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"Master Zhang, should I go down and have a look?"

Cheng Zongwen knelt down and pointed at the robbery hole, his tone was light and there was no trace of surprise.

"There may be something near the entrance of the cave that can help you, teacher, determine the age of this tomb."

"Don't!" Wang Guosheng and Zhang Yang said at the same time.

"Teacher Wang, please speak first."

Zhang Yang didn't expect Master Wang's reaction to be the same as his own, but the reasons why they spoke were somewhat different.

"Don't destroy the scene. There may be evidence to solve the case." Wang Guosheng said very seriously: "It's better to call the police first. An archaeological team will conduct rescue excavations on this tomb."

"Yes, leave the rest to the archaeological team. Don't be too curious and pay attention to safety." Zhang Yang also agreed.

[I always feel that Master Zhang is hinting at something]

[Grave robbers are becoming more and more arrogant now]

[Won’t the anchor ask where this burglary hole is? 】

"By the way, dear friend, where did you find this?"

Zhang Yang also wants to know the answer to this question.

"This is on the outskirts of Linhai City, next to Bijiashan Scenic Area."

Cheng Zongwen stood up and showed the distant view down the mountain.

From the edge of the screen, he could see several people walking towards the ancient tomb along the path he had just taken up the mountain.

"Teacher, someone seems to be here. I'll hang up first and go to the police immediately..."

After hanging up Lian Mai, Cheng Zongwen walked quickly down the mountain and met the people who were going up the mountain halfway.

The ones who came were none other than the three wealthy second-generation brothers headed by Chen Yanguang.

"Uncle, is this the big tomb you mentioned?"

Wei Fuguang held his mobile phone, and the sound of Zhang Yang bidding farewell to the audience and leaving the show was heard.

They only caught up after seeing that they were almost done with wheat.

"What's the matter, you want to go into the robber's cave to have a look?" Cheng Zongwen had a kind smile on his face: "You guys still dare to visit the tomb?"

He also heard the story of how these three brothers were trapped by tomb robbers.

"I don't dare. I don't dare." Huang Bin, who has become a trainee lawyer, waved his hands quickly.

The last time he returned from the police station, his father gave him a good scolding.

Now whenever he thinks about tomb robbing, "Tears Behind Bars", which his father sang in his ears, will automatically play in his head.

"Actually, it's okay. Let's just take a look and not go in and steal anything."

Chen Yanguang was very active and eager to try.

"The greatest tragedy in life is the loss of freedom; the greatest pain in life is the loss..." Huang Bin's voice suddenly sounded.

"Okay, okay, why don't you stop reading?" Chen Yanguang raised his hands in surrender.

He turned around and asked Cheng Zongwen about business:

"I have already called the police. Should we go back directly now? Or should we wait here for the police to come?"

"Go back. The police won't be too anxious for a tomb like this that has been stolen."

Cheng Zongwen was very experienced and passed on his experience to the three young men in front of him.

On the way back, the three young people couldn't help but be curious and kept asking Cheng Zongwen about Feng Shui.

"Uncle, isn't Feng Shui a feudal superstition?" Huang Bin asked.

"As long as the ancients believed in it, the owner of the tomb found by the tomb robbers will not believe in Feng Shui."

"Is it too late for us to learn Feng Shui now?" Chen Yanguang asked.

"There's enough time, but Feng Shui is a very complicated subject. If you want to learn it, you have to work hard."

"How long will it take to reach your level?" Wei Fuguang asked.

"Awei, can you give Uncle Cheng some respect? If you can learn from his five powers, you have the final say as to where your next bar will be."

"Then I will drive next to the Municipal Public Security Bureau. The more dangerous the place, the safer it will be." Wei Fuguang said thoughtfully.

"It's because of your courage." Cheng Zongwen stretched out his hand, made a "seven" gesture to Wei Fuguang, and said: "Study with no distractions, and you can start teaching in seven years at most."

"I have been studying Feng Shui for twelve years. Now if I show others Feng Shui, I should be able to barely support myself."

Cheng Zongwen's words directly cut off all the thoughts of the three young people.

Seven years? Who has such free time!

Similar thoughts appeared in the three people's minds at the same time: Feng Shui, let's just watch the excitement.

Also holding the same view as them is Master Wang:

"Zhang Yang, things like Feng Shui would be too energy-consuming if you didn't learn the secrets passed down from your family since childhood."

"People of the older generation, including my younger brother, were very fond of studying Feng Shui when he was still alive, but he has been studying it all his life and has never figured out the reason."

In Wang Guosheng's eyes, Cheng Laoer was obviously an onmyoji who looked after the yin and yang houses for others.

It is probably because of Zhang Yang's family connections that this young man knows such a rare profession.

What he meant was that he hoped that such a good young talent as Zhang Yang would not be distracted by unimportant things.

But Zhang Yang asked him a very strange question:

"Teacher Wang, have you ever heard of the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui secret technique?"

Wang Guosheng thought thoughtfully for a moment and shook his head:

"I have studied ancient books such as "The Sutra of Shaking the Dragon", "The Burial Sutra", and "Xue Xin Fu". Is this Feng Shui secret technique you are talking about also from which ancient book?"

"No, I just heard about it somewhere." Zhang Yang waved his hands awkwardly. He just wanted to make a joke, but he didn't expect Master Wang to really have something.

The book "Burial Sutra" sounds like it has a lot to do with tombs.

Seeing that Zhang Yang seemed to be very interested in these things, Wang Guosheng's eyes moved, thinking of his purpose of coming today, he adjusted his direction in time:

"Actually, you can still read these ancient Feng Shui books."

"Huh? What do you mean, teacher?"

Zhang Yang looked confused. Didn't you just say that this kind of thing "uses energy"?

"What I mean is that the books I just mentioned are collected in the Hailin Museum. If you are interested, you can take a look at them at any time."

Wang Guosheng began to deliberately guide the topic: "Not only these, but also the ancient books that my brother studied during his lifetime, which may contain the sixteen-character secret technique you mentioned..."

"How's it going? Are you interested?"

"Of course I'm interested." Zhang Yang nodded, then smiled and said, "Teacher, just tell me what you mean."

Zhang Yang was well aware of the situation at the Hailin Museum. At such an important time, the old man came to the studio to live broadcast with him.

Even a fool would not believe it if he said it was all out of interest.

"Alas, it's not the museum's business..."

Wang Guosheng explained the matter in detail, and seeing that Zhang Yang had no objection, he took out the green "letter of appointment" from his bag and handed it over.

Wang Jianye's side won't be able to come out for a while, and the museum will continue to operate.

No one in the Wang family is interested in this mess. Private museums and murder cases usually end badly.

Everyone just wants to quickly divide the things in the museum and make their own fortunes.

"I can still keep the stall together now, but after I leave, Jianye wants to settle in the UK directly in the future, and this museum will fall apart."

"Why not find a reliable buyer?" Zhang Yang took the appointment letter and asked doubtfully.

Master Wang invited him to be the deputy director of Hailin Museum.

He is said to be the deputy director. When the director is away, he is the director.

It is foreseeable that the curator will be away for a long time in the future.

So what Wang Guosheng actually meant was to recruit Zhang Yang.

Although he had no interest in working for the Wang family, Zhang Yang did not refuse directly because only by agreeing first could he naturally ask the question he just asked Wang Guosheng.

What if one day the Hailin Museum is for sale?

Wang Jianye, the serious successor, has lost his morale. His plan to escape from Linhai is enough to explain everything.

Master Wang, the founder of the museum and the talker of the Wang family, the focus of the family is in the north, and he is now at an age where he is looking after his grandchildren and taking care of himself.

As for the remaining Wang family members, there are too few who have matured. Zhang Yang had already seen this when he helped Wang Xuerong's husband deal with his funeral affairs.

Everyone is understanding, and Wang Guosheng instantly understood what Zhang Yang meant.

The old man frowned slightly and fell silent.

Zhang Yang said nothing, quietly waiting for the old man to think.

After a long while, Wang Guosheng said:

"Even if money isn't an issue, you're still too young."

"Once the Wang family withdraws, you won't be able to control the Hailin Museum."

"Although there are more than 20,000 items in the museum, only about 40% of them belong to Jianye and his father. The remaining half were donated by relatives and friends of the Wang family. If the museum is to be sold, the items must be returned. .”

"There are also some that were lent to us by customs and government agencies for exhibition, accounting for almost half of the collection on display, and they have to be returned."

"I made a rough estimate. At this rate, of the more than 4,000 pieces on display, I'm afraid there will only be 1,000 pieces left in the end."

"At that time, the exhibits were not systematic, and the museum was no different than closed."

When Wang Guosheng was talking about these things, he didn't mention money at all.

All he considered was the museum's survival.

After listening, Zhang Yang thought about it carefully, nodded and admitted, "I thought it was too simple."

He originally thought of gambling on stones, making a fortune, and buying the Hailin Museum directly.

But in fact, setting up a private museum in China is not just a matter of money.

Wang Guosheng and the Wang family have worked hard in Linhai for so many years, and they have paid far more than just money.

"It's okay, young man. It's a good thing to be energetic."

Seeing Zhang Yang admitting his mistake frankly, Master Wang showed an expression of appreciation on his face.

"Actually, Zhang Yang, have you ever thought about it, if you don't buy a museum, it's the same as becoming a curator..."

"..."

The conversation between Zhang Yang and Wang Guosheng lasted for nearly two hours, and they finally reached an agreement smoothly.

Master Wang actually has only one core appeal, which is to preserve the Hailin Museum founded by him and his brother.

And Zhang Yang is the most suitable candidate he can find currently.

In order to impress Zhang Yang, not only the position of deputy director, but also 50% of the museum's net profit was given away.

Although the museum may not be making much money these days, the attitude is here.

The reason why Zhang Yang chose to agree is simpler:

He has never been a museum director. Although he is a deputy, how can he let go of the experience opportunity that comes to his door?

In the face of resources and social status, pure money is simply worthless.

…

On the second day after Zhang Yang took office, another happy event happened.

Chen Yanguang is getting engaged!

"Actually, I kind of look down on the Cheng family. You know what their old man is like."

"But Cheng Shihui is really nice. Even though she dressed in flashy clothes when she came to the museum before, she actually lives a very simple life in private."

"When I was in elementary school, my father went to jail. She became sensible much earlier than me."

When sending the invitation, Chen Yanguang chatted enthusiastically with Zhang Yang about his fiancée, and the air was full of sour smell.

Zhang Yang picked up the invitation and looked at the engagement photo of the first brother on the list. The two newlyweds were indeed a perfect match.

Recalling that Chen Yanguang had asked him to "give money" to some old friends, he asked:

"Have you finished taking care of those things? Nothing will happen during the engagement ceremony, right?"

"After handling it, I will confess directly."

"It's all thanks to my father-in-law. There is a man like him who abandons his wife and daughter to work on a sewing machine. I just have some confusion with the female anchor. He is simply a good man."

"Don't waste the word good man." Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "There won't be many people there then, so you won't run into those two from your father-in-law's family, right?"

"No, no, my wife's uncle seems to have an emergency at the company and has gone home. The old man is left, just eating quietly."

At this time, Zhang Yang didn't know that Boss Cheng's emergency was caused by three employees of Yangming Studio.

…

Three days ago, in the studio.

It was obviously after get off work time, but after Zhang Yang left, three employees touched him back in unison.

"How's it going? Have the results of opening the box come out?"

Sister Gao asked Xu Jie anxiously before she entered the door.

"Come out, wait for me to show you the screen."

Lines of personal information were displayed on the computer screen, including hotel accommodation information, hospital medical information, etc.

The owners of these messages all have the same name: Qiu Junchun.

I was still thinking that Master Qiu, who was the number one in Jinmen, was directly exposed to Xu Jie's friends who wanted him to have sex with him.

"What's the use of this?" Sister Gao looked at Xu Jie: "What's the use of knowing Master Qiu's nightlife?"

In the past few days, as the popularity of anti-fake videos has increased, the navy army hired by Qiu Junchun has begun to fight back crazily.

Counterattacks proceed from two directions:

First, they frantically reported the account [Treasure Appraisal No. 1], which caused Xiaopo Station to directly remove the anti-counterfeiting video.

At present, Xiao Tang is still appealing, but given the situation of Xiao Tang, the hope of unblocking is slim.

Second, I don’t know where Master Qiu invited some old men with the titles of “such and such experts” and sent many videos to support him.

Some directly admitted that Master Qiu's stuff was correct, while others questioned the accuracy of Zhang Yang's video treasure appraisal.

The three people in the studio, Sister Gao and Xiao Tang, have put a lot of effort into cracking down on fake videos, but they cannot accept such a result.

Xu Jie came to join in the fun.

The method of humanizing Master Qiu was proposed by Sister Gao.

But the result is a bit embarrassing, it seems that all the information found is useless.

"Qiu Junchun and these hotels seem to be in the same city." Xiao Tang discovered a blind spot.

"Map, map, where in Tianjin is this place?"

The three people kept checking on the online map. The place with the densest red dots formed a small circle. There was only one building in the circle - Victoria Foot Bath City.

"Is this linked to the Victoria Plaza in Kaiyuan?" Xu Jie went off track every day.

"Why don't you ask in the group if anyone knows about this place? See if you can go find out what this Qiu guy does?" Sister Gao suggested.