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Chapter seven hundred and ninety fifth operation mode

"I'm just happy to see the hunt."

Zhou Cunxin said a little embarrassedly.

"Think about it, there were only three and a half of the original recognition, all of which were in Japan, and now it has appeared in China again. Once this news is announced, it will cause a sensation. If it can be collected by our city's museum, our museum will definitely become famous."

Gu Tengqing said coldly: "Yes, your museum is famous, but it only offered two or three million yuan to others. It's so generous."

"We have no money, let's talk about it, this Yaobian Tianmu Tea Bowl is a first-class cultural relic. According to our country's laws, it cannot be bought and sold. It can only be collected and used in its hands. It would be better to donate it to our museum, and at least it can get millions."

"you……"

If I hadn't known that my old friend was so by nature, and that he would have been obsessed with antique research and collection in his life, and he would have no bad intentions, Gu Tengqing would have turned against him long ago.

But even so, he was so angry that he stared at him and scolded: "You, no wonder you have only become a researcher at such an old age, and you are still a deputy. Look at the people who are working in the future, some of them have become curators, don't you have any ideas?"

Zhou Cunxin stubbornly said, "What's wrong with the associate researcher? The associate researcher is also an associate senior, I'm happy! Besides, you have made a fortune over the years, but according to me, you're not as comfortable as me!"

"you……"

These two old men, who were over 100 years old, were bickering. A slender and beautiful young woman walked in front of her, and she was holding a baby with a pink and jade-like appearance in her arms.

The young woman politely smiled and nodded to the people passing by, saying hello, and then passed by them.

The young woman holding the child followed the way Gu Tengqing and her group came to the villa door, and rang the doorbell. Soon Yan Danchen's charming face appeared at the door, and it seemed that there was a smile on her face after the person came.

"Sister Xu, you are here."

The person coming was Xu Ziqing. She smiled and said, "Well... After receiving your call, I changed my clothes to this little ancestor and rushed over."

As soon as the door opened, the baby in Xu Ziqing's arms immediately showed a big smile when he saw Yan Danchen, and stretched out his hands towards her.

Yan Danchen also smiled and hugged the baby, with a gentle expression on his pretty face, "Be good, please hug the aunt quickly. The aunt hasn't seen the baby for several days, but she misses her to death."

Seeing Yan Danchen's rare appearance, Xu Ziqing couldn't help but smile and said, "Since you like children so much, you should give birth to one as soon as possible. Now it is the best age for giving birth. Otherwise, once a woman is over 32 or 3 years old, her body will not be easy to recover if she gives birth to a child."

Yan Danchen said coquettishly: "Do you think you don't want to? I have worked very hard. I have also seen a doctor. The doctor also said that Afeng and I are both in normal health, but I just can't get pregnant. What can I do? I have already decided that if I can't get pregnant this year, Afeng and I will go to IVF and have to get a baby."

Looking at Yan Danchen's silver teeth clenched, Xu Ziqing couldn't help but laugh out loud. It seemed that her little lover must have been pestered very much these days.

Seeing Xu Ziqing laughing out loud, Yan Danchen knew what the other party was laughing, and couldn't help but give her a blank look: "Sister Xu, don't laugh, don't think you can run away. I've already thought about it. You'll live with me these days. Our sisters join forces and will never give up until they squeezed that guy out!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Xu Ziqing, a young woman who already had a daughter, blushed with shame. She reached out to her shoulder and patted her gently: "Oh, you are so crazy, you are talking nonsense."

Yan Danchen snorted lightly and didn't say anything, but his mood became stronger when he got pregnant.

The two of them came to the living room while talking. When they arrived at the living room, they saw Yang Feng making a phone call.

"Yeah... I understand. Brother Zhang, you personally supervise this matter. You must purchase all the materials by the end of this month, especially those grain seeds.

What, the company's funds are not enough? It's okay, I'll send you 20 million soon. I only have one requirement, which is to ensure quality. OK, then this is the case first, and if there is anything, contact me."

Yang Feng, who put down his phone, turned his head and saw Yan Danchen and Xu Ziqing walking over and sitting next to him.

Just as Yang Feng was about to speak, he saw the baby in Yan Danchen's arms shouting at him. He quickly reached out and carried the child over and said with a smile: "Hey, my little baby, I haven't seen my father for so many days. Do you miss my father?"

Yang Nuonuo, who was held in his arms, smiled very happily, and his limbs kept waving, looking particularly happy.

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Xu Ziqing couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "This unscrupulous guy has been with you for less than a week every month. I serve you to shit and pee every day, but when you see me, I forget my mother. I am such a little traitor."

Yang Feng laughed: "Why are you angry? People say that their daughter is their father's little cotton jacket. Of course they like dad. Do you think so, little Nuonuo?"

But his words were just a roll of eyes.

Yan Danchen stood up and poured two glasses of water in front of Yang Feng and Xu Ziqing, then asked: "Afeng, what are you going to deal with this Yaobian Tianmu Tea Bowl?"

Yang Feng shrugged: "What else can I do? Of course I'm using it for money?"

"But didn't Mr. Zhou say just now that this is a first-class cultural relic and cannot be bought or sold."

"Who said you want to buy or sell?"

Yang Feng smiled and shaved lightly on her perky nose, and cursed: "You don't allow me to trade, don't you allow me to give it to others?"

"Give it out?" Yan Danchen opened his almond eyes wide and was a little confused for a moment.

However, Xu Ziqing, who was standing by, understood and explained on the side: "This kind of thing is not uncommon in the antique market. Although the country explicitly prohibits buying and selling, as the saying goes, there are policies and countermeasures at the top. If you don't let me sell, can't I give it to others?

You just need to give the things to others in the name of gifts. As for the price, we can go through other channels. For example, this thing is worth ten million, and the seller will give it to the buyer by giving it to the buyer.

The buyer did not pay directly, but used other methods such as I could give you or your relatives and friends a villa or jewelry worth ten million. This is very simple to operate, but it is very difficult or even almost impossible to verify. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Oh... So this is possible, I understand!"
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