Theoretically, the twelve-headed beasts are the twelve open-air faucets in the Old Summer Palace.
No matter the material, craftsmanship or historical origin.
They cannot be called "rare treasures".
There are more treasures of extraordinary historical value and cultural significance in the Old Summer Palace.
Twelve outdoor faucets?
It doesn’t even rank!
But when they are endowed with a history of national sorrow and national shame, the meaning they carry becomes deeper and somewhat strange.
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"Hmph! These ghost guys who looted the Old Summer Palace back then, after finishing killing people and setting fire to it, they will start talking about history and civilization and playing financial games again."
"Now we are setting fire to the auction." Zhuang Shikai finished reading the folded auction announcement in the newspaper, put the newspaper back on the table, and snorted heavily.
What is the most valuable thing in the world? Not minerals such as gold, silver and jewelry, nor industrial products such as aircraft and cannons.
It’s not even an invention that changes lives and rewrites the course of mankind.
But emotion!
The most illusory things are the most valuable, and the most illusory things are the most expensive.
In a sense, love, friendship, national feelings, every event related to "love"... cannot be put on a price!
Equivalent to priceless!
Of course, when broken down into details, it is not the real price.
Love can be defeated by material things, friendship can be tainted by money, and national emotions can be used to betray interests.
But when you believe it, it is priceless.
This is where emotions differ from all material things.
It is also the softest place in the human heart.
"Bah." Zhuang Shikai opened the drawer, took out a box of cigars, opened the lid, took out one, and lit it quietly with a lighter.
"Except for the horse head I took back from the antiquities dealer, the remaining eleven animal heads were all held by foreign ghosts."
"Most of these animal heads were in the hands of senior commanders of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces at that time, and a few of them went to some businessmen and collectors."
"Guys, you guys are really smart! Holding eleven animal heads, we will release the goods step by step in the future, selling them round by round, pushing up the price again and again!" Zhuang Shikai touched the end of the cigar with his fingertips, watching the cigar rise. Silk white threads, deeply smelling the aroma of cigars.
And the ghost guys’ conspiracy about the twelve animal heads.
Mr. Zhuang has seen through this a long time ago.
In other words, most of the Chinese people who were born in later generations and have experienced Gui Lao's auctions and hype can clearly see Gui Lao's layout.
First of all, the value of the twelve animal heads is not high.
If there is no hype.
How much is a faucet worth?
Secondly, the number of twelve animal heads is enough to pinch goods, raise prices one after another, create public opinion, and eventually extend the timeline to tens, hundreds, or even hundreds of years, harvesting the wealth of the Chinese people in waves. .
Finally, animal heads can also be used to stir up the emotions of the Chinese nation, attack the pride of the Chinese nation, and gain some political needs. If necessary, you can also take out the animal head in exchange for benefits.
This move kills three birds with one stone!
As for those national treasures that are of high value in themselves, most of them are single pieces or pairs and can be auctioned directly at high prices without any need for speculation.
In addition, because the number is extremely rare, unlike the large series of Yuanmingyuan animal heads, there are twelve, which can be played slowly, so there is no room for speculation.
"Take the cheapest things and sell them for the most expensive prices. Twelve Songs is the most successful auction marketing case after World War II." Zhuang Shikai put down the lighter, put the cigar into his mouth, frowned, and sucked it in gently. One mouthful.
This kind of success is nothing more than exploiting the patriotism of the Chinese to defraud the Chinese of their wealth.
A robber robs your house, sells all your goodies, and then sells them back to you at the cheapest price.
And they are sold one by one, and you have to bid against each other to buy the most expensive price.
You know, for decades in later generations, the whereabouts of dragon heads, snake heads, sheep heads, chicken heads, etc. are still unknown.
If the twelve zodiac animals also symbolize the spirit of the Chinese people.
Those dragon heads are the totems of the Chinese!
The dragon head has not appeared for a long time. The people inside obviously know Chinese people and business know-how...
"In the past few years, some traditional literati in China have been writing, writing magazines and biographies."
"There are also some history columns and popular science programs that more or less mentioned the twelve animal heads of the Old Summer Palace."
"It's hard not to suspect that they are writing soft articles to build momentum for certain things."
Zhuang Shikai let out a long sigh.
Of course, the most influential among them is a text.
However, some are creating momentum, and some are taking advantage of momentum. History is there, and if literati want to write about it, there is nothing they can do to achieve impact.
"You can be sure that the horse head that was to be sent abroad should be the last one."
"There is not necessarily one overseas speculator, but there may be a group of people who don't even know each other, but they have a copper head and join the speculator group unconsciously."
"However, this speculator group should have a core."
"The core of this speculator group found that it was impossible to obtain the horse's head, so it left the twelve beasts overseas."
"So I can only hold eleven animal heads and start speculating in advance..."
Zhuang Shikai smoked a cigar, picked up the phone, and called Yang Jianhua first.
First, he asked Yang Jianhua to inform people in the domestic publicity department not to report on the auction of the twelve animal heads.
Don't add fuel to the fire and frequently report on the history of the Twelve Beast Heads to avoid arousing domestic national sentiments and becoming an accomplice to foreign speculators...
Secondly, he asked Salena to stare at the auction house.
He wants to collect the twelve animal heads from the Old Summer Palace as a gift, so that the twelve animal heads and Hong Kong Island can be returned to the motherland!
But he doesn’t plan to use the money to buy it!
Not to mention becoming an accomplice of the hype!
The Chinese should also use guns and guns to get back what the robbers took away with guns, instead of using the hard-earned money of the working people to exchange tens of millions of dollars for foreign exchange to buy them.
Otherwise, the Twelve Beast Heads could at least take away billions or tens of billions of dollars in labor value from the Chinese!
You know, it’s not surprising that the dragon’s head fetched any price.
The later the head of the twelve animals is photographed, the higher the price will be. No matter how prosperous the motherland develops, we will not spend money that should not be spent!
However, one of the twelve animal heads is missing, and the return of the horse head to the motherland has essentially broken the situation. After breaking a corner of a huge speculation, the next step is to see how to operate.
"clear."
"Director Zhuang."
Yang Jianhua answered the phone and nodded: "I will ask the domestic propaganda outlets to cooperate, and also ask the Cultural Heritage Administration to issue a notice that it is not recommended to use private individuals or companies to participate in the auction to rescue the national treasure."
"The national treasure should be returned one by one by the motherland to the criminals of the past! Instead of paying to buy it back!"
"I understand your thoughts, and I believe the higher-ups will support you."
"Very good, Chief Yang." Zhuang Shikai thanked him sincerely: "Thank you for your understanding and support, let the criminals return the stolen goods! This is also my ideal!"
"But you have to earn your own face!" Zhuang Shikai said in a deep voice.
Yang Jianhua also sighed: "Yes... if the country does not rise, the national power will not prosper! Others will look at you seriously and treat you as a bully. To make people willingly return the stolen goods is to admit the crimes of the past... and pay them back." It’s not just stolen goods.”
"Alas, there is still a long way to go..."
"Yes." Zhuang Shikai sighed.
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"Okay, Zhuang Sheng."
Salena replied.
"I will send people to London to participate in the Sotheby's auction. They will never participate in bidding, but they will keep an eye on the buyer of the animal head."
"OK."
"I'll go to your place tonight."
Zhuang Shikai preached.
Salena was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll wait for you."
"Um."
"By the way, let's discuss the birthday celebration for Brother Luo."
Zhuang Shikai preached with a smile.
As for whether he really discusses things or does things, haha.
Spiders and women know.
In addition, Yang Jianhua's theory of the rise of a great country is very correct and his ideas are correct.
But Zhuang Shikai will not leave the ghost guys another chance to speculate.
Why shouldn't he use some means to get his things back?
Do you still need to reason with criminals? Sorry, he is the "first brother" and is the best at reasoning with criminals.
That night.
Zhuang Shikai used his "mind's eye" to accidentally hear the cry from the little spider! ! !
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The end of the month.
A cruise ship slowly arrived in Tsim Sha Tsui.
Lei Luo was wearing a white suit and walked down the stairs step by step, full of energy.
"Brother Luo." Zhuang Shikai was wearing a black suit, with oiled hair and a handsome slicked back. It's formal yet chic.
The sun was quite bright today. He held a black umbrella and stepped forward to block the sun for Brother Luo. I made a special trip to greet Brother Luo.
"Zhuangzi!" Lei Luo stood next to the wooden board of the pier, stood under the black umbrella, raised his head slightly, and looked at the blue sky of Hong Kong Island.
"Huh!" He took a deep breath, relaxed his shoulders, and showed a comforting smile: "The sea breeze in Hong Kong Island is even saltier than that in Taiwan Island!"
"Hahaha!" Zhuang Shikai stood beside him, holding up an umbrella and laughing: "Brother Luo, welcome back."
"Brother Luo! Brother Luo! Brother Luo!" Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan, Huang Weiyao and others stood in front of the cars at the back and shouted.
The water next to the pier reflected an old man and a young man, two figures in straight suits and somewhat similar temperaments.
Coincidentally, both of them wore the same style of slicked-back hair, and each looked handsome in his own way.
"Master Zhuang!" Lardboy was wearing a jacket and had a big belly. He stood behind Brother Luo and smiled: "Brother Qi, Sir Zhuo, Sir Cai."
Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan, Huang Weiyao and others all nodded to him without hesitation.
Now, the Chinese police officers in the police force respect Brother Luo. That is respecting teachers! Respect the seniors! But in the final analysis, Lardboy is a low-class person and can't stand up! He was only worthy of working around Brother Luo, and as time passed, he naturally had to lower his profile. No longer qualified to be a boss. He is not Brother Luo.
"I'm back..." Lei Luo opened his arms and exhaled softly, his face full of emotion.
"I'm back!!!" Lei Luo shouted loudly, with high energy and radiant face!
Miss Bai was holding an exquisite leather bag and wearing a white dress, standing next to her husband.
She pulled up a piece of hair and put it behind her ear, with a "child" smile on her face.
Sure enough, no matter how domineering a man was when he was young, for him, happiness is so simple.
"Hello, sister-in-law." Zhuang Shikai nodded to Miss Bai, and then said to Brother Luo: "Big brother, let's go, I will take you home!"
"Okay! Go home!" Lei Luo shouted in high spirits.
Immediately, Director Zhuang held up an umbrella and led Detective Lei to the No. 1 car, opened the door himself, and asked Detective Lei to get on the No. 1 car.
