After Lu Fei finished speaking, Zhang Chunlin, the owner of the furniture factory, collapsed to the ground like mud.
Even Song Jinfeng was a little surprised when this scene happened.
Zhang Chunlin stared at Lu Fei as if he was seeing a ghost, and said stutteringly.
"You, you, I don't understand what you said."
"Please leave."
"hehe!"
"Boss Zhang, it wouldn't be fun to pretend to be confused at this time!"
"All of your timbers are unearthed objects, and they were unearthed no more than three days ago."
"The burial time will not be less than sixty years."
"China's Cultural Relics Law stipulates that everything in the mountains, in the water, underground, unearthed, etc., are all national property."
"To put it simply, these are all unearthed cultural relics."
"No matter who digs up these cultural relics, as long as they don't report it, it is a crime."
"Private trafficking is an added crime."
"And you privately traded stolen goods in huge quantities, worth more than 50 million."
"If there's a thunderstorm, I think Boss Zhang won't have to spend money on food for the rest of his life!"
boom--
At this moment, Zhang Chunlin's face was pale, and big beads of sweat were dripping down.
Shortness of breath, almost heart attack.
He glanced at Lu Fei in horror and asked nervously.
"You, who are you?"
Song Jinfeng came over.
"Old Zhang, what's wrong with you?"
"Are you sick? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"
"Mr. Zhang, you, who is this friend of yours?"
"What is the purpose of your visit today?" Zhang Chunlin asked.
"Well!"
Song Jinfeng pointed at Lu Fei and said with a smile.
"Old Zhang, you really don't know him?"
"do not know!"
"Depend on!"
"You are too ignorant!"
"this is mine Good brother, Lu Fei, the famous collector and philanthropist in China!"
puff!!!
Hearing the word "Lu Fei", Zhang Chunlin suddenly felt the urge to spurt blood.
Looking at Lu Fei again, his eyes were filled with fear.
"You, are you really Lu Fei?"
"good!"
"I am Lu Fei."
"Boss Zhang, don't be nervous."
"I came here today to buy wood from you."
"What I just said was a warning."
"You are Brother Song's friend. Of course I will not harm you, but will help you."
"These things are stolen goods, you must tell me clearly."
"Explain it clearly and I can help you solve it."
"Otherwise, you can figure out what the consequences will be." Lu Fei said.
After confirming that the person in front of him was Lu Fei, Zhang Chunlin was scared to death.
He knew the relationship between Lu Fei and the archaeological community in China, and he also understood that the consequences of what Lu Fei said were true.
At this moment, he no longer dared to take any chances.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Chunlin invited Lu Fei and the others into his office.
He asked the secretary to make tea, then locked the door, and then told the truth.
Two days ago, a bearded man came to sell wood.
Zhang Chunlin's furniture factory has its own specialized suppliers and had no intention of talking nonsense to the bearded man.
However, when the bearded man took out a window frame made of old red sandalwood, Zhang Chunlin was completely stunned.
People who make furniture know a lot about wood.
Zhang Chunlin could tell at a glance that this was real old red sandalwood material.
However, there is slight corrosion on the surface of the material and there are mottled sludge.
Zhang Chunlin had rich experience and immediately judged that it was dug out of the soil.
But Zhang Chunlin was not too surprised.
Because this is a piece of window frame material, not a coffin table.
Although he was not surprised, he had no intention of trading with Big Beard.
He also knows that unearthed wood carries certain risks.
However, when the bearded man sent the photo to him, Zhang Chunlin hesitated.
In the photo, there are more than a dozen logs made of aniseed material, and each one is made of real old red sandalwood material.
Materials of this size have not been seen on the market for many years.
As the owner of a furniture factory, it is impossible to remain indifferent to these treasures.
What made him even more tempted was the price offered by Big Beard.
A dozen cubic meters of red sandalwood aniseed material costs only five million for Beard.
But the prerequisite must be cash.
Zhang Chunlin is an expert, and he knew at a glance that the value of these materials would not be less than 50 million.
If it were made into furniture and sold, it might be worth over 100 million yuan.
As for the largest beam, if you meet a capable collector, this one can be sold for 20 to 30 million.
In the face of huge profits, Zhang Chunlin finally couldn't help but be tempted.
Although these materials are unearthed wood, they are all parts of the house structure.
As long as it's not something unearthed from a tomb, there shouldn't be much of a problem.
Take these materials back and keep them properly, and wait until a year and a half later for an opportunity to take them out, and there will definitely be no trouble.
After making up his mind, Zhang Chunlin bargained with Big Beard and finally decided to buy all the materials at a price of three million.
The two parties agreed that Zhang Chunlin would raise cash and Big Beard would be responsible for delivering the goods.
In the middle of the night, Zhang Chunlin dismissed all the guards and security guards, and took his brother-in-law and two people to complete the handover with Big Beard.
After the transaction was completed, Zhang Chunlin was so excited that he almost went crazy looking at the red sandalwood aniseed materials worth tens of millions.
Together with my brother-in-law, I rinsed all the materials overnight and temporarily hid them in the cracks behind the iron pear wood pile to dry in the shade. r> I plan to wait for the material to dry completely before finding a place to hide it.
But he never expected that Lu Fei's nose would be so sensitive.
From a distance of more than ten meters, you can still smell the smell of rosewood in a warehouse full of various types of wood.
This means that man’s calculation is not as good as God’s calculation.
Telling the whole story, Zhang Chunlin was extremely frightened.
"Mr. Lu, Mr. Song, what I said is the truth."
"All the lumber is here, not one is missing."
"You, you guys have to give me a hand!"
Lu Fei continued to ask without comment.
"Boss Zhang, has that bearded man come to see you again?"
"No, just that one time."
"Do you have any contact information?"
"nor."
"Where do you think his accent is from?" Lu Fei asked.
"She should be a native of Bianliang."
Lu Fei nodded and continued to ask.
"You have surveillance here, right?"
"I want to see what this guy looks like."
"no problem!"
Zhang Chunlin opened the computer tremblingly and looked through the surveillance video from that day.
After a while, a tall and thick-set bearded man appeared in the video.
"it's him!"
"The two people in the car were probably the workers he was looking for. They never said a word from the beginning to the end," Zhang Chunlin said.
Lu Fei watched the video and found that the bearded man was quite distinctive.
He is nearly 1.8 meters tall, has dark skin, a full beard, and a small braid. At a glance, one can easily associate him with those fake foreign artists who show off.
The two people in the car are also very strong.
Judging from his clothes and the skin on his face, he should be an old farmer with his back turned to the sky.
Finally, Lu Fei's eyes locked on the agricultural truck in the video.