Seeing the arrogant and domineering young man in front of him who called himself "Young Master Du", Director Wang's anger almost burst out of his chest.

He had never seen such an arrogant person, who dared to threaten the director of a national museum on his own turf. This was simply a trampling on the dignity of the nation's cultural treasures!

Director Wang sneered inwardly, thinking, "Who is he? Does he think he can control everything in Binhai City? Is there no one who can do anything about him?"

Director Wang's eyes shone with an indomitable spirit. He straightened his back and said in a loud voice, "So what if I insist on leaving? So what if I want to continue my investigation? I'll see who can stop me!"

His tone was filled with a commitment to justice and a disdain for power, as if he were declaring to everyone that he would never back down, no matter how great the pressure or threats.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Du revealed a disdainful smile.

He slowly approached Director Wang, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

The wooden stick in his hand drew an arc in the air, whistling through the wind, and slammed down hard towards Director Wang.

This blow is not only a provocation against Director Wang personally, but also a challenge to the authority of the National Museum.

"Kill him for me!" At Young Master Du's command, his henchmen rushed out like wolves and tigers, each with a fierce look on their faces, as if they wanted to tear Director Wang to pieces.

Upon seeing this, the members of the investigation team all retreated. Although they were law enforcement officers, they clearly dared not act rashly in this situation.

Their eyes revealed helplessness and fear, as if they were facing an unshakeable behemoth.

Upon seeing this, Director Wang felt a pang of sorrow.

He never imagined that in this society governed by the rule of law, there would be anyone who would dare to commit such a blatant act of violence.

He took a deep breath, bracing himself for the approaching storm.

However, at that moment, a familiar voice rang out from the crowd: "Stop!"

Li Fu arrived hurriedly with a group of men, their faces filled with anxiety and anger.

However, when Young Master Du saw Li Fu arrive, he showed no fear whatsoever.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, as if to say, "Who do you think you are, Li Fu? How dare you meddle in my business?"

He glanced at Li Fu with disdain and continued, "Li Fu, are you sure you can hold onto your position? So arrogant? Believe me or not, I'll oust you right now?"

Young Master Du's tone was full of arrogance and threat, as if he already regarded himself as the local emperor of Binhai City, able to manipulate anyone at will.

His underlings also joined in the jeering, mocking Li Fu for overestimating himself and daring to challenge their boss.

Upon hearing this, Li Fu's face turned ashen.

I never expected Young Master Du to be so arrogant, not even putting me in his eyes.

Li Fu took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then said, "Young Master Du, this is a society governed by law, not a place for you to run wild. You'd better surrender, or you'll bear the consequences."

Young Master Du burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

He arrogantly said, "Li Fu, who do you think you are? You think you can catch me with just a few of you? Let me tell you, if you don't know what's good for you today, I'll take care of you too!"

After saying that, Young Master Du waved his hand, and his underlings became restless again, preparing to attack Li Fu and the others.

However, at that moment, Li Fu swiftly drew a pistol from his waist and aimed it at Young Master Du.

His voice was calm: "Young Master Du, if you move again, I will shoot."

Young Master Du's smile instantly froze on his face.

He hadn't expected Li Fu to draw his gun so decisively, which caught him off guard.

His henchmen also stopped in their tracks, not daring to make any further moves.

Where would a city police officer get a gun? Could it be a toy gun?

Young Master Du and his gang are starting to get restless again.

Seeing this, Li Fu seized the opportunity to say to his assistant, "Call Director Huo of the Anti-Organized Crime Office immediately and have him come to the scene."

"Director Wang, walk carefully and don't walk at night, or you might encounter ghosts."

Young Master Du left with his men. Since Huo Deguang was coming again, they should still give him some face.

Director Wang was so angry he almost fainted when he watched the group leave.

This is outrageous!

"What's up with this young master Du?"

Director Wang looked at Li Fu. Even Li Fu was afraid? Li Fu threw the toy gun aside. It was indeed a toy gun; where did he get a real gun?

Knowing that Young Master Du might not give them face, they brought a gun on the way.

It's a long story.

What could Li Fu possibly say? Why is he so arrogant? He must have some reason to be so confident. He doesn't even give himself face, let alone have any real authority.

"No matter who it is, I will make them pay the price."

Director Wang followed Li Fu out, wanting to go back to Beijing. This is too much, too much!

We must get someone at the national level to intervene, otherwise we won't be able to swallow this insult.

Li Fu came along, and he had to bring people to protect him, otherwise he was really afraid that Young Master Du might do something.

That rich kid is truly lawless.

This museum incident has really gone too far.

But what could I do? I wasn't even a member of the investigation team; it was the locals who did the investigation.

That's why temporary workers were hired to do it. Now that Director Wang is dissatisfied, things will escalate, and I will have to take responsibility for it.

However, there's no escaping it. Cultural matters are the deputy director's job, but I also have management responsibilities.

On the other side.

Zhang Fan is appraising treasures here on the antique street.

Invited by the head manager, the old manager of Shengshi Auction was invited here.

The person he invited to appraise the treasure must be someone important.

Zhang Fan stared at the painting, somewhat dumbfounded.

this?

There are only so many rare treasures in the world; it's impossible for two paintings to be exactly the same. There must be genuine and fake ones.

This is a painting of palace music, which is part of the category of paintings of court ladies in the Tang Dynasty.

This painting is housed in the Kamijing Museum, and there is only one of its kind.

But now this painting has appeared here, and it has left two top appraisal institutions dumbfounded.

Zhang Fan looked at the old shopkeeper. His appraisal should also be true, and he had just checked it with his X-ray vision, and it was true as well.

There's a saying that goes something like this: "One painting in the Forbidden City, one painting in mine; yours is fake, mine is real."

Is the stuff inside fake? Is the stuff outside real?

This isn't a matter of value; it's just that it's somewhat incomprehensible.

Did Director Wang secretly use the money to bribe people?

Is he an old fox?

How much money do they want?

Zhang Fan looked at the painting.

"Not much, fifty million. Discounts available for bulk orders."

The old shopkeeper said something.

Fifty million is no problem, but the phrase "discounts for bulk orders" is a bit disheartening.

Whose museum is this anyway?

Can you just take it whenever you want?

If you don't have money, can you just take it out and cash it out?