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Chapter 3273 Not a normal person

 Lu Fei clutched the hung up phone and stared blankly at the ceiling, confused on the spot.

How dare the damn fat man scold himself?

Depend on!

That damn fat man, he is the one who looks after my home and cares for my home. He actually dares to scold me. Who gave him the courage?

Before I could vent my grievances, the fat guy actually opened fire first. This was completely beyond Lu Fei's expectation. What's even worse is that after the fat guy finished venting his anger, he didn't even give Lu Fei a chance to "retort" and hung up directly.

Got the phone call.

Damn it, the fat guy has become a chicken thief, this world is too crazy.

Damn it, you need rent, you must pay rent.

Lu Fei gasped in anger, looking for a place to vent his anger. At this moment, the phone rang again. Lu Fei thought it was the fat man calling, and he suddenly became excited. .??.

But when he looked at the caller ID, it turned out to be Qian Chaoyue, and Lu Fei immediately frowned.

"Hey, Brother Fei"

"Chaoyue, if you want to speak for your grandpa, you can shut up now." Lu Fei interrupted him.

During the phone call, Qian Chaoyue was choked. He hesitated for two seconds and smiled: "Brother Fei, I'm fine. Su He and I will go see my niece in a few days!"

"Okay, call before you come and I'll ask Brother Zhang to pick you up."

Qian Chaoyue over there didn't say any more nonsense and ended the call decisively, just like that.

After hanging up the phone, Qian Chaoyue shook his head with a wry smile, and an old voice came from behind him: "What do you say?"

Qian Chaoyue turned around and spread his hands to his grandfather apologetically: "No chance, Brother Fei is serious this time."

"call!!"

Qian Guomin took a long breath, his face fell instantly, he turned around and glared at his beloved disciple Zhao Jinzhou next to him, and coldly snorted: "I have nothing else to do now, just take care of yourself!"

The quarrel between Zhao Jinzhou and the archaeological team was so fierce that it was impossible for Qian Guomin not to hear about it even if he stayed at home, not to mention that one of them was his beloved disciple.

In fact, Qian Guomin has been secretly paying attention to this matter. The reason why he has not come forward is partly because his physical condition does not allow him to show his face in public. Another reason is that Qian Guomin is also somewhat unhappy in his heart.

When Zhao Jinzhou blocked this stall, he witnessed and heard Master and Disciple Kong Fanlong's strong support, and that's when Zhao Jinzhou decided to set up a research.

This research lasted eight years, eight years!

How many eight years are there in a person's life?

Just for such a project, it took eight years, not to mention, during these eight years, Zhao Jinzhou has
Considering how much effort his team put in and how many brain cells they lost, it is no exaggeration to say that it was a painstaking effort.

Fortunately, the eight years were not wasted, and the instrument set was finally developed. Moreover, the experimental results were perfect. In terms of efficiency and accuracy, it was far from being comparable to any instrument on the market.

But at this moment, the archaeological team headed by Guan Haishan stabbed them in the back and refused to admit their fault. This was no less than a bolt from the blue for Zhao Jinzhou and his team.

The archaeological team refuses to admit its fault, so what is the use of wasting eight years on this thing?

Sold to private authenticators and auction houses?

Putting aside whether they want it or not, even if all the auction houses place orders, how many units can be ordered?

Just relying on auction houses and private appraisal institutions to never recover the cost in a lifetime, isn’t that nonsense? It’s so disgusting. After learning this, Mr. Qian Guomin became furious and almost fell ill. If Mr. Kong is still here, Qian Guomin

You have to ask him for comment.

Mr. Qian felt sorry for his apprentice and was very angry, but after being angry, the old man's mind was still relatively clear. At this time, it is useless to go to Guan Haishan to settle accounts. Let alone whether there is evidence, even if he admits that he deliberately played rogue with you,

Mr. Qian just stared and said nothing. With his status, it was impossible for him to drag his sick body to the archaeological team headquarters to curse in the street. That was simply unrealistic.

Therefore, Mr. Qian gave Zhao Jinzhou an idea and asked him to file a complaint with Pan Xingzhou. Yes, Zhao Jinzhou's idea to file a complaint was given by his teacher. Judging from the results, this move was very effective.

In front of Pan Xingzhou, the apprentice competed with Guan Haishan on the spot, and the apprentice won completely. There is nothing to say now. The results of the equipment studied by Zhao Jinzhou are displayed here. Whether Guan Haishan admits it or not is not important. The leader's eyes are not blind. Among them,

How could the leader not see the benefits?

If you can't see it, the party leaders should be fired.

The old man sits at home behind closed doors, strategizing, and has everything under control. This is the real old man.

Seeing that things were progressing smoothly according to Qian Guomin's expectations, what he didn't expect was that at this juncture, Lu Fei suddenly jumped out. After hearing the news, the old man immediately knew that this matter was troublesome.

Already.

Zhao Jinzhou has confidence in his instrument, but his teacher Qian Guomin is not as optimistic as him. Qian would not be worried about anyone else, but Lu Fei is the only one who stands out.

In Qian Guomin's eyes, Lu Fei cannot be measured according to any common sense. That kid is not a normal human being.

Even the great Chinese doctors were unable to cure his own illness, but Lu Fei was able to cure it. How could this be an ordinary person?

At the age of early twenties, his knowledge of antiques and history is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. Even Kong Fanlong, a hundred-year-old elf, felt inferior to him. Could he be a normal human being? Lu Fei clutched the hung up phone and stared blankly.

Staring at the ceiling, confused.

How dare the damn fat man scold himself?

Depend on!

That damn fat man, he is the one who looks after my home and cares for my home. He actually dares to scold me. Who gave him the courage?

Before I could vent my grievances, the fat guy actually opened fire first. This was completely beyond Lu Fei's expectation. What's even worse is that after the fat guy finished venting his anger, he didn't even give Lu Fei a chance to "retort" and hung up directly.

Got the phone call.

Damn it, the fat guy has become a chicken thief, this world is too crazy.

Damn it, you need rent, you must pay rent. ??

Lu Fei was breathing heavily, looking for a place to vent his anger. At this moment, the phone rang again. Lu Fei thought it was the fat man calling, and he suddenly became excited.

But when he looked at the caller ID, it turned out to be Qian Chaoyue, and Lu Fei immediately frowned.

"Hey, Brother Fei"

"Chaoyue, if you want to speak for your grandpa, you can shut up now." Lu Fei interrupted him.

During the phone call, Qian Chaoyue was choked. He hesitated for two seconds and smiled: "Brother Fei, I'm fine. Su He and I will go see my niece in a few days!"

"Okay, call before you come and I'll ask Brother Zhang to pick you up."

Qian Chaoyue over there didn't say any more nonsense and ended the call decisively, just like that.

After hanging up the phone, Qian Chaoyue shook his head with a wry smile, and an old voice came from behind him: "What do you say?"

Qian Chaoyue turned around and spread his hands to his grandfather apologetically: "No chance, Brother Fei is serious this time."

"call!!"

Qian Guomin took a long breath, his face fell instantly, he turned around and glared at his beloved disciple Zhao Jinzhou next to him, and coldly snorted: "I have nothing else to do now, just take care of yourself!"

The quarrel between Zhao Jinzhou and the archaeological team was so fierce that it was impossible for Qian Guomin not to hear about it even if he stayed at home, not to mention that one of them was his beloved disciple.

In fact, Qian Guomin has been secretly paying attention to this matter. The reason why he has not come forward is partly because his physical condition does not allow him to show his face in public. Another reason is that Qian Guomin is also somewhat unhappy in his heart.

When Zhao Jinzhou blocked this stall, he witnessed and heard Master and Disciple Kong Fanlong's strong support, and that's when Zhao Jinzhou decided to set up a research.

This research lasted eight years, eight years!

How many eight years are there in a person's life?

Just for such a project, it took eight years, not to mention, during these eight years, Zhao Jinzhou has
Considering how much effort his team put in and how many brain cells they lost, it is no exaggeration to say that it was a painstaking effort.

Fortunately, the eight years were not wasted, and the instrument set was finally developed. Moreover, the experimental results were perfect. In terms of efficiency and accuracy, it was far from being comparable to any instrument on the market.

But at this moment, the archaeological team headed by Guan Haishan stabbed them in the back and refused to admit their fault. This was no less than a bolt from the blue for Zhao Jinzhou and his team.

The archaeological team refuses to admit its fault, so what is the use of wasting eight years on this thing?

Sold to private authenticators and auction houses?

Putting aside whether they want it or not, even if all the auction houses place orders, how many units can be ordered?

Just relying on auction houses and private appraisal institutions to never recover the cost in a lifetime, isn’t that nonsense? It’s so disgusting. After learning this, Mr. Qian Guomin became furious and almost fell ill. If Mr. Kong is still here, Qian Guomin

You have to ask him for comment.

Mr. Qian felt sorry for his apprentice and was very angry, but after being angry, the old man's mind was still relatively clear. At this time, it is useless to go to Guan Haishan to settle accounts. Let alone whether there is evidence, even if he admits that he deliberately played rogue with you,

Mr. Qian just stared and said nothing. With his status, it was impossible for him to drag his sick body to the archaeological team headquarters to curse in the street. That was simply unrealistic.

Therefore, Mr. Qian gave Zhao Jinzhou an idea and asked him to file a complaint with Pan Xingzhou. Yes, Zhao Jinzhou's idea to file a complaint was given by his teacher. Judging from the results, this move was very effective.

In front of Pan Xingzhou, the apprentice competed with Guan Haishan on the spot, and the apprentice won completely. There is nothing to say now. The results of the equipment studied by Zhao Jinzhou are displayed here. Whether Guan Haishan admits it or not is not important. The leader's eyes are not blind. Among them,

How could the leader not see the benefits?

If you can't see it, the party leaders should be fired.

The old man sits at home behind closed doors, strategizing, and has everything under control. This is the real old man.

Seeing that things were progressing smoothly according to Qian Guomin's expectations, what he didn't expect was that at this juncture, Lu Fei suddenly jumped out. After hearing the news, the old man immediately knew that this matter was troublesome.

Already.

Zhao Jinzhou has confidence in his instrument, but his teacher Qian Guomin is not as optimistic as him. Qian would not be worried about anyone else, but Lu Fei is the only one who stands out.

In Qian Guomin's eyes, Lu Fei cannot be measured according to any common sense. That kid is not a normal human being.

Even the great Chinese doctors were unable to cure his own illness, but Lu Fei was able to cure it. How could this be an ordinary person?

At the age of early twenties, his knowledge of antiques and history is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. Even the hundred-year-old elf Kong Fanlong feels inferior to him. Can he be a normal human being?


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