Director Wang and Director Liu saw that Shu Huaixi was getting angry.

They were all so frightened that they dared not speak anymore.

However, the two of them were visibly becoming more and more nervous.

I waited for about an hour.

There was the sound of a car door opening and closing at the gate, and at the same time, there was the sound of footsteps.

Then, accompanied by a group of leaders, Bai Tingwei and Nie Shenxian,

Walked in.

Bai Tingwei and Nie Shenxian should have just come from the Tang Dynasty terracotta warriors inspection site.

There was still dust on the trouser legs of both men.

The sneakers are black and white.

Unlike them, the officials of all ranks who followed beside him were sweating and trembling.

But they were all well-dressed.

However, these people were really afraid in front of Bai Tingwei.

Everyone wanted to serve as Bai Tingwei's chair or crutches, to support and guide him.

He was afraid that Bai Tingwei would punish him.

Shu Huaixi first recognized the fat white man next to Bai Tingwei.

"Huh? Why is Director Ma here too? Who's that in the middle?"

Director Liu's expression suddenly changed.

"It's... Shirabe... Oh my god! It's really Shirabe!"

As they spoke, Director Liu and Director Wang climbed up from their chairs using their hands and feet.

They all went forward to meet him.

Shu Huaixi didn't react at first.

After repeating the word "白部" in my mouth, I suddenly understood.

"He is Bai Tingwei?"

As he spoke, everyone's attention was focused on Bai Tingwei.

"Bai Bu, please come this way! It is an honor for all of us in Northern Shaanxi that you can visit the Zhang family's old house in Song Town!"

The current director of the Northern Shaanxi Cultural Bureau, the fat white man, Director Ma, was all smiles and flattering.

Although Director Liu has retired, he was unwilling to be outdone and quickly agreed:

"Baibu is so busy, but he still has time to come to Songzhen. We are flattered and flattered."

Others took the opportunity to make some humming and hmmming comments, and quickly gave compliments.

But Bai Tingwei had a gloomy face and didn't even look at them.

Immortal Nie was free from his duties and looked up at the eaves and brackets of the Zhang family's ancient house.

He hurriedly walked towards Lin Han.

"Master Lin Han, you have found another treasure trove!"

As he spoke, Immortal Nie pushed everyone aside, walked to the table where Lin Han was, picked up the teapot, and respectfully filled the teacup in front of Lin Han.

Then he poured himself a glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Bai Tingwei was following behind. Director Ma and Director Liu had already given him a seat.

However, Bai Tingwei snatched the snack from Immortal Nie and pushed it in front of Lin Han.

"Master Lin Han, you came to Song Town without telling us, is this a hidden treasure?"! !

Bai Tingwei's words shocked everyone.

Especially Director Liu, who stood behind Bai Tingwei and couldn't move his arms and legs.

The rest of the leaders, both big and small, looked at Lin Han in bewilderment and confusion. They really couldn't figure out who this unfamiliar young handsome guy was.

Lin Han was very dignified.

Until this time, he spoke:

"Bai Bu, Immortal Nie, it is only because of the phoenix tree in the Zhang family's ancient house that I dare to call you two real dragons over!"

Although the words were polite, his demeanor was not at all fawning, and even looked a little teasing.

Everyone's pupils trembled. They couldn't believe that this young man could talk to Bai Tingwei with such an attitude.

Bai Tingwei smiled and waved his hand:

"In front of you, where is our status..."

Immortal Nie also agreed: "Don't embarrass me."

Lin Han nodded, then glanced at Director Liu and Director Wang.

The two old men were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They shrank their necks like quails and dared not speak.

Lin Han pointed at the two beams from a distance and said to Immortal Nie:

"Look, Director Wang and Director Liu both said it's fake."

"No, no... our eyesight is too poor, too poor!"

As soon as Lin Han finished speaking, Director Wang and Director Liu waved their hands in denial in unison.

Just pretend that Shu Huaixi's glare didn't exist.

However, such a big commotion was quickly covered up by the actions of several leaders behind Nie Shenxian and Bai Tingwei.

Everyone's attention shifted to them.

I saw Immortal Nie raising his head, his eyes fixed on the magic mirror in the center of the beam.

He moved his lips, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then Immortal Nie stumbled down to the main hall.

The situation of the other few people was not much better than that of Immortal Nie.

Although they were all nearly sixty years old and of noble status, they had lost all their manners.

I felt crazy and happy as if I had won the lottery.

"Mr. Nie, is what I saw real?"

"Is it the Ming Dynasty Sun and Moon Mirror?"

"Impossible! Impossible! How could we have such a treasure in Northern Shaanxi?"

"Mr. Nie, is this true?"

As they were talking, these people had already rushed to the bottom of the main hall, stretching their necks, trying hard to see the details of the mirror hanging high up.

Except for Lin Han and Zhang Lao, the rest of the Zhang family was of course a little strange.

I hadn’t seen this mirror in the past two days. How come it suddenly appeared?

Moreover, judging from the looks of those big guys, they really treasure this mirror? ?

The Zhang family couldn't help but look at Mr. Zhang.

At the same time, Lin Han gave Mr. Zhang a look without saying a word.

Old Zhang understood what he meant. He coughed and walked forward, standing on the steps of the main hall, looking down at Immortal Nie and others.

"Dear leaders and teachers, please step back! We are negotiating with Shesheyu Real Estate Company about the handling of this old house, including this mirror. They are preparing to demolish it!"

One stone can cause a thousand ripples.

Mr. Zhang’s words made all the leaders, big and small, furious.

Especially in front of Bai Tingwei, the current Minister of Culture of Shangjing.

They must also show their attitude of protecting cultural relics.

"What? Demolition!"

"Isn't this a waste of natural resources?"

"Who's going to demolish it? Let's see who dares to demolish it!"

"Don't even mention this mirror. Even the screen wall in front of the courtyard cannot be taken down!"

When he got excited, Director Ma, the current director of the Northern Shaanxi Cultural Bureau, grabbed Zhang Lao's arm and asked:

"Who wants to demolish the house? Tell me! I'll make the decision for you!"

Mr. Zhang pointed at Shu Huaixi and said, "He, Shu Huaixi, is from Sheyu Company."

Swish, swish, swish!

Countless glares and cold arrows flew towards Shu Huaixi.

Even though he was in his forties or fifties, he was immediately stared at and became totally at a loss, not knowing where to put his arms and legs!

"Director Ma... I... I didn't say that the house must be demolished. Besides, even if it is demolished, I will give them the right..."

Before he could finish his words, Director Ma interrupted him with a rebuke:

"Bullshit! Give me money again! Give me money! With that little money you have, you can buy the common people's land, and you can also buy the magic mirror of the Ming Dynasty? And the golden nanmu!"

"Ignorance! Stupidity!"

"You've been a boss for so many years, but you don't even know the Cultural Relics Protection Law! This is a historical relic! We need to protect it!"

Director Ma was furious and bombarded Shu Huaixi with questions, leaving him with no way to defend himself!

“Yes… yes…”

Shu Huaixi was also afraid of Director Ma. After all, just one word from him could stop the entire project!