As soon as they left the living room, Zhang Guoqing also went into the study with his friends.
"When will Ping An and his three brothers come back?"
He had been asked this question countless times that day. Zhang Guoqing glanced at him with amusement and said, "Soon."
Upon hearing this, Yi Jiefang glanced at the door and subconsciously lowered his voice: "Jiaojiao, you still don't know where the children went for internship, right?"
Zhang Guoqing shook his head.
His wife should know what's going on, but she just doesn't want to say it out loud.
"That's good."
Zhang Guoqing smiled without comment.
"I originally wanted to take my wife and go out with you guys today, but who knew you all left."
Zhang Guoqing rolled his eyes at him speechlessly. "Why didn't you tell me about what happened at work yesterday? You could have called me earlier in the morning."
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Yi Jiefang touched his nose.
Zhang Guoqing teased him, "Are you feeling guilty? Did you oversleep with your wife?"
Yi Jiefang glared at him angrily, "Do you think everyone is like you?"
Zhang Guoqing smiled and raised his eyebrows without saying a word.
"Okay, let me tell you something."
Zhang Guoqing stretched out his hand to signal him to start.
Yi Jiefang cleared his throat and said, "Brother, I want to buy a house. I've already announced it."
Zhang Guoqing restrained his smile and tilted his head to think for a moment: "Please help me find out too. It's not a good idea to keep the money in my hand."
"You have so much yard at home, why do you still want to buy one?"
"It's just two courtyards, and this is state-owned property, so what's more? I have three sons, and whether they get housing in the future when they get jobs or not, I have to reserve some for them."
"Okay, I'll pay more attention." After saying that, Yi Jiefang fell silent for a moment.
Zhang Guoqing looked at him curiously. "Is it hard to say?"
Yi Jiefang shook his head in amusement, "I don't know whether I should bring this up."
Zhang Guoqing studied his expression and asked, "How much do you need?"
"It's not about money." Yi Jiefang had nothing to hide from him.
An old friend he made in his early years came to him quietly last night to tell him a piece of underworld news.
During the Great Rebellion, some people in power at the time sealed up a lot of things that were confiscated during the "Four Olds" campaign. Seeing that the situation was getting worse, those people anticipated that the future would be bad, so they came up with this idea.
Now these things are placed in a remote place, with no owner, and they want to sell some of them at a low price. They will definitely not get anything, but the money they get from selling some of them can go into their own pockets.
Zhang Guoqing didn't rush to answer him after hearing this. He tapped his fingers a few times before saying, "Do you want it?"
"If we don't want it, it will end up in the hands of outsiders."
Zhang Guoqing frowned. "If you really want them, you can only choose some of the calligraphy and paintings or antique furniture that you particularly like to keep. The other national treasures can be donated to the country after a few years."
Yi Jiefang was stunned. Why should he donate something he spent money on?
"Why?"
Zhang Guoqing knew he hadn't figured it out yet, so he could only explain the reason to him in detail. "There's no such thing as a secret. If you say it's inside information, then there must be a lot of people who know about it."
"We all know that these antiques will be valuable one day. Usually, they are just small-scale operations in places like scrap yards and black markets, and secondly, they don't leave any clues.
But something like this, which has gone through several hands to get here, and involves those Fang-making factions, might cause unnecessary trouble. Money can tempt people, but it can't be retained."
Yi Jiefang was a very smart person, so he understood it immediately. If this matter was exposed in the future, it would be fine if the people involved were loyal, but what if there were people with bad intentions?
They are all state officials. If they secretly transferred the copied cultural relics at a low price, it would definitely affect their ties. It is really unnecessary to affect their future for personal gain and suffer the consequences.
Zhang Guoqing smiled approvingly, "Yes, that's what I mean. Things are nice, but to be honest, at our level, material possessions are just icing on the cake."
If it is something from a regular channel, even if it is worth millions or tens of millions in the future, you can face everyone with confidence and have a clear conscience.
My advice is to stay out of it. If someone wants to buy, just buy it. Don't envy their future opportunities. It's always better to be safe."
Yi Jiefang narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, and nodded. "You're right. It's better to be cautious. Okay, I'll listen to you and not go see it."
Zhang Guoqing jokingly said, "Isn't it a pity?"
"It's said to be furniture made of huanghuali wood, red sandalwood, and golden nanmu from the Ming and Qing dynasties, as well as calligraphy and paintings by famous artists from ancient and modern times, lost and rare books, porcelain, jade, and everything in between. Don't you think it's a pity?"
Yi Jiefang lowered his shoulders as he spoke, "But I'll still listen to you. It's always been right to listen to you all these years."
Zhang Guoqing burst into laughter.
Yi Jiefang kicked him in anger and said, "Laugh, laugh, what the hell are you laughing at?"
"Really?"
Yi Jiefang rolled his eyes at him and took a sip of tea.
Zhang Guoqing glanced at his watch. It wasn't too late. "How about we go take a look?"
"real?"
"Well, disguised as such, buying one or two small items shouldn't be a problem."
Yi Jiefang jumped up in surprise when he heard that. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go. I just want to buy some calligraphy and paintings for my wife. She likes these old things just like my sister does."
Zhang Guoqing glanced at him speechlessly and waved his hand, "Wait here for me, I'll go prepare something."
"Then hurry up, it's getting late." Yi Jiefang said as he pushed him out, while he continued to sit down and drink tea with a smile on his face.
Zhou Jiao, who was trying on clothes and chatting with Miao Lishan and Yi Tangtang, got a hint from Zhang Guoqing and quietly left the room first.
"Wife, this is the thing. We didn't plan to buy everything. We just spent two dollars to buy one or two. Do you think it will work?"
After hearing Zhang Guoqing's idea, Zhou Jiao hesitated for a moment, then without saying a word, she pulled him to the bathroom, closed the door, and took out the disguise powder and potion from the space. Then she thought about it and felt uneasy, so she took out two sets of ordinary clothes.
money?
He never had less than a hundred yuan on him, so Zhou Jiao didn't give him any.
Zhang Guoqing carried a bag and called Yi Jiefang to leave. The two brothers walked out arm in arm.
After the car drove five or six hundred meters out of the compound, the two brothers began to take turns changing their clothes and dressing up. When they arrived not far from that place, they stopped the car and took out a 28-bar motorcycle from the car.
If you drive to interact with people these days, you must be crazy.
Being extremely cautious, the pair of "good friends" who were sure that there was no suspicion with each other went over together without looking for Yi Jiefang's so-called old friend.
But he did borrow the other party's name.
With Zhang Guoqing as their habitual offender, the two brothers entered the warehouse smoothly, flashlight in hand, without looking at any furniture. They didn't want anything too big, nor did they dare to accept it.
After picking and choosing, in fact, for these two "illiterate" people, and relying entirely on two flashlights, they really couldn't tell the authenticity of the calligraphy, paintings, and porcelain.
Wrong moves have wrong consequences.
Zhang Guoqing said nothing, he just picked out the best preserved ones, such as those wrapped repeatedly in oil paper, and those porcelains specially placed near safe areas.
Although this pair of outsiders each spent a high price of one hundred yuan to buy a pair of porcelain and ten sets of calligraphy and paintings, they were not really worried about being at a disadvantage.
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