Xia Yu and Nangong Yan walked side by side in the staff-only passage. Nangong Yan still had a hint of spring in the corner of her eyes, and her skin had the unique moist smell of flower buds after the rain.
This was naturally the work of Mr. Xia Daguan. Early in the morning it was the time when Yang was full of energy, and it was in an unconventional place like the office. Not only Xia Yu, but also Nangong Yan found it very exciting.
But after all, they still had work to do during the day. After a few excitements, the two of them stopped and stopped before everyone went to work.
Xia Yu looked at the people on Haotian's security guard and smiled slightly, "Yanzi, are you afraid that the enemy won't take the bait?"
Nangong Yan nodded, "I'm a little worried, our enemies are not stupid."
"Don't worry, I've already arranged it."
"Well..." Nangong Yan covered her mouth and yawned, feeling waves of tiredness in her body.
"You go to the office and take a rest. I'll just keep an eye on you. You've been standing all this morning and you're quite tired..."
Thinking of the absurdity of the morning, Nangong Yan glanced at him angrily, said, "I'm going back to the office," and turned around and left without looking back.
Xia Yu looked at Nangong Yan's back, pinched his chin, and thought to himself, when he saw this girl's aloof look, why did he want to cross her so much? Maybe all men are like this...
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It was a calm morning. Under the guidance of the staff, the audience visited these cultural relics in an orderly manner. Through the instructor's passionate explanation, everyone had a detailed understanding of the items on display. Foreigners lamented that Chinese civilization is
It has such a long history, and the Chinese people are sincerely proud of being born in such a magical country.
In the afternoon, Liu Mengyan, Su Xiaorou and Tang Yiyi came to the exhibition hall together. The three beauties had the most advanced passes of the World Expo and could visit any venue.
Looking at the cultural relics displayed in the middle from a distance, Su Xiaorou immediately pouted and said: "What else can you see from this far away? I should have known I would have brought a telescope!"
"You can't understand it anyway, so just treat it as a fun show." Liu Mengyan said with a smile.
Sister Xiaorou has no interest at all in cultural relics, history, etc. Everyone else is listening to the commentator's explanation. Only she looks around, "Yiyi, Mengyan, have you seen Xia Yu? He shouldn't be here.
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"Why are you looking for him?" Liu Mengyan said with a smile, "He is so busy now, he definitely can't accompany us."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Yu's voice sounded behind her, "Ahem... Who said I can't accompany you? At least around here, I can still use my power for personal gain."
Liu Mengyan turned around and said with a smile: "You'd better go about your business and don't miss anything!"
"Yes! We can just go around by ourselves!" Tang Yi said in agreement.
Su Xiaorou pursed her lips and said reluctantly: "Well... then you go and do your work."
Xia Yu laughed and said: "I happened to be walking around here, it's okay..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white female reporter suddenly interrupted the narrator and said: "According to authoritative information, the history of China is only three thousand years. You actually said that these things have a history of more than five thousand years. This is simply impossible!
I highly doubt the authenticity of these artifacts!”
"Miss, these are authoritative findings in the archaeological community, so it seems you should update your knowledge base!" the commentator replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
The white female reporter immediately shook her head vigorously, "No, no, no! I think this must be fake!"
"Miss, if this is just your personal opinion, then I hope you will study the history of China carefully."
The white reporter pointed to the display cabinets and said, "Are those cabinets bulletproof?"
"It should be."
"Is it difficult for us to open the cabinet?"
The narrator was amused, "It should be said that it is impossible to get it open."
The white reporter showed a victorious smile and said to a few people around him: "Look, we clearly pose no threat to the things inside, but they don't let us get close. They must be afraid that experts will be able to see it!"
"Miss, please don't talk nonsense, we are here to protect cultural relics!"
"I think you have a guilty conscience! The cultural relics you exhibit must be fake, because your five thousand years of history are forged! You forged these cultural relics in order to falsify history!"
"Miss, please pay attention to your words and deeds!" The commentator's face darkened, he picked up the communicator and told the security guard that someone was causing trouble here.
The words of the white reporter also aroused public outrage. More than half of the people who came to visit the scene were Chinese. This female reporter slandered Chinese history so much that some people already raised their fists and wanted to teach this ungrateful foreigner a lesson.
At this time, five security guards had already rushed over. They first isolated the excited audience and then learned about the situation.
Without the risk of being beaten, the white female reporter continued to speak nonsense: "I seriously doubt..."
At this time, Xia Yu's order came from the communicator, "Drive this bitch out!"
Several security guards immediately showed smiles on their faces, and together they got the female reporter with a pretty good figure out of the door and stopped letting her in.
The exhibition returned to normal order, and the Chinese people who visited all applauded the security guards' handling. However, many foreigners present looked at the cultural relics with a hint of suspicion.
Not long after order was restored, an American man suddenly said to the security guard next to him: "I am a reporter from the American Heritage Magazine. I hope to take some photos of the cultural relics nearby."
The security guard shook his head and pointed to a sign not far away that prohibited photography.
The American man sighed, retreated from the crowd, and shouted angrily: "This cultural relic is so suspicious that it is not even allowed to be photographed. There must be something wrong with it. It can't be fake!"
In fact, photography is prohibited in most cultural relics exhibitions. This is to prevent those who engage in cultural relic counterfeiting from obtaining the specific parameters of cultural relics and to prevent them from making fakes that look like real ones to defraud money. However, due to the previous trouble caused by the female reporter, everyone has been informed
There were some hints in my heart. As soon as the American man said this, even the Chinese audience couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. Could this cultural relic really be fake?
Before everyone's suspicions dissipated, a fat man wearing glasses said dissatisfiedly to the American man just now: "Why are you talking nonsense? You can't see clearly from such a distance, how can you say it's fake? You can't tell me anymore."
Nonsense, ask the security to ask you out too!"
"Who are you?" the American man asked.
"My name is Yuan Teng, a professor from the History Department of Haizhou University!"
"Department of history? Then you must have done research on cultural relics. Do you think the cultural relics are real or fake?"
The man was stunned, stared at the cultural relics for a moment with squinted eyes, shook his head and said: "Can't see clearly...it's hard to tell..."