Facing the camera lens, the old Crouff in a dirty jacket smiled like a fool, baring a mouth of big yellow teeth, and as he was interviewed, he peeked his eyes into the furrow on the chest of the blonde female reporter who interviewed him.

The female reporter interviewing Kruf is young and beautiful, with long blond hair and a hot body, and is an on-camera news reporter for Wisna City TV.

High heels, black pencil pants, and a white shirt show the reporter's good figure at once, especially the buttons of the female reporter's chest shirt, which are tightened in front of the camera, making people worry about whether the two buttons will be stretched at any time.

"Mr. Crouff, they all say that you are the lucky one, you sold a piece of obsidian that no one else wants, and sold it for a million, can you tell us about it?" The beautiful reporter of the TV station didn't seem to notice Crouff's sinister gaze, and was still doing an interview for Crouff very professionally.

"Well, that's right...... "Crouff's gaze finally changed to a different place, he took out a newspaper from the city of Wisna and pointed to an advertisement in the newspaper," That day, I saw in this newspaper that there was not an obsidian art museum in our city, and the art museum also placed an advertisement in the newspaper, saying that it would buy different styles and types of obsidian sculptures at a high price, and then I happened to find a place where there was an obsidian, so I sent the obsidian to see if I could exchange some money, and then I didn't expect that the director of the art museum saw the stone I sent and gave me 1 million ......."

"1 million, is it cash?"

"Yes, of course ......"

"Can you show the audience in front of our TV?"

"Just look, it's a lot of money, I'm going to put it in the bank in a minute......"

"Let's see, I think a lot of viewers in front of the TV want to see if it's true......"

"Okay......"

Under the camera, Crouff opened a suitcase in his hand, and all of a sudden, a dozen dozen brand-new banknotes appeared in front of everyone, Crouff also picked up a dozen banknotes and showed them, put them in front of his nose and sniffed, "The smell of this banknote is amazing, I'm going back to treat those old guys from the stove tavern to have a good drink......"

"Oh my God, it's a million, it's a lot of money, can I ask, Mr. Crouff, what did you do before?" Looking at the money in Crouff's box, the beautiful reporter's eyes also lit up, and she continued to ask.

"I don't have much work, I usually pick up scraps, or help people do some temporary work, wash cars or something......"

"Can you tell me where that obsidian of yours came from?"

"That piece of obsidian was picked up from the garbage heap, I thought it was garbage, I thought it would be good to be able to exchange it for a few dozens, but I didn't expect that obsidian to be exchanged for a million ......"

"Can you take us to see that obsidian you picked up?"

"Of course, it's on display in that museum right now......"

The camera flickered, and the reporter followed Crouff into the museum that had been converted from a flour mill, and then Crouff took the reporter to a display case in the museum that was covered by glass and brightly lit like a display jewel, pointed to an ugly stone inside, and said proudly, "Well, this is the obsidian I found from the garbage heap......

The camera's lens suddenly focused on the obsidian, and there was a close-up.

Under the lens, the obsidian is really not much, but it is big enough, estimated to weigh dozens of kilograms, and the pitch-black stone surface has been corroded by something, and there are yellow-brown markings, like a ravine in the black hills......

To be honest, this thing, thrown into the garbage heap, may not be picked up, but at this moment, I heard that this thing is worth 1 million, and it is solemnly placed in the display case of the museum, under the light, it seems a little mysterious.

"It's just this ordinary obsidian, it seems to have been corroded by something, and it was sold for one million in this obsidian museum, the price is really amazing, I think the audience in front of the TV should be as curious as me, wondering why someone is willing to pay one million to buy such a stone, let's go interview Mr. Xia Xing, the director of this obsidian art museum......"

As the camera changed, Wang Wuyun, wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses, appeared in front of the female reporter.

"Mr. Xia, may I ask, why do you think this obsidian is worth a million ......?"

"Because in my eyes, that obsidian has a kind of artistic beauty that has been cut off...... "In front of the camera, Wang Wuyun behaves like an artist full of artistic temperament, talking in a serious manner, oh, no, it's nonsense.

"This obsidian is a natural rough stone, but it is this rough stone, I don't know for what reason, it has been corroded by strong acid, it should be someone accidentally sprinkled some strong acid on this stone, in your eyes, what you see may be a corroded stone, and in my eyes, on this stone, what I see is the conflict and separation between nature and the achievements of industrial civilization of human society, our industrial civilization, is corroding nature, and nature is resisting in its own way, this is a unique form of postmodern artistic expression, I like it very much, so after Mr. Crouff sent this obsidian, I gave Mr. Crouff a million ......"

"Are you an artist?" The beautiful reporter looked at Wang Wuyun, her eyes were glowing - a rich young artist who was willing to spend a million on an inexplicable piece of obsidian, many women would probably be interested.

"Yes, I am an artist, and I am particularly fond of obsidian sculptures, which are both my exhibition hall and my studio, so I created the first obsidian art gallery in the Far Eastern Republic in Wiesna, where I hope to collect and exhibit some obsidian works of unique beauty......"

"I see that there are already some obsidian sculptures here......"

"Yes, these are all things I've collected these days......"

"May I ask, how much did you spend on the sculpture in this cupboard?" asked the beautiful reporter, pointing to another display case next to it, where there was no obsidian pig's head carved in particular.

"I spent 200,000 yuan to collect this obsidian pig's head, which was collected from the neighboring city of Uzair, and I personally went to the city of Uzair for this sculpture......"

"Is it a sculpture of a famous artist?"

"It's not a master's work, it's just the work of an ordinary student who graduated from an art college, but I think it's very special, and it's very creative in some details and the use of colors......"

"You're still collecting these obsidian sculptures?"

"Yes, I've been collecting these obsidian sculptures, different sculptures will give me different inspirations, and I want to fill this pavilion ......"

"Are you creating obsidian sculptures yourself?"

"Yes!" Wang Wuyun nodded.

"Can you show us your work?"

"Can ......"

Followed by reporters and cameras, Wang Wuyun took the reporter to a sculpture studio behind the art museum, where various carving tools were placed, and in the middle of the studio, there was a huge obsidian more than a person high, and in the middle of the obsidian, a vivid baby's face and half of the arms had been carved......

"Mr. Xia Xing, is this your work?"

Wang Wuyun pushed his eyes, "Yes, it's just not finished yet, after it's finished, I will put it in the art museum to exhibit......"

"I have to say, the life of a rich and talented artist is really enviable, okay, thank you Mr. Xia Xing for the interview......" The female reporter with the microphone laughed.

"You're welcome ......"

"Audience in front of the TV, if you have any strange obsidian sculpture collection at home, you can try it here, maybe something worthless in your opinion, in the eyes of Mr. Xia Xing, is a priceless treasure, to be honest, I am going to go back to my attic to have a look, I remember that there is a little thing in my grandfather's attic that my grandfather collected......"

The TV picture disappeared by this time......

It was a brand-new office, and Wang Wuyun sat on a large boss chair and calmly put the remote control of the TV on the table.

"Boss, I'm doing a good job...... "Old Crouff was also in the office, having just finished watching the interview with Wang Wuyun.

"Well, that's good!" Wang Wuyun said, taking out two stacks of 10,000 yuan bills from the drawer of his office and throwing them directly to Old Crouff.

Old Crouff took the bill and smiled, "Thank you, boss......"

"How's it going about what I asked you to inquire about?"

"There's no news yet, but there's a clue, yesterday I met for a drink with an old friend who had been involved in the riot two years ago, and he said he seemed to have heard that two years ago some people burned down their villas outside Sarah......"

"Well, keep asking!"

"Boss, there's one thing ......"

"You say!"

"If this news is released, I'm afraid those people in the tax bureau will find me and ask me to pay taxes, those people in the tax bureau are veritable vampires, I really get this million, and I have to pay hundreds of thousands of ...... in taxes."

"Don't worry, when the time comes, Lawyer Ao Jin will arrange a lawsuit with you to fight for the ownership of that obsidian, and then make a big news, you don't have to worry about this ...... until the result of the lawsuit comes out."

Old Crouff finally breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully put the money Wang Wuyun gave him in the pocket of his clothes, "Okay, boss, I'm leaving......"

"Well, go ahead!"

Old Crouff picked up one of his hats, then bowed and left.

After the old Kruf left, Wang Wuyun closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, he had been here for so long, he had to try the trick of buying horse bones with his daughter.

Since you can't find it, let's see if you can get someone to send it to your door.

In such a modern society, the most powerful thing is not a secret method, but money, as long as there is money, many problems can be solved.

Less than a minute after the elder Crouff left, there was a knock on the door outside his office.

"Come in ......"

Yu Haidong walked in, Yu Haidong at this time was obviously much more capable than when he had just followed Wang Wuyun, he walked up to Wang Wuyun and handed over a document to Wang Wuyun, "Sir, according to your request, these media and websites and celebrities will broadcast and comment on this news, plus the cost of news marketing companies, the public relations costs of these media and websites this time cost a total of more than 11 million, the popularity of this news will continue for a while, and the entire Far Eastern Republic can cover ......"

Wang Wuyun looked at the list in his hand, the list was the names of various media and some celebrities in the Far Eastern Republic, and there was a public relations fee behind each name.

"Okay, hard work, did you find the person you found to fight the lawsuit with old Crouff?"

"I found it, it's my cousin, very reliable, I've already explained it to him!"

"Okay, this matter will be handed over to you, you and Lawyer Ao Jin are responsible together, and from next month, your monthly salary will be 50,000 yuan......" Wang Wuyun said calmly.

Yu Haidong took a deep breath and bowed to Wang Wuyun, "Thank you, sir!"

"No thanks, you deserve it!"

At this moment, Wang Wuyun's mobile phone rang, he looked at the phone, it was the phone number left for him by the beautiful reporter who interviewed him today before leaving, thinking of the beautiful reporter's burning gaze, he couldn't help but have a headache, and directly handed the mobile phone to Yu Haidong, and gestured to Yu Haidong.

Yu Haidong understood what Wang Wuyun meant, and connected the phone, "Hey, hello, ah, is it Miss Aisha, I am Mr. Xia's personal assistant, we met today, um, well, Mr. Xia is now in the studio to create his sculptures, Mr. Xia will not see guests at this time, well, this is Mr. 's habit, okay, I will tell you......"