This phone call made Yang Dianfeng a little confused.
Although he knew that other people could not take away the things in the system.
For example, the golden urn, which would be returned to him sooner or later.
'Do you think you can snatch things that belonged to the system?'
Hence, yesterday, when the staff said, "This machine had malfunctioned…"
Yang Dianfeng was not worried that his car would not have a good number.
However, he could not help but ask, "Why do you say that? Why do you want me to spare you?
"Wasn't the machine broken? Then, you didn't neglect your duty."
"F*ck, come over here and apologize to Mr. Yang."
On the other end of the phone, there was a commotion. A sound of a woman crying could be heard.
"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, it's all my fault. Quickly come over and fix your number plate.
"You're the boss. I can't afford to offend you. If you don't mind that I have family, I can accompany you for a few nights to make up for it. Please just hurry up and take your number plate..."
Yang Dianfeng could hear a woman's voice at the other end. It was the same female worker who said that the machine was broken yesterday.
After the female worker explained.
Yang Dianfeng finally understood the whole story.
After he left yesterday, the head of the car registration center even praised the female staff member's shrewdness.
However, in just five minutes, someone of authority came. Without any explanation, they immediately took the head away for inspection.
That was not all. When the car registration center inspected the car, due to the staff member's negligence, they actually drove the car into the inspection pit and caused fatalities.
Moreover, it was said that in the center, a Mercedes suddenly exploded, and three staff members were injured.
All of this happened in one day.
It shocked the entire Wutong city.
The leader who was arrested had no heavy punishments at first. However, in a muddle-headed manner, he confessed everything about how he had illegally seized license plates and sold them at a high price throughout the years.
This wave of operation shocked everyone in the car registration center, and everyone was anxious.
They were afraid that some inexplicable disaster would befall them.
Coincidentally, this female employee decided to be patient at work that day.
She checked every detail of the car video and discovered Yang Dianfeng's show at the entrance of the hall. When she saw Yang Dianfeng drive away in the Big G, she spat out a mouthful of coffee on the screen.
"The owner of the Big G came to check the car and draw a number? This is a rare occurrence."
The female employee seemed to have understood something.
She was afraid that she was imagining things. Why was it that after Yang Dianfeng left, one bad thing after another happened?
The machine clearly had no problem, but why was he able to draw triples three times? Where was the connection in all this?
Then, the female employee checked Yang Dianfeng's residence.
She directly ignored his rented house.
When she found out Yang Dianfeng lived next to the palace, she almost fainted.
'Is that a place where ordinary rich people can live?'
She went out to get some fresh air but happened to hear a piece of more shocking news.
His buying of the Big G actually stole the limelight from Young Master Zhao.
'Young Master Zhao, isn't he someone that even the boss of the car registration center had to kneel to?'
Thinking of this, many things connected. The female employee seemed to understand the cause and effect, and she directly went to the leader to explain everything.
When the leader heard this, he stood up with his mouth agape.
Then, he made a series of phone calls, but he could not get through.
Just as he was ready to personally visit Yang Dianfeng since his calls were not going through...
The call connected.
In truth, all the leaders and employees of the center were overthinking.
All of it was pure coincidence.
"Ah, is that so? I'll send you the address. Send me the license plate. I just got up," Yang Dianfeng said.
'What else could the other party say? Did they dare say no?'
He hung up the phone.
"Elder Wu!
"Elder Wu!"
Yang Dianfeng called twice in a row, but no one answered.
"Sigh, the yard and the house are too big. It's not that good either."
Yang Dianfeng put on his clothes and went out of the door. He went straight to the last study in the yard.
Sure enough, he saw the old butler and a few old men studying the wooden bed.
The few old men even cried out in surprise from time to time.
One of the old men was a golden-haired foreigner.
"Elder Wu, what are you doing?"
Yang Dianfeng said lazily.
"Ah, guys, come here for a moment. This is my master."
Elder Wu quickly called his friends over and introduced them to Yang Dianfeng.
"Master, this is Mr. Smith. He is a collector and is famous in the world."
Then, he looked at a person with an eastern face and said, "This is Mr. Duanmu, an expert who specializes in plants."
The two knew that the young man in front of them was extraordinary, so they quickly bowed.
"What are you guys studying?"
Yang Dianfeng said.
"Studying the origin of the wood on this bed."
The three of them said at the same time.
Yang Dianfeng went to a table and sat down. There were tea leaves and boiling water on the table.
He slowly brewed a pot of tea and said, "What have you come up with? Isn't it just agarwood? What is there to study?"
"Mr. Yang, this agarwood is sold by the gram.
"With such a big bed, the amount of wood used would probably be around 300 kilograms.
"Even if it's ordinary agarwood, this bed would be worth hundreds of millions."
Smith's words were logical, and Duanmu nodded repeatedly.
Yang Dianfeng put down the teacup, pursed his lips, and gently touched his nose.
"Is that so? What's the big deal?
"Isn't it still a bed?"
Elder Wu and the two experts looked at each other.
'Isn't it just a bed? Isn't that too casual?'
It was extravagant even for a real prince to sleep on a bed that was worth hundreds of millions.
"Also, Mr. Yang, the age of your agarwood bed has left us a little confused.
"The only thing we can be sure of is that this agarwood bed is definitely not decades old. It has to be at least a hundred years old."
Yang Dianfeng roared in his heart, 'F*ck you, aren't you a little long-winded? Do you think I don't know about agarwood?"
Yang Dianfeng knew.
Among the different types of wood, agarwood was equivalent to gold.
The market value of decade-old agarwood was similar to gold, which was 400 yuan per gram.
Hundred-year-old agarwood was ten times the value of gold, which was more than 4,000 yuan per gram.
Moreover, the hundred-year-old agarwood he had was even more priceless.
In terms of a hundred-year-old wood, it was 4,000 yuan for one gram. How many grams were in 300 kilograms? 150,000 grams.
What kind of concept was that? A bed of agarwood costs 600 million...
A bed worth 600 million, who could afford it?
Moreover, it was only estimated that the bed was made of 100-year-old agarwood.
If it was 1,000-year-old agarwood, the price would be ten times higher per gram.
"Isn't this too f*cking extravagant? Is this how the Constitution of the European Emperor works?"
Yesterday, when he looked at the five million on his phone, it still felt like a relatively large amount, but now he realized that it was just a small amount.
The bed he owned was likely to exceed one billion yuan. How could he have so little money in his account? This did not fit his identity.
Just then, Elder Wu's phone rang.
Elder Wu looked at Yang Dianfeng and said, "Master, someone outside said they are from the car registration center."
"Oh, I asked them to come. Let them in," Yang Dianfeng said casually.