Zhuo Yu's gym is very good, near two high-end communities. There are many people coming to exercise, and the price is relatively high. Of course, the decoration, equipment and coaches in the gym are also very good. It deserves this price and gives people a very comfortable feeling.

After visiting, Chu Xiang got an annual card. Zhuo Yu was not there. She asked a coach for basic fitness activities and started exercising. She spent the whole morning sweating in the gym. If she hadn't had spiritual energy in her body, she wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.

Zhuo Yu and his friend Liang Jun came to the gym, and the two changed their clothes and walked towards the treadmill. Liang Jun provocatively said, "How about we compete with each project today? Those who lose more than 20,000 words."

"Bored." Zhuo Yu habitually glanced at the gym, saw Chu Xiang raised his eyebrows in surprise and walked towards her.

Liang Jun followed him and chattered, "Why are you bored? How boring is it not to bet on winning or losing? How can you exercise? Eh? What are you doing?"

Zhuo Yu walked to Chu Xiang and smiled gently, "Miss Chu, why didn't you call me when you come here?"

Chu Xiang stopped the elliptical machine and took the towel around her neck to wipe the sweat. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhuo. I just want to exercise, but I will not disturb you if you are busy. You are very good here. I just applied for an annual card and plan to come here to exercise frequently in the future."

"Then I'll give you a fitness plan."

"Okay, thank you. I mainly want to lose weight and shape my body, and the most important thing is to restore health and exercise cardiopulmonary function. Do you have time to chat now?"

"Yes, let's talk to the rest area." Zhuo Yu asked Liang Jun to exercise by himself and took Chu Xiang to the rest area.

Liang Jun watched them walk away, sat on the elliptical machine and took out his cell phone, and found a post that was very popular in the forum recently.

He muttered as he looked at the photos in the post, "Good, a storm."

When Chu Xiang left, he immediately ran to the rest area, hit Zhuo Yu with his shoulder, and smiled and said, "You guys, when did you meet the female author? I haven't mentioned it?"

Zhuo Yu pushed him away with disgust, looking puzzled, "What female author? Who do I know?"

"Just that one just now, let's see what her name is..." Liang Jun slid the post, pointed to the screen and said, "Yes, Qing Xiang Chuyun!"

He looked at Zhuo Yu's expression and widened his eyes and said, "Don't you not know that she is the female author, right?"

Zhuo Yu shook his head, "What are you doing so surprised? I really don't know. A few days ago, my grandma was hospitalized and happened to be in the same ward with her. You also know my grandma is kind-hearted and loves to chat with others. Don't you know this? I saw her for the second time today, and she is here to exercise."

"That's a coincidence. I met an author in the hospital. It's a fate." Liang Jun's eyes lit up. This is really a coincidence. It's very difficult to meet friends who are both authors in life. This fate is a bit wonderful.

Zhuo Yu gave him a blank look, "It's just acknowledge. What does she do have to do with us? Are you still healthy? Leave, don't waste time, I'll go home to write in the afternoon."

Liang Jun followed him and said, "You don't like to watch forums. I tell you, this Qingxiang Chuyun has been a popular figure in our online literature circle recently. A female god said that she copied her and used her fans to rape her online. She has also taken photos of her and posted her everywhere. Now this matter is very big, and it's all out of the circle. Many people are watching jokes. You know each other, but don't you understand it?"

"Plause?" Zhuo Yu stopped and frowned. The author was very sensitive to these two words and was particularly disgusted. He asked, "Is there a hammer?"

"Yeah, it's just that pediatric palette, a scam that doesn't make a hard hammer. But I haven't read their articles, I don't know. Now many people are waiting for Jinjiang to sentence them. Several female masters are taking sides and want to convict Qing Xiang Chuyun. It seems that even if Qing Xiang Chuyun was sentenced to not copying, they don't plan to give up."

Zhuo Yu nodded, "Then wait and see the result. If she really copied it, stay away from her in the future. Come and warm up."

Liang Jun is a gossiper and wants to ask more about Chu Xiang's situation, but Zhuo Yu actually just met Chu Xiang and didn't know anything. It's even more impossible to talk nonsense to others about what he knew, which makes Liang Jun regretful.

However, out of their disgust with the Internet of Wushuang and the human flesh, they hoped that Chu Xiang was innocent. This kind of thing that bullies Xiao Zengming because he was a great god.

Chu Xiang didn't know that she met two colleagues, so she left the gym and went to the antique street.

This is the capital, the antique street is very lively and the prices are very expensive. People who love to play antiques come to visit every day, and it is difficult to find a bargain. However, Chu Xiang is currently short of funds, so he hired a navy army and a lawyer applied for a fitness card, leaving only over 10,000 yuan left.

There are many ways to make money, but the way to get money is very good. She is now a weak woman with a bad health and no background. The fastest and most reliable way to get money is to find a bargain.

After all, she was the first person in business in ancient times in her previous life. She had seen countless good goods and had the ability to identify real and fake antiques. She planned to look at the antique streets in the capital, and if she really couldn't find any gaps, she would go to another city to take a look.

Chu Xiang was wearing myopia glasses and a mask and was walking around the antique street slowly. She saw many very exquisite fakes and very expensive real ones. The merchants were all smart, and all the real ones were suspected to be real ones set high prices to avoid losing money. It was really hard to find them. She couldn't find them from the street to the end of the street.

Chu Xiang sighed silently. It seemed that it would be more reliable to go to other cities to see. She was about to leave when she suddenly saw a man next to her arguing with the business owner.

"I said I would not accept it. If you don't accept it, you won't accept it. Your thing is worth 500 yuan and you have to sell it for 8,000 yuan. I'm the one who surrenders? Go to someone else's house to ask who will accept it?"

"Are you sick? I'll ask a few more questions, who has to sell it to you? I'm the real thing, my grandfather passed it down, what's wrong with selling it for 8,000? If I hadn't been in a hurry to use the money, I wouldn't have sold it for 8,000!"

Chu Xiang walked a few steps to them, and the two were still arguing, but they were disagreeing and no one allowed to let anyone else. Chu Xiang saw clearly that the man was holding a pink box the size of a palm. The small round box was engraved with patterns that were not particularly exquisite, and the overall look was a little rough. But Chu Xiang saw a small mark on the side of the pink box with sharp eyes, which was the royal mark of a dynasty.

She waited patiently for a while, and when the man walked out in anger, she quickly followed and called him, "Sir, please wait a moment. I am very interested in your powder box. Can you see?"

The man was stunned for a moment, looked back at her, and said unhappily: "Is the little girl making trouble? Are you playing with antiques too?"

Chu Xiang is full of cheap street stalls, which may be only 200 yuan in total, which is incompatible with other people in the antique street, and it is not surprising that they are underestimated.

Chu Xiang stepped forward and said, "I just liked this pink box very much. I want to take a closer look. If you like it, I will buy it."

The man hesitated for a moment, held the powder box and opened the lid to show her, "This was passed down by my grandfather. In that era, you know, where did my grandfather make such a fake thing? This is definitely the real thing. I also know that this thing is not exquisite, and I didn't ask for much money. It's only eight thousand. It's definitely worth buying an antique for eight thousand, maybe it's worth more. If you want it, transfer the money directly. Don't waste my time, I don't have to sell it."

Chu Xiang carefully took the powder box, looked over and over again for a few minutes, and confirmed that this was the powder box used by the queen, and said with certainty: "It's really good. I like it very much. Please transfer money through WeChat."

"Ah? You really bought it? OK, scan me." The man was afraid that she would go back on his word, so he immediately opened the WeChat payment code.

Chu Xiang turned him eight thousand times and then left. This thing was taken out from his warehouse at home. It looked not exquisite at all, but it was quite simple.

He checked online that some ordinary things in ancient times were not worth much, even antiques. He set the price for this powder box at 2,000. Today he came to test the depth. He was not surprised when he heard the store owner say it was worth 500 yuan. He didn't expect to meet a little girl who didn't play with antiques when he saw it.

The old thing was replaced by 8,000 yuan, and the man was humming a song when he drove away.

Chu Xiang took the powder box and picked the largest antique shop. The store before was not aware of the goods, so naturally there were people who knew the goods. This antique shop has a deep heritage and a good attitude towards hospitality. He would not despise the things brought by the customers at will. After knowing Chu Xiang’s purpose, he invited the master to check the powder box.

The master saw that he had become famous at a glance, but if this thing was real, it was very expensive. He invited Chu Xiang to have tea and wait, and called two other masters to appraise with him. The final appraisal result was that the powder box was worth eight million!

Chu Xiang didn't bargain with them, and left without saying a word, and quickly left the antique street. After this trip, she had already deposited eight million yuan on her card, and another problem was solved.

When she got home, she noticed that there were five girls at the entrance of the community who were lying in. She came back by taking a taxi and said at the door that the taxi asked the taxi to take her back. No matter whether those girls came to watch her or not, they couldn't continue to live here. It was too annoying to deal with such things often.

The environment in the gym is very good, and the security system in high-end communities is also better. Chu Xiang plans to move there directly. She found an agent to explain her housing requirements and asked the agent to find a few more for her to see tomorrow.

The agency was very fast in doing business. After a while, she sent her several links so that she could see the general situation and photos of several houses on the rental software. She sifted it and selected three to make an appointment to view the house.

After getting these things done, she continued to pack her luggage. Although the original owner lived alone, there were a lot of things and many of them were not available at all. Chu Xiang packed all the unnecessary ones and put them in a cardboard box, preparing to donate them.

When everything was packed, it was already late at night. Chu Xiang was lying on the bed and silently nourishing her body with her spiritual energy, and by the way she thought about what kind of stories to write in the new article. Half an hour later, she disappeared and fell asleep peacefully.

Another thing is about to be solved. After moving tomorrow, we will usher in a new life and say goodbye to the dusty past. There will be only a wonderful future in the future.

The author has something to say: If the little angel thinks it is good, remember to collect this article~ It would be even better if I could collect my author column!

(This story is purely fiction, please do not substitute any author or any article.)

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