Hugging his ashtray tightly, he was too nervous and had no cigarettes to smoke, so he took a deep drag of secondhand smoke: "Take it easy, Third Aunt."
Chen Rou saw that the old man's hair had stood on end again after her actions, making him look like a bull demon king. To distract him, she slowly looked for the buttons and started talking about something else: "The ceramic basin that Mr. Guo gave you is very meaningful. You see, its rim is covered with fish bones and seashells. Eight thousand years ago, fish bones and seashells were symbols of money. So in a sense, this is a treasure basin."
Actually, the guy surnamed Guo, Guo Xiaobai, brought Liang Lisheng a whole bunch of antiques as gifts in order to persuade him to come out of retirement. He didn't want them because, firstly, he didn't want to cooperate with mainlanders, and secondly, if he did, he would have to betray Nie Rong.
He had already tricked Nie Rong into being imprisoned by Nie Zhao. If he were to betray his elder brother again, he might as well just die.
But the other party insisted on giving it as a gift, and his wife forced him to accept something. So he picked and chose, and picked the most inconspicuous earthenware pot. It turned out to be a treasure pot from eight thousand years ago, and he used it as an ashtray.
He thought for a moment, then solemnly held it up and said, "If this is genuine, I'm afraid it won't be allowed to leave the country, right?"
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be allowed.
In the future, the country will classify cultural relics, and some cultural relics will be permanently prohibited from being taken out of the country, under no circumstances.
But now it's the late 80s and early 90s, and too many people are taking their belongings with them when they leave. Because of the economic disparity, what they take out are precious cultural artifacts or gold and silver, while what they bring back to the mainland are small appliances such as small fans, small refrigerators, and televisions. After all, what people need more are small things that they can actually use.
Chen Rou didn't know if the item was genuine, but as far as she knew, while there might be fakes of porcelain from that era, items like bronze and painted pottery were rarely faked because there was no market for them.
So she said, "Based on my measurements, it should be genuine, a treasure bowl from eight thousand years ago."
Liang Lisheng finally became serious, his smile fading as he said, "You spendthrift."
Guo Xiaobai brought him an 8,000-year-old historical artifact.
He used it as an ashtray. Both Guo Xiaobai and he are spendthrifts.
A spendthrift son of the descendants of Yan and Huang.
Distracted, Liang Lisheng didn't realize the plane had taken off until the engine started and the propeller began to spin. Although he still didn't know if Chen Rou could fly it to the mine, he immediately gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"
The helicopter was incredibly noisy, and Liang Lisheng, with his big head, obviously didn't like wearing a helmet, so Chen Rou had to shout at him: "Ah Zhao is telling you to rest not because he wants to abandon you, but because of your gout!"
In fact, Nie Zhao abandoned him.
Of his sons, only Liang Sihan, who had AIDS, was still of any use.
Nie Zhao's decision to put Liang Sihan in charge of the sand pit was already a huge favor to Liang Lisheng, since he already had such a capable newcomer as Wade and didn't need Liang Lisheng anymore.
If Liang Lisheng were to collaborate with the rising star Guo Xiaobai, regardless of how much money that mainlander could offer him, they certainly wouldn't care about his health. In his current state, if he were to push himself any further, he would probably be heading straight to meet God.
Therefore, in Nie Zhao's view, he was already an old and useless piece of chess, something meaningless, so he simply got rid of him.
But Chen Rou quite liked the old man; he was decisive and valued loyalty.
And she did have a favor to ask of him today. Of course, she was the one who changed his fate, and to the best of her ability, she still needed to help him and Nie Zhao reconcile. So she said, "It was also A-Zhao who asked me to come see you today."
Why was he the person Nie Rong trusted most?
Because Liang Lisheng is simple-minded and brave, he is truly committed to what he says and genuinely believes what he is told.
He slapped his thigh and roared, "I knew it! No matter how angry Third Master is, he knows I have no bad intentions and I'm a good person. I also know he'll forgive me and call me back to work."
He's like a child; when he makes a mistake, he just says he didn't have bad intentions.
But Chen Rou disagrees with this.
She shouted, "No, you clearly know that even with only a 1% chance of something going wrong, Nie's stock will plummet, Ah Zhao will be sued, and might even go to jail. You still did it. If I were handling your case..."
Wearing a helmet, she gripped the control lever with one hand, raised her hand from the dashboard, and made a throat-slitting motion.
Someone who creates trouble should be dealt with decisively; he should indeed be silenced immediately.
Everyone here is in the underworld, Liang Lisheng understands. He nodded and gave a thumbs up.
Chen Rou continued, "But Ah Zhao told me, Uncle Liang, you are a very sentimental person. Even if you only have Master and Second Master in your heart in this life, even if you really have the intention to harm him, heroes cherish heroes, and he cherishes you!"
Nie Zhao truly admired Liang Lisheng, because even at this critical juncture when everyone else had turned against him, he still cared about Nie Rong and Nie Yao, which showed that he was a man of deep feelings and integrity.
However, Boss Nie also values ​​efficiency. If Liang Lisheng is not as useful as younger people, he will simply eliminate him.
But even an old horse in its stall is still eager to gallop; who wouldn't want to hear some kind words?
Moreover, Liang Lisheng is a gentleman with a magnanimous heart, open and honest, and upright and incorruptible, just as Chen Rou described.
In addition, after spending more than a month holed up in the backyard, he was constantly being criticized by his wife and daughters-in-law. The old man felt extremely aggrieved. He hugged an ashtray tightly and cried out in grief, "It's me, it's me who has let Third Master down!"
Following the map, Chen Rou piloted the helicopter at low altitude along the road, crossing the port to the near sea. As the seawater beneath her feet gradually turned deep blue, she knew she had reached the open sea.
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