Chapter 2027 [2027] Really good at judging people!
Including Park Chun-il and others, they were applauding enthusiastically, as if they were particularly happy that “Along the River During the Qingming Festival” was bought by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng burst into laughter and suddenly thought of a poem by a great man from Long Country.

Sitting alone by the pond like a crouching tiger, relaxing under the green trees.

I don’t speak first when spring comes, which bug dare to make a noise.

In one word, wonderful, it is really wonderful!
When the charity auction ended, the payment process was completed, and “Along the River During the Qingming Festival” was received, Ye Feng first thanked everyone, and then prepared to leave with Anjou Prince.

Unexpectedly, before Anjou Prince’s car had left the Sotheby’s auction house headquarters, a familiar system prompt sound suddenly appeared.

[Triggering Chance Navigation, host, please start along the current road section to the right front, go straight for 892 meters and turn right, go straight through the second traffic light and continue to the left front for about 5.7 kilometers and turn left…]

Ye Feng’s eyes moved slightly.

He pretended to pick up his phone, then quickly locked the screen as if he had seen some news, and said to Anjou Prince, “Anjou, I have something urgent to do and need to go out first. I’d like you to take this painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival back with you and arrange for Sotheby’s to help me transport it back to Longguo.”

“I’ll send you the shipping address later.”

Anjou Prince didn’t ask any more questions. He quickly pulled over and said, “Do you want me to give you the car?”

Ye Feng said without hesitation, “No need.”

He kissed her lightly on the forehead and quickly got out of the car. Then he hailed a taxi and prepared to rush to the destination indicated by Jiyuan’s navigation.

But that place seemed a little special. When the taxi driver heard Ye Feng report the address, he was stunned for a moment and shook his head at him: “Sorry, sir, we don’t go to that place.”

Ye Feng hailed a taxi again, and the result was the same.

As soon as I told him the address, the taxi driver became very secretive and drove away quickly.

“What’s going on? Is there anything special about that address?” Ye Feng asked hurriedly when he stopped the third car and the other party was about to leave after hearing the address. But the driver shook his head and started the car and left without saying anything.

Ye Feng quickly took out a 100-sun coin and handed it over.

This is equivalent to 900 Dragon Kingdom coins, which is almost more than a day’s income for a taxi driver in the British Empire.

After receiving the bribe, the taxi driver did not drive away and patiently replied: “As soon as I saw that you have an Asian face and you were going there in the middle of the night, I knew that you must not be familiar with the British Empire, especially the foggy city.”

“The place you are going to is called Rose Street. We Fog City people jokingly call it the Street of Depravity. There are prostitutes, marijuana, alcohol, guns, gambling… everything there, except for the law.”

“It was fine before 10 p.m., at least there was a police station nearby to restrain them, so they had some reservations. Once it was past 10 p.m., most of the police station staff were off duty, and it became a place of complete crime.”

“We old foggy people privately say that the place is under the rule of law before 10 o’clock, but after 10 o’clock it becomes a criminal paradise, with gangs, guns, marijuana, alcohol, and no one knows what you will encounter there. Even if you want to have fun, unless you are very powerful, you dare not drive in directly.”

“Unless you are an unskilled taxi driver, no one would be willing to take passengers there so late at night.”

Ye Feng finally understood the reason. He took out two more hundred-yuan British Empire coins and said, “I’ll give you some more money. How about you do me a favor and take me there?”

“Sir…” The taxi driver was obviously much more polite. He stared at the banknotes and used the title when speaking.

However, he was obviously still hesitating and considering whether to take the risk.

Ye Feng added, “You don’t have to take me in. Just take me to the side of that street. I can walk the rest of the way by myself.”

The taxi driver got out of the car decisively, opened the door for Ye Feng, and made an invitation with a smile on his face: “Please!~”

Ye Feng burst into laughter, thinking that money really can make anything happen no matter where you are.

At the same time, he secretly began to wonder what the opportunity would be for Fallen Street.