Lu Yun smiled and said, "The plan is hidden. Manager Xiao can just watch it."
"Haha, then I won't ask any more questions." Xiao Fumin continued to pour wine for him, and the two of them drank happily.
Jianbao Pavilion is a huge organization.
At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, a group of aspiring young people founded it for the sake of the antiques and cultural relics of the motherland.
The purpose is to protect national antiques and record and archive various cultural relics.
Therefore, Jianbao Pavilion was a national organization at the beginning. With the support of the country, they have done many great things.
Slowly, as the empire grew rich and powerful, the Jianbao Pavilion was turned into a private enterprise as the national cultural relics system gradually improved.
But they were not formed from a for-profit organization after all.
If you want to make a profit, you must get involved in the antique industry.
Over the years, the twenty-four solar terms inherited from Jianbao Pavilion have been scattered across the country, collecting antiques everywhere.
It was precisely because of the Longyin Pavilion in Xia Ye and the good cultural relic atmosphere in the entire Handong Province that Lu Yun stayed here permanently.
There are twenty-four solar terms in Jianbao Pavilion. In addition to him, there are many masters traveling around the world.
Of course, there are also a few masters who choose to sit in the imperial capital.
At this moment, the Imperial Capital, Jianbao Pavilion.
Deng Feng, known as "Jingzhe", is sitting in his office, reading a letter sent from Handong Province.
Within a few days, he almost forgot to take out the letter because he was too busy.
It was sent from Longcheng by my old friend "Bai Lu" Lu Yun.
"What do you think of this letter?" Deng Feng sighed after reading it, raised the letter, and looked at the other two masters behind him.
"Spring Equinox" Wu Chang.
"Little Heat" Yang Zhen.
The three of them are masters who have been sitting in the Imperial Capital Jianbao Pavilion for a long time.
Usually very busy.
In addition to being responsible for the restoration, collection and cataloging of cultural relics, he also has to participate in various programs and accept various interviews.
Masters are very busy, especially if they have real talents and not all of them are just seeking fame and fame.
"According to what the letter says, Lao Lu did indeed dig up an incredible treasure in Handong Province and invited us to come and appreciate it, but I always feel that there is a trap in this letter."
Wu Chang chuckled and then shook his head.
"He has been doing very well in Longcheng City recently. I heard that he was backed by a big antique dealer and was invited to work in his store. He passes through countless good things every day."
"Well, there is a green bamboo garden over there in Dragon City, which is a famous cultural relics market." Yang Zhen nodded calmly.
"Not bad, not bad. There are not many of those old guys who have been traveling around for many years, and Lao Lu is one of them." Wu Chang said with a smile.
Deng Feng continued: "Then what is his intention in inviting us to Handong Province? Just to appreciate a few good objects? I don't believe it."
Wu Chang continued his analysis: "He invited the three of us all at once, so there must be something big going on. Otherwise, if the three of us go south, who will be responsible for all the big and small affairs in this pavilion?"
"Then you two mean not to go?"
Deng Feng raised the letter in his hand, shook it, and planned to throw it into the trash can.
Wu Chang shook his head: "If you don't go, don't go! Nothing good will happen if you go!"
"I'm also very busy, let's talk about it next time." Yang Zhen also turned and left.
Deng Feng shook his head, looked at the letter lying quietly in the trash can, and fell into deep thought.
…
Suzhou, in the office of Hongda Pharmaceutical Company.
Sima Tun sat quietly alone, biting his fingers with a solemn expression.
After being threatened by Xia Ye, who told him to wait until Hongda Pharmaceutical closed its doors, Sima Tun didn't take it to heart.
But as time went by, Sima Tun gradually became unable to sit still.
"Third Young Master, it seems that it is no longer possible to acquire Taiji Pharmaceutical Factory. Since the man named Xia is behind that factory, there is no way he will allow us to successfully acquire it."
Huo Xingteng was also sitting on the sofa in the office, drinking tea. The master and the servant were thinking of ways.
"I know! Do you still need to tell me?" Sima Tun glared at him, and the more he looked at him, the more annoyed he became.
Huo Xingteng was startled and hurriedly whispered: "Third Young Master, we must find a way to counterattack, otherwise, the medicines in our warehouse will pile up like a mountain. If we don't sell them, they will collapse."
Sima Tun exploded and cursed: "Shut the hell up! Don't I know? Do you need to remind me?"
Huo Xingteng shrank his neck and did not dare to say any more.
Sima Tun sat back down again. Taiji Pharmaceutical Factory belonged to Xia Ye, and now they have joined forces with Woodhouse Pharmaceuticals to charge the price of medicines in Gusu.
There are endless queues of patients in those retail stores all day long.
On the other hand, Hongda Pharmaceutical was deserted and miserable. The medicines in the warehouse were almost overflowing and they couldn't find any buyers.
This is the first time that Sima Tunzhang has felt such a distressed situation.
Facing Xia Ye, his long-standing instincts and methods all seemed useless.
"If we don't take some risks, it will be too late. If we can't recover the losses by then, things will get serious and it won't be easy to explain to my father..." Sima Tun gritted his teeth.
"Lao Huo."
"Third Young Master?"
"Do you still have some people on your hands?"
Huo Xingteng's expression changed. As soon as he heard this, he knew what the young master wanted to do.
"There are a few more."
Sima Tun looked at him with sharp eyes: "Are your identities clean?"
Huo Xingteng: "Don't worry, Third Young Master, there's no problem."
"Third Young Master... what do you want to do?" Huo Xingteng patted his chest, "I will do it beautifully!"
Sima Tun said coldly: "They suppressed us on price, and they are bound to pay a price. In the past few days, you should find a way to check the Taiji Pharmaceutical Factory and understand everything there, and then... burn the camp!"
Huo Xingteng took a breath: "Third Young Master! Do you want to burn down their pharmaceutical factory? This!"
This matter was so big that Huo Xingteng was even thinking about whether he should tell the elder of the family, as he would definitely make the decision.
"Who wants you to burn down the factory? I don't want to cause any casualties. I just need to burn down their warehouse. The disguise must be better and don't let them find any clues. It's best to make it spontaneously ignite. Don't Got caught."
Huo Xingteng narrowed his eyes: "Don't worry, Third Young Master, the people under my command are loyal. Even if they are caught, they will never say anything!"
Sima Tun's eyes became extremely cold: "Old Huo, you have to do this for me."
"Understood!" Huo Xingteng stood up, turned around and left the office.
As soon as he left, the office phone rang.
"Boss, a guest is here."
"What kind of guest?" Sima Tun was stunned. What kind of guest would come to visit him at this time?
"I don't know. He said his surname was Wu and you'd know who he is if you go there. I've already invited him to the living room." The front desk said.
Sima Tun was very impatient: "Okay, okay, I understand."
