"What's going on with your twelve golden dragons? Why are they considered cultural relics that cannot be photographed?"
Zhuang Zhou smiled bitterly again:
"I don't know either. I just came back from a business trip and heard the news."
"You're on a business trip out of town. Isn't there any internet access there?"
Meng Tianxiang obviously didn't believe this.
"No...how should I put it?"
"I heard from Meng Xuan that you often go on business trips and can't be contacted. Where have you been?"
Zhuang Zhou pondered for a moment before saying:
"Director Meng, are you free at noon? I'd like to invite you to dinner. Let's talk in person!"
Meng Tianxiang thought for a moment and said:
"Sure, let's go to Uncle Meng Xuan's shop! I happen to be in a meeting here."
“Okay!”
After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Zhou called his father back.
After asking, I found out that the contractor for the villa in my hometown has already been agreed upon.
My cousin Zhuang Fei is the general contractor, and he is responsible for purchasing materials and workers.
Mr. Zhuang asked Zhuang Zhou for his opinion.
Zhuang Zhou didn't say much. He could not avoid the social customs and etiquette in his hometown.
Then he called his cousin Zhuang Fei back and told him his opinion.
I just reminded you again and again that you must use good materials.
When he has time, he plans to go back and take a look.
You can earn the money you deserve, but you also have to ensure the quality.
Just after hanging up the phone, Meng Xuan called again to ask about the situation.
Zhuang Zhou simply told his uncle that they were going to have dinner at his uncle's restaurant later.
Unexpectedly, Meng Xuan immediately said that she would also go there at noon.
Zhuang Zhou originally didn't want her to worry about this matter.
But I had no choice but to agree.
Blow dry your hair and tie it up.
Zhuang Zhoucai picked up the car keys, drove out and headed to the private restaurant.
But the man had just gotten on the bus and was about to leave.
Another call came in.
Zhuang Zhou took a look and saw that it was the strange number that had called more than 50 times before.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Zhuang Zhou?"
A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I am, who are you?"
The other party said directly:
"I'm from the Qingdu City Police Station. My name is Lin Yuan. I need to talk to you about something."
Zhuang Zhou suddenly thought of something.
"Is it about the Twelve Golden Dragons?"
"Yes."
Lin Yuan replied:
"We now suspect that you are involved in illegal trading activities and would like to ask you to come to the bureau to cooperate with the investigation.
We need to discuss the specific situation in detail after we meet.
Please come to the Qingdu City Police Station as soon as possible. We need to learn more about your situation."
This is considered an oral summons.
This is the obligation of every citizen.
Zhuang Zhou took a deep breath and agreed:
"Okay, Officer Lin, I can cooperate with the investigation.
Well, I'll go over there this afternoon!"
"About what time?"
"Well, two o'clock, okay?"
"Then I'll wait for you at two in the afternoon."
"OK!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but feel a headache.
He didn't expect things to turn out like this.
But he certainly knew what he was doing.
After all, those twelve golden dragons were brought back from the Tang Dynasty by him personally.
But how to prove it now?
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