Hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's words, Shirley Yang did not answer at first, but asked with a smile: "Then tell me first, how are you and Lao Zhang?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Xiaoyu's face suddenly became dim, and the smart Shirley Yang could tell at a glance.

"It has been twenty years, and I didn't expect you to be waiting. If it were me, maybe I wouldn't have the firm belief and determination as you, nor the courage you have," Shirley Yang said in a heavy tone.

...

"Hahaha."

"Old Zhang, I really didn't expect you to be the same as you did back then, and your appearance has not changed at all."

Zhang Yi laughed and said, "You are still very young, and you look like you are in your early thirties."

As Zhang Yi said, from the front, their faces are only in their early thirties, but in fact, except for Shirley Yang, who is three years older than Zhang Yi, Hu Bayi and Wang Fatty are five years older than him.

When the four of them robbed the tomb together, some of the Ming utensils they took from the tomb were sold partly, while some were exchanged for redemption values.

For those exchange values, Zhang Yi exchanged them a secret technique for maintaining the beauty. Although this technique cannot make people live long, it can freeze a person's appearance forever at around 35 years old.

Here a security officer will come out and speak a pure American voice: "Gentlemen, ladies, please don't make noise here."

The few people were in a state of excitement and were suddenly interrupted by a small security guard, which naturally made everyone feel a little unhappy.

Fatty Wang immediately pointed at the security guard and cursed: "Didn't you see us talking here? Where can I go when I'm cool?"

The security guard looked confused and couldn't understand the fat man's words at all.

Shirley Yang walked out and said, "Old Hu, Lao Zhang and the others are guests. It's not good for us to be so cold."

"Oh, my fault, my fault." Hu Bayi apologized: "I finally came to the United States for a while. Today I will definitely welcome you."

When he walked into the hotel, Zhang Yi was also amazed: "It's so magnificent."

Hu Bayi asked: "Lao Zhang, has our China achieved four modernizations now?"

After hearing what Hu Bayi said, Zhang Yi couldn't help but sigh that even though Lao Hu was in the United States, his heart was still in China.

The four modernizations that Hu Bayi mentioned refer to industrial modernization, agricultural modernization, national defense modernization, and science and technology modernization.

Zhang Yi smiled indifferently: "It has been basically realized at present, and I believe it will not take too long to achieve it all."

"well!"

"I really should go back to my hometown to see you." Hu Bayi's words were a little sad.

Several people developed from China and slowly talked about interesting things from that year. After a while, a few people also came to the private room.

After three rounds of wine, after five flavors of rice.

Zhang Yi said in a daze: "Old...Old Hu, you old guy, go back with me. Recently, I'm going to fight. Do you want to go? Give me a happy word."

"Bang!" The fat man slapped the table and said loudly: "Go back, you must go back. Fat man has been itchy in his hands over the years."

Hu Bayi blushed, pointed to the chandelier on his head with one hand, and poured the wine bottle into his mouth with the other hand, grinning and said, "To be honest, the three of us have already washed our hands, and now we are doing it again, a little..."

"Wash your uncle, that's after drinking. You can count, you can't count." The fat man shouted, grabbed a bottle of wine and fell to the ground.

The next moment, the fat man suddenly strung to Hu Bayi's side, grabbed Hu Bayi's collar with one hand, and shouted loudly: "Hu, Hu Hansan, are you good enough to give me a happy word? If you don't go, I will go back alone by Fat."

"go…"

"Go to your uncle..." Hu Bayi said, and pushed the fat man to the ground.

At this moment, Zhang Yi felt dizzy and dizzy. The next moment, he crawled directly on the wine table and fell asleep.

"Hey, this kid can't do it."

"Little fat man, get up and drink."

"Play!"

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they fainted on the ground.

At this time, Shirley Yang and Zhang Xiaoyu held hands with each other and returned to the private room. They were shocked by the scene in front of them.

I saw the whole room was messy, with wine bottles and cigarette butts all over the floor, and there were only a dozen bottles of wine bottles, and they were all white wine, with an alcohol content of fifty degrees.

"Three lunatics!"

...

The next morning, Zhang Yi felt a severe headache and was misty, but he still remembered what happened yesterday.

"Buzz--"

As soon as the phone rang, Zhang Yi took it out and took a look.

I saw a text message from Hu Bayi above.

It reads: "My wife and I went home to pack up our things. When we left, we will inform us and we will go back together."

There is also a text message from Shirley Yang.

She wrote: "Old Zhang, we can go back, but we don't have a house in our country."

"puff!"

Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing and replied casually: "As long as you go back, one person has one house, one person has two houses."

After getting up, taking a shower, brushing teeth, and finishing all these things, it was already seven o'clock. Zhang Yi and Zhang Xiaoyu had some buffet and rushed to the branch.

"Brother, you talked to your sleep last night." Zhang Xiaoyu said in a sweet voice, then blinked at Zhang Yi again.

Zhang Yi swallowed and said hurriedly: "What, what did I say?"

"I'll think about it!" Zhang Xiaoyu smiled playfully, "Brother said he wanted to marry me, and—"

"ah!"

Zhang Yi's heart skipped a beat and was speechless for a moment. He didn't know how to answer. He was extremely decisive in killing people and setting fires, but the only thing about this emotional issue was very entangled.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned her head and saw a look of surprise on Zhang Yi's face, but she couldn't hear a word from Zhang Yi for a long time.

"Brother, I was joking just now! I didn't expect you to take it seriously, brother!" Zhang Xiaoyu said with caution.

"Huh!" Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled and said, "You girl is really, please drive well."

After saying that, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say much, but her eyes became wet at some point, and her hands holding the steering wheel were trembling inexplicably.

Half an hour later, the two came to the branch office.

After arriving at the local area, the two met the general manager of the US branch. Her name was "Zhang Yue". If the Zhang family's seniority was calculated, she was one generation lower than Zhang Yi.

However, Zhang Yue is not very old and is just twenty-five years old this year. However, she is very capable. Not only is she very skilled, she also knows all kinds of guns. In addition, she is also a top student in the finance department.

"Sister Xiaoyu, Brother Xiaoyi, come with me, I have something for you to show you." Zhang Yue took Zhang Yi and the others to an office.

After entering the office, Zhang Yue brought a laptop and placed it in front of the two of them.

The computer screen shows pictures, full of antiques.

“This is all the lots from Jude Kao’s auction.”

"Most of these lots are from our country's things, including many Ming utensils, which were treasures from the Old Summer Palace back then."

"There are many valuables among these treasures."

"Sister Xiaoyu, Brother Xiaoyi, look at this dragon pattern emperor bottle~" Zhang Yue pointed to a bottle. The bottle was about 10 inches high and about 5-6 inches in diameter. There were dense dragon patterns on the bottle body. These dragon patterns not only had a size, but also had clear stripes. In addition, each dragon pattern had a different posture.

"Dragon pattern emperor bottle!" Zhang Yinannan thought.

"Is this from the Kangxi era?" Zhang Yi asked.

"Not bad!" Zhang Yue said: "In the early years, there was a bottle in China called the Ten Thousand Beasts Emperor Bottle. The bottle was finally bought by a collector, and the final transaction price was 1.8 billion."

"Good guy!" Zhang Yi took a deep breath.

"According to my estimate, the value of this bottle is by no means less than that of the Emperor Bottle of Ten Thousand Beasts." Zhang Yue preached with a firm tone.

Zhang Yi frowned and his brain was spinning rapidly.

He was wondering, since he came to the United States, should he take these things back? And these things were all obtained by Jude Kao back then. In a sense, these things belong to China.

"Come back on the photo?"

"This won't work!" And it costs too much money. If possible, then steal or rob.

The last picture is a snake-eyed copper fish.

Zhang Yue continued: "Although the price of snake-eyed copper fish is lower than that of the Dragon Pattern Imperial Bottle, its price has reached about 300 million yuan."

"If you take these two items, you will almost lose all the money in the branch account."

After saying this, Zhang Yue stopped talking.

Zhang Yi was silent for a long time, slowly stood up, and said, "Xiaoyu, you let the headquarters remit 5 billion."

"Brother, have you really thought about it?" Zhang Xiaoyu said nervously.

"Let's do as you do, anyway, I won't pay them a penny at that time."

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't ask much, just nodded to Zhang Yi, then picked up her mobile phone and contacted the country.

Three:20 pm.
To be continued...