Twenty minutes later,

Ge Fu's red Porsche supercar stopped silently outside the Bing Xin Pot Museum.

The scissor door opened, and Ge Fu, Lin Han, and Zhuang Yao jumped out of the car.

The three of them were wearing trendy brands, and any one of their Hermès belts would cost hundreds of thousands.

Ge Fu's outfit is high-profile, with Chanel earrings, Green Submariner, Givenchy, and the logo appears and disappears.

Although Lin Han is much more low-key, his appearance and figure cannot be ignored.

Moreover, he is definitely the center.

Ge Fu had to accompany him.

As soon as the three people got out of the car, pedestrians on the road looked at them sideways, and some even picked up their mobile phones to secretly take pictures.

Even the bodyguards in suits who got out of the Red Flag cars nearby couldn't help but look at Lin Han and the others.

The person the bodyguards were protecting was a white-haired old man.

The old man was in his sixties or seventies, but he had a strong figure and sharp eyes. He glanced around, then adjusted his suit and walked into Bing Xin Hu surrounded by bodyguards.

Lin Han, Ge Fu and Zhuang Yao were chasing after them from a distance.

"What do these people do?" Zhuang Yao asked in a low voice.

Ge Fu didn't find it strange:

"The people who come in and out here every day are all high-ranking officials and elites, and there are also many foreigners, all of whom come here for the things in the Bingxin Pot!"

He paused for a few seconds:

"That old man looks familiar. Who is he? I can't remember. Who cares?"

As they were talking, the three of them had arrived at the door of Bing Xin Hu.

It is called an antique shop, but Bing Xinhu dares to call itself a museum.

The level of the collection is evident from this!

The security guard at the door seemed to know Ge Fu. After seeing him, he respectfully made a gesture of invitation and then took the initiative to reveal the news:

"Bai Tingwei is here, Mr. Ge, please pay attention!"

Ge Fu raised his eyebrows, thanked the security guard, and took Lin Han and the other person to the side corridor.

"I said, that person just now looked so familiar, it was Bai Tingwei."

"That Bai Tingwei?"

Ge Fu nodded, hissed, and wondered, "What is he doing here?"

Lin Han doesn't care about Bai Tingwei or Hei Tingwei.

He cares about stuff.

"So can we see the thing? You better tell me what it is first!"

Ge Fu's eyes widened as he looked at Lin Han as if he was looking at a god who had suddenly descended from the sky:

"You don't care about Bai Tingwei, but you're still thinking about your things?"

"Of course! No one's things are more important than mine!"

"have to!"

Ge Fu shook his head: "It's Lin Han indeed! Let's go and see something."

Ge Fu was familiar with the route and took Lin Han and the other two up to the fourth floor via the side stairs.

The fourth floor appears to be the office area for executives and bosses.

Through the glass, you can see the spacious and luxurious office.

However, after passing several offices, I didn't see anyone.

Ge Fu exclaimed, and said to himself in confusion: "Where have all the people gone?"

As he was speaking, a tall and thin young man walked out of the office with a pile of documents.

The young man was dressed casually, his clothes were made of fine material and cut to fit him well.

Her hair, face and figure are all carefully managed, and every inch of her smells like money.

After seeing Ge Fu, his anxious expression turned into surprise, but he was obviously still very anxious.

"Ge Fu? Why are you here? Oh, I don't have time to chat with you, something big happened!"

As he said that, he pointed to the empty office and said, "Wait for me first!"

"Hey hey hey! What's going on? I was planning to see the terracotta warriors!"

Ge Fu yelled at the man's back.

The man, who was walking hurriedly, suddenly stopped when he heard what he said, and said sideways:

"There's nothing to see! He fell!"

"That's it! I'm leaving!"

Having said that, the man left in a hurry without any time to explain.

Ge Fu, Lin Han and Zhuang Yao were left alone, all three of them looking confused.

Ge Fu stole a glance at Lin Han.

After noticing that Lin Han looked unhappy, he explained with a smile.

But his smile is uglier than crying.

"Brother Lin, I didn't expect this. He told me the other day that he received a Tang Dynasty pottery figurine. I just brought you to see something new!"

Ge Fu clapped his hands, stood up straight, and said regretfully: "I didn't expect that I would fall! What can I do?"

There was no expression on Lin Han's face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy, angry, sad, or joyful.

"Are you asking me to come and see the terracotta warriors?"

Ge Fu nodded.

"From the Tang Dynasty?"

Ge Fu nodded more slowly: "Yes...brother..."

"The terracotta figurine fell?"

"Yes... Brother, don't blame me. At most, we can watch it again. That was the son of Bing Xin Hu. He and I are friends..."

Ge Fu hurriedly explained and tried to make amends. He didn't want to offend Lin Han, this ghostly man.

Unexpectedly, Lin Han didn't listen to what he said next, but asked:

"Do you think Bai Tingwei's rush here has anything to do with this pottery figurine?"

Ge Fu's eyes rolled around and he exclaimed:

"It must be! Bai Tingwei is the Minister of Culture and Arts. He must be very worried when the Tang Dynasty terracotta figurines fall!"

Lin Han nodded after thinking carefully: "Let's go and take a look!"

"Ah? Goodbye!"

Ge Fu refused verbally, but followed.

The elevator that the man just took reached the seventh floor.

They also followed him up to the seventh floor.

As soon as I reached the seventh floor, I heard a scolding voice coming from behind a closed door on the side of the corridor.

"Things from the Tang Dynasty! Why didn't you report it?"

"Exhibiting privately, now there is a problem!"

"How can I protect you? Who will protect me?"

Immediately afterwards, a violent cough was heard, followed by footsteps and voices of comfort.

Obviously, the hall was in chaos.

Ge Fu made a really scary expression, then looked at the closed wooden door and spread his hands.

The meaning is very clear. The situation inside is scary and the door is closed. Let’s not go in!

Who would have known that Lin Han, without even thinking, reached out and pushed the wooden door.

squeak!

The wooden door was pushed open, and although the sound was not loud, in Ge Fu's heart, it was like thunder from the sky.

Sure enough, the panicked people in the hall were also startled by the sudden opening of the door.

More than a dozen people stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Lin Han.

Who is this young man?

How could someone just push the door open and come in at such an important occasion like Bing Xin Hu!

And there are three of them!

Faced with the questioning looks from everyone, the man who was holding the information was frightened.

I gritted my teeth and explained to everyone: "I'm sorry... my friend found the wrong room... I'm sorry..."

As he said that, he ran up and wanted to ask Ge Fu and Lin Han to leave.

He kept making expressions towards Ge Fu:

What the fuck are you doing?

Can't you see I'm in a state of panic?

Didn’t I tell you to wait for me?

The man pushed Lin Han and closed the door, wanting Lin Han and Ge Fu to go out.

Unexpectedly, Lin Han gently and without hesitation pushed his arm away and asked loudly:

“Is there something wrong with the terracotta warriors?”? ?

The man stood aside, staring at Lin Han with wide eyes.

Then he turned and looked at Ge Fu.

It seemed that he wanted to ask Ge Fu who this person was that you brought.

Ge Fu spread his hands: I don’t know either, I’m just here to watch the show.

“Nonsense!”

In the hall, among a dozen people, a loud shout suddenly came out.