Soon, the group drove to the nearby vehicle management office. After Shen Fei slipped over a 500 Canadian dollar tip, the driver verification process, which normally takes a week to complete, was finished in just one hour.

The staff in the middle even pretended to have Shen Fei drive the vehicle around the wooden stakes in the courtyard.

By the time everything was done, it was already 6 p.m.

The setting sun was about to disappear behind the mountains, turning the horizon a fiery red.

"Boss, my house isn't far away. How about I take you to my place for dinner?"

Pete seemed somewhat excited.

He lives in the city and drives to and from get off work every day, a round trip of one hour, which is quite tiring.

Shen Fei's expression suddenly darkened, and he abruptly asked, "What did that salesperson mean when he made a '2' gesture to you?"

Pete's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of embarrassment.

After a brief hesitation, he gritted his teeth, took out a 200 Canadian dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to Shen Fei. "Boss, there's a rule here: if a regular customer brings a new customer to buy a car, they will receive a commission once the deal is closed."

"But don't worry, I've thoroughly checked your car, and its condition is absolutely genuine."

Shen Fei glanced at Pete's blushing face, then smiled again. "I won't be visiting your house. You should go back now. Don't forget to go to work in Kaohai Town tomorrow."

"Also, consider this 200 Canadian dollars a gift from me to your child."

Pete's anxious heart immediately brightened, and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Thank you, boss!"

Shen Fei's meaning was simple: you can accept the money that's rightfully yours, but don't hide it from me.

He didn't want to be treated like a fool.

After breaking up with Pete, Shen Fei took advantage of the time he still had and got a new mobile phone number in the city, and also bought a Huawei P20 phone.

The Huawei P20, which originally costs just over 5000 yuan in China, is selling for 1400 Canadian dollars here, which is about 7000 yuan according to the exchange rate.

It's really not cheap.

The reason he wanted to buy a Huawei P20 was because the phone shoots very clear videos, a unique technology in the world.

Production at Dasheng Fishery has not yet started, but Shenfei has already begun to consider sales channels.

Once they've built up their short video platform, they might just become internet celebrities and influencers who drive sales.

Shenyang Aircraft Corporation's goal is clear: to target the world's largest Asian market.

Of course, that's a matter for the future.

When Shen Fei drove back to the manor in Kaohai Town from the city, he found James still waiting for him in the lobby on the first floor.

"Boss, dinner is ready, it's Chinese food again."

James pulled out a chair for Shen Fei, who didn't stand on ceremony and sat down at the table to take a sip of herbal tea.

James continued to stand aside and report, "The network contract has been signed, and the labor cost of over 700 Canadian dollars has already been paid in advance."

"I had the house cleaning done again this afternoon, both upstairs and downstairs, and the blankets were aired out. It cost more than 500 Canadian dollars, and I paid for the labor myself."

"very good!"

Shen Fei nodded and handed over the 5000 Canadian dollars in cash. "Deduct the money you paid from this. Also, go to the supermarket tomorrow to buy some fresh ingredients. It would be best to have vegetables with every meal. Thank you for your hard work."

"I also bought some Chinese seasonings, especially Lao Gan Ma chili sauce. Adding a little when stir-frying makes it especially fragrant."

"I know!"

James smiled and nodded.

Shen Fei handed over the car keys, "Uncle James, thank you for waiting so long and for keeping you from getting off work. You can take my car home; it'll be quick to drive back tomorrow."

"From now on, I'll leave the car keys in the lobby on the first floor. You can drive to and from get off work every day. It's getting late, so you can leave the dishes for tomorrow."

"Thank you, boss!"

James took the car keys and bowed again.

He then meticulously removed his apron and walked out of the hall with his back straight.

Shen Fei glanced at the other person's back and felt that there was a bit of distance between him and this head butler, but there was nothing he could do, they would get used to it over time.

After eating and drinking his fill, he was the only one left in the entire manor.

Shen Fei's emotions surged again.

When it was time to open the blind boxes, what kind of treasures awaited him inside those two oak boxes?

Shen Fei took a flashlight, found a small trailer in the warehouse, and went to the lakeside reeds where he had previously hidden things. He went into the water and dragged the two oak crates ashore.

He then cautiously looked around for a while, but apart from the cold wind by the lake and the stars in the sky, he didn't see a single thing.

He huffed and puffed as he dragged the two oak crates to his living room, nervously closed and locked the door, and then laboriously moved the crates to the living room on the second floor.

Compared to the bustling first floor, the second floor is Shen Fei's private area, and apart from James, no one else usually comes up there.

After only half a day, the living room and master bedroom outside had been cleaned and tidied up, so the 500 yuan housekeeping fee was definitely worth it.

Shen Fei found a small knife and pried open the smaller oak box.

My breathing became tense.

His eyes were wide open, staring unblinkingly into the box.

Whether they live a life of luxury or continue to starve depends on this vote.

Inside was a roll of paintings wrapped in a plastic bag.

"antique?"

Shen Fei opened the plastic bag with a puzzled look on his face.

Because they were well sealed, these paintings are in relatively good condition.

The first painting is a sketch of a poplar grove. The poplars are well-drawn, giving a sense of the trees swaying in the wind.

Shen Fei first checked the author's signature.

Whether this thing is valuable or not, what it depicts is not important; the main thing is who the artist is.

To my surprise, there was no name in the signature area below; it was just marked with the three letters "aap".

"Who is this expert again?"

Shen Fei was somewhat annoyed.

He then looked through several other paintings and finally figured out who the master painter was.

It turns out this person's name is Arthur-asho-pinaji, Arthur-pinaji.

"I don't know him!"

Shen Fei's heart skipped a beat; he felt somewhat unwilling.

This guy is definitely not some big shot.

Although Shen Fei majored in foreign languages ​​in college, he still knew several big names in the European and American art world.

I don't expect you to be one of the three top masters like Picasso, Van Gogh, or Monet, but you should at least be a well-known celebrity.

Otherwise, how can Canada, with its less than 100-year history, make money?

Undeterred, Shen Fei continued to focus his attention on the second painting.

It's actually a realistic portrait of a red-haired woman.

The red-haired woman was depicted with such lifelike curves that Shen Fei was aroused. The problem was that the artist wasn't a celebrity, so it was all for naught.

What Arthur Pinarjan?

Do you think you're the Titanic?!

Shen Fei's heart sank further.

It almost sank to the bottom of the valley.

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