"Lu Yao!" I yelled and ran over. Sister Zui and Qin Chuyi were both taken aback by me, especially Sister Zui, whose lipstick was crooked.

Lu Yao looked at me stunned, carefully stretched out the chopsticks back, and said, "Xiao Chao, I thought you had eaten it, so I ...... the last piece of meat" I didn't have time to listen to what he said, I just tugged around on him, trying to find the rope I just saw.

"What's wrong?" Qin Chuyi looked at my movements and asked puzzledly.

"Rope, Lu Yao has a rope on his body!" I said as I patted him.

They all looked at me with neurotic eyes, and in the end it was Sister Mouth who pulled me back to my seat and told me not to embarrass her.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about anything else, I'm here today with a surprise for Wu Chao!" The mouth sister on the side blinked and looked at me with big eyes, and I suddenly became interested, put aside the rope matter for the time being, and quietly listened to her.

"Little girl, you're promoted!" Sister Zui slapped it vigorously again, and before I could react, I felt that the contents of my stomach were about to be slapped out by her.

"The editor-in-chief said that you have made a meritorious contribution to this interview, and I am going to divide one of the two newly opened columns into one for you."

"What's the column?"

"Binge eating and Persona." Sister Zui took a sip of red wine, "As soon as I listen to these two columns, I will know which one you will choose." Sister Zui smiled smugly at me.

I thought to myself, Sister Zui usually looks a little fierce to me, but she still knows me very well at the critical moment, and when she sees me, she is a foodie, and when she sees me, I will choose ......

"Different! Sniff! Record! Haha, I'm right! She looked at me with a smile in her eyes, and she had a look on her face that I guessed correctly, and I was embarrassed to cry. I said that if we Wu Chao want to eat again, it will really become a train, so it is better to let her practice her courage. ”

"Shuya is right, I have always told Xiao Chao this, she just doesn't listen, and I have to rely on you to watch more in the future." Qin Chuyi said.

As soon as these two people sang and harmonized, the dinner was over. Although I was very happy about the sudden promotion, I felt a faint sense of uneasiness in my heart. Shouldn't the company have a new column for old employees to do, why give me someone like me who has just joined the company and has little experience, forget it, this is a good thing, I should be happy. I consoled myself.

When I got home, I told my parents about my promotion, and they were immediately happy to come and see my new office. I said that I was just in charge of a column, and it was still early to win the rich and handsome to the peak of life, but I was urged by them to find a boyfriend, and sure enough, once people reach this age, there will be more things. I promised them to go back as soon as May Day arrived.

After sending off Qin Chuyi and Lu Yao on Sunday, I slept at home for a whole day, and when I went to work on Monday, I was in a state of confusion and stupidity. I finally arrived at the company from the morning rush hour, but it was still five minutes late. I wanted to sneak into the office with my tail between my legs, but I found that the whole company greeted me happily when they met me, and even the editor-in-chief smiled and nodded when he saw me. I was a little confused. Sister Zui, who happened to walk past me, woke me up in a daze and pulled me aside.

"Where are you going to sit, where is your seat!" I followed the direction she pointed and saw a large, clean desk standing where the printer and photocopier had been placed, and a few renovation workers were working around there, and there was a standing sign on the table that read "Persona Temporary Office". "The company can't vacate a new office for the time being, so you can use it first, and the partition will be installed in a few days, and then this will be your private office."

The editor-in-chief of Binge Eating is Xiao Li, who went to the nursing home with me, and he is still sitting at the small desk before his promotion, but a crumpled piece of paper with a food column pasted on the side of the table to distinguish it. At this point, he was gnawing on bread and glaring resentfully at my new office.

I was a little confused by the treatment of this heaven and earth, but I still sat down. In the corner of the table was a greeting card with "Congratulations on the promotion", and I don't know who took it.

The Persona column is not just about ghost stories, but about collecting special things that different people encounter, which can be treacherous or shocking, in short, as long as it is different. This column was not decided to be created on an ad hoc basis, and several issues of reader questionnaires have been carried out, and a lot of submissions have been received. I looked at the thick stack of manuscripts on the table and reminded myself to work hard.

I was looking through the manuscript all morning, and almost all of them were some divine babbling words, and there were many local church members who had personally experienced séances, so I glanced at them and put them aside. At this time, a new manuscript popped up on my computer, with the title "Breaking News". I thought to myself, shouldn't this be under the control of other columns, but my hand still unconsciously clicked on it.

"The exhibition of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York on Chinese unearthed utensils was interrupted halfway, and some cultural relics have been secretly transported back to China for restoration. According to reliable sources, the artifacts have been transported to the Restoration Center in N City. ”

The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, USA? Sounds so familiar. THEMETROPOLITANMUSEUMOFART！ That's right, isn't this the exhibition that Lu Yao and Qin Chuyi saw in the United States. I was immediately interested.

"Teacher Wang......" I cautiously called out to the staff of the Persona column. She joined the company much earlier than me, but now she is my subordinate, of course I am a little embarrassed, "Mr. Wang, can I ask you something?" ”

She looked back at me in amazement, and for a moment I wondered if the shelf was too big and shrunk back like a deflated ball, but she walked straight towards me.

"Editor-in-Chief Wu, is there anything wrong?" She looked at me with a smile.

When I heard her call me like this, I immediately swallowed my saliva and whispered, "I want to go to the cultural relics center, can you help me watch it here?" ”

Hearing me say this, Xiao Wang nodded violently: "What is the editor-in-chief, just call me Xiao Wang, you give me such a big task, I will definitely follow you in the future!" ”

Although I couldn't bear it, I still walked out of the company. N City Cultural Relics Restoration Center is a well-known cultural relics protection research institution in the province, located in Linghu District N University campus. It wasn't until I was halfway through the subway that I remembered how I had recklessly entered without any papers. I don't expect to get anything, I can only go and see the situation first.

N University is a key university in the province, covering a wide area, and this part of Linghu is only one of its campuses. I remember coming here to look for my classmates when I was in college, but I only knew about the cafeteria and dormitory, so I could only ask the students here about the location of the conservation center.

After going around and around, I finally came to the door of the Cultural Relics Research Institute. The institute is divided into two separate buildings, connected by a corridor in the middle. The building to the west is a showroom, where various cultural relics and reproductions are placed, and it is open to the public. A building on the east side is used for office use, and no idlers are allowed to enter if there is a curfew. I thought that the American thing should have been repaired in the east building, so I walked to the door of the east building. The door of the east building was closed, and a few people could be faintly seen standing inside.

I watched them through the glass, two men and a woman. I didn't know the two men, but the more I looked at the woman's back, the more familiar it became, and I couldn't help but put my face on the door glass. Since the door glass was three feet above the ground, I had to stand up to look, but this one I accidentally slipped under my feet, and I stumbled and almost fell on all fours. Thankfully, I was able to grab the doorknob in time.

Just as I was proud of my luck, the three people inside the door looked at me in unison, and I immediately blushed like a monkey's buttocks.

When the three of them approached, I saw that the familiar woman was Ye Jiahe before.

"Editor-in-Chief Wu, why are you here too?" She smiled at me.

"How do you know I ......"

"Did you get my greeting card?" She still has that smile on her face. As long as she is in front of people, she can always package herself as very approachable, and when everyone is gone, she will regain her cold nature.

I had long felt that my promotion and other people's attitude towards me was a bit wrong, and it turned out to be her idea. Let me be the editor-in-chief of Persona, so that I can collect all kinds of strange news from all over the world, and thus help her find the person who wrote to her father, and I am just her tool.

She introduced me to two other people, one of whom was Professor Zhao, a local heritage researcher and conservation expert. The other is a foreigner, named Nick, who is the director of the Metropolitan Museum. Ye Jiahe's main business is the transportation industry, involving the transportation of various items at home and abroad. This batch of Chinese cultural relics from the United States was transported by Ye Jiahe's company. The three of them came together to inspect the problems of the cultural relics, consult about the restoration, and follow up the cooperation. Because Ye Jiahe's industry has been exposed to the exhibition of objects and the antique investment industry.

"Editor-in-chief Wu is the editor-in-chief of a well-known local media, a good friend of mine, and he is also very curious about this industry." After she said this, the other two people gave me a strong welcome and gave me an access card to the East Building, so that I could come to work in the future. Flattered, I took the access card and followed them up to the third floor.

The first floor is an office, the second floor is a restoration room, and the third floor is a storage room. The cultural relics, which had just arrived in China, lay quietly in the transport box on the third floor.

In Qin Chuyi's impression to me, these cultural relics should all come from the same place and have just been unearthed. But when I actually saw them, I was amazed and I also noticed the problem. This is a cultural relic unearthed in a place, which is obviously a tool from a different dynasty.

Professor Zhao skimmed through it hastily, and seemed to have found a problem, telling the other two that these things were not only not from the same dynasty, but also from the same country.

Nick told us that these things were really not the same batch, but they were just going to be repaired and shipped together. What really went wrong in that exhibition was a statue.

Following Nick's fingers, I saw a statue resembling a bodhisattva, gilded and lifelike. Professor Zhao told us that this is a statue of the Fudo Ming King, and also gave us a science popularization of the knowledge of the Fudo Ming King.

The King of Fudo Ming, that is, the Bodhisattva of Fudo, also known as the Immovable Messenger, comes from Esoteric Buddhism. "Immovable", which means vow, refers to the firm and unshakable compassion, the "clear" one, the light of wisdom, and the "king" one, the one who controls the phenomenon. Therefore, the King of Fudo Ming is a qiē Buddhist order reincarnation, so it is also called the king of the Ming kings and the lord of the five Ming kings. There are many kinds of Dharma appearances of the King of Fudo Ming, and the one in front of us is a two-armed statue of Dongmi. Holding a rope in his left hand, holding a sword in his right hand, hanging his hair and a shawl, his eyes are open and closed, the one that is open is angry and round, the roots of his teeth are clenched, and the tips of his teeth are up and down, showing anger.

Just as Professor Zhao was talking energetically, he suddenly stopped, lowered his head and kept flipping the statue in his hand, frowning.

"Huh? There's really something wrong with this statue, you see. We all leaned our heads over and followed his fingers and did see a notched notch.