Chapter 5 Plans

"Money, I buried some antiques in my hometown, which belonged to the one in Murakami, haha." Lei Dong said with a smile.

Looking at the hateful thunder that was laughing, Song Chutian and Shen Weiping couldn't bear to pick up the things around them and throw them out.

"Ah" came a cruel scream, Lei Dong didn't expect these two Sven people to do such a violent thing, but at the same time, he also understood that they had suppressed it for too long, and finally had his friend and the hope of revenge, so he had his current move. Originally, Lei Dong could completely dodge, but in order to make his friends happy, he cooperated with them and made a screaming sound, and rushed up to scuffle with them.

"Wait." Shen Weiping struggled to break free from the thunderous grasp, "Doesn't it mean that cultural relics in private collections can only be acquired by units designated by the cultural administrative department?" Isn't it a loss if the thunderous cultural relics are not very good?

"Don't think that if you are a university scholar, you don't need to read books and newspapers, you should be humble, comrade." Song Chutian sorted out his clothes and said earnestly.

Lei Dong was embarrassed and said, "Ah, I don't know this. ”

Song Chutian pointed at the two of them and said, "Listen well." The revised Law on the Protection of Cultural Relics stipulates that citizens, legal persons and other organizations other than institutions for the collection of cultural relics may purchase them from auction enterprises that engage in the auction of cultural relics. In other words, you can call the auction company to auction. ”

"That's good, when the time comes, Xiaotian will contact the auction company, and the glasses will first find a place that can be our feng shui treasure to make a fortune." Lei Dong began to point fingers.

"Okay, wait, who do you think you are?" Shen Weiping rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Lei Dong, shouting: "No big or small, call me glasses, the hairy child is against you." ”

Song Chutian realized that his eyes were already red at some point.

"You two go to my hometown first, and ask grandpa to raise Xiaotian's body bones." Lei Dong turned around and said to Shen Weiping, "Glasses, how much money do we have now?" ”

"We have six hundred and eighteen dollars." Shen Weiping said affirmatively.

Lei Dong asked suspiciously: "Six hundred and eighteen yuan?" ”

Shen Weiping explained: "I didn't have much money with me, and I came to Xiaotian when Wang Tiechun's subordinates ran out of money, Xiaotian had no money, and this money was still those two dead people." ”

"Is there a train from here to Koto City?" Lei Dong pinned his hopes on the low price of the train.

"One hundred and thirteen." Shen Weiping said.

"That's enough, you give me one hundred and eighteen, and you can bring five hundred to get home, so it's decided, give money, like a miser." Lei Dong said.

Song Chutian looked at the two people who were about to twist together, and remembered that Lei Dong seemed to have natural leadership talents, and the words he said sounded domineering, but they were the most feasible of all methods, and they were also the most considerate for his friends.

Lei Dong sent away the glasses and the little queen, took a black plastic bag, and walked into the waiting room to wait for the train to Jiangdong City.

The thunderous plastic bag contained ten large white flour steamed buns for three cents each, and a bottle of mineral water filled with boiled water. He still has two yuan in his pocket, he said that he can't go out without money, he has to keep it for emergency use, two quick money can do a lot of things, maybe he can soak a beautiful cutie, hahaha.

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