Arty Records

The person Dr. Liao Zhong called was unexpectedly reliable, equipped with a regular moving company, six workers, and two closed large trucks, professional and fast. It took less than an hour, and he followed the instructions and packed all the items into categories. The boxes were removed and the entire house was emptied, leaving only the old furniture with property tags on it.

The most important things in Xiaobailou were counted properly according to Hua Dingsong's request after Fang Sishen's dissertation defense, and both teachers and students put them in the bank safe.The remaining huge amount of books, calligraphy, painting, manuscripts and handouts, as well as various crafts and daily necessities, although valuable, are far less shocking than those in the safe.At that time, Hua Dingsong was willing to go all out, and slept on the steps of the party office of the School and Political Administration. Indian letter.Any one of these things can be said to be worth a thousand dollars now.That is to say, it fell into the hands of Fang Sishen, fully aware of their preciousness, but never directly linked the preciousness with money.

After all, Hao Yi has been with Hua Dingsong for five years, and has been in and out of Xiaobailou many times.Putting the teacher's favorite stationery and important manuscripts into a separate box, Fang Sishen said: "You keep these by your side. It's a thought. Don't worry, I won't go back. No one dares to open the box without authorization. Finish the work. It will also be open to the public, and a list will be sent to you later. Since the library is called 'Dingsong Building', I plan to apply for a separate room to store non-book items, or 'Ding Songzhai'? I hope the teacher doesn't mind That's good."

Fang Sishen saw that the second truck was not full, and said, "Let's go to the office, there are two shelves of the teacher's private library over there."

Unexpectedly, the junior brother was so thorough.Hao Yi tentatively asked, "Could it be...too arrogant?"

Fang Sishen answered irrelevantly: "Actually, there are a lot of materials in the nursing home, but they are mainly related to the recent topics. I will keep them for now. If there is no place to put them in the future, I will send them to my brother." Looking at Hao Yi, " The doctor in the nursing home said I could pick it up anytime, and didn’t say anything bad about it.”

Hao Yi understood: "Let's go! Anyway, it's a bit of my teacher's legacy, don't fall into the teacher's name."

At noon on a Sunday, the office building was almost empty.The security guard came to ask, Fang Sishen said that the courtyard asked to vacate the office and remove personal belongings first.The security guard knew him and knew about Hua Dingsong's death, seeing that his words were reasonable, he stopped interfering.Occasionally there are passers-by onlookers, but they happen to be unrelated people who don't know where they are, so they just take a look.The whole process was unexpectedly smooth, but it's a pity that the two prepared this momentum for nothing.

In the afternoon, Fang Sishen's phone rang crazily while he was going through urgent procedures at the express center.I picked up a few, some from the National Academy, and some from the school.He had been mentally prepared for a long time, and under Hao Yi's guidance, he prepared a response speech, insisting that the school's assets department forced the request, and he had to make such a bad move.The phone rang again, so annoying that I simply turned it off and let it go.

Hao Yi was afraid that the express company would not take it seriously, so he not only demanded price protection, but also demanded that the goods be treated as valuables, and all expenses should be borne by him.Explain to Fang Sishen: "Yes, yes, I will be reimbursed when I go back."

After finishing all this, the two of them found a place to sit down and eat.

Hao Yi poured himself a glass of beer and filled Fang Sishen with tea: "Brother, thank you for being here first. These things are not only of great significance to me personally, but also to the development of the Chinese Studies Department of Yumen Academy. Things The value itself is on the one hand, and more importantly, it has contributed to the opportunity for the Department of Chinese Studies to get the attention of the higher-ups. This kind of opportunity is hard to come by... In short, what will happen in the future, as long as you say a word, how much can the senior brother do? Use as much strength as you can."

Then he said earnestly and earnestly: "Just like this, you can offend the headmaster all at once. If you have a chance, go if you can. Why wait to wear small shoes to take care of yourself." He knew the background of the younger brother, Not too worried.

Fang Sishen took a sip of tea: "Brother, before you persuaded me that people are under the eaves, so I can do things with my head down. I have thought carefully about what I need to rely on them for. After thinking about it, I found that there is nothing to worry about. The so-called more A taller and larger platform is useful for those who are eager to display. For me, learning is not a suitable thing to 'display', and I," with a slight smile, "you know, it's not a suitable thing at all." You don’t have to worry about me. In the past, if you lived in a back alley with a sack of food and a ladle of water, you couldn’t be a scholar? A few rafters, a few poles of bamboo, in the deep mountains, can’t you be a scholar? Now I don’t have to worry about food and clothing. Life is stable, and to be honest, there are no small shoes to wear and eat leisurely."

Hao Yi also smiled: "How about...you come to my Yumen Academy, and you will be graded within a year, and the settling fee is [-], what do you think?"

Fang Sishen was taken aback for a moment, as if he really thought about it, and then said: "Thank you, I still can't do it. The library here has a relatively complete collection of ancient books, so it's convenient to look up everything."

Hao Yi raised his neck and downed half a bottle of beer, laughing loudly: "You duplicity, who said you don't need a higher and bigger platform, huh?"

"Brother, I mean..."

Hao Yi waved his hand: "I know. You, to put it nicely, you are tolerant, but you can be strong without desire. To put it in a bad way, the stones in the whole latrine are smelly and hard. I can see it clearly, it's not you who took it from others." There’s no way, it’s people who can’t do anything about you. Isn’t this the true biography of the teacher?…”

On Monday, Fang Sishen went to the school to finish class as usual, and when he left the classroom, he was blocked by the dean's secretary, dragged him to a quiet place, and handed him a mobile phone: "Dean Huang wants to talk to you."

Huang Yinyu played hard and soft on the other end, asking for the whereabouts of the relics.Fang Sishen said: "Dean, please talk to the principal first. Only when the school and the courtyard reach an agreement can I consider your suggestion." Sensing Huang Yinyu's suppressed anger, he quickly hung up the phone, took out a copy of the will and handed it to him. To the secretary: "Please pass this on to Dean Huang."

The secretary came out of the teaching building together with him, Fang Sishen didn't want to talk to each other, but the two dropped by, so they had to walk in silence with their heads bowed.

"Hey, I heard that Hua Dading has real antiques in his hands, worth tens of millions, is it true?"

Fang Sishen stopped and looked at him without speaking.

"You, what are you staring at me for, it's not that I want to be...crazy!" The secretary cursed in a low voice, and hurried away.

Hao Yi moved to the Liangzhou Beijing Office guest house after finishing his express shipment yesterday, and Fang Sishen went directly to meet him in the afternoon.

The efficiency of the Beijing Office is quite high, all preparations have already been done, and the documents are all ready-made, and only need to be signed by both parties.There were actually several media outlets waiting for interviews.The director of the Beijing Office was extremely eloquent, starting from praising Hua Dingsong's character and culture, all the way to support for the education cause in the west, and even dug out the past of the old professor's short-term relationship with Liangzhou during the great reform period. , It can be seen that there is no less homework.

Fang Sishen had no choice but to accompany him to take a picture, then escaped and hid beside him.Hao Yi knew that he didn't like it, so he quietly apologized.Fang Sishen shook his head: "It's okay, it's better this way. Anyway, it's a way of showing respect. Senior brother leaves at night, so I won't go to the station to see you off. Have a good trip."

Hao Yi shook hands with him: "Take care. There is a chance to come to Liangzhou to play."

The next day, several cultural and educational editions of the local media in Beijing reported that the relics of Hua Dingsong, a famous professor of Chinese studies at Beijing Normal University, had donated to the Department of Chinese Studies of Yumen Academy in Liangzhou.As for Hao Yi's return, how the local Yumen publicize it is a later story.

Fang Sishen was at school, thinking that someone would come to make trouble, but nothing happened.I thought to myself that the uncooked rice had been cooked into cooked rice, and no matter how angry some people were, there was nothing they could do.I can't say whether I am happy or not, I just let out a long sigh of relief.

Going home for dinner at night, Fang Duzhi said: "The inheritance of Hua Dading, it's all right." After all, he was a little unwilling, and his tone was sour, "The snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits, and Yumen Academy is cheap for nothing. You That senior brother, this time is really proud of the spring breeze."

Fang Sishen never argues with his father about these matters, one ear goes in and the other ear goes out, whatever he hears is fine.

Fang Duzhi saw that his son was so thin that he was almost out of shape, so he poured another bowl of soup for him: "Drink more. The matter is over, and you can rest in peace. If this continues, it's better to quit class and rest at home."

"Father, I'm fine." Fang Sishen drank the soup in one gulp, "Don't worry, I'm really fine."

At noon on Thursday, I suddenly received a call from Ms. He. The voice was gentle and polite: "Xiao Fang, Jasmine wants to meet with you. It is not convenient for her to contact you directly. I don't know if you are free tonight." ?”

Fang Sishen knew that Jasmine was Qiusao's Western name.Among their friends, they still retain the habit of living overseas for many years, and they are commensurate with each other by their Western names.

Without any hesitation: "Yes, there is time."

Ms. He gave an address.When Fang Sishen looked for it at night, he found that it was a bar in the depths of Dongcheng Liyu Alley.This area belongs to the entertainment area for foreigners. It is full of weird signboards, colorful and confusing lighting, and the music is controlled inside the store. It looks like a silent and strange place, which has a magical effect.

Fang Sishen had never been here before, found the place, and confirmed the storefront twice before stepping on the steps.

The waiter greeted him politely: "Who are you, sir?"

"I have an appointment with Ms. Shannon Ho."

"Ah, this way please."

The store is dimly lit and divided into several independent small spaces, with soft singing accompanied by low-key chatting and laughing, no one can be seen, and the privacy is excellent.

The waiter led Fang Sishen in, and most of the people he met along the way were foreigners.In the deep corner, two ladies are chatting.

After saying hello, Mrs. Qiu stretched out her hand to pour tea. Ms. He said: "I heard Jasmine say that I would go to Mr. Hua's memorial service, and I learned about the old man's life by the way. I admire him very much, so I took the liberty to follow. Excuse me. I read the news the day before yesterday, and you decided to donate the legacy of the old man to a university in the west, which is even more admirable. I really didn't expect that at such a young age, the realm is so high."

Fang Sishen blushed from her praise: "It's not as good as you said. It's my brother who is there, and I have the conditions to protect the teacher's things more properly."

After chatting for a while, Ms. He excused herself and left the other two to talk alone.

"Sister-in-law Qiu, how is he... how is he?"

See you when the season is poor.Aunt Qiu looked at the pair of eyes that were sincere and eager but introverted and self-controlled, and felt deeply that the young master was so good at judging people.This ability is worthwhile even if it is connected to the city.

"Young Master Hong was afraid that you might be worried, so he asked me to convey my greetings. It's just that the time is very high, and I can't contact you rashly, so I took the opportunity of the old man's funeral, sorry."

"It's all right. The teacher knows him."

Mrs. Qiu didn't expect this, and couldn't help but have a deeper understanding of the relationship between the two.Originally still hesitant, she made up her mind at this moment, took out a large envelope from her handbag and put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Fang Sishen with both hands.

"This item was temporarily stored with me on the eve of Hong Shaoqiu's return to his hometown on vacation. But...something happened recently, which involved me a bit. I'm afraid it's not very appropriate to keep it. I think it's better to leave it to it. Owner."

Fang Sishen picked up the envelope suspiciously, took out the contents inside, and opened it, it turned out to be a real estate title certificate.

The No. 13 courtyard of the second section of Huangpaxie Street, everyone clearly wrote: Fang Sishen.The start date is March 61 of the Republic.

In his mind, the price of the huanghuali bookshelf and the nanmu desk, as well as the high-tech modern products equipped in the small study room, are unacceptably high.He always thought that Young Master Hong was talking about giving gifts, and what he gave was the decoration of the house.

"When...how could...I can't..."

Fang Sishen didn't know what to do with the thin gold-stamped red-sealed certificate in his hand.

Seeing him holding it up and putting it down again, Mrs. Qiu seemed undecided, and explained softly, "The courtyards on Huangpa Xiejie Street were all sold out at the beginning of the year. The yard reserved for personal use has been announced to be sold. In May, Mrs. Hong The company has been rectified, and the transfer of the project is about the same. Xintai Real Estate has nothing to do with the family. In addition, the status of the owners here is not ordinary, and no one will come to check easily. I have already moved out. So you can rest assured, Just don't reveal it."

Fang Sishen looked up: "Sister-in-law Qiu, that's not what I meant..."

"I know. It's just that Young Master Hong has put a lot of thought into this yard. Let's all be more cautious and keep his whole heart. What do you think?"

Fang Sishen unconsciously stroked the words on the certificate.After a while, he suddenly asked: "Sister-in-law Qiu, just now you said that something happened recently that involved you. I don't know what it is? Can you let me know?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Mrs. Qiu tilted her head slightly, resting her chin on one hand, calmly.I thought that the person on the opposite side seemed to be idle and didn't ask about mundane affairs, but now I asked, and didn't tell anything, I was afraid that I would get angry in a hurry.

"Isn't Young Master Hong interested in art investment? He partnered with his friends and set up a small company for fun. He didn't own many shares, and he kept losing money, so not many people knew about it. After the accident at home, here I didn’t have time to take care of my business, so of course it stopped. Unexpectedly, a few days ago, someone came to the door to inquire. Actually, I didn’t directly participate in it, but I helped the owners of the courtyard house buy a few things, which is considered a cooperative relationship, so... ..."

Mrs. Qiu picked up the teacup: "At times like this, it's always right to be on the safe side. Young Master Hong entrusted me with such an important document, so nothing can happen to me. After much deliberation, it's better to ask you to keep it yourself. Don't worry, this The business of this block is very formal, and nothing can be found out, at most it is exhausting. It is right to prevent it before it happens."

Fang Sishen thought of spending time in the courtyard occasionally, and the two of them looked through the art auction manuals that had been circled together. A term came to mind suddenly, and many intermittent clues were connected in an instant.

Stretching his back, he kept his voice steady: "Sister-in-law Qiu, is his art investment company called...'Zhenxintang'?"

"Yes." Mrs. Qiu nodded, thinking to herself, did he know the question or not?

Fang Sishen didn't speak for a long time.

On the day of the teacher's death, I still remember the frustrated conversation with the investigator of the Supervision Office of the Education Administration.

"Your father holds [-]% of the shares in 'Zhenxintang'. Dr. Fang, please explain this matter."

It turned out to be the case.

Previously busy with the funeral, Fang Duzhi held a two-day meeting. After returning home, everything appeared to be as usual. As a result, Fang Sishen has not thought of mentioning the process of being investigated to his father.

Holding the property right certificate in his hand, he looked at it again and again, as if he wanted to brand every word in his eyes and keep it in his heart.Finally put it on the table carefully, and gently pushed it back in front of Aunt Qiu.

"Xiao Fang, is this...?"

"Sister-in-law Qiu, I wonder if it is possible... to sell this yard immediately?"

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Qiu's voice suddenly raised: "What did you say?" Then she lowered her voice, "Xiao Fang, think it over clearly, not to mention its other meanings, this is the escape route that Young Master Hong left for you. As a last resort..."

Fang Sishen stopped her: "Sister-in-law Qiu, I understand. I am also reluctant. But..." Looking at the other party firmly, "Doesn't it mean that the old man has not come out yet? It should cost a lot of money, right? Please tell me, is it possible to sell it immediately?" drop it, and hand the money over to him?"

Aunt Qiu shook her head: "Xiao Fang, you don't have to be like this..." In the eyes of a bystander with much more experience in her life, Fang Sishen's decision was too impulsive.

"Qiu sister-in-law, I have a good reason for doing this, and he will understand. Besides, no matter how important things are, no one else is. If you can exchange money to do things and help him keep people safe, it will be worth it." Fang Sishen said earnestly, " He handed things over to you, which shows his trust. I don’t understand these things at all, so I can only ask you for help. Unless it can’t be sold, there is no way.”

"How could it not be sold? The yard on Huangpa Xiejie started from the ground, and the price has increased by [-]% within half a year. Some people want it."

"Then...about how much can it sell for?"

"Including the contents inside, at least 5000 million." Qiu's sister-in-law felt heartbroken, "Even the bird cage is made of red sandalwood, and Susu uses bone china plates to drink milk--you must suffer if you act so hastily."

Fang Sishen exclaimed in a low voice, "It's so expensive!"

"What's the price? The key is that it's hard to find. You have to find a buyer who knows the goods." Qiu's wife looked at Fang Sishen, "Xiao Fang, do you really want to sell?"

"Well, I really want to sell it. Please try to find a buyer who knows the goods. Also... can the money be delivered to him?"

Aunt Qiu took a sip of black tea: "Yes."

Putting down the glass, he slowly told the story: "You may not know that I hurried back to China due to some reasons, and I was very poor. Only my cousin's family was enthusiastic and loyal, and they were willing to let me live and eat for nothing. One day my nephew suddenly Said that his boss was anxious to find a temporary interpreter, and asked me if I would go, and I agreed. This was the first time I met Mr. Hong. To tell you the truth, I didn’t really like him at that time. It’s just that I didn’t expect it. Twice, he asked me to discuss formal employment. Thinking about it now, if I hadn’t met such a small boss, my life might be completely different. Between people, this is fate.”

Put the property right certificate on the table back into the bag: "Xiao Fang, since you have made such a decision, I won't say anything. After all, this is a matter between you and Young Master Hong. As for the money, you can rest assured."