It wasn't just Wang Ziqi who was depressed, Zhou Zichen was also very depressed. He finally made up his mind to get things done first, but he encountered such a situation that made Zhou Zichen unable to get up or down.
How uncomfortable is it to take off your pants?
Wang Ziqi worked for two or three hours before he was done. Later, several club members came over. Zhou Zichen went out to take a look. He couldn't help himself, so he just went back to his room to sleep.
The next day, when Zhou Zichen got up, Wang Ziqi had already gotten up early and seemed to be in good spirits.
"What are you going to do today?" Wang Ziqi said and whispered in Zhou Zichen's ear: "I put on little shoes for Gao Xiaolan and Yue Huan!"
Gao Xiaolan and Yue Huan were the ones who opened the door to see Wang Ziqi yesterday.
Zhou Zichen glanced at the office, and sure enough he didn't see these two people. He must have been arranged by Wang Ziqi to run a mission outside. He suddenly felt dumbfounded: "I came to you because of something urgent. I'll take Meng with me later."
Ya goes out to play, and when she comes to Jiangdong City, I have to take her out for a walk."
Wang Ziqi wrinkled her nose fiercely at Zhou Zichen: "Who let them ruin my good deeds? You are fired today. I have made an appointment with Mengya. The two of us will go shopping together. I will take care of her."
Okay, go ahead and do whatever you like."
Zhou Zichen didn't have any objections: "Okay, then you go ahead!"
Tong Mengya was taken care of by Wang Ziqi, and Zhou Zichen himself was at ease. A woman's ability to see the scenery and visit scenic spots seemed not much worse than shopping. Zhou Zichen understood this deeply, and he would still be at ease if he didn't go.
After Wang Ziqi explained everything, Tong Mengya came to the detective agency wearing sportswear. She and Zhou Zichen barely chatted for a few words before Wang Ziqi had already arranged everything, gave Zhou Zichen a grimace, and pulled Tong Mengya along.
Run outside.
Zhou Zichen held an antique appreciation book and sat in his office, flipping through it leisurely.
At around ten o'clock in the afternoon, the phone rang. Zhou Zichen took a look and saw that it was an unfamiliar local number.
"Hello..., who is this?"
An urgent voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Zhou, it's me, Xiao Lin, please come to the museum quickly, we've been kicked out."
Xiao Lin's full name is Lin Zihao, and he is an apprentice of Wang Changlin. He is usually close to Wang Qida, so he is relatively familiar with Zhou Zichen.
"What's going on?" Zhou Zichen said and stood up. He had nothing to do anyway and was going to go to the museum first.
Lin Zihao said: "The museum is conducting cultural exchanges between China and foreign countries these days. My master and several masters are here. There is a group of foreigners who made rude remarks. Of course we couldn't listen to them, so we started arguing with them."
"They proposed a competition, so naturally we can't give in. If we give in, we won't be ridiculed to death by them. However, our side has been defeated one after another. We have lost two games. Now we have found an excuse to rest. My master and others went to a meeting to discuss
Go, let me give you a call."
Although Zhou Zichen is not an angry young man, he still can't bear it when foreigners bully him: "I'll be there soon."
"Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Zichen ran downstairs and drove straight to the museum.
When Zhou Zichen came over, Lin Zihao was already waiting at the door: "Brother Zhou, you came really fast."
"What's going on now?" Zhou Zichen asked as he followed Lin Zihao inside.
Lin Zihao said: "Now the gringos are waiting for our people to fight, but no one dares to fight. What they brought out was a Western sword, and my master is not good at it either."
"What kind of competition method?" Zhou Zichen asked.
In fact, in our country, the collection of weapons is not popular, and few people collect these things. Several of the more famous weapons are also in major museums.
Therefore, there are really not many experts in antique weapons in our country.
In addition, the competition between China and foreign countries must have been pushed to a high level now. Those who participate in the competition must be carrying some pressure. If you win, everyone will remember you well. If you fail to win and are reported out by the media, you will definitely be criticized.
Some masters do not dare to go into battle easily because of their reputation outside.
Lin Zihao became discouraged when he said this: "The method of the competition is very simple. Each side produces an antique, and each sends a master to appraise each other's antiques. First determine the authenticity. If there is no winner, then determine the age. Still no.
If the winner is determined, it will be considered a tie and we will move on to the next game.”
After Zhou Zichen heard this, he knew without thinking that the people on his side would definitely suffer.
People on the gringo side must have been prepared to buy some high imitations and have them appraised by these experts. In fact, it is not a simple matter to identify the authenticity of antiques. It requires a lot of energy.
Not to mention in a field that you are not familiar with.
While the two people were talking, they had already entered an exhibition hall in the museum.
This exhibition hall is the venue for this Sino-foreign cultural exchange event. When Zhou Zichen came, there were already many people in the exhibition hall, most of them were industry insiders or reporters.
Wang Changlin was still worried about who to send out. When he saw Zhou Zichen had arrived, his eyes suddenly lit up and he walked towards Zhou Zichen: "Zi Chen, you came at the right time. If you don't come, we will
My face will be completely disgraced."
Zhou Zichen greeted him: "What's going on now?"
"Xiao Lin told you, right? We don't have the right people to play here. We made an agreement with them to win three out of five games. We have already lost two games." Wang Changlin also said with some worry: "In this third game, everyone
They don’t even dare to come forward and face the bet. Losing would be a big sin.”
Zhou Zichen can understand the thoughts of these people. Even if he has a certain degree of confidence in his heart, if there is no guarantee of victory, he will most likely not dare to play: "I can try, but I can't guarantee that I will win."
Zhou Zichen is confident that he can spot the antiques produced by the other side. If the other side also spots the antiques produced by his side, it will be a tie. As long as there are two draws in the last three games, it will still be the same loss. Therefore, in the current competition, even if Zhou Zichen every
It's always accurate every time, and there's no guarantee of victory. It still depends on the opponent's level.
"Your appearance has already solved our big problem, and with your eyesight, I believe you can definitely spot it." Wang Changlin has almost a mysterious trust in Zhou Zichen's strength. The main reason is that Zhou Zichen didn't have it when he debuted.
Eye-catching.
Wang Changlin led Zhou Zichen to the stage where the two sides were competing. There were four people on the other side, three white and one black.
The three white people are two Frenchmen named Bertrand and Bliss; there is also an Englishman named Franklin; and the last one who looks black is actually Indian named Jedin.
The leader seemed to be Bliss. When he saw Wang Changlin leading Zhou Zichen up, he seemed to have some disdain in his eyes, and said in somewhat broken Chinese: "Are you running out of people? Let a young man come and compete with us?"
Zhou Zichen didn't understand it at first, but Xiao Lin on the side was used to Bliss's poor Chinese, so he quickly explained it again.
Zhong Zuicong smiled slightly and said: "I am enough to deal with you as a junior. There is no need for seniors to take action."
Bliss's unhappiness was all reflected on his face, and he said displeasedly: "I'm so embarrassed that I can't say anything, so let's compete!"
Zhou Zichen stood at the edge of the stage and said, "That's a big statement. Mr. Bliss, you don't know much about Chinese."
Bliss snorted: "I know how to take advantage of my words, so let's compare our real abilities."
"Okay!" Zhou Zichen looked back at Wang Changlin: "That antique we sold?"
Wang Changlin said: "It's not out yet!"
Wang Changlin lowered his voice and said: "No one dared to make any decisions. I made suggestions and everyone voted, but they were all rejected. They didn't even dare to vote in favor because they were afraid of being involved."
Zhou Zichen looked at the dozen masters from his side sitting on the chairs behind him, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. These people are really good at making money. Although this is not a national-level competition, it is more or less relevant.
In the name of the country, they actually approved the film and did not dare to vote for their own selfish interests. This is really disappointing.
"Is there a list or something? Show it to me and I'll choose!" Zhou Zichen asked Wang Changlin directly, not intending to discuss it with anyone else.
Wang Changlin immediately asked someone to bring a folder over and handed it to Zhou Zichen: "This is a list of all the cultural relics in the museum. The information about the cultural relics is also marked in it. Take a look!"
Zhou Zichen opened it and took a look. There were forty or fifty pieces of paper. Each piece of paper had a hundred antiques on it. When will he go there? "Forget it, can I go to the warehouse to have a look?"
"This requires the curator's approval!" Wang Changlin couldn't get his attention.
The director of the museum has been replaced since the last fraud. The new director is Guan Qingwen, an old man in his sixties.
Guan Qingwen was standing aside, silent all the time. At this time, he knew that he had to step forward: "Master Xiao Zhou, there is no problem in going and taking a look. I will arrange someone right away."
Seeing that the discussion was still going on, Bliss immediately began to ridicule: "You have so many masters, do you still want to listen to the advice of a young man?"
All the masters who said this were somewhat disgraceful. Zhou Zichen immediately counterattacked: "I'm sorry, you heard wrong. I am listening to the opinions of the masters. To deal with you, even if I learn less and understand less, masters
With a few words of promotion, I will have no problem dealing with you."
Zhou Zichen's position is still very firm in the face of this kind of thing, and he must put the country's interests first. Although he doesn't like the style of these masters, Zhou Zichen cannot embarrass the country because of them.
"Hmph..., you think you can beat us because you can talk. You are so ignorant. Why don't we add a little more bet? If you win, we will give you all five antiques. If you lose, you will not be allowed to compete."
All five antiques belong to us." Bliss looked at Zhou Zichen with a t-shirt, his eyes seemed to say, what are you doing?
All these things belong to the museum. Zhou Zichen is not good at making decisions. It is up to the curator to make the decision.
As long as he is not allowed to take responsibility, Guan Qingwen is still very happy in other aspects: "It doesn't matter, I believe Master Xiao Zhou can definitely win."