Now it seems that the Christie's auction was a bit hasty.

In other words, Zhuang Zhou's foresight was insufficient.

Originally, the transactions were done privately, the circle was small, and everyone was just one member of the same circle.

Things are much simpler.

Of course, the main reason is that the previous baby was not vibrating enough.

This time, twelve golden dragons were put on auction.

As a result, Christie's launched a large-scale publicity campaign.

It is precisely because of this vigorous publicity that it has become known to everyone in the circle.

It has also attracted a lot of attention outside the circle.

As soon as the news spread, the relevant departments took notice.

But according to Ma Changbo, things are fine now.

It's just under investigation and hasn't been confirmed.

Zhuang Zhou sat on the sofa in the living room, his brow furrowed, his mind full of thoughts.

He didn't expect that these twelve golden dragons would cause so much trouble.

I originally thought that this was just a treasure in his personal collection and I could do with it as I pleased.

But I didn't expect that there were such complicated factors involved behind this.

Zhuang Zhou pondered for a moment and asked:

"Boss Ma, how do we resolve this?"

Ma Changbo sighed:

“How else can we solve it?

If this is truly a national treasure, it must not be leaked. Even if it were put up for auction, it would be snatched up.”

Zhuang Zhou frowned slightly:

"Is there no other way?"

Ma Changbo hesitated for a moment before saying:

"It's not that there's no way, you just have to find someone, someone in the mainland, to smooth things over."

Looking for someone?

Zhuang Zhou thought for a moment and asked:

"Who are you looking for?"

Ma Changbo hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Find someone from the government, preferably the Cultural Relics Bureau, and explain clearly.

Or you have to provide the source to prove that it is from your personal collection."

Cultural Relics Bureau?

Zhuang Zhou frowned slightly.

He doesn't know anyone in the Cultural Relics Bureau, so how can he find him?

etc.

Zhuang Zhou suddenly thought of someone.

Isn’t Meng Xuan’s father from the Cultural Relics Bureau?

yes!

You can find out more about the situation from him.

It’s just that proving this person’s collection is a bit troublesome!

Even though he said he brought it back from Chang'an.

But how to prove it?

After a pause, Zhuang Zhou asked again:

"What if it can't be proven?"

Ma Changbo sighed:

“If those twelve golden dragons are indeed confirmed to be cultural relics that are prohibited from being photographed, you’ll be in trouble.

I have checked for you. The crime of reselling cultural relics is punishable by imprisonment of one to two years.

If you designate this as a national treasure, it's even more serious!"

“???”

Hearing this, Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He had gone to great lengths to bring back the twelve golden dragons from the Tang Dynasty.

And bring yourself to jail?

End the call with Ma Changbo.

Zhuang Zhou felt mixed emotions. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

The most important thing now is to find a solution.

After thinking for a moment, Zhuang Zhou decided to call Meng Xuan's father first.

After all, he is the director of the Qingdu City Cultural Relics Bureau.

You should have a better understanding of this aspect.

By the way...what was Meng Xuan’s father’s name?

Oh, his name is Meng Tianxiang.

Pick up your phone and look for your contacts.

Only then did I realize that there was no phone number for Meng Tianxiang.

I had to find Meng Xuan.

I called and the call was connected quickly:

"Hello, Meng Xuan, I'm Zhuang Zhou."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Meng Xuan on the other end of the phone burst into tears.

“…”

Zhuang Zhou hurriedly asked:

"Why are you crying?"

Meng Xuan calmed down and asked while sobbing:

"Zhuang Zhou, where have you been?

I thought I could never contact you again?"

Zhuang Zhou was moved and said softly:

“Don’t worry, I’m fine.

I've been a little busy lately and haven't had time to contact you.

By the way, I have something to ask you. Could you please send me your father's phone number?"

When Meng Xuan heard this, she immediately asked nervously:

"What's wrong?

Do you have something to do with my dad?

Did something happen?"

It seems that she doesn't know yet that photographing cultural relics is prohibited.

Zhuang Zhou planned not to tell her for the time being so as not to make her worry.

Quickly comforted:

"Don't be nervous, it's not a bad thing.

I just want to ask him about something related to cultural relics. Can you help me contact him?"

Meng Xuan hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed:

"Okay, I'll make the contact for you.

Wait a moment."

After saying that, Meng Xuan hung up the phone.

Not long after, the phone rang again.

Zhuang Zhou picked up the phone and heard a middle-aged man's voice:

"Hello, is this Zhuang Zhou? I'm Meng Tianxiang, Meng Xuan's father."

Zhuang Zhou quickly said:

"Hello Director Meng, I'm Zhuang Zhou!"

"Well, I heard from Meng Xuan that you have something to talk to me about?"

"Yes, that's right. I've been in some trouble recently and would like to ask you for advice on cultural relics."

Hearing this, Meng Tianxiang couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Oh? What exactly is it?

You can tell me about it.”

Zhuang Zhou took a deep breath and briefly recounted the whole story.

After listening to Zhuang Zhou's narration, Meng Tianxiang was silent for a while before speaking:

"You mean, you provided the twelve golden dragons at the Christie's auction in Hong Kong?"

Zhuang Zhou could only laugh and cry:

"Yes, it's me."

Meng Tianxiang paused and asked again:

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