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"Okay, if I can't get along here anymore, I'll go find you." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Ji Kexin could tell that Mo Xiaoyu was perfunctory to herself. Although she was helpless, what else could she say, so she chatted for a few more words and hung up the phone.
"Is there a real quarrel?" Ji Shengjie walked behind Mo Xiaoyu at some point and asked.
"Damn, you want to scare people to death, why are you walking silently?".
"Brother-in-law, it's not that I'm silent, but that you're too focused. My uncle and aunt have asked you, and I think they've really fallen in love with you. Go to Beijing with me if you have nothing to do. Let's talk about cooperation by the way." thing". Ji Shengjie was still staring at Mo Xiaoyu's money.
"The matter of cooperation can be discussed now. I'm staying with you just to talk to you about it. After you return to Beijing, register a company for me. It doesn't need a lot of registered capital. You can inquire how much it will cost and give it to me. Just give me a call, and I'll put the money and your commission into your account." Mo Xiaoyu threw Ji Shengjie a cigarette and said.
"Are you going to start a company?" Ji Shengjie asked.
"Forget it, I have an urgent need recently, you should hurry up and don't take it seriously." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Okay, my sister is also consulting about this matter, why don't you start a partnership?" Ji Shengjie lit a cigarette and asked.
"Ji Kexin? She runs a company?"
"Yeah, she asked me to introduce an agency a few days ago, but what she wants to do is to open a cultural company. I heard that she wants to start a cultural media company. I don't know what she wants to do." Ji Shengjie said.
Mo Xiaoyu's heart was moved, but he thought again, this matter has something to do with Dumanshan, so it's better not to bring others into it. Ji Kexin is the host of Tangzhou TV station, and Dumanshan is also from Tangzhou. It is inevitable that someone will contact him at that time Together, it may cause troubles for Ji Kexin, so it's better to register a company by yourself.
Early the next morning, Ji Shengjie flew back to Beijing, and Mo Xiaoyu went to the museum. Lang Jianbai was probably going crazy, because he was very important to him now, and if something happened to him, Lang Jianbai would probably To plan to escape.
Sure enough, as soon as Lang Jianbai saw Mo Xiaoyu, he immediately took him to the basement. He always thought it was the safest place to talk, and it was too dangerous to say anything in the office. People came and went, and his secrets were impossible. Let others know.
"What's going on, that bitch Ji Kexin is really a villain, and you are involved in this matter again?" Lang Jianbai asked seriously.
"It's still Mu Yingze who wants to force Ji Kexin, but she's gone to Beijing now and won't come back at all. Mu Yingze wants to control me and threaten Ji Kexin, but I don't know that I am not that important to Ji Kexin."
"I asked Long Youxuan to find someone important to Mu Yingze, but I haven't replied to me until now. Have you seen her?" Lang Jianbai asked with a frown.
"No, I ran out by myself, but I always feel that this matter is not that simple, and they will not let it go. After all, kidnapping is not a trivial matter. If I call the police, although Mu Yingze will not be involved, his subordinates Someone has to come out and take responsibility." Mo Xiaoyu analyzed.
"So, don't go anywhere during this period of time, stay in the museum, paint if you want to paint, and talk to Wen Yushan if you don't want to paint. The technology has been passed on to you." Lang Jianbai relaxed after saying this.
Mo Xiaoyu smiled and asked, "Teacher, are you not angry that I will learn appraisal from Master Wen?"
"Xiaoyu, what are you talking about? I treat you like my own child. I didn't sleep last night because I was worried about you. Just come back." Lang Jianbai said this with sincerity, which made it difficult for Mo Xiaoyu to tell whether it was true or not.
Lang Jianbai also said, "You don't have to be overwhelmed by your skills. Master Wen's ancestors were all antique dealers. They have all the skills, but they haven't found anyone who can pass them on. If you can continue, you will be lucky."
"Teacher, I will study hard. By the way, I have already found someone to find ancient paper and ancient ink, and those paintings will be made again soon." What Mo Xiaoyu was talking about was the authentic works of those ancient paintings taken away by Ji Kexin, which was Lang Jianbai's heart disease.
"Xiaoyu, your talented teacher can't teach you much, but your social experience is too little. I mainly teach you these things. Things in the painting and calligraphy circle are not that simple." Lang Jianbai said.
"Thank you, teacher. I will learn from you. To become a painter, one must not only be able to paint, but also let people understand my paintings. Otherwise, I can only be a painter." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Lang Jianbai deeply agreed with Mo Xiaoyu's words, and also felt that this kid seemed to have opened up, and the experience of this period of time was not spent in vain."I reported the application for funds. How is the progress on your side?" Lang Jianbai suddenly remembered the fund for the museum's reconstruction and expansion, and asked.
"The conditions are ripe, but the city doesn't seem to be peaceful. The secretary of the municipal party committee, Qin Yishan, has advanced lung cancer and went to Beijing for treatment. The big bosses in the city are busy taking over the position. If this carrot is taken away, it must be someone else. To fill the hole, but if a radish moves its nest, other people will move accordingly, which is complicated.¡± Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Well, I've also heard about this, you have to hurry up, otherwise, if you miss this opportunity, it will be very difficult." Lang Jianbai said worriedly.
After Lang Jianbai left, Mo Xiaoyu took out the set of wine vessels and looked at them over and over again, but he still couldn't see anything. The only way to communicate with them was through wine, so he was half asleep and half awake that night.
When she woke up again, it was already noon the next day. Mo Xiaoyu washed her face and wanted to go out to find something to eat, but Wen Yushan saw her just as she went up.
"The bastard is back? Don't you come to see me?" Wen Yushan shouted.
"I came here last night. Master, you are already off work. Didn't you come to see you early in the morning?" Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Stop talking nonsense, come with me". Wen Yushan looked around and said mysteriously.
Mo Xiaoyu followed Wen Yushan to the top floor, which is Wen Yushan's studio. When he opened the door, he saw a tripod. Most of it had been cleared out by Wen Yushan. Although it was far from being restored, the patterns on the four sides were clearly visible.
Mo Xiaoyu went around to the last side of the tripod, but the content he saw changed drastically. He saw a person surrounded by fire all over the sky, and in the air was a green dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, snake and tortoise. But the fire is too big, it is impossible to succeed.
"What did you see?" Wen Yushan couldn't help asking when he saw that Mo Xiaoyu was watching intently.
"Is the man in the middle Zhou Wang Di Xin?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"That's right, it's the same as my idea. This is the self-immolation picture of King Zhou. This can only prove that it is something after the Shang Dynasty. I haven't found out what period it is." Wen Yushan said regretfully. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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