"Hey, I said Brother Huangfu, that's not right..."
After Zhuang Rui walked out of the Guimei Museum, he suddenly slapped his forehead and turned around to walk back.
Huangfu Yun grabbed Zhuang Rui and asked, "What's wrong? Why is it so urgent? No one owes you money..."
"That's not the case. They looked at our Picasso works this morning, but just now we only looked at the list. I didn't see any of the antiques that Frey handed over to the Louvre and the Guimet Museum..."
Zhuang Rui did not mention the items placed in the exhibition hall, because he had seen those few items and they were indeed authentic. However, he had doubts about the other eighteen items, in case the other party agreed to his request.
What should I do if the conditions are met but the products I bring out are fakes?
"Hey, you are just eating carrots... you are so naive. If they agree to the exchange, they will definitely conduct an item appraisal and evaluation. Why are you so anxious..."
Huangfu Yunting had a lot of clues in his head. The exchange and gifting of items between museums required a series of complicated procedures, unlike between private individuals, where both parties could make a transaction if they liked it.
"That's good, that's good..."
Zhuang Rui smiled. He knew that he was judging a gentleman with a villain's heart. After laughing twice, Zhuang Rui said to Huangfu Yun: "Brother Huangfu, I can't help you this time."
To antique swords, I will definitely get a good one for you when I return to China..."
Zhuang Rui felt a little embarrassed. Ever since he arrived in Paris, Huangfu Yun had been busy doing all the work. He had taken a lot of advantage, but everyone else was doing voluntary labor.
Huangfu Yun waved his hand and said: "Okay, we two brothers have hit it off, so don't say these useless things. If you really plan to open a museum later, just put my swords into a separate exhibition room...
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Huangfu Yun has long wanted to open an antique sword museum by himself, and with the swords he owns, it should not be a big problem to apply for approval. However, due to lack of financial resources, he has been putting it off. Now that he has Zhuang Rui as a financial backer, he feels that
Becoming more active again.
"Okay, then let's make an agreement. I'll go back and find out how to build this private museum..."
Zhuang Rui nodded in agreement. He calculated that he had collected a lot of good things in his basement. He couldn't let those precious national treasure-level cultural relics hide in the basement and never see the light of day. He might as well take this opportunity.
Let's build a museum.
"I'm not very clear about the specifics. It seems that there are certain requirements for venues and the number of cultural relics. Just ask, brother. I won't accompany you. The auction has started today. I want to go take a look. There is an antique sword.
I still want to take it down..."
Seeing that things on Zhuang Rui's side were straightened out, Huangfu Yun said goodbye. Although he didn't want to be ripped off by the foreigners' speculation on the ball's price, when he saw the object he liked, Huangfu Yun still felt itchy and wanted to go to the auction site.
Take a look.
"Okay, Huangfu Yun, let me go back to the hotel first and ask about the museum. I will go with you to see the auction situation tomorrow..."
This special auction of Chinese art in Paris will last for several days. Zhuang Rui has read the auction catalog and found that there seems to be nothing good today, so he is too lazy to go. He might as well finish things at the museum.
As soon as Zhuang Rui entered the hotel room, the panicked White Lion threw himself on the carpet, pressing Zhuang Rui and playing for a while before letting him get up.
Peng Fei, who was sitting aside, joked: "Brother Zhuang, you brought the white lion out here just to make the white lion feel uncomfortable..."
"I think it's really hard for you kid..." Zhuang Rui laughed and cursed.
Zhuang Rui was right. Peng Fei was really complaining at the moment. He accompanied Zhuang Rui to Paris. He was planning to go out and buy some luxury goods for his wife. Who knew that he was left to look after the white lion first, and then found it for him?
Peng Fei was given a task to never leave those Lao Shizi pencil drawings, which made Peng Fei very depressed.
Zhuang Rui waved his hand and then said: "Okay, put those sketches here. You can go shopping with He Shuang and the others. You can settle dinner outside..."
"Hey, Brother Zhuang, I'm just kidding. This thing worth hundreds of millions is here. I'm really worried when I get out..."
It's just what you say, Peng Fei is reliable in his work. Two groups of people have already seen these Picasso works. If someone among them wants to play dirty tricks and sends someone over to steal or rob, Zhuang Rui will do it himself.
I really can't bear it.
"Well, that's fine. I'll ask Tianya and the others to bring some perfume to Zhang Qian later. When you get married, you can come to Paris for fun..."
Peng Fei and Zhang Qian are going to get married in June. Zhuang Rui has already prepared to leave them a house in Ouyang Jun's newly developed community. Hao Long will do the same in the future. Others will follow him to make a living, and he must be respected.
Just a sense of belonging.
After chatting with Peng Fei for a while, Zhuang Rui took out his mobile phone and dialed Ouyang Jun's number.
"Fourth brother, it's me, Xiao Rui..."
Zhuang Rui knew that Ouyang Jun didn't pay much attention to the caller ID when he answered the phone, so after the call was connected, he reported his name first.
"You kid, nothing good will happen when you call me. If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. Brother, I'm busy..."
Ouyang Jun yelled at the phone impatiently. Not to mention, Fourth Young Master Ouyang was really busy at the moment. He was accompanying his wife for an ultrasound in the hospital. At this time, when he answered the phone, his eyes were fixed on
on that color display.
Although the country has express regulations that do not allow the use of B-ultrasound and other methods to check the gender of the unborn baby before the child is born, there are countermeasures and policies. Who doesn’t have an acquaintance in the hospital? Let alone Ouyang Jun.
Even an ordinary citizen can know in advance whether he will give birth to a girl or a boy by finding ways to support the relationship.
Xu Qing had just been lying on the bed undergoing B-ultrasound. Ouyang Jun was nervous at the moment. He suddenly heard the phone ringing, but it startled him. If he hadn't been worried about the doctor beside him, he would have cursed.
"Mr. Ouyang, you are not allowed to make phone calls here..."
When Ouyang Jun was getting anxious with Zhuang Rui on the phone, the female doctor beside him frowned and reminded him that even though the pregnant woman was a big star and the director personally told her, she still had to abide by the hospital's regulations.
"If we don't fight, we will die..."
When did Ouyang Jun become so easy to talk to? After hearing what the doctor said, he said to the phone: "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do. I'm staying with your sister-in-law..."
Zhuang Rui was a little dumbfounded when he heard the "didi" sound coming from the phone. Xu Qing was still pregnant in broad daylight. Ouyang Jun couldn't be in such a hurry, right? He wasn't afraid of hurting the child?
"What? Boy?!"
After Ouyang Jun heard what the female doctor said, he almost jumped up in surprise. He was a real middle-aged son. He was almost forty, and he had an heir. He was so happy that he didn't know what to say.
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"Hello? Who are you? I dialed randomly, how do I know who you are? Oh, it's Wu'er. Let me tell you, my brother will have a big fat boy soon, hahaha..."
Ouyang Jun was extremely excited. After walking out of the B-ultrasound room, he took out the phone and dialed without caring who it was. He wanted to share the good news with others.
"Damn it, hurry up and leave..."
Seeing Ouyang Jun's appearance, Star Xu quickly pulled up the scarf on her face. If the news about her visit to the obstetrics and gynecology department spread, I'm afraid it would be on the front page of entertainment news again tomorrow.
"Hey, fourth brother, congratulations. I'll prepare some gifts for my little nephew later..."
When Zhuang Rui heard about this, he couldn't help but laugh. Isn't it true that Ouyang Jun was taking Xu Qing to check his body? He had wronged him just now.
"Good morning, the baby is still six or seven months away..."
Ouyang Jun also woke up at this moment. After opening the car door and letting Xu Qing sit in, he sat in the driver's seat and continued: "You guys just wanted to see me for something, right?"
"There is something wrong, fourth brother. I would like to ask, what are the procedures required to open a private museum in our ***?"
There was a happy event at Ouyang Jun's side. Zhuang Rui didn't intend to ask about it at first, but since the other party brought it up, he asked casually.
"Private museum?"
Ouyang Jun was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Brother, I don't know everything. How do I know this? You kid just comes up with all these weird things..."
"Hey, fourth brother, you said that I am in *** City, and you are the only brother. Who should I look for if I don't look for you?"
Zhuang Rui laughed when he heard this. It was true that during this period of time, he could boss Ouyang Jun very hard, and he would be blamed for everything big or small.
"Okay, brother, I'm in a good mood today, you can ask Xiaowei about this later..."
After Ouyang Jun started the car, he hung up the phone. The little Wei he was talking about was Wei Ming, who was now the general manager of his real estate company. He was the professional manager hired by Ouyang Jun.
Zhuang Rui, the nominal assistant to the general manager, really had Wei Ming's phone number. He immediately called him and repeated what he had just said to Ouyang Jun.
Wei Ming is thirty-eight years old this year, a little younger than Ouyang Jun, but he is already a well-known real estate professional manager in Beijing. He has handled the development of many large real estate projects and has a wide range of contacts. Wei Ming also knows Zhuang Rui and Ouyang
Because of his relationship with the military, he did not dare to neglect what Zhuang Rui told him.
Although Wei Ming did not understand what conditions a private museum required, this was not a problem for him. After making some inquiries, he sent a fax to Zhuang Rui, which contained the "Museum Management Measures" from the Ministry of Culture.
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"This matter actually belongs to my uncle?"
When Zhuang Rui saw the name at the beginning of this fax document, he couldn't help but laugh. "Brother, I act according to the rules. I'm sure there won't be anyone who doesn't have a good eye to get in trouble with me."
