Chapter 71i8: I'm going to buy it

The words made the faces of the people who fell into the water very ugly. No one came, that's a fact. Even if they win this opportunity, they are outsiders in the eyes of others and are not qualified to appear here.

But they really can't leave halfway, which will be a great blow and shame to the entire industry.

"The gift of this hall to us was personally agreed by the president of the association. You are not qualified to do that. Overboard argued.

One of them picked up a book and said: "This is our domestic literary and artistic exhibition, and only literary works and calligraphy are participated, not even paintings, which is to show the inheritance and development of imperial culture for 5,000 years." Could it be that we, as the rising of the new era, are not qualified to participate in such an exhibition, and we should let the literature of the island countries participate?"

In his hands is a book that has just been published by the island country, and it has not yet been distributed in China.

Other books are also from island countries, and allowing such works to participate is contrary to the concept of this exhibition.

"It's useless for you to tell me this, this is what the curator of our Cultural Palace has explained, if you have anything to say, you can ask the curator to say. However, I advise you, it's useless to go, it's only to blame you for choosing the wrong friend, and no one knows if you offend. The staff glanced at Yang Mo meaningfully, and instructed his subordinates to continue to work.

The eyes of Luoshui and the others fell on Yang Mo's face together, and many people's eyes were no longer kind.

"It must be Gushan, or a famous writer, who is so small-bellied and has such a small stomach to take revenge on you like this. Yang Mo, don't worry, we won't blame you, Gushan has always looked down on online literature, and he is killing two birds with one stone by doing so, wanting us to kill each other. Falling Water said angrily.

"Yes, I didn't expect Gushan's qi to be so narrow, it really doesn't deserve his fame. Mr. Yang Mo, we don't blame you for this matter, it's just that this opportunity is something we have been fighting for a long time. You've been busy for a few months, so you can't bear to look disappointed, right?"

Since this is the trouble you have provoked, then I'm sorry, you can deal with it. If you can't handle it, see what face you still have in front of the overboard.

The others also looked at it, and then sighed, if it was normal, maybe there would be a little face, and fight for it. But if you offend Gushan, it is obvious that Gushan wants to fix you, and your face is naturally not good.

A group of people put their heads down to pack up the books, and today they are destined to be a joke.

"Leave this matter to me, friend, from now on, this is mine, and please leave with your companions. Yang Mo stepped forward and said to the staff.

"What did you say? This is yours? Hahaha, my ears didn't hear me right?"

Several of the staff burst out laughing. Who do you think you are, and what you say is yours is yours?

Luoshui and the others were also stunned for a while, and asked Yang Mo uncertainly if he was wrong.

"I'm not wrong, I'm going to buy this place, you go and call your curator. Yang Mo looked at the staff and said.

"Can you afford it?" the staff looked at Yang Mo carefully.

It doesn't look like a tyrant, bragging.

"Mr. Yang, I understand your mood at the moment, but it's better not to make some jokes. Duan Shanchuan said lightly.

If you buy the Cultural Palace, you will be too rampant. It is an ancient building, and it is a cultural treasure in itself, such a large area, not to mention more than a billion. Now in Nandu, no one can afford to buy, and those top bosses who can afford to buy will definitely not buy it, except for the new company Baixing Group.

"Of course he can afford it, this is the husband of the famous chairman of the White Star Group, the savior of our southern capital. A familiar voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Dingsheng walked in under the embrace of a group of people. Behind Zhao Dingsheng, followed by Gushan, the president of the association, the director of the Cultural Palace and others.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Yang Mo, and the staff members walked to the corner of the side.

They didn't know Yang Mo, but they had heard of the White Star Group, which was the real boss.

"Brother-in-law, why don't you say hello when you come to Nandu? Zhao Dingsheng said with a smile.

After he learned that Yang Mo had come to the Cultural Palace, he came as soon as possible. From yesterday to today, he really couldn't see through what tricks Yang Mo was playing, and he really didn't feel at ease if he didn't come and go in person.

"Cousin, it's not that I'm not going to visit, I'm worried, what if I get your heart attack? Cousin is here today, do you have any cultural works to exhibit?" Yang Mo responded with a smile.

People who don't know will really think that the two people are relatives who have not seen each other for a long time, not bitter enemies.

"I've come to see you, I heard that you're going to buy the Cultural Palace, is this true?" Zhao Dingsheng asked.

"Yes, I think my cultural level is too low, I should make some contribution to the cultural development of the empire, buy this place, and then put some rare cultural treasures here for everyone to enjoy, what does my cousin think?" Yang Mo said.

"It's so good, I was moved to hear your brother-in-law say that. As the largest enterprise in Nandu, it is indeed necessary to do something for the city. In this way, I will pay 500 million to buy this place. Zhao Dingsheng said proudly.

Everyone present was amazed, looking at Zhao Dingsheng's gaze, both admiration and respect.

"Mr. Zhao, the Cultural Palace is not worth so much money, one billion is almost enough. The curator said again and again.

"It doesn't matter, just keep the extra money to buy some books, or save it for the construction of the city. Zhao Dingsheng waved his hand and said indifferently.

The curator thanked him again and again, and a group of cultural people also came over to express their gratitude, and some people improvised a poem on the spot, praising Zhao Dingsheng and winning a full house.

"Contrived!" snorted the goddess of overboard.

Her voice was small, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear.

Gu Shan said: "This beauty, how can you say that? When you say this, aren't you saying that Mr. Yang Mo was also contrived just now? Moreover, what kind of person is Mr. Yang Mo, he is the boss of the White Star Group, worth tens of billions, and he is an existence that can trample the imperial culture under his feet at will.

How could he take back what he said? Since he said that he wanted to buy it, he must have done it. ”

When he learned Yang Mo's identity, he was really shocked. Yang Mo's identity wanted to kill him, but he almost had no power to fight back. But now it is different, he is a guest of the Zhao family, and he is next to the big tree of the Zhao family, so he naturally will not put Yang Mo in his eyes.

He had already thought about it, and after leaving, he was going to write an article to scold this pair of men and women who coveted the Zhao family's property, and let him see that literati should not be offended.