The presidents of the other three major associations, as well as some of his close friends, had basically all come to congratulate him.
But he was present at the time; it couldn't have been stolen then.
Moreover, all these paintings were in a safe that required not only a key but also a password. How could it have been so easily opened?
"Should we check the surveillance?" he suggested tentatively.
Jiang Wenshan's eyelids twitched, and his anger cooled down instantly. He had actually forgotten about the surveillance in his rage.
He immediately turned on the computer and pulled up the surveillance, only to discover that it had been destroyed.
"It seems they came prepared," Jiang Wenshan scoffed, "The older, the wiser. Did they really think there was only one surveillance camera?"
Yun Yue sat calmly on the sofa, head bowed, silently counting the time.
Half a minute later, there was silence on the other end, and two people stared at the computer screen in disbelief.
