Chapter seven hundred and thirty seventh agreement
"Mr. Qin, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."
After the police left, Qin Yu followed Mr. Qian to Malcolm's office.
"Mr. Qin, Teacher Qian, I know you Chinese like to drink tea. One of my Chinese students studying abroad gave this to me. You three can have a try."
Malcolm seemed to understand the Chinese way of hospitality. Instead of asking questions in a hurry, he made a cup of tea for Qin Yu, Mengyao and the wealthy old man.
Qin Yu picked up the tea without being polite and drank it slowly. Meng Yao looked at Malcolm, then at Qin Yu, and finally chose to remain silent.
And Mr. Qian, like Qin Yu, only drinks tea and doesn't speak. Every industry has its own rules. Mr. Qian can only be regarded as a matchmaker. If Qin Yu is willing to take action, he should be the first to do so.
Malcolm made a condition.
Malcolm looked at Qin Yu and the three of them were silent, with anxious expressions on their faces. He first looked at Mr. Qian for help, but Mr. Qian just lowered his head to drink tea without even looking at her. In the end, he could only speak on his own.
He asked Qin Yu: "Mr. Qin, I heard from Teacher Qian, do you know why these things happened in the auditorium?"
"Mr. Malcolm, let me be honest. If conditions permit, we should move the campus." Qin Yu finally spoke, looking at Malcolm and said.
"Mr. Qin, let the students evacuate and rebuild the campus. This... I cannot make the decision alone, and the board of directors will not agree to it."
Although Malcolm is the president of the University of London and an executive director of the board of directors, there are many consortiums behind the University of London that have stakes, and it is also related to the royal family. It is difficult for a major event such as moving out of the campus to be approved by the board of directors.
"Mr. Qin, can you first tell me why these bizarre things happen in the school?" Malcolm asked sincerely.
"I don't know the specific reasons, but I am sure that it is all related to the ground under my feet. Now the aura in the school has begun to be chaotic. Because I don't know the reason for the aura, it is difficult to
There is a solution."
"Mr. Qin, if you can solve this problem, feel free to put forward any conditions."
Malcolm is also a human spirit, and he heard some information from Qin Yu's words. Qin Yu did not say that it could not be solved, but said that it was difficult to find a solution, which meant that it was still possible to solve it.
In addition, Malcolm also has many Chinese friends. Even if his Chinese friends are very confident about something, they will not speak so confidently. Therefore, he also regarded Qin Yu's words as meaning.
This unique Chinese modesty.
"Mr. Malcolm, you may have thought wrong. It's not a matter of conditions. It's that I don't know why this situation happened, so I can't do anything." Qin Yu spread his hands and said helplessly.
"Mr. Qin, if you need any information, I will definitely cooperate. Please be sure to help." Malcolm bowed deeply towards Qin Yu, "Mr. Qin, the University of London is the fourth-ranked university in the world.
If the University of London is destroyed, it will be a great loss to society."
"Qin Yu, come here for a moment."
Just when Qin Yu was about to speak, Meng Yao on the side suddenly pulled Qin Yu, said sorry to Malcolm, and pulled Qin Yu to the door.
"What's wrong? Is something the matter?" Qin Yu looked at Meng Yao doubtfully, not understanding what he wanted to say when he pulled him out at this time.
"Qin Yu, there is an antique at the University of London that was brought from the Old Summer Palace when the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China. This thing is of great significance to our country. If you can get Malcolm to give that thing to us, you might as well agree.
he."
Meng Yao leaned over and whispered a few words into Qin Yu's ear. Qin Yu had a look of shock on his face, and then he exchanged glances with Meng Yao and nodded slowly.
Malcolm watched eagerly as Qin Yu and Meng Yao walked in again. This time, Qin Yu was no longer reserved and said directly: "Mr. Malcolm, although I am not sure, I can give it a try." Look.
Seeing the joy on Malcolm's face, Qin Yu changed his tone again, "But I also have a few conditions. If Mr. Malcolm can't agree to these conditions, I can only ask you to hire someone else.
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"Mr. Qin, please tell me."
"First of all, the school must cooperate with my investigation unconditionally. I want detailed information about this campus."
"This is no problem."
"Secondly, no matter what I want to do, the school cannot stop it. Of course, I will tell you the reason after the matter is resolved."
"Okay!" This time Malcolm's answer was not as straightforward as last time. He hesitated for a while before agreeing.
"There is one last request." Qin Yu looked at Malcolm and said slowly: "If the problem is solved, I need to go to the Royal Collection Room of the University of London."
"Taking something from the royal collection room? Isn't this allowed?"
Malcolm shook his head like a rattle. The Royal Collection Room at the University of London, as the name suggests, is the collection of the British royal family. It is just placed in the school and he has no right to deal with it.
"Can Mr. Qin change the conditions? I really have no way to decide on this." Malcolm pleaded with a look of embarrassment on his face.
"Mr. Malcolm, although the Royal Collection is owned by the royal family, I know that in fact the royal family does not care about these things at all. Moreover, the new generation of crown princes will still be your students, Malcolm. If you speak up,
I believe the royal family will still give up this face."
After Qin Yu said this, he picked up the teacup in a leisurely manner and drank slowly. He was not in a hurry. The other person should be anxious at this time.
"Mr. Qin, please wait a moment. I need to ask the royal family for instructions on this matter." Malcolm's expression changed, but in the end he agreed that Qin Yu was willing to communicate with the royal family.
"Master Qin, the British royal family's collection is full of foreign things, and they are of no use."
After Malcolm left, Mr. Qian spoke up. As for antiques, foreign antiques are only sold for money, so it would be better to just ask for the money.
"Mr. Qian, Britain was the most powerful country at the time, a colonial overlord. There are many domestic treasures in the royal collection." Qin Yu clicked this sentence, and a light flashed in Mr. Qian's eyes. He understood what Qin Yu's purpose was.
What's up.
Malcolm had been away for nearly an hour. When Malcolm came in again, he was no longer alone. There were seven or eight foreign men of all kinds around him, and of course there was an old man from the East, who was Bei Jin.
Ming.
"Mr. Qin, the board of directors has agreed to your request, but the crisis must be resolved before you can go to the collection room to pick something." Malcolm looked at Qin Yu and said seriously.
"no problem."
Qin Yu nodded, stood up from the sofa, looked around at the people present, and said: "I need a detailed model of the University of London campus. It needs to be very accurate. In addition, about this area, before the school is built,
What is it used for? I also hope Mr. Malcolm can provide me with information."
"These information are all in the archives, we can go there to look for them."
Malcolm nodded and led Qin Yu towards the archives room. The foreign men all looked at Qin Yu with curious faces. They did not believe that such a young man could be the master that Bei Jinming said.
"Mr. Qin, thank you." When Qin Yu walked to Bei Jinming, Bei Jinming suddenly stretched out his hand and said gratefully to Qin Yu.
"Who are you?" Qin Yu looked at the old man, who was about the same age as Mr. Qian, stopped and asked suspiciously.
"I am the designer of the Bank of China Tower. If Mr. Qin had not solved the feng shui problem of the Bank of China Tower, I would have become a sinner in Hong Kong."
Bei Jinming is truly grateful to Qin Yu. Ordinary people don't know that the real designer of the Bank of China Building is someone else. If the Feng Shui in Central is really destroyed, this crime will only be placed on his head, and he will definitely suffer a lot of punishment.
He was criticized by thousands of people. It can be said that it was Qin Yu who saved his reputation. At his age, reputation is the thing he cares about most. Therefore, Bei Jinming is grateful to Qin Yu from the bottom of his heart.
"It turns out to be Mr. Bei."
Qin Yu shook hands with Bei Jinming, but his eyes were still a little confused. Bei Jinming gave him the impression that he was an ordinary person. How could such a person come up with such a Feng Shui situation?
"Hey, actually, I was not the real designer when I designed the Bank of China Tower..."
On the way to the archives, Bei Jinming briefly introduced Qin Yu about the Bank of China Tower. Qin Yu suddenly realized that the designer of the Bank of China Tower was someone else. Qin Yu soon understood that maybe the senior management
When the Bank of China Building was built, I had the intention of taking away the luck of other banks, but I didn't expect that it would turn out like that later.
The archives of the University of London were not far away. However, when Qin Yu and his party were about ten meters away from the archives, everyone was stunned and saw black smoke floating out of the archives.
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"not good."
Qin Yu's expression was the first to change and became ugly. Looking at the billowing black smoke, he whispered: "That thing has such a high IQ and knows how to destroy data."
"Quickly, call someone to come over and put out the fire." Malcolm yelled angrily at the people around him. Many of the files in the archives room are very precious. If they are burned, it will be a huge loss. This responsibility
He can't afford it either.
"Master Qin, that thing is already spiritual?" Mr. Qian leaned against Qin Yu's ear and asked softly. When he saw Qin Yu nodded slightly, Mr. Qian's face showed a look of shock, his lips wriggled slightly, and he wanted to speak.