Ding Jiaqi and Qu Xiaoqing postponed their flight to Paris and waited for Xu Zehong three hours later.
"Is there anything good?" Xu Zehong asked when they met.
Zhang Jing took the old man directly to the garage, and Ding Jiaqi and Qu Xiaoqing followed.
Seeing the statue of the goddess, Xu Zehong was slightly startled. He didn't care whether it crossed the boundary or not, and stepped forward to take a closer look.
It took ten minutes to watch this!
"Professor Xu," Zhang Jing interrupted the old man who was slowly walking around the sculpture, "The one in the Louvre must be real. Is this one real or fake?"
"I don't understand Western cultural relics," Xu Zehong said again, "but there are some things that are similar. I can analyze them for you."
Zhang Jing urged, "Speak quickly."
"The corners of the clothes that flutter backward and the wings that spread out form an extremely smooth line," Xu Zehong said. "The wavy lines of the legs and wings form an obtuse triangle, which strengthens the forward momentum."
"The artist shows artistic skill and expressiveness in his work, and also combines realism and romanticism, as if giving the cold stone vitality like life."
"The goddess seems to descend from the sky, guiding the fleet forward through the wind and waves from the bow of the ship. This is the peak expression of the balance between dynamic and static."
"Stop!" Zhang Jing interrupted Xu Zehong and asked: "True? False?"
"I don't know if it's true or false," Xu Zehong explained, "but regardless of whether it's true or false, this is an amazing work of art."
Zhang Jing was disappointed and decided to cut Xu Zehong's salary.
"Professor Xu," Ding Jiaqi reminded, "Comparing this goddess statue with the one in the Louvre, except for being smaller in size and more complete, they are almost the same."
Xu Zehong smiled slightly and said calmly: "Young people have no life experience and do not know that making clothes and shoes requires making boards, and iron pouring requires molds. No matter what is made or produced, prototypes and sample making are mostly required before formal production."
Zhang Jing: "..."
Ding Jiaqi "..."
Qu Xiaoqing: "..."
"Even if this thing is not true, it is definitely not false," Xu Zehong finally warned. "The sooner you send it away, the better. Don't let the news leak out, otherwise you won't be able to take it out of Citigroup."
As expected, he was an expert and had two brushes. Zhang Jing took out a thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to the old man, "Your hush money."
The "hush money" was just a joke. Xu Zehong knew that it was a tip given by his boss in a good mood, so there was no need to be polite. He took the money and left to buy delicious food for his wife.
After seeing off the experts, Zhang Jing looked at Ding Jiaki and Qu Xiaoqing, "Get ready. I'll take you to the airport first, and then I'll find a way to deliver the statue to Xiangjiang."
"We can go by ourselves," Ding Jiaqi declined. "Brother Zhang, you must send the sculpture away. I like her so much."
Zhang Jing looked at Qu Xiaoqing and told him, "Don't spill the beans when you're dreaming at night."
"Don't worry," Qu Xiaoqing raised his right hand and swore, "If you say it from my mouth, I will never gain muscles!"
Zhang Jing was speechless. This oath was too heavy. Qu Xiaoqing truly loved muscles.
After Ding Jiaqi and Qu Xiaoqing left the garage, Zhang Jing put the sculpture into the mithril space. Big space is good, but what's the use of storing pets?
Only a fool would exchange 1,331 cubic meters for 1 cubic meter.
If you want to change it, you can change it at any time, but Zhang Jing will definitely not change it for the time being. He likes the feeling of carrying the cannon in his pocket, so he can take it out and fire it when he has nothing to do.
After thinking for three or four seconds, Zhang Jing decided to fly to Xiangjiang again and send several cultural relics, including the goddess of war, to the Xu family private museum.
Wen Li is healthy now and doesn't have to worry about being left out by other Xu family members.
"Wealth that does not return home is like walking in brocade at night." Of course, such a good thing should be seen by others.
Think of these Zhang Jing messages and send them to Liang Jieshu.
There was a reply soon. She and Zhou Manmiao were still in Xiangjiang, mainly because it took some time to deal with the car.
Before boarding the plane, Zhang Jing contacted Li Xing by phone. After confirming that there was no problem, he flew away first.
Ma Xi, please change care and fly to Xiangjiang.
After 24 hours, Zhang Jing took a taxi to Xiaolu's apartment at twelve o'clock in the evening.
It was strange why Zhou Manmiao didn't come to pick up the plane. The two of them drank too much or were too tired, so Zhang Jing didn't think much about it.
The fingerprint opened the door, and the room was dark. It was obvious that his girlfriend was already sleepy.
Because they were familiar with each other, it was fine even if they didn't turn on the light. Zhang Jing went into the bathroom to take a shower and fell asleep on Liang's bed.
The room was air-conditioned and covered with a thin blanket. Zhang Jing was holding his sleeping girlfriend from behind. The smell of her hair was wrong. Have you changed the shampoo?
Without taking the matter seriously, Zhang Jingqing walked away from his girlfriend.
Familiar with the road... Well, it didn't work. Then again, it still didn't work.
It seemed to be a 4 cm nut, and the 8 cm diameter screw could not be inserted at all. At this time, the other party moved the tn slightly and adjusted the angle slightly.
Feeling the cooperation, Zhang Jing tried four or five more times, but still failed.
In this case, there is nothing the bathrobe singer can do about it.
Suddenly, Zhang Jing discovered a problem. Even if Liang practiced yoga every day, there was no way he could not get in. After all, the driveway was already open, and now this one was too narrow! !
Coupled with the unfamiliar low voice that came at the right time, Zhang Jing reached out and turned on the bedside lamp in time. ..
When he saw the person in front of him, Liang Jieshu, who was supposed to be black-haired, turned into Lindsay with long brown hair, Zhang Jing's brain immediately went into panic!
"Why are you here!" Zhang Jing was frightened and jumped out of bed to question.
Lindsay looked like she had just woken up. She covered herself tightly with the quilt, leaving only her head outside. She asked Zhang Jing weakly: "Why did you invade me?"
"I violated you???" Zhang Jing asked in disbelief, pointing at himself, veins pulsing on his forehead.
At this time, Zhou Manmiao came from another room in pajamas and happened to see Zhang Jing naked and Lindsay looking injured.
The two of them stared at each other with big eyes, as if they were competing to see whose eyes were bigger.
"I didn't see anything," Zhou Manmiao was stunned for a moment before realizing and closing the door behind her, "You guys continue."
Look at Zhou Manmiao, and then look at Lindsay, who was originally tough but now looks like a kitten. At this time, Zhang Jing is a pig and understands that he has been tricked!
After chasing Zhou Manmiao and returning to the next room, Liang Jieshu was also here, not sleeping at all!
"Brother Zhang," Liang Jieshu said with a sincere attitude, "This is my fault. Manmiao and I are usually too boring, and Lindsay has recently..."
"It doesn't matter," Zhang Jing interrupted Liang, "Next time Lindsay comes, tell him in advance and I will avoid it in advance. This kind of thing will never happen again."
"No, Brother Zhang," Liang Jieshu grabbed Zhang Jing and explained quickly, "I have known Lindsay longer than I have known Manmiao. I understand that she only looks fierce on the surface, but is actually very gentle and a nice person. , can you please go back to her room?"
"There are gods three feet above your head," Zhang Jing reminded Liang. "Gods can't do whatever they want, and people can't do whatever they want. They need to be reverent."
"Yes, people should live with a sense of awe, but!" Zhou Manmiao seemed to be on Zhang Jing's side, but she changed the subject and said:
"First, we have no coercion, second, we have no inducement, third, we have not influenced others, and fourth, we have not harmed the interests of others. Gods cannot interfere with freedom, right?"
Zhang Jing was speechless, it made sense.
Compared with the things someone has done before, not only does this thing itself not have awe problems, it is also beneficial to society and has a probability of increasing the population.
At this time, Liang handed over a transparent one at the right time. He had used it every time he drove before. There was only half a bottle left - aloe vera gel?