Even the former richest man, China's real estate tycoon Mr. Wang Jianlin is preparing to build his own private museum.
To put it bluntly, these days if you are just rich you can only be called a "nouveau riche", while if you are both rich and educated you are called "high-class".
Yes, those predecessors were able to build their own private museums one by one, so why can't I also build a private museum that belongs entirely to me?
Maybe I started much later than those predecessors, but I still have a magical holy ring in my hand! This is something that those predecessors can't compare to.
The most important thing is that the Holy Ring can take its host through time and space. As long as the plan is good, it is not difficult to collect some precious cultural relics from the past time and space. Apart from anything else, the things brought back from this time and space travel alone are enough to support a small museum.
And if there are more collections, then it doesn't seem to be difficult to support a large private museum...
A casual remark made by Mr. Liu during lunch took root deeply in Yang Jing's heart.
However, Yang Jing is very clear that he still has a long way to go in order to achieve this goal.
Opening a private museum requires more than just having collections. Funding, venue, security, interpersonal relationships, etc. are all very important. Therefore, opening a private museum is not something you can just do on a whim...
After sending Mr. Liu and the others back to the museum, Yang Jing called Wang Jiazan and asked him to come to Dahezhuangyuan in the evening.
After Wang Jiazan arrived in the evening, Yang Jing first took Wang Jiazan to register with the security guard of the community, and made a pass for Wang Jiazan, and then took Wang Jiazan to the newly rented house.
"Damn, Third Brother, why are you renting such a big house? Are you planning to live with the princess?" Wang Jiazan teased Yang Jing.
"Tsk, brother, if I were to live with a princess, I wouldn't use a house like this. I would at least buy a villa in Xishan, right? This house is not worthy of a princess."
Wang Jiazan speechlessly gave Yang Jing a thumbs up, indicating that this one deserves a nine for pretense...
However, when he saw the manuscripts and documents that Yang Jing placed in the second bedroom, he immediately realized that buying a villa in Xishan as his third brother mentioned was not a difficult matter.
Apart from other things, just one of the six manuscripts of Master Lu Xun is enough to buy a top-notch villa in Yanjing, or even a large courtyard house next to the Forbidden City...
"Damn, Third Brother, did you rob the Capital Library or the Capital Museum? How come you have so many precious manuscripts and documents here?" Although Wang Jiazan was not very proficient in antiques, he was an out-and-out doctoral student. He certainly knew the value of these manuscripts and documents.
Yang Jing smiled and brought out the story about buying things on Taobao at the market to fool people. What's more, Wang Jiazan, like Mr. Guo and Mr. Liu, was almost completely lost after being fooled by Yang Jing.
"Brother, I called you here today because I plan to go home the day after tomorrow. I have been staying in Yanjing for almost 20 days, and my mother is getting anxious. If I don't go back, I'm afraid she will ask my father to drive over and take me back."
Wang Jiazan rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, you called me here just to let me look after your house."
Yang Jing smiled and nodded, "I won't be at home for long anyway, I'll be back soon. Please stay here for a few days, and help me look after these treasures. When I come back and sort them out, I'll put them all in the bank safe."
"That's no problem. We don't have anything to do these days, so it's no problem for me to stay at your place for a few nights. I've never lived in such a spacious house since I was a child. I can finally enjoy it this time."
Yang Jing then told Wang Jiazan the password of the smart security system in the house, and the two brothers then walked out to find a restaurant for a meal.
Wang Jiazan stayed at Yang Jing's place at night. The next morning, Yang Jing got up early to get ready for the journey. But when he went out, he found that it was foggy outside again...
I checked today's traffic information on my mobile phone, and sure enough, all the highways out of Beijing were closed.
This news made Yang Jing very distressed. He encountered heavy fog when he came to Yanjing, and he didn't expect to encounter such bad weather again when he returned.
Fortunately, the heavy fog this time was indeed real fog, not smog, which made Yang Jing feel more at ease.
Yang Jing had a deep understanding of the smog in the capital a few years ago. He came to Yanjing during the winter break of his senior year and stayed there for ten days. He didn't see the sun for ten days. Wherever he went, he was surrounded by gray smog. Before he went back, he had an upper respiratory tract infection because of the smog. After returning home, he had to take intravenous medicine for half a month...
The thick fog prevented Yang Jing from going home. In this case, it was obviously unnecessary to take the risk of going down the road, and according to the weather forecast, with the arrival of a new cold front tomorrow, the weather will clear up tomorrow.
Since one day didn't matter, Yang Jing went back to the house and prepared to sort out those precious manuscripts and documents at home.
The foggy day made Wang Jiazan too lazy to go to school, so he simply sorted these things out with Yang Jing. Of course, when sorting these things, Wang Jiazan's little heart was once again greatly stimulated.
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