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He skillfully shredded his pipe, lit it, and smoked the large pouch, spitting out circles and circles.

"Do the carving. Not a businessman? ”

The old man disagreed: "But today's sculptors are also businessmen, to be honest, and they are all invincible." When the old man spoke, the sharpness in his eyes and the anger in his tone made Xi Qing feel that this old man should have a story.

"Old man. Seriously, I may be the same as other people who ask for golden silk nanmu, in order to carve it with this golden silk nanmu and sell it for money. It's really like you said, it's just for profit. ”

"But there is a fundamental difference between my kind of profit and those merchants, the merchants who use this golden silk nanmu to seek violence. They may sell the golden silk nanmu abroad, and they will not think at all about how rare the golden silk nanmu is now, but I just know the lack of golden silk nanmu, so I want to make this only golden silk nanmu into exquisite carving, but also to reflect its value. ”

"I'm definitely not going to cut wood, I'm not a logger, but since the wood has been cut down, would I rather watch them sell the wood abroad, and I can't cut off the wood, buy the wood, create exquisite golden silk nan wood carvings, and dedicate it to the country."

"What do you say?" Xi Qing looked at the latter in a daze, and the old man didn't speak for a long time after listening.

He silently slipped into his room.

Xi Qing didn't know what he was doing, and after a long time, the old man came out of the house with a piece of paper in his hand.

With trembling hands, he handed over the note, and Xi Qing saw it, and there was a contact information on it.

"This?"

Xi Qing didn't understand what it meant.

The old man said: "You are right, if you want to sell these woods abroad and sell them to those black-hearted bosses, it is better to give you a young man like you who is an artist." This phone number is my son, he has golden silk nanmu in his hand, you look for him, just say I told you. Let him sell it to you. ”

"Your son?"

Xi Qing suddenly realized.

At this moment, he suddenly strung together the story.

The old man's son was the logger in the forest, and he cut down the golden silk nanmu and then sold it to the bosses.

The bosses carried the wood away.

Or, the old man's son is the boss, or the old man's son has a bigger identity. And because of this business, the old man did not want to be with his children, and preferred to live in the village by himself.

Or, the old man is a business contact for his children, and he is also one of the participants, and at first he hid his identity.

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became, Xi Qing didn't dare to continue thinking about it, he came to Chuanshan this time, but he didn't think about smashing a criminal gang, no matter what else, Xi Qing just needed to get the golden silk nanmu.

What's more, he didn't know what the real story was here, so he said thank you to the old man, and Xi Qing was busy sleeping in another cabin.

He felt that this natural village could not let itself be natural at all.

……

The next day, Xi Qing left the village early in the morning.

After meeting the middle-aged man introduced by the old man, Xi Qing's vigilance was eliminated little by little, and in the end, he completely unguarded.

He's not a lumberjack, and he's not a second-hand dealer.

The story is a bit similar to that of finding Haihuang wood, a middle-aged man who is also a lover of rare wood species, and he holds the position of deputy general manager of an organization in the Rare Wood Species Conservation Alliance.

They will legally recover, buy, or otherwise obtain wood from themselves, and resell, auction, and other ways to profit the company.

A small part of these profits is given to the state, some is used to maintain its own survival, and the other part continues to be used to protect and pursue rare wood.

As soon as Wen Cunyi saw Xi Qing, he recognized him.

This Wen Cunyi is also a person who loves to listen to songs, and he is also a fan of Xi Qing, and when he hears the moving song, he will cry.

Therefore, the conversation with Xi Qing made the latter completely lose that strange sense of distance, and really felt that he had met his family.

When Xi Qing said that he only brought 70,000 yuan this time, Wen Cunyi said that he could help Xi Qing transport the golden silk nan wood, and after removing some links, he could give Xi Qing a golden silk nan wood weighing about 100 kilograms.

100 kilograms, that is, two hundred catties. Nowadays, the market for golden silk nanmu continues to be popular, and almost a piece of wood has been fried to 100,000 or even hundreds of thousands. Xi Qing's 70,000 yuan can buy a piece of wood weighing 100 kilograms, which is definitely a big profit.

The two signed a contract.

Wen Cunyi delivered the wood within a week, and Xi Qing also fulfilled the contract, paying half of the payment first, waiting for the wood to arrive and inspecting the goods, and then handing over the remaining half to the agency.

had another meal with Wen Cunyi, and when Wen Cunyi talked about his father, he told Xi Qing about the hardships he had suffered in the mountains when he was a child, and why he had conflicts with his father.

It turned out that Wen Cunyi's father's wife, who passed away two years ago, was not Wen Cunyi's own mother, and her mother ran away from home when Wen was very young, and she couldn't stand the suffering in the mountains.

Wen lived with his father until he was fifteen years old, and at this time, his father was introduced to marry a later woman.

Wen Cunyi, I didn't understand much at that time, so I began to be angry with my father, and then his mother went back to the village to find him, Wen Cunyi followed his mother and stepfather because he wanted to go to the city to study.

Wen's father complained about his son and didn't want to go to the city.

After understanding the original story, Xi Qing sighed, it really looks like a TV series with ups and downs.

And Xi Qing, who was familiar with the Ode to Joy script two days ago, found a divine resemblance between Wen Cunyi and Xie Bin in the script. Xie Bin's emotions, which he couldn't understand before, only became clear after Wen Cunyi said his inferiority complex and timidity in the past little by little, and he understood the inner activities of such a character.

met Wen Cunyi, not only got the golden silk nanmu, but Xi Qing also grasped the role of Xie Bin in the Ode to Joy script more deeply.

For a while, Xi Qing has grown a lot.

When he returned to Binjiang, he immediately asked Liu Tao to help ask if there was still a chance to join the crew, but Liu Tao on the other side of the phone hesitated for a long time, but Xi Qing heard the final meaning.

Ode to Joy 2 Xie Bin's role has been decided, and he has lost the opportunity to act.

This is bad news, and there is good news, before my father went to the capital to register for the Spring Festival Gala, the invitation of the program team has been sent to my home.

I want to go to the Spring Festival Gala director Ke Li has already paid attention to the champion Qingbai of the masked singer, and I feel that many of his songs are suitable for the Spring Festival Gala stage, although he does not have the ability to directly recommend singers to the Spring Festival Gala, however, I want to go to the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, if I can win the championship, or get high popularity support, the Spring Festival Gala is very likely to go through.