment of contemplation, said, "This matter must not be mentioned to anyone, and once all these items are sold, the money must be handed over to our benefactor for disposal."
"What?" Wu Sandao's face fell. This was a substantial amount of money.
Wu Caijun said, "What do you know? Just from a glance, it's clear our benefactor is no ordinary person. If we can establish a connection with such an individual, a few antiques are nothing!"
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Furong District.
This was the apartment where Chen Ziran lived alone.
Early in the morning, Chen Ziran, with dark circles under her eyes, got up, tidied up a little, and prepared to go to work.
