On Monday, taking advantage of the lunch break, Lin Dingqiang came to the west gate of the museum with the eighth snuffbox.

This time he learned wisely, he took advantage of his spare time on Sunday to go to Sanlitun to stroll, and sure enough, he found a vacant storefront among the shops on the street.

Although I am not sure if it is the one rewarded by the system, according to Lin Dingqiang's observation, this vacant store should be about 150 square meters, with a floor height of 6 meters and a depth of 10 meters, and the glass display surface facing the street is also large enough, which is a good place.

But just as Lin Dingqiang did not answer Xin Qing's question, he has not made a choice until now.

Shan Mingxiang was already waiting at the West Gate, and after seeing Lin Dingqiang, he still had a smile on his face.

"Kobayashi. ”

"Dean Good. Lin Ding greeted politely.

Shan Mingxiang asked the security guard to push two bicycles and asked, "Do you know how to ride?"

"Yes. Lin Dingqiang replied.

"Then get in the car, follow me to Nishisansho. With that, Shan Mingxiang stepped on his bicycle and slowly rode into the gate of the museum.

Lin Dingqiang followed, and he quipped: "It's the first time I've ridden a bicycle here!"

The museum, which is usually crowded, is closed on Monday, and there are only two people in the entire square, Lin Dingqiang and Shan Mingxiang.

"Do you know who was the first person to ride in here?" asked Shan Mingxiang as he rode it.

Lin Dingqiang pedaled the bicycle slowly, feeling the oncoming breeze, and replied, "It should be the last emperor, right?"

Shan Mingxiang nodded, "That's right. ”

The two of them came to the West Sansho, which was once called the Cold Palace, but now it has been transformed into an office for the staff.

The walls and eaves of the courtyard have not been renovated as grandly as the open area to the public, and they have maintained the flavor of the years. From time to time, two or three cats walk on the courtyard walls, just like their ancestors, guarding this vast palace complex.

After the two got out of the car, Shan Mingxiang did not take Lin Dingqiang into the West Third Institute, but took out the phone and called.

"Master Zhao, we've arrived. ”

After the simple words, Shan Mingxiang said to Lin Dingqiang: "Wait a little. ”

"Good. ”

About five minutes later, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked out, wearing a blue coat that was not unusual, and if it weren't for the work card on his chest, he would definitely be considered an old man who was about to retire when he walked out on the street.

"This is the leader of the restoration team of the miscellaneous porcelain group in our hospital, Zhao Hongde. Shan Mingxiang introduced: "This is Xiaolin, Lin Dingqiang." ”

The two nodded slightly and said hello, and Zhao Hongde asked, "Have you brought something?"

Lin Dingqiang took out the brocade box in his pocket and handed it to Zhao Hongde.

Zhao Hongde opened it and used his decades of experience to observe this beautifully made snuff bottle.

After a while, Zhao Hongde said to Shan Mingxiang: "The thing is real. ”

Subsequently, he returned the brocade box to Lin Dingqiang.

"Thank you! Master Zhao. Although Shan Mingxiang is the dean, he still has special respect for these old craftsmen, "I'm delaying you!"

Zhao Hongde waved his hand, "It's okay! you talk slowly, I'll go to Cining Palace!"

"Walk slowly. ”

After Zhao Hongde walked away, Shan Mingxiang opened his mouth and asked, "Xiaolin, are you donating or selling this thing?"

Lin Dingqiang already had a plan in his heart, and he said sincerely: "I want to sell." ”

After hearing this answer, the smile on Shan Mingxiang's face was really as Guan Yushu said, and there was no change, but he instructed: "Then you go to this year's autumn auction! I will organize a group of expert committees to evaluate snuff bottles again." At that time, we will negotiate a price, and then I will write an application statement to the higher department, and the department will send the document directly to Guardian. Let them make it public, and then withdraw the film. ”

"Thank you, Dean Shan. ”

Shan Mingxiang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't thank me! It's not me who paid for it privately! You can give it to us, and I want to thank you! In the popular phrase of the past few years, this is called a win-win situation!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Shan Mingxiang took Lin Dingqiang out of the museum.

After getting on the Audi, Lin Dingqiang still misses the short time just now, and there is a solemn atmosphere in the museum without people, but it is also thanks to the blessing of this snuff bottle, Lin Dingqiang has completed a wonderful experience.

He took out the brocade box in his pocket, looked at the smiling nun on the snuffbox again, and thought to himself, "You have finally gone home." ”

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By the time Lin Dingqiang returned to the company, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

Before entering the department, Zhao Lei stopped Lin Dingqiang at the front desk and said anxiously: "Boss, where have you been?!"

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Lei pulled Lin Dingqiang aside, took out her mobile phone, and opened the WeChat group where she usually buys bean juice, "Look, so many people are discussing you and Mr. Xin!"

Lin Dingqiang looked at more than 100 messages, in addition to cynicism and coaxing, there were also photos taken when he went to Shunyi Racecourse, and there were photos of the two of them getting on and off the car in the garage.

Lin Dingqiang clicked on the avatar of the person who sent the photo, in addition to Zhou Guanglong who met at the racecourse, there were even colleagues from other departments of the company.

As soon as Xin Qing entered the company, it attracted the attention of many people, and for a company like Hengsheng, the most feared thing is that some employees will have office romances.

Although Lin Dingqiang and Xin Qing have not pierced the last layer of window paper until now, judging from the usual contact between the two, they have long been tacit.

Lin Dingqiang looked at the old yin and yang people who filled the screen, reading those prickly words, the two sword eyebrows wrinkled together, and asked in a loud voice, "What about Mr. Xin?"

"She seems to have gone to the HR department. Zhao Lei said worriedly: "Boss, this matter has no impact, right? These people are really good! I also went to the horse farm! Why don't you send me out?!"

"You're not talking inside, are you?" asked Lin Dingqiang.

Zhao Lei shook her head, "How dare I! Zhang Xiaohui even withdrew from the group after seeing these news!"

"This kid is really smart!"

Lin Dingqiang returned the mobile phone to Zhao Lei, and just wanted to go to the personnel department, but Xin Qing came back.

"Mr. Xin. Zhao Lei looked at Xin Qing with a sad face and asked, "Are you okay?"

Xin Qing was still smiling as always, she looked up at Lin Dingqiang in front of her, and didn't say a word.

Lin Dingqiang seemed to have read the information from Xin Qing's firm eyes, and when he saw that the badge on his chest was gone, he also laughed.

Zhao Lei couldn't understand that her eyebrows were already burning, how could these two people still laugh.

"Mr. Xin, boss, what are you laughing at!" Zhao Lei was so anxious that she stomped her feet and said anxiously: "Don't you want to clarify?"

Xin Qing took two steps forward, intervened in her hand, and asked, "Lin Dingqiang, can you answer my question now?"