"Gentlemen, listen to me, this thing belongs first to our headquarters."
"Tsk, it's an ownerless thing, where the destined and virtuous people can live. Your headquarters? Then forget it."
As soon as they finished reading the items, a group of archaeological experts at the scene began to quarrel with each other.
Just when everyone was arguing, a 22-gauge threaded steel bar suddenly hit the wooden box next to it, causing the wooden box to let out the most miserable wail.
"Master Tong, what are you doing?"
"Hey. President Tong, how crazy are you? No matter how angry you are, don't take it out on your Fangzhou box. You broke a national treasure. You want to be a Fuwa."
I held my cigarette in my mouth and puffed out hard at the curator of the Shandong Provincial Museum: "You are right. This is really my box from Fangzhou, and it belongs to me Fangzhou."
"It's not your turn to decide where to go with my Fangzhou things."
The other party's expression changed and he shouted with hatred: "You may not be able to keep him? Today is your last day in Fangzhou."
"Whether you want to keep it or not is another matter."
I shouted in a deep voice: "What about the last day? Now I am still the sword holder of Fangzhou, and I have the final say on everything here."
"If you say one more f***ing thing, I'll kick you out."
"You can't even see a thing."
After being threatened by me, the other person immediately lost his temper, gritted his teeth and walked away angrily.
"Hmph! That's a good scolding. President Tong, I support you."
Director Jin of the Yandu Museum shouted angrily: "What the hell? You dare to come and steal our things. Right? President Tong."
"President Tong, our Yandu Museum is willing to pay a large sum of money to purchase this national treasure. You can set the price as you wish."
I shouted angrily: "I won't sell it. I won't sell it to the rich or the poor."
Curator Jin looked at me in surprise: "The stone horse and stone rat you dug up last time..."
"Last time was the last time. I couldn't make the decision last time. This time, I have the final say."
Curator Jin immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Okay. Little boy, I can't force you to buy it if you don't want to sell it. But I want to remind you that you...can't keep this national treasure today."
I spoke loudly: "I can't keep it, and I won't keep it. The national treasure belongs to Fangzhou, and Fangzhou belongs to the public. The public belongs to the people."
"What I have to do is to keep an inventory and record it to prevent any moths from taking advantage of the troubled waters and taking advantage of the law."
Leopard Head shouted in a deep voice: "As long as we are here, no one can even think about pretending to be a fool."
After saying that, Leopard Head waved his hand and called the students to take photos for records and registration.
At the same time, Ge Li and the three Fangzhou night watchmen returned, and I also got the most important list of items stored in the three courtyards.
After introducing Ge Li and Ye Buyi to each other, I asked Ge Li to find the handsome guy Lao Yu.
From a distance, handsome guy Lao Yu and I exchanged looks and made sign language that only our junior class could understand.
A few minutes later, as hundreds of people poured into the Sanjinyuan warehouse, Goliye Buyi quietly disappeared into the crowd.
The Sanjinyuan warehouse is extremely crude, and if hundreds of people are suddenly packed into it, someone will definitely take advantage of the troubled waters and rob it.
Suddenly, a shrill voice echoed through the warehouse.
"Ma Zhongchao. Where is Yongle Sapphire?"
The sound of impatience spread throughout the warehouse, and a strange woman rushed in and yelled at Ma Goudan.
When they first saw the strange woman, many people at the scene were a little surprised. Ma Wenjin and others took the initiative to greet her politely and addressed her as Madam.
However, the strange woman's thoughts were not on Ma Wenjin and others at all. When he arrived, Ma Zhongchao asked him arrogantly.
"Report. I don't know."
"What do you do for food? You are the eighth sword holder."
"Report, the original Yongle Sapphire Room No. 1. I don't know if it was moved after I left office."
"You don't know about Golden Rooster No. 1?"
"It was in room two."
"Open rooms one and two for me."
"Report. No key?
Here I am. "
"Where is the key? Who is responsible?"
"The child teacher is in charge? Who is the child teacher? Get over here."
"Where is the child teacher?" Kan Shula
She called me several times but didn't hear my response. The strange woman received Ma Zhongchao's instructions and rushed to me in a hurry and angrily: "Are you the child teacher? Are you deaf or mute? Didn't you hear me calling?" you?"
The strange woman was only in her thirties. She had a slim figure, good looks, and was well maintained. Everything about her body was from international brands. That Patek Philippe diamond watch alone is worth a lot of money.
These days, looking around the country, there are many people who can afford Patek Philippe.
But those who are willing to buy and can afford it are definitely the big shots at the top of the pyramid.
"I'm neither deaf nor mute. I just don't want to pay attention to you."
Upon hearing this, the Patek Philippe woman was stunned on the spot, seriously confused!
"What did you say?"
"Say it again."
The Patek Philippe woman who reacted pointed at me and scolded me mercilessly: "Are you rebelling? Now I order you to open warehouse No. 1 and No. 2 immediately. I want the Yongle Sapphire and the Golden Rooster No. 1 diamond."
"immediately!"
As soon as these words came out, the people around looked at the Patek Philippe woman curiously and secretly speculated on her identity.
Anyone who dares to show up in such a situation and ignore taboos and ask for things by name must either have a good grandpa or a good grandma.
After many people whispered, countless people quietly changed their colors.
I sat on a wooden box and slowly lit a cigarette, pinched my fingers gently and said, "Bring it here!"
"What to take?"
"Approval note!"
"I don't have a receipt!"
The Patek Philippe woman raised her Prada bag, pulled out a note, and shouted domineeringly: "I only have an IOU. Read it yourself."
The note was ordinary, but the red letter on the head was particularly eye-catching.
Ma Wenjin and others next to him took a closer look, and their bodies were quietly straightened!
"Read it yourself!"
I yelled lazily, and the cigarette ashes shook on the Patek Philippe women's crystal leather shoes worth 50,000 yuan.
