About an hour later, Counselor Wang led people to the hotel.
Also arriving with him was the head of the New York Consulate General's office in Boston.
Next, if Xiao Ran encounters any problems during his activities in Boston, he can directly contact the Boston office.
The person in charge of the Boston office has received orders to fully cooperate with Xiao Ran's actions and ensure his personal safety.
After a few polite words during the meeting, Xiao Ran took Counselor Wang and the others to appreciate the two top-notch works of art displayed in the living room.
At the same time, they were also discussing in a low voice the transactions that would be carried out in the afternoon and the matter of transporting these treasures back to China tomorrow.
In the blink of an eye, the time has reached around four o'clock in the afternoon.
After a lot of work, everyone has made all preparations and is waiting for the transaction to begin.
Xiao Ran estimated the time in the country, then took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Shan Lao from the Forbidden City.
The phone only rang two or three times before Quiet Lao picked it up.
Apparently, the old man was up and in good spirits.
Xiao Ran greeted a few words first, and then got down to the topic.
"Shan Lao, four hours ago, the Boston Museum of Fine Arts and I reached an agreement and decided to proceed with the transaction."
"In about an hour, the transaction will start in the hotel where I am staying. I would like to ask you all to help Zhangzhangyan at that time."
"The Museum of Fine Arts in Boston will offer 50 pieces of Chinese antique art that have been lost overseas in exchange for these two top Western art pieces in my hand."
"Many of the 50 pieces of Chinese antique art presented by the other party are national treasures, and each one is valuable."
"These include Yan Liben's "Picture of Emperors of the Past Dynasties", Zhang Xuan's "Picture of Tamping Lian", Song Huizong's "Picture of Five Colored Parrots", etc...."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Shan exclaimed excitedly.
"What? Two for fifty, could it be that those guys at the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston got their heads kicked by donkeys? You guys took such a huge advantage!"
"The "Paintings of Emperors of the Past", "Pictures of Punching Practice", and "Pictures of Five-Colored Parrots" are all priceless treasures. What you did is so beautiful!"
Hearing this, Xiao Ran couldn't help but smile proudly.
"Those guys at the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston didn't get kicked in the head by donkeys. They are Americans, so naturally they value top Western art, not to mention Titian and Rodin!"
"It was the Board of Directors of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston who made the decision to trade with me. Those guys were just semi-professionals who cared more about market value, so they made this decision."
"I will send you the transaction list later. Please help summon the members of the appraisal team. Once the transaction starts, I will rely on you."
Shan Lao responded immediately.
"No problem, Xiao Ran, just don't worry, everyone has been waiting for this moment, I will convene the expert team!"
"It is our honor to witness these national treasures returning to China, and it is also a blessing to you."
After chatting for a few more words, Xiao Ran ended the call.
Afterwards, he sent the transaction list to Mr. Shan, and also sent one copy to Mr. Jin and the others.
Through this transaction list, they can form an appraisal team in a targeted manner.
More importantly, they want to mobilize the staff of the Forbidden City and the National Museum to search for relevant information.
With the transaction list, the pertinence will undoubtedly be stronger!
Beijing.
When he saw the transaction list sent by Xiao Ran and the famous national treasures on the list, Mr. Shan started dancing with excitement, and his eyes even became a little moist.
Also excited were several other old men including Mr. Jin.
After some celebrations, Mr. Shan forced himself to calm down, then picked up his cell phone and started shaking people.
When the other appraisal experts in Beijing heard the news, they were all excited.
Every old man praised Xiao Ran and was excited that he could participate in this matter.
Immediately afterwards, many appraisal experts left their homes one after another and headed straight to the Forbidden City in the morning fog.
Boston.
Xiao Ran and the others left the presidential suite, took the "Bathing Venus" and the sculpture of the undead, and walked into the small conference room on the top floor again.
At this time, it was already about 4:30 in the afternoon.
After entering the conference room, Xiao Ran looked through the entire conference room thoroughly, just in case.
After making sure it was safe, he picked up the walkie-talkie and said:
"Sam, please report the situation outside. Has the escort team from the Boston Museum of Fine Arts set off?"
As soon as the words fell, Sam's voice came from the intercom.
"Sean, according to Marvin's report, the escort convoy of the Boston Museum of Fine Arts has set off and is on its way to the hotel."
"The Boston police sent several police cars to escort the convoy all the way, and the helicopter driven by Marvin and his friends was always guarding the convoy."
"Everything is going well so far, no accidents occurred, and no suspicious people or vehicles were found along the way. It is relatively safe."
"I will always pay attention to the situation of the escort convoy. The supporting guys are ready and can drive out at any time."
Xiao Ran breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the escort convoy was safe.
After pondering for a moment, he said coldly:
"There must be no problem with this escort convoy. Anyone who dares to take advantage of these Chinese antiques and artworks will be caught and killed even if I go to heaven or earth."
"Sam, find someone to spread the word and tell the gangsters in Boston to stay away from these Chinese antiques and art if they don't want to die!"
The next moment, Sam immediately replied:
"Sean, don't worry, we will ensure the safety of this batch of antique artworks"
"The news of the transaction between the Boston Museum of Fine Arts and our company has been leaked."
"Many media reporters came downstairs from the hotel and wanted to conduct on-site interviews."
Xiao Ran nodded and then replied:
"As expected, it is difficult for the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston to keep it strictly confidential. It is also possible that someone at Harvard University leaked the secret."
"As for the media reporters downstairs in the hotel, don't worry about them. I will arrange for someone to come forward to explain the situation after the transaction is completed."
Then, Sam continued:
"There are a few unknown cars on the street downstairs. There are some gangsters sitting in the car. They obviously have bad intentions."
"However, those guys are always under our surveillance and cannot make any big waves, so don't worry!"
Xiao Ran turned to look out the window, and then said coldly:
"Notify the Boston police and let the police deal with those guys and drive them away."
"If those idiots insist on seeking death, then let the guys take action."
Then after giving Sam a few more words, Xiao Ran ended the call.
Then he walked to the conference room window and looked downstairs at the street and Boston Common.
There were many media interview vehicles parked downstairs of the hotel, and many people gathered to watch the excitement. The scene was lively, but there was nothing special about it.
Secretly, Xiao Ran had turned on X-ray and quickly looked through all the vehicles and people downstairs.
There is nothing suspicious about the media interview vehicles in front of the hotel.
Among the crowd watching the excitement, there were several guys with weapons hidden, and their eyes were red.
However, they had already been closely watched by the security personnel mixed in the crowd and did not pose a real threat.
In an SUV on the roadside, Xiao Ran saw a few guys wearing FBI uniforms.
He could tell at a glance from the documents they carried.
These guys are indeed FBI agents, not fake.
And these guys are all from the FBI Art Crime Team, and it’s clearly written on their IDs.
Obviously, these two top-level works of art in Xiao Ran's hands, as well as the upcoming heavyweight art transaction, have attracted the attention of the FBI Art Crime Group.
That's why these guys came here to secretly keep an eye on these top-notch artworks and this deal.
In addition to several FBI agents, Xiao Ran also saw some unknown guys sitting in different cars and staring at the hotel entrance.
These guys all carried or had some guns and ammunition on their bodies and in their cars.
It's obvious that these guys have ulterior motives and are not good people.
But how do these guys know?
Above their heads, two small drones were hovering in the air, staring down at them.
When Xiao Ran saw these guys through perspective, he also quickly took note of their appearance and characteristics.
Several of the guys still had their IDs with them, and he memorized them.
All this information will be useful when the reckoning comes.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ran quickly grasped the situation on the street.
At this moment, several police cars suddenly drove out from the two intersections to the north and south of the hotel.
As soon as these police cars appeared, they immediately approached the gangsters' vehicles, including the car of the FBI Art Crime Team.
Seeing the police car approaching, the gangsters sitting in the car immediately panicked.
Several FBI agents in the SUV were dumbfounded.
"Fake! That bastard Sean must have discovered us, so he notified the police and asked them to come and investigate."
an FBI agent cursed in annoyance.
Before he finished speaking, several cars parked on the side of the road suddenly drove out of their parking spaces and drove towards both ends of the street.
The gangsters driving these vehicles had no choice but to drive away before police cars approached for questioning.
The guys cursed in annoyance as they drove away.
They had just been forced to leave the street when a huge roar of engines suddenly sounded in the air.
Immediately afterwards, two medium-sized helicopters flew through the air and appeared above the street.
The appearance of these two medium-sized helicopters immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Many media reporters gathered at the entrance of the hotel, as well as the crowd watching the excitement, looked up into the air and looked at the two medium-sized helicopters.
"Wow! It should be Sean's helicopter. This guy is still as high-profile and flamboyant as ever."
"The Museum of Fine Arts in Boston won't use air transportation, right? But it's definitely safer."
While they were talking, an armed escort convoy came crashing over and appeared in everyone's sight.
Xiao Ran, Counselor Wang and the others who were standing on the top floor of the hotel were watching this scene from a high position.
The moment they saw the escort convoy, a smile appeared on their faces.
