In front of a group of media reporters, Mo Zhexuan took out 10,000 foreign exchange certificates and solemnly handed them to the medical staff, saying that he would heal Mr. Takeshita's injury at all costs.
At the same time, he emphasized that since the normalization of diplomatic relations between China and the island nation in 1972, the relationship between the two peoples has opened a new chapter. He believes that the two countries will get better and better in the future. This incident was completely an accident...
As for our protagonist, Mr. Takeshitagi, he went to the hospital for treatment first because he was filled with grief and anger, and deeply regretted that his actions had hurt the sincere friendship between the Chinese and the island people.
There were some really smart people among the reporters. They all knew that things might not be that simple, but they cooperated very well after receiving the instructions. After questioning all the relevant personnel, they left and prepared to go back to publish the news in the newspaper.
"Mo Sheng! That bastard got away with it. If I had known, I would have kicked his internal organs into pieces." When Liu Yiru thought of the scene of Zhu Mu Songxia continuing to curse on the stretcher, he became so angry that he wanted to twist the other person's neck off.
"Xiao Liu! A little impatience can ruin a great plan. Force is the last resort. Besides, you broke three of his ribs with your kick. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
Mo Zhexuan is not a good-tempered person. If there weren't so many people around, he might have slapped the boy hard a few times. It's really hard to say.
"Brother Xuan! Shall we continue shopping now?" Li Peizhen now had a look of admiration for Mo Zhexuan. His courageous figure just now was deeply imprinted in her mind. She instantly turned into a little fan girl and secretly took several photos.
"Let's go buy some famous liquor and cigarettes first, then go to the third floor to take a good look, and finally we'll go back to the White Swan Hotel for lunch."
As the three of them walked towards the counter of famous liquors and cigarettes, Li Changfu, the general manager of the Friendship Store, followed them at a trot and became their guide.
"The most precious Moutai liquor in our store is the sauce-flavored collector's edition from the 1950s, commemorating the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. We still have eight bottles left, each 500ml with a purity of 53%..."
Moutai liquor was produced in 1950, 34 years ago. It is said that the collector's edition of this liquor is a special liquor used in the country's political life, and is specially used as an imperial liquor to entertain foreigners visiting China. In later generations, a bottle of liquor of this vintage is worth at least hundreds of thousands of RMB.
Mo Zhexuan gently stroked the yellow silk cloth wrapped around the Moutai liquor. Just by looking at its texture and smoothness, he could tell it was no ordinary item.
After removing the silk cloth, what comes into view is the lifelike auspicious dragon pattern, which is extremely noble and elegant. Each pattern has a distinct concave and convex feel. This craftsmanship is indeed worthy of state banquet wine.
After smelling the hint of wine aroma emanating from the bottle cap, even though he didn't like wine, he wanted to open it and taste the nectar inside.
"I want all eight bottles of wine."
"What?" Li Changfu was praising the wine with witty remarks. When he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but still reminded:
“This wine is priced at 500m gold.”
"No problem, pack them all for me." Mo Zhexuan didn't even blink. Although the price was ridiculously high, for him who had plenty of money, it was no exaggeration to say that it was a drop in the bucket.
This inhumane behavior left all the salespeople stunned. He was really too extravagant and too rich.
Some sales clerks who thought they looked good rushed to introduce products to Mo Zhexuan, all wanting to seize the opportunity and dreaming of becoming wealthy wives. However, their thoughts were seen through by Li Peizhen, who was also a woman, and naturally they failed in the end.
There are five sales areas on the second floor, namely the precious Chinese medicinal materials area, the Chinese and foreign famous wines and cigarettes area, the precious seafood area, the precious wood area, and the precious potted plants area.
Mo Zhexuan and the other two took a quick look at the five areas. Whenever they came across items of collectible value, such as agarwood, huanghuali, rosewood, etc., they would put them directly into the shopping cart waiting for payment without asking the price.
As he walked into the third floor and arrived at the antique area, Mo Zhexuan was deeply attracted by the various gold and silver ornaments, ivory, ceramics, enamel, jewelry, calligraphy and paintings.
He looked around and was surprised when he saw an enameled bowl, because he had seen this bowl at a Sotheby's auction in his previous life. It was said to be the imperial bowl of Emperor Qianlong and the auction price was 30 million RMB.
"Madam! This bowl is very beautiful. Could you show it to me?"
"Yes, sir."
After Mo Zhexuan took the colorful bowl, he carefully looked at the patterns on it and found that it was indeed the bowl from his previous life. He was immediately overjoyed.
"Mr. Mo! We are all family, so I'll be frank. The antiques in the Friendship Store have all been appraised by our experts. They are all from after the 60th year of Emperor Qianlong's reign. The vast majority of them are authentic, but a small number are modern imitations."
"The bowl you are holding in your hand dates back to the Qianlong period. Our experts have determined that it is a replica made at the Jingde Kiln during the Republic of China period."
Li Changfu called the salesperson aside to serve another customer, and he started talking about the secrets of buying and selling in the antique district. His main purpose was to make friends with this young rich man. After all, he had witnessed the relationship between him and Xu Zhiyuan with his own eyes.
"Thank you, Director Li, for your reminder! Although I don't know much about antiques, I really like our country's precious historical relics. Could you help me pick out some truly exquisite pieces? I'd like to take them all."
Mo Zhexuan naturally understood the other party's intention to make friends. Although it was his first time to buy antiques, he still knew how complicated this business was, so he accepted the other party's favor very politely.
"No problem! Just wait and see. I promise to pick out the real best for you."
"Then I'll trouble you, Director Li."
“..........”
In a short while, one hundred and twenty precious antiques from various periods of the Qing Dynasty were selected. Jadeware accounted for the vast majority, and others included embroidery, bronzeware, Buddha statues, gilded objects, etc. As for whether there would be antiques from other dynasties among them, who would know?
The number of calligraphy and paintings acquired was innumerable, totaling 352 pieces. Among them, the three people with the most acquired works were Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, and Xu Beihong. Works by other famous modern calligraphers and painters were also included, as well as works by Lang Shining, Tang Dai, Xu Yang and others from the Qing Dynasty.
After the final calculation, a total of 532,540 MiGold was spent. Li Changfu was worthy of being the general manager of the Friendship Store. Within the scope of his maximum authority, he gave a 20% discount, totaling 426,000 MiGold.
Mo Zhexuan did not let Li Changfu suffer any loss, and quietly gave him 20,000 Mijin foreign exchange coupons. On the one hand, it was a return of favor, and on the other hand, he hoped that he could cooperate with him in acting and not let the beaten Japanese people cause trouble.
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