The person who arrived was Tao Lianguang from the Market Investnt Departnt of the Magic City Railway Bureau.
He saw the Maybach at the door as soon as he arrived and wasn't surprised.
For soone like Song Guanchao, having such a distinguished visitor for the New Year's greetings was normal.
"Mr. Tao, please sit down."
Song Guanchao arranged for him, and just as he was about to pour tea, another car arrived outside.
It was also a business car with a Provincial City license plate, and out stepped a woman about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
The woman was gracefully beautiful and astonishing. She wore a simply styled black parka with a waisted design that accentuated her slender figure beautifully.
"I'm Tang Xiaomi." The woman extended her hand and introduced herself.
When she smiled, she revealed two rows of neat pearly teeth.
Her bright eyes and white teeth smile brought delight to one's mind and body.
"Hello." Song Guanchao shook her hand and led her inside.
Tang Xiaomi quickly scanned the room and suddenly her gaze lingered on Mr. Chi for two seconds.
She was montarily lost in thought, but soon recovered.
Yet, she couldn't stop the shock in her heart.
Mr. Chi was actually at Song Guanchao's house!
This ti, her father had sent her over.
Even though he hadn't ntioned Song Guanchao's specific identity, for her father to na him explicitly and send her over personally.
Clearly, this Song Guanchao wasn't an ordinary person.
But as she arrived in the village, her heart was filled with curiosity.
How could soone who her father nad for a New Year's visit live in such a place?
But upon seeing Mr. Chi, all her doubts vanished.
Only shock remained!
No matter why the other party lived in a remote little village, it couldn't obscure the fact of their significant background.
As for the others, she only glanced at them briefly.
So seed familiar, but she couldn't imdiately recall from where.
For soone to look familiar, they were also evidently from Yanjing.
But being familiar without leaving a deep impression indicated that these people weren't of very high status.
She imdiately had a series of judgnts in her heart.
Over there, grandma saw that two more guests had arrived, so she got up to greet them.
She was about to pour tea, but Tang Xiaomi proactively went over.
"Grandma, let handle it."
She took over two teacups proactively.
Just as she was about to place the tea leaves, her attention was caught by the exquisite teacups in her hand.
With just a slight glance, Tang Xiaomi was profoundly shocked.
These were actually tea cups from the Longquan Kiln!
The Longquan Kiln was indeed one of the six famous kilns of the Song Dynasty!
Her specialty was related to cultural relic restoration, and whether these teacups were real was clear with just a touch.
A tea cup so well-preserved would fetch at least tens of millions at an auction!
But in this obscure little village, such priceless teacups were being used to serve tea to guests.
If those rich collectors saw this, who knows how heartbroken they would be.
She carefully placed the tea leaves, added hot water, and brought it to the courtyard.
She placed the cup in front of Tao Lianguang and then set down her own cup.
Just as she was about to sit down, her gaze was once again attracted by the wooden chair beneath her.
She discreetly felt the armrest, and the warm touch, along with the wood's grain, instantly confird it was a rosewood chair.
And the style of this high-backed chair was a very standard creation from the Qing Dynasty Qianlong Period.
Judging by its condition, this chair was also an antique!
Such a well-conditioned rosewood high-backed chair was in high demand on the market, with prices nearing a million!
She silently scanned the other chairs beneath the people, and they were all such high-backed chairs.
Even the Eight Immortals table in front was part of the set.
Tang Xiaomi was shocked and increasingly curious about Song Guanchao's identity.
And most surprising was the attitude of this grandma.
She seed to not care about these things at all.
Initially, she guessed that this grandma might not be aware of their value.
But with a little observation, she found that this grandma had an extraordinary deanor.
Even her own grandmother didn't have such a presence.
So she was convinced that this grandma absolutely knew the value of these items.
Knowing their value, yet remaining unperturbed.
Suddenly, the phrase "A great hermit lives in the city" ca to her mind.
This was truly a family of wealth and nobility!
Just low-key, that's all.
Tang Xiaomi dared not underestimate this young man living in the village anymore, even adjusted her sitting posture slightly.
Grandma brought over a fruit plate, and everyone started eating sunflower seeds, gradually opening up the conversation, no longer as restrained as before.
They also gradually realized that Lu Yuan and his family of three seed a bit peculiar.
There was sothing off about this family of three.
Especially Lu Shaqing, whose face was half swollen and who kept glaring at Song Guanchao with fierce eyes.
This struck them as quite strange.
It obviously didn't seem like they were here for New Year's greetings.
More like they ca to cause trouble.
And Lu Shaqing's clothes had mud stains, coupled with his swollen face.
Led them to speculate whether this fellow had a scuffle with Song Guanchao before their arrival?
Jiang Wangshan smoked, looking at Lu Shaqing and his family, then at the Maybach outside, pondering.
He was pretty sure these three had a conflict with Song Guanchao.
And an argunt had arisen.
But it seed that Song Guanchao had temporarily subdued them, preventing further trouble.
But why hadn't they left?
Having suffered a loss, they should have left imdiately.
Just then.
A sudden vehicle noise sounded from outside.
Only to see SUVs rolling with mud stopped outside the yard gate.
A total of eight cars!
All these cars pointed their fronts at the courtyard and stopped.
This imdiately drew the attention of everyone in the courtyard.
As the cars stopped, the doors opened.
One by one, tall n in down jackets or coats with buzz cuts stepped out.
This group had at least thirty or forty people!
They saw the Maybach and then headed toward the yard.
The courtyard gate was open.
The leading man, about forty, saw Lu Shaqing and the Lu Yuan couple sitting in the courtyard.
"Wait for here."
The middle-aged man instructed the others and walked into the courtyard, approaching Lu Shaqing.
"Mr. Lu." The middle-aged man politely called, standing beside Lu Shaqing.
Lu Shaqing didn't like being called President Lu, and 'Lu Shao' felt too frivolous.
The title Mr. Lu was classy, elegant, and could easily distinguish him from others.
He slowly stood up, confident at the sight of the thirty to forty n outside, a smirk erging on his sinister face.
He gradually turned his head, looking at Song Guanchao, eyes flashing with murderous intent.
Then he raised his hand, pointed coldly, and said, "Kill him for !"
The middle-aged man was Captain Liu, head of security for Lu Shaqing's company.
Captain Liu nodded at the words, shouting to the thirty or so people outside, "Didn't you hear Mr. Lu? Kill him!"
However.
At the very mont these words fell.
As the thirty-plus people outside prepared to enter the courtyard.
Jiang Wangshan and the others silently put down their teacups.
Then, they all stood up.
With a look at Lu Shaqing as if he were a dead dog.
In Song Guanchao's house, in front of Song Guanchao, he dared to claim he'd kill him?
Jiang Wangshan and the others seed to hear a colossal joke.
They didn't know the identities of Lu Shaqing and his family.
But their identities didn't matter.
What mattered was that they had foolishly provoked soone they shouldn't have.
"Who do you want to kill?"
Jiang Wangshan squinted and said with a half-smile, "Kill Mr. Song?"
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