Chapter 280: Seizing the Young Master?!
Lin Ci screamed heartbreakingly.
However, everyone present was stunned by Jiang Wanxing's behavior just now, and no one dared to move at all.
Jiang Wanxing paused as he was about to leave.
She said slowly: "I am young and don't understand many things, but I understand the rules.
What happens in the underworld is what happens in the underworld. I will respond in kind with the same tactics you used against me. It's only fair."
The principle is actually very simple.
Just like she would never use such means to deal with the Jiang family.
It’s not that she doesn’t dare, but that she has to use different means to deal with different people.
There is a very good saying from the ancients.
The knight breaks the law with force.
With Jiang Wanxing's fighting power, no matter what problem he encountered, he could solve it by beating the person who created the problem to death.
But if she did, it would create new and bigger problems.
soon.
The doctors and security personnel from Rodgris Manor arrived, and everyone's eyes were on Jiang Wanxing.
Even Isabella, who had always been friendly to Jiang Wanxing, was filled with disbelief.
Jiang Wanxing rarely explained, "Shirley repeatedly tried to solve the problem by killing me, so I could only assume that she was not afraid of death."
Everyone: “…”
The scene was eerily quiet.
In the end, it was Carlos, the eldest son of old Rodgers, who spoke first.
"Miss Jiang, please go."
implied meaning.
They will pretend that what just happened never happened.
Jiang Wanxing originally didn't think about having too much interaction with the Rodgris family.
She shrugged casually and turned away.
It was not until she walked into the yard that Lin Ci's crying completely disappeared.
After resolving the issues here, Jiang Wanxing went straight back to the headquarters base.
Gray Iron Delta Zone 15.
As soon as Jiang Wanxing returned, her deputy instructor found her and said, "Chief Instructor, the things you brought back from South America have been temporarily stored in the warehouse.
I heard from the Chief Instructor of District 19 that you seem to be interested in donating these antiques to China. Do you need me to contact them for you?
That's a good question.
Jiang Wanxing leaned back in his office chair, stroking his chin and thinking for a moment.
"No need, I'll contact them myself and donate it in my own name."
Gray iron delta has a bad reputation.
If we contact the mainland, they might be suspected of smuggling cultural relics.
"OK."
The deputy instructor nodded and said nothing.
Jiang Wanxing returned to China that day and got off the plane in the early morning of the next day.
He then directly contacted the person in charge of a large domestic museum.
When the person in charge heard that Jiang Wanxing wanted to donate cultural relics, he didn't think much about it.
After all, Jiang Wanxing is a famous and wealthy man with a good family background.
It is not uncommon for wealthy people to want to donate something to gain a good reputation.
Even so, the director of the museum still made an appointment with Jiang Wanxing and flew to Ningcheng in person.
Jiang's Entertainment.
Inside the reception room.
A gray-haired old man, carrying a faded black briefcase, was invited in by his assistant and sat on the single sofa opposite Jiang Wanxing.
"Miss Jiang, my name is Chen Wenhua, and I'm the director of the Beijing Museum. I've seen the photos you sent me, and they look like artifacts from a tomb..."
May I ask where you got these things from?"
Whether it is tomb robbing or reselling cultural relics, it is illegal in the country.
If you’re not careful, you’ll end up in jail for several years.
Since the little girl in front of me has something like this in her hand, I should naturally ask about its origin.
Jiang Wanxing smiled to show his understanding.
"My grandfather was a foreigner who came to our country decades ago to steal and smuggle cultural relics.
The old man passed away a few days ago, so he called me over and gave me these things.
He got these things in an ignominious way, and it was too hot for me to keep them, so I decided to donate them."
Chen Wenhua: “…”
Chen Wenhua was stunned by Jiang Wanxing's honesty.
Good job!
My grandfather was a foreigner, and decades ago he came to China to steal and smuggle cultural relics?
As the director of the museum, Chen Wenhua treats those cultural relics as if they were his own children.
On the one hand, he hated foreigners who came to China to steal cultural relics, but on the other hand, he was glad that Jiang Wanxing decided to donate the things.
Jiang Wanxing couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw that his expression was not right.
"Director Chen, is there any problem with this matter?"
“No…no.”
Chen Wenhua quickly shook his head and continued, "I see from the photos that Miss Jiang wants to donate four cultural relics: a gilded incense burner, a bronze candlestick, a cloisonné vase, and... a Han Dynasty bamboo slip. Are you sure you want to donate these four treasures to our museum?"
"Not four."
"?"
Jiang Wanxing coughed twice and explained, "I just randomly picked a few photos to send to you. There are actually many more."
"a lot of?"
"Well, probably a few hundred."
"?!" Chen Wenhua: "Mr. Duo?!"
Jiang Wanxing felt very embarrassed.
"Some of the items come in pairs, making them hard to count. If I counted them individually, there would probably be over 700."
Although Jiang Wanxing did not think she needed to be responsible for what old Rodgris did.
But no matter what, she is related to the old man by blood.
The little thing that old Rodgris did was enough to make her unable to raise her head in front of the old man in front of her.
After Chen Wenhua reacted, he was shaking with excitement.
"So... where are all these things? Are there any photos? Would it be convenient for me to take a look in advance?"
Jiang Wanxing asked someone to bring in the photos that had been printed in advance.
Before the cultural relics were packed and shipped to the Gray Iron Delta, she had already taken pictures of each cultural relic with her mobile phone.
This is so that we can check the number when the time comes.
And now, it is convenient for people from the museum to check it out.
The more Chen Wenhua watched, the more excited he became.
The whole mood is like a dream.
He sat there and watched for a full half hour.
After reading it, he stood up and asked, "Miss Jiang, where are these cultural relics now? When can they be shipped back to China? Do you need our cooperation?"
“The stuff is still abroad.”
Jiang Wanxing said helplessly: "Cultural relics are somewhat sensitive. I'm just an ordinary person. It's difficult for me to transport such a large number of cultural relics back to China."
"Okay, okay..." Chen Wenhua also knew that Jiang Wanxing had a hard time, and quickly said, "We will definitely cooperate with you fully!"
"Okay."
Jiang Wanxing nodded. "It's settled. I have something else to do. Let's send Mr. Chen back first."
Chen Wenhua looked at the photos on the table and asked, "These photos..."
"Just take it back with you."
"Thank you very much, Miss Jiang. I am truly grateful that you can bring back such a large number of cultural relics."
“It should be.”
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