While everyone was in an uproar, there was a burst of thunderous applause that lasted for a long time.
After the applause subsided, Director Mai continued to speak, saying that if he had any questions, he could ask the person who received the reward, He Qing.
So he gently moved the microphone to the table in front of He Qing to make it easier for him to talk to everyone.
"Mr. He, how did you get this news?" A young female reporter took the lead and asked.
He Qing said seriously: "I have known Mr. Fang before. We can be said to be acquaintances. He is the Taishan Beidou in the world of porcelain collection. I admire him very much. Later he told me about his son who was lost more than thirty years ago.
, I saw that he sent people to search around but did not bring any good news, so I wanted to help him look for it, so I went to try. I accidentally found out about the clue through a friend in the antique shop, and later found it in Song Dynasty.
With the full help of police officers and officers Zhang, we finally found Acheng! This is mainly due to Officer Song and his colleagues. Without their help, it would be impossible to find Acheng."
He talked about the relevant situation in detail, and it was basically like that, except that he gave the main credit to Song Peici and others, and this was exactly the result that Director Mai and others expected.
When hearing his detailed description, Director Mai and some leaders in the bureau looked at each other and smiled, feeling very pleased and at the same time full of gratitude to him. If he had not said that and told the truth, then this would
A press conference means nothing to the police. Instead, they may be criticized by the outside world. There are so many police investigating. But this case has never been solved, and now it has been investigated by a layman in just a few days.
Internal investigation, where does this put the police’s face?
"Mr. He, now that the case has been solved, you have successfully obtained the huge amount of property that Mr. Fang offered as a reward. Does that mean that you have become a rich man overnight?" Another male reporter asked plausibly.
He said, "Also, what are you going to do after you get such a large sum of money? Will you donate part of it to poor areas?"
"..."
Listening to the reporter's rapid-fire questions, He Qing's face darkened slightly. He replied loudly: "I didn't help Mr. Fang find clues for the reward. I just wanted to do a favor to my friend at the beginning and didn't want to see him.
He is in so much pain. A father has spent more than thirty years of time and energy searching for his biological son. The accumulated longing and sadness are not something ordinary people can feel, nor can they bear. As for that,
I came here and became a millionaire overnight, which is a bit deviated from my reality. I wonder how much money you think you need to be considered rich?"
He asked the reporter. When they heard his question, everyone burst into laughter.
The reporter's face suddenly turned red, and he looked a little embarrassed, but he still answered and said: "It only counts if you are a billionaire. As we all know, Mr. Fang is one of the richest men in Beijing, and half of his family property will be given to you.
, then you must have got more than 100 million."
As soon as this statement came out, many people started talking about it.
He Qing, who was sitting on the stage, laughed and said: "If you have 100 million, you are a rich man. Then you underestimate the people in our collection business. If Mr. Fang just picks up a piece of porcelain from the collection, it might be sold for a sky-high price of 100 million."
!What do you think?”
He did not directly talk about his own situation, but used the analogy of the sky-high price of ancient porcelain collected by Fang Dechao. Smart people can easily hear that he meant that billionaires are nothing. There are many people in their collection industry.
, and he himself is one of them.
In fact, his words are not true at all. He has collected so many sky-high price treasures. The genuine Yuan blue and white piece he received by mistake not long ago can be sold for one billion. To him, one hundred million is nothing.
.
But the reporter's mind didn't turn around for a moment, and he said carelessly: "But it belongs to Mr. Fang after all. I know he will give some to you soon."
"Mr. Reporter, Xiao He is a very famous collector." At this moment, Fang Dechao, who was sitting next to He Qing, said loudly, "I took a picture of an enamel porcelain from his hand last time.
, if you are a friend in the industry, you should know that I spent 160 million. So Xiaohe is not short of money. At that time, he offered to help me find Cheng. It was indeed not for money, but he discovered the clues.
, this reward should be given to him. I announced it from the beginning. No matter who provides valid clues and can find my son, this reward will be his, and Xiaohe is no exception! No matter if he is
My friend, I will hand over this reward to him."
After Fang Dechao explained He Qing's words clearly, everyone was in an uproar.
As the "King of Porcelain" in the collecting world and the richest man in Beijing, his words are naturally very convincing. Who doesn't believe him?
It was only at this moment that the reporter realized that he had said the wrong thing and looked down upon He Qing greatly. The reason why he made the mistake just now was mainly because He Qing's dress did not show any sign of wealth at all. He looked just a very wealthy person.
Ordinary young people are almost the same as fresh college students.
However, his true identity and net worth are surprising.
He is a rich man himself!
As the saying goes, "A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and the sea cannot be measured." In an instant, those who originally knew nothing about him looked at him with admiration.
"I'm very sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I take back what I just said." The reporter apologized to He Qing in embarrassment, "I'd better ask something else. Will you use part of the reward for charity?
If you were doing charity, what would you support?"
"It doesn't matter." He Qing smiled lightly, and then said solemnly: "If you want to do charity, you will only do education, not make donations, make your own fund, and personally deliver the money to those in need, penny by penny.
Don’t worry about this meeting and that meeting, because I don’t worry, my money and Mr. Fang’s money are all earned by our own hard work, and they are not dropped from the world!"
His passionate words won another round of warm applause and must have resonated with many people.
His answer was so satisfying that the reporter had nothing to say and quietly sat back in his seat.
Later, reporters spoke one after another and asked He Qing some questions, but most of them were irrelevant, and He Qing gave simple answers.
Finally, it was Fang Dechao's and his son's turn to speak. They didn't say anything, they just explained some things and their support and expectations for the recipient of the award, He Qing.
After Fang Dechao and his son finished answering reporters' questions, Director Mai made a summary.
Finally, the press conference ended like this. The result was very successful, and Director Mai and others were extremely grateful to He Qing.
Not long after the meeting ended, He Qing received a call. When he picked up his cell phone and looked at it, he saw Cai Weilan's cell phone number displayed on the screen.
"Ms. Cai." He Qing answered the phone quickly and said hello with a smile.
"He Qing. Why are you still hiding this from me?!" Cai Weilan's voice seemed to be full of anger on the other end of the phone, "So you are the one who provided important clues to the police and helped Mr. Fang find his son! And...
It’s so mysterious!”
He Qing said: "How could I? I just didn't have time to explain it clearly to you at the time. Isn't it the same now that I know?"
"That's true." Cai Weilan's tone quickly changed and he said cheerfully, "He Qing, you are amazing! It turns out that in addition to appraising antiques, you are also good at appraising antiques! You want to treat me, and you have received such a large bounty.
!”
He Qing agreed without hesitation: "Okay, that's no problem! When will you be free? How about I treat you to dinner tonight."
Cai Weilan said: "You can treat me to a guest anytime, but can you come out now? I'm waiting for you in a coffee shop diagonally opposite the police station."
"What's the matter?" He Qing asked casually.
Cai Weilan replied: "It's nothing serious. I just want to ask you for a favor. Aren't you a great expert? You have such good eyesight! Since I told your story to my friends, many people admire you. Now
Two friends from the media industry are pestering me and insisting that I call you out to identify two things for them. I thought you were very busy recently and didn’t want to disturb you. I didn’t expect to bump into you at the door just now, so
I told the two friends who came with me about the situation. It would be better to meet by chance. They are going home to get things now and will be here soon. He Qing, you must help me. I have promised them. If
If you don’t come, I’ll lose face!”
She begged again and again.
"Oh, is that what it is?" He Qing said without hesitation, "Just wait a moment. I'll go out right away and then look for you."
"Well, don't worry, as long as you come, it will be fine." Cai Weilan said happily.
After saying goodbye and hanging up the phone, He Qing said goodbye to Fang Dechao and Song Peici and hurriedly walked out of the police station.
"Brother Qing, is the matter done?"
Seeing He Qing come out, Lin Haitao, who had been waiting at the door, greeted him.
"Well, it's done. Now we're waiting for news from Lawyer Tang." He Qing nodded.
"That's good." Lin Haitao said happily, "Shall we go back to the hotel now?"
He Qing shook his head and said: "There is something else, Haitao, you go to a place with me."
As he said that, he took Lin Haitao and rushed straight to a coffee shop across the street. There seemed to be only one coffee shop around here, and it should be the one Cai Weilan was talking about.
When He Qing and Lin Haitao walked in, they saw Cai Weilan sitting there with his head raised.
When she saw He Qing walking in, she stood up to greet him.
"He Qing, you're here so soon?!" Cai Weilan said with a sweet smile, "Do you know how surprised I was just now when I found out that the person Mr. Fang wanted to reward was you?! I couldn't believe it.
That person is you! You are simply a legendary figure. Do you want to find someone to help you write your autobiography?!"
He Qing shook his head with a smile and said: "I have to write it myself. Although the writing style is not very good, it can still be read clearly."
His words were humorous, and the two looked at each other and laughed.
"Miss Cai, are your two friends here?" He Qing then asked.
Cai Weilan said: "Well, here we are, they are waiting for you there. He Qing, please go and help them take a look."
"Well, okay, let's go." He Qing nodded readily and agreed.
So he and Lin Haitao followed Cai Weilan and walked forward.
Before approaching Cai Weilan's two media friends, He Qing spotted a chaotic red light, which was naturally the "treasure light" emitted by antiques. This could at least mean that one of the things they brought for identification was
A real antique, exciting to look forward to.
(Thank you to my old friend Qin Yi Wushuang for the reward of 1888 starting coins, Minmin 6886 for the reward of 588 starting coins, and the leaders, gh_1 each for the reward of 100 starting coins. Thank you for your continued support. I will write this book well until