Chapter 925: Dongshan Province Closed Ground Training
"Director Lin, these are all treasures from our Palace Museum! Since I started working at the Palace Museum in 1985, I can absolutely confirm that not a single cultural relic has been lost, not even a small stool.
So I won’t ask you where these royal furniture came from, but Mr. Lin, these are all our country’s wealth and the testimony of Chinese civilization. You, you can…”
Lin Sanqi was really upset:
"Mr. Feng!"
“I respect you as an elder and trust you as a person, so I brought you to this underground vault.
But you turned out to be so good, you took a fancy to my Wangong sedan chair, and now you are interested in my tables, chairs and benches.
What? Good things must be in your museum's possession? Can't I keep them privately?
To be honest, I still don't trust you. If the cultural relics fall into your hands and you try to switch them with me, who would I go to cry to? "
When Feng Xingxian heard this, he was choked again. After all, he had heard the legend that the Forbidden City belonged to him one by one.
To put it bluntly, he has heard a lot about the filth and corruption in the cultural relics circle. Let me put it this way, the dirtiness of the cultural relics circle is not much better than that of the entertainment circle.
Feng Xingxian knew he couldn't persuade him anymore. How could a wealthy man be so easily fooled? 500 yuan and a certificate, and he wanted to take it away?
"Mr. Lin, don't be angry. This is just a suggestion from an old man like me. Okay, let's not talk about those things anymore. Let's just talk about this sedan chair in front of us."
Lin Sanqi also didn't want to fall out with the people in the Palace Museum. After all, these cultural relics were indeed taken out of the Palace Museum, and there was still a 64-year connection between them.
"Mr. Feng, let's be direct. When the sale of my courtyard is completed, you will take away the sedan chair and the ceremonial guard.
As for the other Ming and Qing furniture, don't even think about it. These aren't just a few tens of thousands of yuan; any single piece is worth tens of millions. I collect them like treasures and there's no way I'm going to donate them for nothing."
After hearing this, Feng Xingxian sighed heavily, stroked the royal furniture with his hands, and his mouth was full of bitterness.
The next day, Lin Sanqi and his secretary Zhu Xinyue flew to Beijing.
Yin Lianyi did not go. As the director of the finance department, she had been away for a month on wedding leave and had a lot of things to do. She was completely overwhelmed.
The alley in front of Pudu Temple.
Several staff members from the Logistics Department and Trade Union of the Palace Museum, as well as Feng Xingxian, a group of seven people brought Lin Sanqi to see the courtyard.
Yang Huahua, Deputy Director of the Logistics Department, opened the door and introduced:
"Originally, all the buildings in the Pudu Temple area belonged to the Palace Museum. Later, they were gradually bought out, and now only two or three are left in our hands.
This specially approved quadrangle house has three courtyards and covers an area of approximately 1,000 square meters. Mr. Lin, although 1 billion is a sky-high price, in this place where every inch of land is valuable, it is really out of reach for ordinary people.
Lin Sanqi knew that the people in the capital were relatively poor and talkative, so he just smiled and nodded.
As soon as the door opened, everyone walked in.
Lin Sanqi could be considered half a "Beijing native". As soon as he took a look at the front yard, he knew that this courtyard was not a standard courtyard.
Ordinary people live in the southeast corner of Ruyi Gate. Turn left after entering to reach the "outer courtyard", and the front courtyard is after passing the hanging flower gate. However, the courtyard in front of us does not have a hanging flower gate.
If it is an official's family, the bright gate is in the middle, usually three or even five rooms wide. But here there is only one, and the gate is smaller.
Lin Sanqi guessed that this courtyard was originally one of the courtyards of a large family. Later, the family split up, or it was divided after liberation, and a temporary gate was opened.
Fortunately, it didn't become a slum. A courtyard like the Gege Mansion, where dozens of families live, would not be accepted by Lin Sanqi no matter how cheap it was.
The law stipulates that landlords cannot evict tenants, even if they have a property certificate.
Deputy Minister Yang led Lin Sanqi inside and said:
"This courtyard used to be our union's activity center. We have our own ancient architecture team at the Palace Museum, so the buildings are very well preserved. We have repaired and patched up what needed repairing.
Of course, it was originally an office space, like the backyard shed, which we converted into a second floor. So if Mr. Lin wants to turn it into a residence, he still needs to make some modifications, such as building a new bathroom and kitchen.
Lin Sanqi looked around and had a rough idea in his mind.
The courtyard house has no special features. It is not particularly exquisite, nor is it particularly bad. It is just ordinary. But the reason for buying this house is because of the location.
"Minister Yang, if I were to renovate it myself, would that be allowed?"
Almost all the courtyard houses in Beijing are related to cultural relics protection units, especially the core courtyard houses within the first ring road, which can generally only be repaired and modified slightly but not significantly.
Yang Huahua smiled and said:
"Don't worry, this courtyard isn't a protected cultural relic. Actually, Director Lin, you might not believe this, but most of the courtyards here were newly built, not original, so there are no restrictions on renovations."
Lin Sanqi breathed a sigh of relief, but then discovered another problem.
"Minister Yang, this yard is fine, but parking seems inconvenient. I see the alleyway in front of the door is full of cars."
There are two most troublesome things about the courtyard house. One is the toilet problem. Later, with the convening of the 2008 Olympic Games, the sewer pipes were re-laid and the toilet problem was solved.
Another problem is the difficulty of parking.
The entrance to the alley is so small that if you park a car on the side of the road, it can almost block half of the road.
In some slightly wider alleys, if one car stops, other cars have to be very careful when passing through. This not only tests the driver's skills, but most of the time they will also be bumped and hit.
So although the Siheyuan is good and expensive, most wealthy people are really unwilling to buy it. They would rather buy Diaoyutai No. 7 Courtyard.
Minister Yang smiled and pointed to the southwest corner of the courtyard and said:
"Mr. Lin, don't worry. Parking is an area that must be prioritized right now. Look at the back house here, it can be designed into two parking spaces so cars can drive in directly.
Another unique feature of our courtyard is that it has a basement. Underneath the courtyards is a large parking lot. The entrance is near Courtyard 66, just turn in from Nanchizi Street.
Lin Sanqi nodded, thinking that poverty really limited his imagination.
At this time, Feng Xingxian pointed to the northwest and said with a smile:
"Look, Director Lin, from here you can see the corner tower of the Forbidden City. Inviting a few friends to sit in the courtyard and chat is one of life's great pleasures."
Lin Sanqi sighed:
"It's great to have money. Rich people call it living, while poor people call it surviving."
Then the few of them toured the three courtyards inside and out.
The next day, Lin Sanqi and the Palace Museum officially signed the transfer contract, and 1 billion yuan in cash was deposited into the Palace Museum. The owner of the courtyard house in the front lane of Pudu Temple was also replaced by Lin Sanqi.
As for whether Lin Sanqi will be able to keep this courtyard in the future, it depends on his own ability.
But with this courtyard house, Lin Sanqi has gained a certain fame and capital in the upper class society. In the future, he can brag about having a courtyard house next to the Forbidden City, which makes him very proud.
After signing the house purchase contract, Lin Sanqi signed a second decoration contract with the Palace Museum.
Lin Sanqi hired the Palace Museum's ancient architecture team to carry out a comprehensive renovation of the courtyard house, while retaining the traditional appearance, the interior was fully modernized.
In terms of ancient buildings, if the Forbidden City is second, no one dares to claim to be first.
If it weren't for Lin Sanqi's 1 billion yuan price tag, the Palace Museum's ancient architecture team would not easily allow private renovations.
Coming out of the Palace Museum, Lin Sanqi was in a good mood and said to Zhu Xinyue:
"Come on, the boss is treating us today, let's go eat roast duck."
Zhu Xinyue nodded obediently, thinking why not go to the bar? Getting drunk is fine...
Just then, Lin Sanqi's cell phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was Song Taichu calling.
"Hey, Brother Song, are you in my company? Oh, that's unfortunate, I'm in Beijing right now."
Section Chief Song was displeased when he heard this: "Didn't you just come back from Europe? How come you're back in Beijing the next day? You're really good at running around."
Lin Sanqi chuckled:
"I bought a courtyard house on Nanchizi Street, west of Pudu Temple. How about you come to my home in Beijing for a gathering during the Chinese New Year this year?"
Section Chief Song is from Beijing, and his grandfather climbed a snow-capped mountain.
"Hey, then we're practically neighbors. My home is in Sanyanjing Hutong, east of Jingshan Park. It's less than 2 kilometers away from your yard, so I can walk there."
Lin Sanqi was also happy, thinking that my other home was in Dongmianhua Hutong, which was closer to Sanyanjing Hutong.
"By the way, Brother Song, what do you want from me?"
"Didn't you ask me to find you an oil refinery when we got married? Well, I went through so much trouble, traveled all over the country, and finally found you a seller. It's not easy for me."
Lin Sanqi asked, "Which place?"
"Dongshan Province."
"Dongshan Province?"
Lin Sanqi thought that he had a connection with this place. The mountain cats and cephalosporin raw materials were all purchased from Dongshan Province, and now he had an oil refinery.
However, in Lin Sanqi's mind, Dongshan Province does not seem to be a traditional oil refinery.
Zhu Xinyue was very smart. When she heard Lin Sanqi mention the Dongshan Oil Refinery, she immediately opened her tablet computer to search for relevant information and then showed it to her boss.
Lin Sanqi took a look and immediately realized:
"Brother Song, you're not looking for a seller for me, you're treating me like a junk buyer. I saw the news that Dongshan Province is shutting down all refineries with an annual production capacity of less than 2 million tons, and you're coming to me?"
When Song Taichu heard this, he felt a little embarrassed and chuckled twice.
(End of this chapter)
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