Four hundred and fortieth chapters refreshing money
At noon, the mid-spring sunshine carries a warm temperature. There is distant noise from the University of Trade and Economics campus across the street, and you can vaguely see tiny dots of people among the teaching buildings, buildings, and woods.
, full of youthful atmosphere.
"You kid!" Professor Zhao raised his head and laughed, stretched out his hand and tapped Jing Gao. He was leaning on crutches, supported by his daughter Zhao Shiyan, and invited Jing Gao to come to his study.
For literati, the study room is a very private place. It represents some kind of recognition.
Professor Zhao has the attitude of being open-minded and having a long conversation.
The study room is very elegantly decorated. Based on Jing Gao's understanding of Professor Zhao, most of the paintings and calligraphy in his study room are genuine. The pens, inks, paper, inkstones, and books are displayed on the large yellow pear wood desk.
Jing Gao sat casually in the wooden chair, said "thank you" to Zhao Shiyan who brought tea, and said with a smile: "Professor Zhao, what is going on? The way you are crouching down makes me feel uneasy."
Professor Zhao said with a smile: "Xiaojing, I have been admiring you for three days! However, this point is not correct. I, smelly old Jiu, am a scholar. You are a wealthy businessman, famous all over the world.
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This is called "grilling"!
Jing Gao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He waved his hand and said, "Professor Zhao, please tell me something quickly." I'm afraid of you.
Zhao Shiyan covered her mouth and smiled beside her. After what happened with Liao Rong, she had been visiting her father frequently recently, and her relationship with Professor Zhao had recovered.
Professor Zhao and Jing Gao have been friends for many years, and all the matters concerning Tuogu are left to Jing Gao. Such a friendship, the conversational skills are similar here. Then, he became a little stranger. He walked down the steps and said: "
Since modern times, China has been poor and weak, and has been invaded by Western powers. Li Hongzhang said that this is a major change that has not happened in three thousand years. Dynasties have changed, and people have been displaced. People with human faces and animal hearts are running rampant, and people with wolf-hearted and dog-like hearts are everywhere.
Under such circumstances, our country's cultural relics have experienced several large-scale losses. For example, the Eight-Power Allied Forces burned the Old Summer Palace, such as the Dunhuang murals, etc. Each event and period makes us latecomers sigh.
I am currently working part-time in a team under the China Special Fund to Rescue Lost Overseas Cultural Relics. Together with a few old friends, I am responsible for the research and coordination of the cultural relics in the Old Summer Palace."
Having said this, the sixty-nine-year-old Professor Zhao drank water and panted slightly. His body has really declined a lot in the past two years. His relationship broke up and divorced, his daughter divorced, he had heart surgery, his ex-wife was scandalized, and his old friend Ren He was interfering.
He survived a series of things like one knife. But it was inevitable that he would become even older physically.
Jing Gao nodded and listened carefully.
He was born under the red flag and grew up in New China. Of course he is familiar with the history of humiliation in modern China. In fact, in addition to working part-time at university, he went to the library to study. His knowledge structure is not lacking.
, just not as deep as elite, professors.
Professor Zhao's words resonated with him. He remembered that when he read Yu Qiuyu's "Cultural Journey" and saw the loss of cultural relics in Dunhuang, he exchanged the precious scrolls for dozens of silver coins, or simply snatched them away. That kind of regret
, indignation really swirled in my heart.
When a person thinks about the issues of survival and death, he must ask himself three questions: Who am I, where do I come from, and where do I want to go?
Don't think this is a joke. Unless you can avoid death, everyone will think about these questions, just at different stages of life. Who can avoid death?
And the inheritance of history and culture is to explain and tell you: Where do I come from!
Professor Zhao went on to introduce the situation, "Among the various cultural relics lost in the Old Summer Palace, the most well-known and most precious cultural relics are the bronze statues of the twelve zodiac animal heads. So far, 7 have been recovered. There are also snake heads, chicken heads,
The whereabouts of the dog-head, sheep-head and dragon-head bronze statues are unknown. A few days ago, our team learned that the dragon-head statue appeared in a private wealthy manor in the beautiful country."
Jing Gao expressed his position cheerfully: "What can I do?"
Professor Zhao had a satisfied look on his face. He was worthy of being a young man he recognized. He really had nothing to say in terms of three views, otherwise he would be talking like a chicken. He said with emotion: "We are currently verifying the authenticity of the news. If the collector
There is an intention to sell it, and the price is probably over 200 million. The cultural fund has limited money, so I hope you can sponsor a sum of money to buy the dragon head back."
"Of course, my request is very excessive. No one's money comes from the flood. If you have any demands, you can make them. It must be a benefit. For example, the animal heads bought by Poly Group with money are all put away.
in their own museum.
If you are interested, I will take you to meet Lao Wu after a while. These old guys can still talk to each other in the education circles in the capital."
Jing Gao laughed and said, "Professor Zhao, I have no intention of setting up a museum. I know nothing about cultural relics and antiques. As long as the information is confirmed, I am willing to pay for it. I have no other requirements, even if you always owe me a favor.
In addition, I will donate 10 million to your Yuanmingyuan cultural relics recovery team, and I hope that I will have the opportunity to meet some professors in the future."
Professor Zhao suddenly laughed heartily, "You kid! Haha! Shiyan, go and take out the rice wine from my collection. Let's have a few drinks with Xiaojing at noon today."
Jing Gao was too generous with his favors and handled things well. An old guy like him was a bit embarrassed.
Of course, he has plenty of debts anyway. After his death, his daughter Zhao Shiyan will be entrusted to Jing Gao to take care of her for the rest of her life, ensuring that she has enough food and clothing and is not bullied.
"Okay, dad!" Zhao Shiyan left the study with a smile.
Professor Zhao took a sip of tea and sighed again: "Xiaojing, I owe you a favor. However, if you want to see Lao Wu and the others, there is no need to donate 10 million. If you have nothing to do and ask them for help, you can just brush it off.
My initial impression is that a donation of 1 million will be enough. When the time comes, I will take you there, and those old guys will have to give me some face."
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Then I'll listen to you."
He is still willing to make some contribution to the recovery of cultural relics. How awesome!
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During the noon meal, Professor Zhao was controlled by Zhao Shiyan and Aunt Chunlan and only drank a glass of rice wine. Although he protested, it was still to no avail.
Zhao Shiyan drank a few drinks with Jing Gao on behalf of Professor Zhao.
There is no other meaning than that the daughter drinks instead of the father. Who asked Professor Zhao to just have a daughter?
Professor Zhao was a little drunk after a glass of wine, so he was helped to take a lunch break. Zhao Shiyan sent Jing Gao to the door of 2001 next door. After thinking about it, she asked: "Mr. Jing, is Aunt Liao okay?"
She and Liao Rong still have some feelings for each other. Whether it is from her father's perspective or because they often trade together.
Jing Gao drank some wine and was slightly tipsy. He didn't hide it from Zhao Shiyan and said: "Liao Rong is currently in the beautiful country. She can return to the country when the limelight passes. However, I am not prepared to entrust her with important responsibilities in the short term. She is now
Need to avoid flashlights.”
At least until Professor Zhao passes away, he will not re-appoint Liao Rong. If he engages in similar scandals again, he will feel sorry for Professor Zhao.
Zhao Shiyan nodded, "Well...Mr. Jing, see you later." She watched Jing Gao enter the room, feeling unspeakable in her heart.
When she went to the hospital to see her father, how could she have imagined that the young man sitting next to An Zhiwen would reach the heights he is today?
Spending huge sums of money to help buy national cultural relics without batting an eye. That's a big boss thing.
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Jing Gao returned to the house, where Chen Qingshuang and Nie Yunxi were chatting on the balcony. Xiaohe gave them takeout from a nearby hotel.
After listening to Jing Gao's words on the sofa in the living room, Nie Yunxi frowned slightly and pointed out: "Mr. Jing, you agreed a little too readily!"
Jing Gao took the strong tea that Chen Qingshuang brought him, leaned on the sofa, smiled slightly, and said nothing.
Nie Yunxi said softly: "Mr. Jing, I actually admire your behavior. It is completely worth spending 200 million to help relevant units recover the national treasure of Chinese civilization. I can understand your feelings about your family and country."
However, as your personal assistant, I need to advise you. You have spent this money without getting any actual benefits.
Moreover, if you are so cheerful, if the news gets out, some relevant cultural relics protection units will come to see you next time? If you don't agree, you will be complained. This is the same as when you did charity and broke your family in the early years.
This is not how people behave. You must set a threshold to protect yourself."
Chen Qingshuang blinked and heard what Sister Nie said, Brother Jing did something wrong. But she looked at Jing Gao and smiled without saying a word, obviously she had other plans.