"How much are you asking for the cultural relics you sent over?" Wen Hui was furious, but she didn't confront him directly.
Wag gave a dismissive smile. "Those are my grandfather's collection, not for sale."
"Besides, our group isn't short of money."
As soon as he finished speaking, a staff member opened the display case and began operating its mechanisms.
"What a madman! He actually wants to buy antiques from a museum. Why doesn't he just go to a bank and buy a money-printing machine?"
“We are poor, but not so poor that we have to sell the things left by our ancestors.”
"Let's just assume we've encountered a madman."
The translator next to Wag translated these discussions to him.
But Wag didn't care; he was staring at the cabinet.
The carved patterns on the cabinet were all moving, and soon the cabinet slowly opened.
Wag was itching to give it to his grandfather...
He became more and more excited as he thought about it. Wouldn't everything he gave to his grandfather end up being his?
People in China don't understand the value of these items now, but they'll fetch a good price no matter which auction he puts them at in the future.
The greed in his eyes was undisguised.
"This is a descendant of the Lu family..." the staff member began to introduce the cabinet.
Wen Hui ignored Wag and told the staff to lock the display case.
It's a waste of breath to talk to someone who looks down on others.
Do you really think that China is still closed off from the world?
The only things that can be auctioned at foreign auctions now are the things that those people come to China to loot.
"Let's go take a look over there. After the exhibition ends, those ancient books will need to be sent to experts for research..." Wen Hui whispered to her assistant before leaving.
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