That's it, the two of them stayed in the basement for a whole morning, apart from Lang Jianbai expressing his nasty gratitude to Mo Xiaoyu, they were talking about these calligraphy and paintings.
"These calligraphy and paintings are the best in the museum, alas, they are finally back." Lang Jianbai looked at a table full of calligraphy and paintings, and said.
"Teacher, when do you plan to change these back?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"We can't be in a hurry. Send them all to the warehouse first. By the way, there is good news. The report on the expansion of the museum has been approved." Lang Jianbai said happily.
"Oh, so fast?" Mo Xiaoyu was also a little surprised.
There was no news when I left Tangzhou, but in just a few days, there was news.
"Hey, I played here with Bai Songyan for half a month, and the museum didn't lose money. This old guy finally has some face. It was the newcomer Qi Ji who ordered it to be run by the city government. It can start construction in 2019, and it is currently in the design and planning stage.¡± Lang Jianbai said happily.
"Oh, it seems that Qi Ji is still very proud of Master Bai." Mo Xiaoyu agreed.
"Hey, you are not in the officialdom. You don't know. Every year, the government has a lot of money that can't be spent. In recent years, the Tangzhou Municipal Government has really not invested much money in culture, so it's not a word. Moreover, Qi Ji has just arrived, and everyone has given face, neither Dong Tianming nor executive deputy mayor Long Dingtian wants to stand out and fight against Qi Ji, so it is not difficult to explain." When Lang Jianbai said this, he stroked his few sparse beards, as if he had picked up a big deal.
"That's good, the matter is finally settled, and the teacher should be relieved." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Hey, if you want these things back, I want to retire immediately, and the last thing on my mind is over." Lang Jian said insincerely.
"Teacher, if you are retired now, it may not be easy to do the renovation and expansion. You have been here for so many years, and you are a senior curator in Tangzhou. If you want to talk about your understanding of the museum and your desire to build it What kind of modern museum is there, no one knows better than you.¡± Mo Xiaoyu said.
Regardless of whether it was sincere or not, these few words of Mo Xiaoyu made Lang Jianbai very comfortable. Originally, who would not want to hear nice words, besides, these few words of Mo Xiaoyu just scratched his itching spot.
"That's what I said, but when I'm old, it's not appropriate not to retire. Now that this is over, I plan to file a retirement report." Lang Jianbai pointed to the calligraphy and paintings on the table and said.
Mo Xiaoyu didn't say anything more, whether to retreat or not is your business, it has nothing to do with me, whatever you want.
Mo Xiaoyu originally wanted to meet his master, Wen Yushan, but the old man went out to do an appraisal again, so he could only come back when he had time.
Mo Xiaoyu drove the car to the car rental company. Fortunately, it is a nationwide chain, and the car can be returned in a different place. After checking that it was noon, Mo Xiaoyu didn't call, and went directly to the gallery. I don't know what happened to this gallery?
When I took a taxi to the gallery, I was startled when I opened the door. Damn, is this a thief? There are not many paintings left in the store, it is empty, how does this look like a gallery?
"Boss, you are back, have you eaten yet, I'll go buy it." The only clerk, Monchina, was happier to see the boss came back than to see her own father.
During this period of time, she was really worried, and she didn't really work here as a shop assistant for a long time, and her elder brother kept urging her, but she couldn't see the boss himself, so how could she take the next step, so that's called One gets angry.
"Where are the paintings?" Mo Xiaoyu ignored her and asked, pointing at the wall.
"Well, the business in the store is doing well. Those paintings of yours were finished in a short time, and the remaining ones were reluctantly kept by Manager Ji because he couldn't survive, or they would have been finished early." Montina said.
"What about others?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Well, I went out to eat with Boss Dong, I don't know where I went." Montina shook her head and said.
"Okay, I see, you are busy." After Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and called Ji Shengjie. Meng Qiuna was very disappointed, but there was no way, this matter should not be rushed, so take your time. The boss is back, and this matter will be handled easily.
But Ji Shengjie didn't answer the phone after calling, and Mo Xiaoyu called Dong Zimo again, and Dong Zimo's call finally got through.
"Hey, the great painter has appeared, what's the matter, hasn't he come back yet?" Dong Zimo shouted on the phone.
"I'm back, isn't this in the gallery? Where did you go for dinner? I haven't eaten yet." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Not far, go out"Guai, Juding Hotel, waiting for you." Dong Zimo said.
"Hey, wait a minute, Juding Hotel, are you sure you're here for dinner, not to make trouble?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"Look at what you said, I'm not full yet, how can I smash it, hurry up, you are late, we will finish eating." Dong Zimo hung up the phone after speaking.
Mo Xiaoyu was excited, thinking, this Dong Zimo is wicked enough, if you go to Long's hotel to make trouble, why would you take Ji Shengjie there, Ji Shengjie is a foreigner, and he still wants to make a living here, if he participates in this The Long family can't do anything to you, but Ji Shengjie shouldn't be used as a scapegoat?
Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly took a taxi to the hotel, but when he arrived, he found a strange phenomenon. Long Wenhan, the young master of the Long family, was actually accompanying him for dinner. Mo Xiaoyu's mind was short-circuited for a while.
"Come here, Xiaoyu, it's only a few steps, why are you coming so slowly?" Dong Zimo pulled Mo Xiaoyu over and sat beside him.
Ji Shengjie was still sitting next to him, while Long Wenhan sat opposite Mo Xiaoyu, looked at each other, nodded, and said hello.
"I'm stuck in traffic, I haven't walked fast yet, have you finished eating, or haven't you served food yet?" Mo Xiaoyuhe asked.
"The food is served, and half of the food is served. As soon as you say it's okay, Wen Han said that since there are new friends coming, how can we eat the leftover seats, so we removed our table, re-ordered, and re-served the dishes, this dragon Are you particular, young master?" Dong Zimo looked at Mo Xiaoyu and asked.
Mo Xiaoyu nodded embarrassingly, and said, "Young Master Long is too polite."
Long Wenhan smiled unnaturally, Mo Xiaoyu thought to himself, Long Wenhan might not be so kind, what happened here? How could Long Wenhan be so honest?
But the more he wanted to know, the less he had the chance to know. Mo Xiaoyu looked at Ji Shengjie, and the kid shook his head, saying that he was here for dinner and didn't know anything else. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com