Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

Li Qingran couldn't wait any longer, "Auntie, I'm a little tired. Let's go up and take a rest."

"Okay, you go up and have a rest. I'll ask Sister Ju to stew chicken soup later, and I'll bring you a bowl when it's ready."

Li Qingran immediately went upstairs, entered the room, and locked the door.

Dodged into the space.

Entered the drug analysis room.

The instrument that looked at the drug analysis had finished running at this time, and there were drug component analysis results on the side.

Li Qingran swallowed silently, nervously taking every step.

This is a life-saving medicine. Can it really be obtained so easily?

She leaned forward slightly and looked at the analysis results carefully.

The previous types of ginseng and the like are quite common, and are the same as most of the ones I analyzed before.

Although the ingredients in the medicine below appear to be very rare, most of them have been seen or heard of by Li Qingran more or less.

That proves that you still have a chance to find it.

Only the last medicine.

Elf in the snow?

The name of this thing seems a bit familiar.

I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Just as Li Qingran was thinking about it, he heard a knock on the door.

"Little miss, the chicken soup is ready."

"Here we come, Sister Ju." Li Qingran pretended to rub her eyes and yawned.

"Little miss, my uncle called me just now and said he would be back later and asked if you are at home?"

"Huh?" Li Qingran took a sip of chicken soup and was a little surprised, why did Song Yan come back in broad daylight.

"Okay, I understand, Sister Ju."

Sure enough, just after finishing the chicken soup, he saw Song Yan coming back from outside in a dusty state.

He came to her side with long legs, put his big hands around her waist, and said softly, "Ran Ran, I'm back. Thank you for your hard work."

Looking at his scary dark circles.

Li Qingran reached out and touched his prickly beard, "Why did you come back to this point?"

Song Yan glanced upstairs subconsciously.

Saw no one.

He said softly: "Ran Ran, the organization has a mission, and I need my wife to accompany me to a place later."

"Ok?"

"There is an event."

Li Qingran felt strange that what activities could be held at this critical time was dictated by the organization.

Song Yan took her hand and went upstairs, took off his clothes, held a formal suit and explained: "There will be a very private and small auction in the afternoon. It is not the kind that is open to the public. According to intelligence, , there will be people from Japan participating, and we will pretend to be participants."

When Li Qingran heard about it, it sounded like there would be many shady transactions in a private auction.

It's just that the limelight in the capital has been so tight recently, and Japan still wants to participate, there is indeed something fishy about it.

"Then do we need to bring some money?"

"Some were given from above."

It wasn't until Li Qingran got in the car that she realized that Song Yan had given some money.

"Is this approved by the leader?"

"Well, 3000 yuan is already the limit."

Li Qingran: .......

Silently he took out a bag of money from the space, then after thinking for a moment, he pulled out a few small goldfish.

Song Yan:? ? ? ?

Pupils are shocked.

Where did her wife get so much money?

Did the little goldfish bring it?

Pretend to be calm.

Li Qingran looked at Song Yan carefully and saw that he seemed to have no expression.

He reached for a small goldfish and said, "I dug this out from my hometown."

Song Yan couldn't explain it in one sentence. My daughter-in-law is not only rich, but also a treasure trove?

With shock, she watched her wife put things into the bag at the back of the car.

He finally knew what an unpretentious appearance meant.

When we arrived at the auction, it looked like a small conference hall.

People came in one after another throughout the venue. At first glance, they looked like respectable people, and there were also quite a few foreigners.

"They came in through business, some foreigners."

No wonder, Li Qingran also felt that these people looked like they were in business.

All of them were well-dressed.

"Ran Ran, let's go."

Li Qingran often participated in such activities in her previous life, with well-managed expressions and elegant posture.

Song Yan took out the invitation from his arms, and the receptionist at the door gave him a booklet.

Following the crowd into the conference hall, I found that many people were already sitting there.

Whispering.

When you walk over, you can hear most of the talk about economic development and cooperation.

On the surface it does appear to be business.

Song Yan put his arm around her waist and said, "Ranran, let's go back a little bit."

Then he motioned to the people in the rows ahead on the right.

Li Qingran followed his gaze and looked over.

Sure enough, it was two short, fat men from Japan who were bowing ninety degrees to a foreigner with blue eyes.

Song Yan and Li Qingran tacitly withdrew their gaze and sat together. It seemed that the two of them were discussing the things in the booklet.

Soon, the auction was about to begin. Li Qingran glanced at the items on the brochure, most of which were works of art.

The professional host talked at length about the appraisal team, the origin of the lots, and the value of some of the lots.

Then, ask the assistant to help distribute a sign to everyone present, and raise the sign to bid.

After the process is completed, the auction officially begins.

The first item to be auctioned was an ink painting, and I listened to the introduction by the person above.

This painting is very valuable for collection and has a lot of room for collection in the future.

Li Qingran didn't do much research on calligraphy, painting, porcelain and the like.

Because this thing requires a lot of effort to learn.

And all I know is particularly famous painters and porcelain.

Those in general domestic auctions will definitely not be auctioned like this. Isn’t that a crime?

But they still held up signs symbolically when several auction items appeared.

Otherwise it will definitely lead to misunderstanding.

However, they still paid attention to the movements of the Japanese people throughout the whole process.

From the beginning to now, they have no interest in making movies.

There was no sign raised. Instead, the two men whispered to each other from time to time, seeming to be discussing something.

At this moment, the host above began to introduce the new lot.

He saw two Japanese people who seemed to be ready to make a move.

I looked at the auction brochure.

Up for auction this time is a mutilated ancient recipe book.

It doesn't look like a complete thing.

Moreover, it is all oriental food, so many people are not interested in it.

"Ayan, they want this."

Song Yan also noticed it, but he didn't understand the value of this thing to them.

Li Qingran looked at the introduction above. It was a very casual thing, but it was not something rare.

Are Japanese people also interested in this?

After the host finished the introduction, the auction started.

The starting price is 3000 yuan.

Song Yan now understood why his wife looked at her so deeply.

This is what emotional leadership means.