Guo Fangbai and Zheng Hai really didn't understand how a good silk book could turn into an old man. After explaining the situation to Director Yuan, Director Yuan pointed at the two of them angrily, "You two, haven't you ever drank? How dare you drink for such a big matter?"

"Leader, it was really hard to refuse the hospitality at that time, and there was nothing we could do." Guo Fangbai lowered his head and whispered.

Director Yuan pinched his waist and paced back and forth behind his desk, "It's hard to refuse such a warm invitation! Now go back to Jiangcheng and talk to Chen Yang. Because you can't refuse such a warm invitation, you lost the silk!"

"Look, is it difficult for him to be so kind to you? It's good if he can leave you with nothing but bones!"

The two of them were completely stupid now. They had lost Li Tang's silk. Let's not talk about whether they could keep their jobs. If Chen Yang knew about it, they would not be able to afford the compensation if they sold themselves!

"Think carefully about what went wrong!" Director Yuan shouted from the side, and the two nodded hurriedly, trying to recall the scene at that time.

After much deliberation, both of them felt that nothing was wrong in any aspect. Although they both drank a lot, Zheng Hai clearly remembered that Chen Yang asked the two of them to review after drinking. Zheng Hai insisted that at that time, he What I saw was the Li Tang silk scroll.

"Hotel," Guo Fangbai patted his thigh, "Old Zheng, did we fall asleep after we returned to the hotel? No one paid attention to the silk book?"

Zheng Hai nodded, Director Yuan asked from the side, "Did you two sleep with the door closed?"

"closed."

"Then what's the problem if no one goes in? Think about something else. Did you get the wrong painting tube from someone else on the train?" Curator Yuan reminded the two of them from the side.

The painting tube is not something that ordinary people use. Besides, even if you get the wrong painting tube, no one can draw an old man's head. Director Yuan is also confused.

"Director," Guo Fangbai looked at Director Yuan and said, "I still think there is something wrong with the hotel. Although Lao Zheng and I drank a lot, we won't have to sleep all day long."

"The two of us have been sleeping since we returned to the hotel in the afternoon. When we opened our eyes, it was already almost noon the next day. Neither of us had even eaten dinner or breakfast. How could we sleep for so long?"

Zheng Hai's eyes lit up and he pulled Guo Fangbai's arm, "Old Guo, are you saying that Chen Yang drugged us and then sent someone to the hotel to take away the painting?"

Guo Fangbai nodded heavily, punched his thigh hard, and said to Director Yuan, "That must be the case, Director Yuan."

"Director, let's contact Chen Yang now and ask him to explain the matter clearly!"

Director Yuan looked at the two of them as if they were fools, "Are you two stupid? Don't you know if the hotel door was broken or not?"

"Besides, if you contact Chen Yang now, doesn't that mean you're inviting trouble!"

The two looked at each other. Yes, contacting Chen Yang now would be equivalent to telling others that they had lost the silk!

"Director, what should we do now?"

Director Yuan looked at the two of them and sighed helplessly, "This matter is too big. You two have caused huge trouble this time. You... you have no choice but to leave the art museum."

This is the only way at present, to expel the two people. If Chen Yang asks about it in the future, he will say that there are no two people in the art museum at all. As for the contract in Chen Yang’s hands, it was not signed by the museum and Chen Yang at all. The Li Tang silk painting was deceived!

A few days later, Chen Yang personally called Inoue Issei and told him that he had found the medal and asked him to come over and have a look to make the final decision.

After receiving a call from Chen Yang, Inoue Issei finally breathed a sigh of relief. The medal was finally back in his hands. Chen Yang did not break his promise this time.

When I arrived at Chen Yang's store, I found that there were many people in the store today. In addition to the usual three young men, there were many more people.

Chen Yang called Song Qingyun, Zhenfeng, and Scar over, especially Zhenfeng. As long as he didn't speak, he would not arouse Inoue's suspicion. Xiaojun, Xiaolong and others were also around his shop. Listen to Chen Yang's greetings at any time.

Inoue Yisheng didn't pay much attention to these people at all. He looked at the medal that Chen Yang handed to him, took it and looked at it carefully. Yes, this is what he was looking for, but there was only one medal.

"Mr. Chen, aren't there two? Why is there only one now?" Inoue asked Chen Yang suspiciously.

"Oh, my Mr. Inoue," Chen Yang looked helpless, "Just be content, it only takes so long. It would be great if I could help you find one."

After speaking, Chen Yang pointed at the medal and said, "Looking for such a small thing in Jiangcheng is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack. Just be content."

Inoue Issei glanced at Chen Yang, who was looking at him with a smile and a cigarette in his hand, "Mr. Chen, I need another one, please!"

Chen Yang nodded and said that he knew it, but he didn't know how long it would take to find the other one. After all, Inoue only paid 500,000 yuan, and he spent almost 200,000 yuan just to find this one.

Want money again! Inoue Yisheng glared at Chen Yang and saw that fortunately he had got one now, and at least he had an explanation for his family.

"Mr. Chen, money is not an issue. As long as I see something, I will pay you the rest!"

After hearing this, Chen Yang turned around and smiled at Inoue Issei, "Mr. Inoue, do you really mean what you said?"

"Of course!"

Chen Yang smiled in front of Isei Inoue, took out a box from his pocket, took out another medal from the box, held it in his hand and asked Issey Inoue with a smile, "Mr. Inoue, what did you say?" Another one, but this third-class Rising Sun Medal with Ribbon?"

Seeing the medal in Chen Yang's hand, Inoue's eyes lit up and he reached out to take it. Chen Yang flipped his wrist and put the medal directly back into his pocket.

"Chen Yang, what do you mean?" Inoue widened his eyes and asked Chen Yang loudly.

Sure enough, his guess was correct. Both medals were in Chen Yang's hands, but now he only gave one back to himself. This guy did it on purpose.

"Mr. Inoue, you seem to have forgotten that you only gave me 500,000 yuan before," Chen Yang stretched out a palm and said, "500,000 yuan can only buy the medal in your hand. You still have to pay for this one." You didn’t give me any money!”

"No problem, I'll write you a check now, and you can get the other half right away!" As he spoke, Inoue took out his checkbook from his arms and prepared to write a check to Chen Yang.

"No, no, no!" Chen Yang smiled and shook his finger, "You can't buy the one I have for half a million, at least one million!"

"Baga!" Inoue was furious, pointed at Chen Yang and cursed loudly, "Chen Sang, you are going too far!"

"Damn it, please clean your mouth!" Scar directly placed the dagger on Inoue Issei's neck, and an icy chill instantly surged into Inoue's heart.

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