As the cold and stern voice sounded, a burly old man with a gloomy face appeared in front of me, looking straight at me.
Xie Youyan crept after him and couldn't help but laugh. He kept his posture extremely low: "This person is from Fangzhou, our headquarters. He dares to come to your old blog to kick the gym and cause trouble. This is unbearable. I will definitely do it today." Let him..."
Director Bao put his hands behind his back and said coldly to Xie Youyan with half of his face, "What do you want him to do?"
As he said that, Curator Bao pointed at me: "Are you going to overstep your bounds and drive him out for our old master? Or don't you take our old master seriously? Or don't you take me seriously?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Youyan froze in place, his face turned pale.
My favorable impression of Director Bao in front of me doubled.
Old Man Bao may seem extremely arrogant, but he is actually a man of temperament.
Literary character, not afraid of power, high-quality plums and bamboos, upright and awe-inspiring, this is what I like!
What Old Man Bao said to Xie Youyan almost slapped him in the face. It can be called a great shame and humiliation.
However, what surprised me was that Xie Youyan didn't mind at all, let alone didn't dare to care. He said with a friendly smile: "Director Bao, you are joking. No matter how brave I am, I don't dare to interfere with you..."
"I'm sorry you don't dare either."
Faced with Xie Youyan's flattery and insults, Director Bao still turned his face and said unceremoniously and ruthlessly: "You are not welcome in our old museum. You can leave."
"Don't let him in again."
"You're not even allowed to take his job."
When these words came out, everyone around him was shocked and dumbfounded.
I was also extremely surprised!
How dare a museum director threaten a headquarters vice president! ?
How dare a bad old man who is over sixty years old dare to block a promising future star? !
Did this old man Bao take the wrong medicine or is he crazy?
Even the almost angry words like not being allowed to take his job came out?
Does he dare to do this?
Could it be that there is a boss standing behind him who is ten times more powerful than Xie Youyan?
I have never heard of such a giant in China!
I have never even heard of Old Man Bao’s name, nor have I seen it in any reports.
It seemed that one day after Ning Cheng was laid off, Old Bao suddenly appeared on the scene.
Soaring!
Xie Youyan's face turned pale and blue, and finally turned the color of pig's liver again. He stood there blankly and smiled bitterly: "I, I'm waiting, waiting for Mr. Long..."
Old Man Bao frowned, hummed softly, and ignored Xie Youyan. But in the next second, he made an action that shocked countless people.
I saw old man Bao take a step forward, then turned to face me blankly, stretched out his right hand: "Master Tong, you are welcome to come to Gubo to make trouble."
I pondered for two seconds and calmly shook hands with Old Man Bao: "I'm here to ask the old masters to give me an appraisal."
"It was a joke with Mr. Feng to ruin the place."
Old Man Bao held my hand and said coldly and arrogantly: "We are all very happy that you are here to cause trouble."
"My wish is that you come to our cultural museum and be responsible for clearing out all those fake masters and fake experts. Give the Chinese appraisal community a bright future and a bright future."
These words were a bit harsh, and everyone standing around looked solemn and silent, not daring to speak out loud.
Old Man Bao's words made me stunned for several seconds, and I didn't know how to answer them.
Old Man Bao looked at me and suddenly grinned: "I'm just kidding. You have a great future in your country."
The sudden smile caught me off guard. Even after entering the main room, I didn't understand the meaning of Old Man Bao's words.
It's only my fault that my IQ has dropped too much.
After a while, the whole main room was silent, and countless pairs of eyes looked directly at the Qianlong Shroud on the table.
It is very easy to identify the most valuable treasures such as the Qianlong Shroud.
There are detailed records in daily notes and Manchu old documents, and anyone who has studied them can easily identify them.
The identification is not complicated, but the process is a bit dramatic.
Especially what the experts and masters said to me after the appraisal was even more hilarious.
"Assistant Tong, we think this is most likely Qianlong's Dharani quilt. What do you think?"
I cursed secretly and said softly: "What I say doesn't count. What you say is yes."
After hearing my response, many masters and experts looked at each other and responded to me solemnly: "How about we see again..."
I couldn't help but lower my eyes, the corners of my mouth twitched violently, and I was completely speechless.
"Yes, it is. If it is not, it is not. What else are you looking at?"
Old Man Bao stood up and made up his mind, asking someone to take photos and measurements of the shroud for record keeping.
But what I said next surprised Old Man Bao.
"You want me to issue you a certificate?"
I nodded indifferently: "If it is convenient, please ask Master Bao and all the masters present to sign their names for me. I will find a buyer for her."
Old Man Bao looked at me with a strange face: "You want to sell her?"
I responded calmly: "With your signatures, the Shroud will definitely fetch a good price."
That's right.
I came to the old masters to appraise the Shroud just to sell it!
Since I didn’t want to deal with those non-normal human lunatics in the Hanlin Academy, I didn’t pick up the picture of mother and son. So I chose to sell the shroud before the Chinese New Year.
The purpose of selling the Shroud is nothing more than to be fully prepared.
As for the safety of the monkey picture, I have never worried about it.
The last person who dared to go to the Hanlin Academy to steal something had already been dragged away to feed pigs somewhere.
The kind that lasts a lifetime.
"Master Tong. Are you short of money? Why do you have to sell this thing?"
Old Man Bao said to me with a straight face: "You want to sell such a good thing? Do you know how much this thing is worth now?"
I responded softly: "Why don't you keep your old blog? I'll sell it to you cheaply."
When these words came out, many masters in the room suddenly became energetic. Feng Changqing hurriedly squeezed forward, his voice a little breathy: "Sell it cheap? How much cheaper?"
I raised my index finger to make a one.
Feng Changqing immediately said loudly: "One million. So cheap? Can it be less? We will get you a banner and give you free tickets for life."
The old man Bao next to him was speechless and pulled Feng Changqing over: "What one million? He wants 100 million."
