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Chapter 215 Analysis(1/3)

of polar opposites

"Sir, you really don't want to think about it?

I'm willing to pay 100,000 marks!" the other party requested persistently.

"Sir, how about this! I will draw another one for you tomorrow morning after I have regained my energy. I really plan to keep this one for myself!" Zhang Junping looked at the middle-aged man who was speaking. He was of medium height.

of white people.

He is 1.75 meters tall, which can only be regarded as an average height among white people. He maintains a very good figure. To be able to maintain such a figure at this age is a self-disciplined person.

With yellow hair and blue eyes, Zhang Jun cannot tell whether he is good-looking or not.

"Sir, my name is Kevin Cranston. I am on a business trip to Munich and will leave tomorrow, so I ask you to help me sell this painting of the Virgin Mary to me!

My family are all devout Christians, and your painting of the Virgin Mary is the best I have ever seen!

If only my family knew that I came across such an excellent painting but missed it.

They will definitely complain about me!

Help me! I’ll give you 200,000 marks!" Kevin Cranston is a very good talker and his words are very convincing.

Looking at Kevin Cranston's business card, Zhang Junping finally chose adult beauty.

I sold the oil painting of Virgin Mary I had just painted to the other party.

With a check for 200,000 marks, Zhang Junping left Marienplatz.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Junping suddenly regretted that he still had to pay taxes on the 200,000 yuan.

As we all know, Prussia's national welfare is very high, but the corresponding taxes are also very heavy.

Even if Zhang Junping is not a Prussian, as long as he earns income in Prussia, he will have to pay taxes in Prussia.

Just hand it over, which is eighty or ninety thousand marks, to leave a good impression on Prussia.

Compared to the oil paintings worth at least one billion euros and the fragments of experience gifted by those oil paintings, this is just a drop in the bucket.

Zhang Junping comforted himself.

We didn't catch the chairman again today.

However, he caught another big fish, Kevin Cranston, the director of the Prussian Continental Technology Research and Development Department.

Although Kevin Cranston didn't say it, when he came to Munich, he naturally came for the BMW.

Not many people may know about Continental, but many people should know about its products.

Continental Tires, the world's third largest tire manufacturer.

When he got the business card, Zhang Junping didn't say much, he just took it politely and said that he didn't have a business card.

Again, it's too early to say anything now.

wait!

On the morning of Zhang Junping’s fourth day in Munich, after breakfast, Zhang Junping rode his bicycle to Nymphenburg.

Nymphenburg Castle in Munich is also a must-visit attraction.

There are Baroque-style palaces, towering ancient trees, rivers and lakes. Human civilization and nature are perfectly integrated. The entire Nymphenburg Castle is full of harmony.

Zhang Junping likes it here very much. When he stays here, he feels peaceful.

I stayed here for a day and painted three oil paintings. I took the oil paintings back to the hotel in the evening.

After enjoying the skills of the three-star Michelin chef, Zhang Junping returned to the room and started putting on makeup.

Today, he has changed his makeup again. He is no longer white, but a European with a healthy wheat complexion.

Her blond hair is a little messy, but even more charming, and her dark eyes are deep and charming.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhang Junping muttered narcissistically: "It's really a waste to go to a dirty place like a bar with such a charming face!"

After all, Zhang Junping put on makeup and quietly left the hotel.

Walked to Eddie's Bar.

This bar is named after the boss.

Zhang Junping went directly to the second floor, the same room as last time, without disturbing the people in the bar.

Push the door open and go in.

There was only Eddie inside, and two naked women.

Eddie's pants were taken off to the crooks of his legs and he was sitting on the sofa receiving service.

Zhang Junping walked into the room, and the two women immediately let out a burst of piercing screams.

"Who! Mad! I don't know I'm here..." Eddie, who was disturbed, opened his mouth and cursed.

"Oh! I'm sorry for disturbing your good things!" Zhang Junping touched his nose and said he was sorry, but he didn't show any embarrassment at all.

He pulled up a chair and stood opposite Eddie with a smile.

"Who are you?" Eddie took out a gun from under the sofa cushion and pointed it at Zhang Junping.

"Three days ago, you took a gold brick from me, and today I'm here to get the news." Zhang Junping didn't even look at the gun in Eddie's hand, he leaned on the chair and said relaxedly.

"Who are you……"

"How's it going? Aren't I handsome in this outfit?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.

"..." Eddie finally confirmed that the person in front of him was the mysterious man from three days ago.

Seeing that Zhang Junping seemed to be a different person, I didn't dare to have other ideas.

He waved his hands and drove the two women out of the room.

"Sir, according to what you said, we found a total of fifteen old people who agreed to the conditions.

Because I don’t know any further information, I can’t determine which one you are looking for.” Eddie honestly told Zhang Junping the information he had investigated.

"Very good! Tell me the addresses of those fifteen people." Zhang Junping said expressionlessly.

"Okay! This is the address of those fifteen people." Eddie took out the book he had prepared and handed it to Zhang Junping.

It not only contains the addresses of fifteen people, but also the movements of these fifteen people in the past three days.

With these, it is easier for Zhang Junping to make judgments.

"You did a good job, I'm very satisfied.

This incident has never happened. If I hear any news about this incident, you know the consequences!" Zhang Junping took the notebook, put down a sentence, and left directly.

Didn't even listen to Eddie's assurances behind him.

After Zhang Junping left, Eddie quickly summoned his younger brothers who knew about the incident, "Okay! That incident is over!"

From now on, just pretend this never happened.

If anyone drinks and can't control his drunkenness, I will stuff the bottle into his stomach."

"Boss..."

"Until now, no more words are allowed, including anything about that person. I don't want to hear a word!" Eddie said fiercely.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Junping took off his makeup, took a shower, and began to study the notebook containing fifteen old people.

Zhang Junping took one look at the first one and directly rejected his possibility.

Zhang Junping cursed secretly, didn't he tell him that he was looking for a man?

The second one is a bit interesting.

Childless and a widower, you go to Marienplatz every day and stare at the statue of the Virgin Mary in a daze?

Well, this should not be the case.

This is obviously an old man waiting to die.

The third one, too, was an old widowed woman.

The fourth one, Zhang Junping narrowed his eyes, this one looked very similar.

I live in seclusion every day and usually go out either to buy food or wine.

At other times, I rarely go out.

This is more in line with the characteristics of the treasure guardian.

The fifth one is also a bit suspicious. He has no source of income and lives alone. He eats at a nearby restaurant every day and has a drink at a nearby bar at night. He never interacts with outsiders.

Zhang Junping screened fifteen people, six unlikely old women came out, and nine people were left.

Although there are four others that can basically be ruled out, Zhang Junping did not rule them out.

In the next few days, Zhang Junping personally followed up and investigated the remaining nine people.

He even ventured into their room, but found nothing.

None of these nine people were the ones he wanted to find.
To be continued...
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