Chapter 87: Back to Songjiang

On the plane, He Ming opened a box with three pieces of shredded paper wrapped in layers. They were the cultural relics of the Yuan Dynasty found in the back garden of the chairman. Just now He Ming took them from Zhou Qingyun’s house before leaving. Zhou Qingyun also took the opportunity to think To hold He Ming to stay, he resorted to every means.
　　 He Ming finally got rid of his wife, quickly boarded a military plane, and flew to Songjiang at the fastest speed. It turned out that a small bag of gems only left three not-so-good gems in the pocket.
Bored in idle time, He Ming looked at the cultural relics of the Yuan Dynasty, the exquisite mutton jade and brave, the original Basiba, and the noble seal of the flower thorns. They are all very exquisite and precious cultural relics. Can't do it, but now, on this military aircraft, I have even more precious, with a total of 91 pieces of various fine cultural relics. He Ming and Gao Tianyuan are non-fine and non-collecting people.
　　 But He Ming is even better. When you get a boutique, you will sell it, and exchange the elegant and precious art for the vulgar and low-grade RMB. However, He Ming has magical glasses. Treasures and cultural relics are not a problem. The important thing is to sell money, keep exploring the treasures, and then sell them. Finally, watching the amount of money in the bank account keeps increasing, it is really pleasant!
He Ming got out of the car in front of Yingqun’s company. It was already 9:40. He first called Xue Hu and informed him that Toad Gong would be transferred to Songjiang tonight, but Xue Hu was lazy. He said,
I’ve been here long ago. Before you boarded the plane, the internal guards informed me that you were coming to Songjiang. I first rushed to Songjiang with a large military transport plane. You are ready for the new fitness test."
　　 He Ming walked towards the oncoming British group and said, "I know, I'm going to hang up."
　　 "Brother, I haven't seen you in a few days. You are actually tall and handsome. What have you eaten?"
　　The British group looked at He Ming and couldn't believe it. He Ming changed drastically within a few days.
　　He Ming shrugged. Regarding the changes in his body, even if he is the king of bragging, he can't think of a good way to explain it, which is natural. It takes years of hard work for a piece of waste wood to develop a muscle. If you want to achieve He Ming's strong and strong, like steel, the tiger will scare away from a distance. There is no hope for a lifetime. Just like a person cannot become a tiger.
　　 What can he do? I had to wow and said: "Actually I don't know."
　　 Yingqun smiled and slapped He Ming, then looked at the oversized backpack behind him, and said, "There are good things inside? You are not afraid of being crushed."
　　 He Ming shook his head and said, "No. Go and see good things."
　　 He Ming can't explain this problem either, because the alien technology backpack uses incredible technology and will not lose weight due to weight. And waterproof, fireproof, fall, stab, and theft.
He Ming followed Yingqun into her company, and a large group of staff greeted her, about fifty or so, and looked at the lobby, Western-style master style, everything is high-end goods, teak flooring, Italian furniture, worth hundreds of thousands Luxurious lighting.
　　 In front of his eyes is a golden signboard of Qunyang Art Company. There are four beautiful MMs bowing to him: "Welcome, Master He Ming."
　　 He Ming waved his hand, and several MMs recognized him. It is estimated that he had read his Super Niu post on the computer just now. He Ming asked: "Sister Ying, I'm still at work almost ten o'clock, or the sixth day of the new year?"
Yingqun said as he walked: "No, my company is generally not very busy. Business has come and requires work. Now that big business is coming, I have to come to work with temporary notice, and there is a lot of overtime. Brother, you never let me down, right? "
　　 He Ming smiled mysteriously, "You'll find out later."
　　 walked into the wide basement, the lights were brightly lit, and there were about forty appraisers from the entire company. And Huang Lao's more than a dozen professor-level experts can't stay idle. He has known He Ming's name long ago, and there are dozens of experts who came specifically for the real Buddha.
　　 When He Ming came in, they all surrounded him. He Ming took a lot of effort before putting his things on a table.
　　 "Shang dynasty beasts face, can you get this stuff too? Although the country has a chaotic management of cultural relics, this stuff is too amazing, it is well preserved, and there is basically no big picture..."
　　 "So many Western Han jade artifacts? Wow, wow, so many ghosts and cultural relics, they are all fine products. Have you robbed the ghost and the National Museum of Art?"
　　 "Yaobian Tianmu tea utensils are incredible, perfect, superb, and priceless!"
　　 "Muramasa Katana? National Treasure Katana?"
　　The people present were all stunned, deeply shocked. Having been auctioning artworks for many years, the well-known British group is also unbelievable. He didn't believe it yet. He Ming asked a lot of appraisal experts to prepare a large number of staff to clean up and take pictures and prepare for auction.
"Well, I can assure you that there is no problem with the source. It was not stolen and dug out from the ground. It was completely obtained from a collector." He Ming triumphantly said in his heart that he was a little devil. God is really strong.
　　 "Unspeakable, how much did you pay?" Yingqun asked.
　　 He Ming shrugged, "Astronomical numbers are too big for you to find them." Because they didn't get a dime, they couldn't find them.
　　 "When can I get it done? Auction as soon as possible? All labor costs, appraisal costs are counted on my head. Don't be like the Republic of China porcelain I gave you last time, and it hasn't been sold now."
Yingqun laughed and said: "Your Republic of China porcelain is in good condition, but its value is not high. Seeing the opportunity, it will sell for tens of thousands at most. This time it is all top quality, and the auction can break the record. It is estimated to be one billion, breaking the world auction. Records. Whether you are pursuing speed, you have been working tonight, all done, and advertising tomorrow, especially in the world of ghosts and major collectors. Haha, there is a good show."
　　 He Ming nodded happily, "But the 20% auction tax is too high, right?"
The British cast a blank look at He Ming and smiled: "The explanation on the phone is not clear. I mean, first of all, our experts mark a market price of one million. The auction price may be 1.1 million. The auction tax is 20% from 100,000 miles. That is 20,000 auction tax."
He Ming was surprised when he heard this, and said: "That's why! No wonder I still feel weird. The auction tax is so high. Is there anyone going to auction it? It turns out that it is, that's great. The market price is set higher! too frightening!"
Yingqun looked at the indescribable boutique cultural relics. Usually one is very amazing. Now that there are so many, his company is about to become famous, and he smiled and said: "I will leave it to me here. I will let the staff do the work first. After the contract came out, you entrusted me to auction a total of 94 fine cultural relics, attaching photos, all of which are genuine, etc. That’s it. Then they cleaned it up carefully and took photos to make an auction book for promotion!"
　　 He Ming nodded and talked a few more things, including phone calls. Of course, it was necessary to let others appreciate the great Buddha's authentic works. The Yingqun's eyes brightened and persuaded He Ming to use the Buddha's authentic works as the highlight of the propaganda. The price was 8.8 billion yuan.
　　 He Ming heard the price and immediately agreed, obediently, my mother, 8.8 billion yuan?
He Ming didn’t have any hope, but the Yingqun said:
This Bayeux Sutra is transcendent and sanctified. It is definitely an authentic relic of the Buddha. There are more than 800 million followers in Buddhism. Do you think about their potential purchasing power? God’s works? The financial resources of the domestic Buddhist exchange organizations It's huge, and it will definitely be shot. So, you must increase your publicity and hype, and the money will come out of your auction fee. This time I will take the auction commission and not get it."
"No problem, no problem." He Ming smiled and his face was distorted. He still has more than 300 million cash in the bank, which is already an astronomical figure for others, but his desire for money has no end. After all, the past Being poor is more painful than living.
　　 His favorite sentence is written in Q signatures like this: RMB is my blood, gold is my bone, and diamonds are my soul.
"It's great, great, I'll leave it to Sister Ying for everything." After signing the contract, He Ming saw the excited old man surrounded by Buddha's authentic works, his gray hair and thin body, a thought flashed in his eyes. , "Your grandpa, it should be over seventy, right?"
　　The British group was taken aback for a moment, and smiled: "My grandpa is 85."
　　 "A surprise for you and your grandpa."
　　He Ming took out the Gao Tianyuan egg from his wallet, and thought about repaying the British family. After all, he helped him earn so much money, and he is about to earn more money, the same amount of money.
Although the Yingqun was puzzled, he called his grandfather to an unmanned room. He Ming put the egg in his palm and said, "It may seem like a fairy tale, but it is true. Eat this egg. Old people become young, ugly women become beautiful women, and the disabled become good people. The next thing, you must keep it strictly confidential. I can't explain it yet, but you are a political family, maybe there is some news."
　　 After finishing speaking, let Mr. Ying eat this "egg". Elder Ying looked through a magnifying glass for a long time, with a playful smile on his face, "Rejuvenate? The disabled become better? Ha ha. The eggs are good. Okay, I'm old, take a chance."
　　 Ying ate the egg and closed his eyes to feel the taste, "The taste is not bad. It's more like a large lobster meat, very delicious."
　　 Yingqun watched all this, and she vaguely had amazing ideas. She understood He Ming and didn't like to falsify. All the things he shot were genuine, but this thing was ridiculous.
　　 But very quickly, the British group retreated a few steps, their beauty was so wide that they were all incredible. He Ming also watched the whole process, unlike Lan Jie who became a normal person. The old man just fell off his old skin and did not turn into a pupa. He quickly grew younger from an old person, just like time flies on this person. Backflow.
The old man Ying was shocked with a playful smile, how could he not feel his own change, his eyesight began to become clear, the noise in the next room became clear, the old skin on his hands fell off, his hunchback gradually straightened, wrinkles all over his body, age spots Wait, it's completely changed!
A few minutes later, Ying Lao became a man in his forties. Goodness, Ying Qun never saw his grandfather's appearance when he was young, but from the looks of her and Ying Yang, he knew that grandpa must also be a handsome guy. A very elegant middle-aged man appeared. It's just that the clothes he was wearing were a little ridiculous, and they became short and tight.
　　 The British group was silent for a while, and the old man looked at himself, feeling hard to express, and finally smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, the old lady has passed away early, otherwise I will definitely be scared to death when I see me like this."
　　 He Ming saw that everything was done, he was about to leave, said things like absolute confidentiality, and casually said that Mr. Ying is too handsome, so he waved to say goodbye.
　　 Yingqun gently said at this time: "I just passed your ghost post, so you are looking for this kind of thing? You found it, then the people above must have got it too, right!"
He Ming nodded and said softly: "The chairman is rejuvenated. And vice chairman Li Yun. Look at my first-level red medal. There is good news. I have been promoted again, and become a colonel, just like your brother. Level up!" He Ming took out the first-class red gold medal from his wallet to show off.
　　The British group was not interested, and he let out a long sigh, and said seriously: "So, do you also have treasures to restore women's youth?"
　　 He Ming blurted out, "Of course, but unfortunately it was robbed."
　　 Yingqun’s expressions ranged from surprise to anger, she said every word: "Save me some! God is your sister!"
　　 He Ming nodded again and again, and finally left Qunyang Art Company, looked at his watch, and it was ten to fifty. He wanted to see Liu Xiaolian. But when he arrived at his Spring Hotel, it was estimated that it was past eleven o'clock, and Xue Hu was about to come home again!
　　 He Ming shook his head, too busy, really, took out the phone, free driver, Colonel Xue Hu rushed over immediately.
　　 A dark-green military vehicle stopped in front of He Ming, the door opened, and Xue Hu, wearing a camouflage suit, waved to He Ming, "Come on, get in the car."
　　He Ming got in the car. There were still acquaintances in the car, including his three subordinates, boss Lin Jiusong, and Colonel Xue Hu. They all saluted when they saw him, saying hello.
Xue Hu shrugged and smiled bitterly: "You don't know what you are going to do. It promised to let you be equipped with another pistol. I will put the Colt M1911 pistol you chose last time." He said, handing over a pistol case. , There is a corresponding gun license. He Ming set his fingerprints and opened it to see a beautiful pistol.
　　 "Cool, the era of Double Gun He Ming has come." He Ming couldn't help laughing, closing the box and putting it in his backpack.
　　 Among them, Xue Hu and others discovered He Ming's abnormality again. This time the change was even greater and unexplainable. He Ming had to pick his nose and pretended to ask three questions, as if my intelligence had degenerated to three years old.
Xue Hu helplessly said, "What did you do? You got promoted from lieutenant colonel to colonel all of a sudden? There are only five days from the first night of the new year to the sixth day of the new year. Brother, five days, lieutenant colonel was promoted to colonel! "
　　 He Ming smiled mysteriously: "Did you see my post? Don't tell me you didn't see it. I can't explain, but I have already told some secrets that I can't tell."
　　 Zhou Feng, who was born as an agent, thought carefully, and immediately said: "Captain, did you perform some special tasks, the credit is very great, so you got promoted?"
　　 "Smart!" He Ming raised his thumb and said, "Smart, let's see how he explained the reason for my promotion. It can also explain the reason for my becoming stronger."
　　 Xue Hu furiously said: "It's the same as you didn't say! Everyone knows that you have done a lot of things, what's the problem?"
　　 He Ming yawned ~EbookFREE.me~ and said: "Don't you know that state secrets need to be kept secret? As a colonel, I feel ashamed to be at the same level as you, your confidentiality principle--"
"I hammered you bastard, you can still be an officer without me? You just climbed up to the colonel and dressed me?" There was a commotion in the car. Ten minutes later, He Ming got out of the car and looked around. , The lights in the distance are bright, colorful on the water surface to form a beautiful picture, but on his side, he is in a barracks with only a few lights and searchlights.
"Isn't this the Huangpu River?" He Ming asked, Xue Hu deliberately retaliated against He Ming's ignorant attitude just now. He pretended to look like a rascal that He Ming often had, picking his nose and looking stupid. Where is it? What can you eat?"
　　 points=
　　 Explain the problem of nouveau riche, it is very troublesome to be banned.
　　 I personally don’t hate upstarts. If someone hits me with money, I’ll definitely like it.
　　 This is the truth. Just on this website, all the authors will like to smash his readers with 100 million starting currency.
　　 So to use a big saying about Journey to the West, the reason why you did not become Monkey King is only because you did not meet the person who gave you seven moles.
　　Similarly, the reason you hate nouveau riche is because you have not met anyone who smashed you.
That’s it. Also, if you think the protagonist is so stupid, maybe it’s because I don’t have enough pen skills. After all, I’m a rookie and I’ve never written such a long article. I will inevitably lose control, but you think he’s really stupid. Tragedy, my friend.
　　 Reply to WAWAWA113, I have to shrug my shoulders for the same question in the future.