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"Don't talk nonsense, Hedong Group, my future father-in-law's eldest brother is in charge of that, and it has nothing to do with him."

Chen Yanguang shared a little bit of the information he collected with Zhang Yang.

"Cheng Zongwen is the author of the tomb robbery novel. He is the second son of Cheng Deyi, the old man of the Cheng family."

"His eldest brother, Cheng Zongyin, is the head of the family business."

"But I think their business is just for fun, and the real money maker should be the investment group under the Cheng family."

"It is said that it has incubated many listed companies."

"I don't know exactly how much money he made. Anyway, it is said that a few years ago, he donated most of the treasures in the museum of a top university."

"There are more than 600 pieces in total, and each piece is of a level that can be displayed in a museum."

"Think about that strength."

Zhang Yang was a little confused after hearing Chen Yanguang's nonsense.

It probably means:

Even if the Hedong Group is really the National Treasure Gang, it is still the immoral thing done by the boss, Cheng Zongyin, and has nothing to do with the second child.

Because he was not welcome at home.

Chen's mother wanted Chen Yanguang to marry the Cheng family's daughter because that girl, who was raised by the Cheng family's father after Cheng Lao'er was imprisoned, also had shares in the investment group.

Even if you don't take into account the power behind her, she can still be regarded as a little rich woman.

"I will definitely not have anything to do with the National Treasure Gang." Chen Yanguang said firmly.

Although the idea of ​​the first brother on the list is a bit self-deceiving, Zhang Yang also knows that in the eyes of the truly rich, there is no guilt at all in taking advantage of the greed of ordinary people to make money, even if they defraud the elderly out of their pension money.

Chen Yanguang has become a breath of fresh air.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang thought about Chen Yanguang's words and couldn't help but check online.

"Well-known people donated more than 600 private collections to the university museum. How can such a big thing be in the news?"

With this idea in mind, he looked at 2003 from 23 to 2003, but he didn't see any useful information.

Zhang Yang could only change his mind and search which top universities had built museums. The result:

There are 1,153 university museums nationwide;

Only 143 of them are recognized by the State Administration of Cultural Heritage;

None of the museums recognized by the Cultural Heritage Administration met the conditions.

"Then this old man from the Cheng family should have donated it to a pheasant museum. Chen Yanguang's statement is just spreading rumors."

Zhang Yang originally settled the matter, but when he closed the web page, he unexpectedly saw a report.

"How outrageous is Yuqing University's all-fake museum?" 》

"Top universities" and "museums" are the right keywords, but what's the matter with the fakes?

Zhang Yang clicked on this report out of curiosity.

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Meanwhile, at the Heylin Museum.

The top executive of the National Treasure Gang in Zhang Yang's eyes, Chairman Cheng Zongyin, was having tea with Wang Jianye.

Although the two of them talked and laughed, the topics they talked about were rather blunt, and it was clear from the first listen that they had no friendship.

On the side, Cheng Laoer, who has long hair and is dressed like an artist, can't sit still and is admiring the collection in the glass display case.

Most of the items inside are things that haven't arrived yet and have been placed in display cases outside.

"Director Wang, are these bronzes just excavated?"

"The red soil above should have been unearthed in Guangdong Province, right?"

Cheng Laoer pointed at the bronze gui that Zhang Yang brought back from Yangcheng and said.

Wang Jianye didn't know yet that the second son of the Cheng family in front of him had been buried in the grave for eight years. He had also fled to Guangdong Province and committed crimes. He thought he had met an expert.

"Brother Wen has such good eyesight. We rescued this from a tomb robber."

"Really? Have you caught the tomb robber?"

Wang Jianye nodded: "I caught him, and he got the stolen goods as well."

After hearing this, Cheng Laoer's eyes showed joy and asked: "How many years will that idiot be sentenced?"

"Ah?" Wang Jianye was stunned for a moment, and then he realized who Shabi was talking about.

"It seems that the case has not been decided yet, but that man dug up the bronze and sold a lot of fake antiques. I think he will be sentenced severely."

"How did the thing break into pieces?" Cheng Laoer was a little excited.

Wang Jianye was a little confused by the other party's expression, but he still told the truth:

"It probably broke into nearly forty pieces. Fortunately, the current cultural relic restoration technology is advanced, and the restoration is almost the same."

"Okay!" Cheng Laoer clapped his hands happily: "Robbing ancient tombs, destroying cultural relics, and selling fake antiques is suspected of fraud. That idiot will be sentenced to at least fifteen years in prison!"

"It seems that Brother Wen also has a lot of research on cultural relics protection law!" Wang Jianye said flatteringly.

"Isn't that right? This is a required course for us inside."

Cheng Laoer said with a smile, and immediately looked at his eldest brother after speaking.

Normally at this time, Cheng Zongyin should stand up immediately and lead the topic away without leaving any trace, lest others ask about Cheng Lao Er's details and embarrass the Cheng family.

But this time, Chairman Cheng was a little lost in thought and didn't speak.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Cheng Laoer took the initiative to call Cheng Zongyin, which pulled the latter out of his thoughts.

After Cheng Zongyin returned to normal, he asked Wang Jianye:

"Director Wang, did you bring this bronze from Yangcheng? I heard you just said that it was unearthed in Guangdong Province."

"Yes, I found it in a flea market in Yuexiu District, Yangcheng."

"There are people selling fake antiques there. I didn't expect to encounter the real thing for the first time, such a heavyweight treasure." Wang Jianye said proudly.

While he was speaking, Cheng Zongyin looked at the bronze gui in the glass display case and kept nodding:

"Yes, such exquisite bronze vessels are indeed the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancients."

"The tomb robbers who destroyed such treasures deserve to die!"

When Cheng Zongyin said this, there was a bit of gnashing of teeth. Cheng Laoer thought that his eldest brother was going to kill the family out of righteousness.

Chairman Cheng was actually targeting the arrested salesman. What he was thinking was:

"Don't you make money by bringing goods to the group? Are you going to rob tombs?"

"It makes me meet enemies every time I go out to discuss business. What a bad luck!"

After calming down, Cheng Zongyin returned to the topic.

He took out the pamphlet from his bag, handed it to Wang Jianye with a smile, and said at the same time:

"Director Wang, as I said on the phone, I am here to donate some of his private collection to your museum on behalf of my father."

"The number is not large, only about thirty pieces, but each one has a certificate from a treasure appraisal expert."

"Look, let's take it in when it's convenient and hold a handover ceremony. My father will probably arrive in Linhai tomorrow and stay until the beginning of next month."

"I'm so lucky to receive a donation from Teacher Cheng." Wang Jianye politely took the brochure and asked, "Are the things you want to donate now in Linhai?"