40 Interwoven Flowers | One Night X
The beautiful sunrise and breakfast time ended up being a journey back to the hotel for four people in one car.
In order to avoid talking nonsense, Lin Weifeng took the initiative to choose to be the driver.
Jiang Yu sat in the passenger seat.
Xing Zhou was clinging to Lin Weifeng's chair in the back seat, looking puzzled and laughing non-stop. He wanted to say something to Su Tian, but Su Tian was pretending to be asleep.
The car returned to silence.
Last night, Yang Xiuqi seemed like a madman. He took advantage of his allergy to alcohol and kept getting drunk. He hugged Xing Zhou and confessed his deep love for her.
Xing Zhou was annoyed by what he heard. He wanted to say again and again that Lin Weifeng had someone he liked, but was suppressed by Su Tian.
When Su Tian is not working, he always looks casual and nonchalant. His way of controlling the situation is to clink glasses and drink, help others go crazy, and finally say as a caring passerby: "You are really not worthy, that girl deserves better."
After going crazy for a long time, Yang Xiuqi was shocked. His stomach churned more violently than the waves and he vomited all over Meng Lu.
Then the two of them left.
This Su Tian has done his undercover work to the extreme. If it weren't for the accidental meeting this morning, Xing Zhou would still have thought he was a passerby.
And they are kind compatriots.
When the sunshine was sufficient, a meeting message was sent to the expert group.
Xing Zhou clicked on it and saw, "Does everyone have time this morning? Let's have a meeting. We've preliminarily determined that 38 cultural relics are missing Chinese artifacts. This is no small matter."
He couldn't immerse himself in work at the moment, so he took the opportunity to say to himself, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"
Another crazy one.
Lin Weifeng was so absorbed in driving that he didn't see the message and didn't respond immediately.
Xing Zhou came up again: "Why, you're hiding it from your own people? Do you have to wait until there's a preliminary conclusion? If you update the news simultaneously, I can keep up with the pace of work."
His voice was hanging, with ups and downs, full of innuendos and slanders, as if he was wagging his tail and begging for a response.
The cold air from the air conditioner hits my nose, in order to block out the noisy chatter——
Lin Weifeng finally replied: "What's the point of a one-night stand?"
Jiang Yu: “…”
Su Tian: “…”
"Don't you have someone you like in the country?" Xing Zhou said.
People always have a strong memory for gossip.
She said bluntly: "It's just a one-night stand, so don't tell the person you like back home."
Jiang Yu: “…”
Su Tian: “…”
The identity of the passerby was confirmed.
One-night stand, this also fits the meaning of "love" in "couple".
Su Tian took the opportunity to pat Jiang Yu on the shoulder.
Xing Zhou's curiosity was choked to death. He felt like he had to believe it even if he didn't want to. It was heart-burning.
After parking the car, Lin Weifeng opened the door and walked away, leaving the three people behind.
Xing Zhou quickly shouted, "Check your phone! Don't forget the meeting!"
While Lin Weifeng was taking a shower in the hotel, someone knocked on the door.
After Zhou Rui opened the door, she saw Xing Zhou leaning against the door frame, holding something in his hand. He said, "This hairband is for Breeze."
Lin Weifeng was in such a hurry when she left that she forgot the hairband was still on Jiang Yu's hand.
Seeing this, Zhou Rui said "Oh" thoughtfully, and asked Xing Zhou with a hint of inquiry in her tone, "Did you give it to me?"
Xing Zhou raised his chin towards the frosted glass of the bathroom and added loudly, "Anyway, tell her that next time you have a one-night stand, don't throw away the evidence!"
Lin Weifeng: “…”
Zhou Rui left the door half-open. She held the hairband in her hand, lost in thought. Suddenly, her heart felt like it was pricked by a tiny thorn, and she couldn't describe the feeling.
Lin Weifeng and Xing Zhou entered the meeting room one after another. Yang Xiuqi had asked for leave and did not come.
The meeting room was filled with depression and seriousness.
Director Hu said: "This is beyond our ability to resolve at Jingbo. We have to report it to the state."
The experts reviewed the photos and videos in the camera again and again, and made cross-comments:
"The patchwork cloak is a cultural relic stolen from Jingjiang. As far as I know, the Jingjiang police are investigating. I thought we could take advantage of the situation to recover it, but the discovery of these national treasure-level ancient cultural relics has left me at a loss."
"Yeah, which gang is so rampant? There must be huge economic interests behind this."
"The Flowery Silk Book did first appear in Jingjiang, but the shocking pre-Qin characters on it... can we in Jingjiang retrieve it on our own?"
"It's not just the Flower Silk Book; many artifacts have flower curves on them. I feel like they're related to the artifacts stolen during Operation Hundred Flowers over a decade ago."
"How do we get to the dinner at the cultural center tonight?"
Everyone looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"This is ultimately a capitalist society. Whether the government is aware of this is hard to say."
"From police to military, from regional exchanges to international negotiations, this is truly the case with cultural relics work."
…
Director Hu frowned and turned to Lin Weifeng: "Lawyer Lin, what is your legal opinion?"
Lin Weifeng stated, "Even if there are 38 or even more cultural relics waiting to be repatriated, the Flower Silk Manuscript offers the best opportunity for legal action. We've already prepared preliminary indictment materials, and Notary Public Yang Xiuqi will need to complete some notarization and certification procedures today. However, this is a case that could quickly fail. Jiang Meiyi has volunteered to be the plaintiff, and we lawyers are undoubtedly her staunch support. However, after our lawsuit, we also hope to intensify academic discussion and enhance the authority of political negotiations."
The battle for lost cultural relics must begin.
Everyone agreed.
There is plenty of sunshine in the afternoon.
Jiang Yu and Su Tian followed the clues of smuggling coins handed over by Lanxi Customs and found a man named A Ge.
Jiang Yu had an impression of him. Three months ago at the airport, Lin Weifeng judged the authenticity of the ancient coins on the spot, and A Ge was the one who pointed at her nose and cursed her.
Ancient coins, no matter where they are, are the first possessions of every cultural relic enthusiast.
In Nandun, the white ethnic group has a common "trend front".
There is a kind of hat in their folk crafts, and the hanging cloth must be fastened with things that symbolize identity in rows, ranging from animal teeth to ancient coins.
After the ancient Chinese culture exchange here, ancient coins became an orthodox embellishment.
A Gei is from Nandun, a small-time figure in one of the cultural relics smuggling branches of the Miao Group. Because he couldn't do things well in Lanxi, he was ostracized and oppressed.
A while ago, a child picked up an ancient coin under the Ruyuan Tower. When he was showing it off to passers-by, he ran into A Ge.
A Gei beat the child and the case was sent to the police.
When A Ge was interrogated earlier, he claimed that his fortune was blocked by a Chinese woman. He always remembered this person's face and would kill her if he met her.
Seeing this file, Su Tianxia subconsciously patted Jiang Yu on the back and said, "Don't pay attention to the arrogant man's words."
Jiang Yu frowned and said nothing.
Su Tian said: "The first priority is to make him confess the crimes of the Miao Group."
It would be a lie to say I wasn't worried at all.
But at that time, Jiang Yu was distracted by another name, Chen Bangjie.
On the other side, Lin Weifeng came to AHN Law Firm alone, and Xing Zhou continued to undertake the work of checking files and searching for evidence.
Of course, she also didn't want to listen to Xing Zhou making small talk.
She was in a good mood. After parking the car, she fixed her makeup in front of the mirror, put the ends of her hair in front, and tied a hyacinth hairband as usual.
The phone vibrated, and Gu Chengxiu sent her a private message: [Breeze, Xiaoxiao sent you a dress.]
Sun Zhengxiao had become a man of action at some point and came without even discussing the formal attire with Lin Weifeng, who was completely unaware of this.
She guessed: [Is it a bridesmaid outfit?]
Gu Chengxiu asked: [Do bridesmaids also have veils? ]
Lin Weifeng was confused: [Huh? Are you mistaken? I'll ask later.]
Gu Chengxiu: [Well, I won’t iron it for now.]
Lin Weifeng was busy with the tracing procedures and didn't care about the dress for the time being. He got out of the car to find Chen Bangjie.
Chen Bangjie is a Chinese lawyer in his forties. Under his management, the law firm's structure maintains a Chinese style.
The sunlight dances through the colorful glass, and bronze drums with various patterns are placed at the front desk of the law firm.
He seemed very busy, switching between several languages, explaining documents to his assistant and chatting and laughing on the phone.
During this time, his eyes swept over Lin Weifeng's head for a few seconds, he smiled kindly, and then became serious again.
Lin Weifeng was waiting for him in the small meeting. He kept talking on the phone at the door of the conference room and only came in after he finished speaking.
After sitting opposite each other, he briefly introduced the main business of the law firm and recalled the friendship when Sheng Xin helped him to represent the China-related litigation.
The communication went smoothly. Apart from his accent, his Chinese was quite authentic.
Lin Weifeng did not waste his time. When talking about the purpose of the trip, he directly introduced the silk book to him.
Made of silk, the scroll, less than fifty centimeters long and wide, bears two large sections of text and images. Hundreds of ancient characters are scattered throughout, with colorful illustrations painted alongside them. The four corners are adorned with floral curves, representing the four divine sons of creation.
The silk book is a national treasure, but Chen Bangjie is not interested in it as can be seen with the naked eye.
Instead, he noticed: "Do you know the flower curve?"
Lin Weifeng was stunned for a moment. She had prepared many statements about the value of the silk book, among which the flower curve was not the most important.
“Know that, above all cultural relics, they are symbols of mathematics and beauty, and they are the hope before industrial civilization.”
She has a reserve of knowledge and is not afraid to chat.
"Oh? I like it too."
After saying this, he kept texting on the phone screen with a frown on his face, and Lin Weifeng didn't dare to disturb him.
About half a minute passed before he gave Lin Weifeng time: "Lawyer Lin, what kind of help do you need from our law firm this time?"
Lin Weifeng handed him a copy of the silk book and briefly introduced the plan and purpose.
Chen Bangjie half listened, and when she finished, he said directly: "I understand. Just put the file aside. Happy cooperation."
Lin Weifeng pushed forward the work: "Should we sign the contract now?"
"I'll send it to Sheng Xin online, and you guys can keep in touch."
"Oh, okay," she picked up her bag, "I won't bother you then."
A very smooth exchange.
Maybe because Chen Bangjie was too busy and had no time, Lin Weifeng didn't do even one-tenth of the preparatory work.
Chen Bangjie turned off his phone, stood up, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture to shake hands, as if he was seeing someone off.
Lin Weifeng immediately stood up and shook hands with him.
He said politely, "If Lawyer Lin doesn't mind, let's go to the front desk and take a picture."
This step is always included in any lawyer collaboration, and Lin Weifeng agreed.
After taking a photo, Chen Bangjie continued to look down at his phone and reply to other people's WeChat messages without saying a word. He just arranged for the front desk to send Lin Weifeng away.
The photo was quickly transferred from Sheng Xin to Lin Weifeng. Everything was normal and quick.
Before leaving, she discovered that the bronze drums collected by the law firm had floral curves on them.
The work that I thought would take an entire afternoon was finished in a hurry.
She told Sheng Xin: [We finished the discussion and the contract said it would be given to you directly.]
Sheng Xin joked: "The plan to lose the lawsuit has smoothly entered the next step."
Lin Weifeng responded with a happy expression.
But she did not suddenly feel enlightened. Instead, she felt like a huge stone was pressing on her heart, and she felt more and more blocked.
She rubbed her eyebrows and gave a simple head massage.
Don't understand.
She untied her braided pigtails, put the hairband on her wrist, and rubbed her scalp with her ten fingers, no longer caring about her image.
Flower curve.
What a beautiful name.
Behind this lies the bloody Operation Baihua.
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