Daily Intelligence System: Financial Independence-Chapter 177 - 128: Patek Philippe Makes a Move, the Pickled Vegetable Jar Acquired!

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Chapter 177: Chapter 128: Patek Philippe Makes a Move, the Pickled Vegetable Jar Acquired!

Buying ladders again, changing curtains.

After some fuss, when Jiang Tao went downstairs and returned to the car, it was already noon.

He lit a cigarette and took a puff.

Jiang Tao didn’t rush to start the car and leave.

He reached into another pocket and pulled out a pack of Liqun cigarettes.

Opening the pack, inside were a few strands of hair Zhang Chao had pulled from his own head last night.

A few strands of roughly four to five centimeters long black hair, curled and twisted.

If Jiang Tao hadn’t seen him pull them out of his head with his own eyes,

he would have thought they were from some peculiar part of the body.

Securing the pack, a thought crossed Jiang Tao’s mind, and he opened the intelligence update concerning Zhang Chao he’d refreshed earlier.

[Past Intelligence 02]:

You had contact with Zhang Chao yesterday and obtained relevant information—

Zhang Chao was originally the long-lost youngest son of Xia Hualiangzi, the boss in Beijing.

Helping Zhang Chao reunite with his biological father could earn you a 1 million yuan cash reward from his father!

Jiang Tao focused his attention on the words "Xia Hualiangzi boss," which were in a darker shade.

The next moment, another piece of information appeared on his retina.

[Wang Minglong: Phone 188XXXX8888!]

After obtaining Wang Minglong’s phone number, Jiang Tao hesitated for a moment before dialing.

Beep beep beep—

After ringing for more than ten seconds, the call finally connected, and a rich baritone voice was heard from the other side.

"Hello, this is Wang Minglong."

"Hello, President Wang. I have some information about the missing son you’re looking for. Are you interested?"

Jiang Tao didn’t beat around the bush with Wang Minglong and got straight to the point.

"..."

After pondering for a long while, the other side finally said:

"Where did you get my phone number? The number on the reward notice isn’t this one."

"Isn’t that irrelevant?"

"I have a few strands of your son’s hair here. I’ll have someone use a delivery service to send it over later, and you can use it for DNA verification."

"I need an address from you now."

"Deliver it to our company, the address is Dongcheng District..."

Wang Minglong was very cautious and didn’t give Jiang Tao a private address, only the company address.

After getting the address, Jiang Tao didn’t linger on the conversation.

He immediately called a courier to deliver the package for him.

After resolving the matter with Zhang Chao,

Jiang Tao looked for a clean and hygienic small restaurant near the neighborhood.

He ordered a dish of boiled meat slices and a large portion of rice.

After a simple lunch, Jiang Tao drove straight to Pan Garden.

First, he wanted to patrol around, hoping to trigger some intelligence in this field.

Jiang Tao couldn’t believe that after so long, he had never scored a lucky find.

Secondly, he wanted to ask Zhang Bo if there were any luxury watch sales channels.

Ever since he stumbled upon four gold bars in Zhang Bo’s social circle feed last time,

Jiang Tao had been browsing his feed daily, treating him as a source of experience.

After some recent interactions,

Jiang Tao had gained a certain understanding of Zhang Bo’s family business. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Though the name was Boya Auction House, it rarely held auctions in recent years.

The items they sold were also quite varied.

Ceramics, ancient coins, calligraphy and paintings, jewelry, luxury watches, etc., a bit of everything.

They had their own supply sources and also acted as agents for friends, earning commissions.

Jiang Tao was completely a novice when it came to watches.

With Zhang Bo being a somewhat familiar acquaintance,

when he thought of selling a watch, his first thought was naturally Zhang Bo.

After recent interactions, Zhang Bo had left a good impression on Jiang Tao, feeling he could get along with this guy.

Beyond business dealings, they could be friends in everyday life; the more friends, the more paths.

From Longze Garden, after about an hour’s drive, the Mercedes GSL drove into a paid open-air parking lot near the Pan Garden Antiques Market.

After parking, Jiang Tao got out and retrieved a box in a shopping bag from the trunk, heading straight toward Antique Street.

Having been there many times, Jiang Tao was quite familiar with the place.

About a 7-minute walk brought him to the entrance of Boya Auction House.

As usual, the store was deserted, with not a single person inside.

Zhang Bo was leisurely sipping tea behind a tea table set in the shop.

To be honest, Jiang Tao sometimes envied people in Zhang Bo’s line of work.

Easily making money.

Of course, in this line of work, besides a vast network of contacts, you also need strong financial backing.

The threshold for this business is quite high, not something an average person can handle.

"Yo! Brother Jiang! You’re here! Sorry for not welcoming you from afar!"

"You didn’t give a heads-up, so I could have come to greet you."

Upon seeing Jiang Tao at the door, Zhang Bo quickly stood up with a smile, welcoming him warmly.

Especially seeing Jiang Tao not coming empty-handed today, holding a shopping bag, Zhang Bo was even more enthusiastic.

He probably figured Brother Jiang had brought something good again, another business opportunity for him!

Recently, Zhang Bo had closed several deals thanks to Jiang Tao.

From attractive banknotes to Mellow beads, and then the Yuan Shikai coinage and that natural bezoar and the blue and white bowl.

Zhang Bo had made almost 400,000 yuan from items Jiang Tao provided!

Therefore, he naturally treated Jiang Tao, this valuable client, with the utmost courtesy.

"Business doing well recently, Zhang Bo? I see you’re glowing, must have made quite a fortune again."

Jiang Tao cheerfully greeted Zhang Bo, not bothering with formalities.

He plopped down opposite the tea table, placing the shopping bag on top.

"Haha, we’re just running a small business, making small money, nothing compared to you, Brother Jiang!"