After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Chapter 113 The Whereabouts of the Genuine

Upon hearing this, Sun Sheng's expression suddenly turned somewhat ugly.

His eyes flickered, and he stammered, "This...Mr. Yuan, you also know that this kind of thing can't be rushed..."

"I'm still waiting for news..."

"Waiting for news?" Jiang Shiyuan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of displeasure in his tone, "Boss Sun, you are not trying to fool me, are you?"

"I have already paid 5,000 French francs as a cooperation deposit. If Boss Sun doesn't keep his word, you should think carefully about whether you can afford the consequences!"

"This..." A layer of fine beads of sweat seeped out of Sun Sheng's forehead. He looked around for help, but found that the craftsmen all lowered their heads, pretending that they heard nothing.

"Mr. Yuan, don't worry, I haven't contacted him yet..." Sun Sheng wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with a stiff face.

"Can't get in touch?" Jiang Shiyuan's tone sank, pressing on step by step, "Could it be that the force that holds the authentic imperial seal can be on par with us, the Japanese?"

"Even..." Jiang Shiyuan deliberately lowered his voice and said word by word: "Currently more powerful than our Japanese forces?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Sheng's face turned pale.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Jiang Shiyuan became more certain of his guess.

She continued to probe calmly, "Could it be the power behind the French Concession or the International Settlement?"

"If it's them, we Japanese really can't intervene easily..."

Jiang Shiyuan's words seemed to be a soliloquy, but in fact he was setting a trap for Sun Sheng.

She deliberately targeted the French Concession and the International Settlement just to test his reaction.

Sure enough, when Sun Sheng heard the words "French Concession" and "International Settlement", his pupils suddenly shrank and a look of panic flashed across his face.

Although this trace of panic was fleeting, it was still caught by the sharp-eyed Jiang Shiyuan.

"Hmph, it seems my guess is correct!" Jiang Shiyuan's beautiful eyes turned and she said in her heart.

Then, under the guise of the Inoue Mansion and the Japanese forces behind it, she put pressure on Sun Sheng again, and he finally revealed the truth.

"Yes, it's the French Concession!" Sun Sheng's voice trembled slightly, as if someone was strangling his throat, and he uttered a few words with difficulty.

"To be precise, it is... the Consulate of the Romantic Country in the French Concession!" Sun Sheng blurted out everything as if he was risking his life.

"Consulate?" Jiang Shiyuan raised his eyebrows and said to himself, "As expected."

"Why do they want to cooperate with you?" Jiang Shiyuan frowned and asked calmly.

"They... they want to make some fake copies of the imperial seal, and then sell them to the dignitaries in Shanghai at high prices, and make huge profits from it!"

"As for the income from the sale of the replica of the imperial seal, we will split it 60% with the consulate..."

"Oh? I see." Jiang Shiyuan curled his lips into a sneer, and in his heart he sneered at the greedy faces of these foreigners.

"What about the real thing? Do they have the real thing?"

"This... I don't know about this." Sun Sheng shook his head, his eyes flickering.

"They just said they needed a replica, and then gave us the detailed information, photos and rubbings of the imperial seal. We didn't know anything else."

Jiang Shiyuan's expression froze, and he asked in a deep voice, "Besides the Imperial Seal, have they asked you to copy other cultural relics?"

Sun Sheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said honestly: "There are also some porcelains from the Song and Yuan dynasties, but none of them are as well-known as the Imperial Seal."

Jiang Shiyuan nodded, and his tone softened a little.

"Well, since you are so cooperative, Inoue Mansion will keep its promise and protect you in the future."

"Oh, thank you Mr. Yuan! Thank you Inoue Mansion!" Upon hearing this, Sun Sheng felt as if he had been pardoned and nodded repeatedly.

"But..." Jiang Shiyuan dragged out the last syllable, staring at Sun Sheng sharply, "You still have to introduce me to the contact person at the consulate."

"Introduce a contact person?" Sun Sheng was stunned and hesitated.

"What? You don't want to?" Jiang Shiyuan's tone sank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"No...no, I do!" Sun Sheng was frightened by her eyes and quickly nodded in agreement.

"Very good." Jiang Shiyuan nodded with satisfaction, and then walked deeper into the factory with steady steps.

Upon seeing this, Sun Sheng hurriedly followed, feeling uneasy, not knowing what would be waiting for him.

Inside the factory, various carving and polishing machines are roaring and craftsmen are busy working.

Jiang Shiyuan walked around the factory and memorized its layout and scale.

Then she said proudly, "Based on the current scale of your factory and your imitation skills, I am quite satisfied."

"That's all for today's tour. Let's go back!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Yuan, follow me!" Sun Sheng felt relieved and hurriedly nodded and bowed to lead Jiang Shiyuan out of the factory.

Before leaving, Sun Sheng was particularly considerate and gave Jiang Shiyuan an exquisite replica of a sky-blue Ru kiln porcelain vase as a souvenir.

Jiang Shiyuan did not refuse, and then got into Sun Sheng's car and returned to the urban area of ​​Shanghai after a bumpy ride.

In the carriage, Jiang Shiyuan closed his eyes and rested, but his mind was working rapidly.

"The Consulate General of the Romantic Country..." Jiang Shiyuan said secretly, with a gleam in his eyes.

She clenched her palms and thought to herself, "It seems that we need to meet the contact person at the consulate as soon as possible."

"If they secretly transport the imperial seal out of China, it will be extremely difficult to get it back!"

The black Ford car was parked steadily on the side of the road, but Jiang Shiyuan did not get out immediately.

"Boss Sun, I hope you can arrange a meeting between me and the contact person at the consulate as soon as possible." Jiang Shiyuan turned his head and spoke in an unquestionable tone.

Sun Sheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled, "Don't worry, Mr. Yuan, I will arrange it as soon as possible, definitely as soon as possible!"

"I don't like to drag things out. Three days, I want to see you within three days!"

Jiang Shiyuan said coldly, opened the car door, and left without looking back.

After watching Jiang Shiyuan's figure disappear from his sight, Sun Sheng let out a long sigh and slumped down in the car seat.

"This Mr. Yuan is becoming increasingly difficult to fool..."

He muttered softly and asked the driver to start the car, turn it around and drive in the opposite direction.

Jiang Shiyuan drove a black Citroen parked in an alley not far from Tianxiang Teahouse to Sui'an for customization.

She parked the car near the back door and walked through it to the backyard as if she was familiar with the route.

Gu Fangxun was sitting in the small courtyard at this time. Seeing Jiang Shiyuan come in, she put down her teacup and took the initiative to pour a cup of fragrant tea for her.

"How's it going, Xiaoyuan? Did you gain anything important from visiting the Hydra factory today?"