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"This ...... This ......" Jason's face turned red and white, not knowing how to answer Fang Yang's words. For more exciting novels, please visit Wèn

Because he had no way to refute that these cultural relics were indeed from China. The Chinese government also attaches great importance to the cultural relics lost overseas, and has always called on the relevant countries to return them as much as possible.

But they can only start working from the field of diplomacy, and after they buy it, they will not care about the pressure of China!

To be honest, Jason is unimpressed by some of the efforts of the Huaxia government to recover the lost cultural relics, he thinks that what he bought back with real money is naturally his own, what does it matter to me that your Huaxia government says so much?

However, the same words came out of Fang Yang's mouth, but Jason didn't dare to refute it at all, and he couldn't figure out what Fang Yang meant, he didn't want to give him a huge amount of medical fees, and now he was willing to give him all the treasured Chinese cultural relics he had collected over the years, but he didn't say no, just emphasized that this was originally a cultural relic of Huaxia.

Jason was puzzled.

"What? Can't figure it out? Fang Yang smiled faintly and said, "If you can't figure it out, think about it slowly." I'll be in Sydney for a while, and in the meantime, if you figure it out, you can find me at the Marriott Hotel at Sydney Harbour Circular Quay. I'm sure with your abilities you should have found me easily. ”

"Yes...... Mr. Fang! A hint of joy flashed in Jason's eyes, and he quickly replied respectfully.

Although he couldn't figure out Fang Yang's intentions, he knew the hotel where Fang Yang was staying, so after arriving in Sydney, at least he still had a chance. Jason is now very sure that as long as this Mr. Fang is willing to help, this problem that has plagued the family for hundreds of years and has also caused him to have a psychological shadow for decades will definitely be solved.

After Fang Yang finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, and Jason didn't dare to disturb, and carefully sat down in the seat next to Fang Yang.

The two of them didn't speak loudly just now, and the other first-class passengers didn't hear it very clearly, but Jason's sudden kneeling in front of Fang Yang was a bit too abrupt before, so now a few flight attendants and a few first-class passengers looked at Fang Yang with eyes full of curiosity.

However, Fang Yang didn't care about the eyes of the outside world, he lowered the back of the seat slightly, and even put on an eye patch, and began to rest as if no one was around.

Ordinary passengers also boarded the plane, and soon the plane door closed, and after obtaining take-off permission, they slowly slid out to the head of the runway, accelerated, pulled the rod, and the huge fuselage rose into the sky against the rising sun, straight into the sky.

This is a direct flight from Hong Kong Island to Sydney, Australia, without stopping at any airport, and the whole flight takes about 10 hours.

The plane flew smoothly at an altitude of 30,000 feet. During the entire flight, Fang Yang almost took a nap in the soft and comfortable seats, and only when the flight attendants delivered food or drinks would he sit up straight.

And Jason beside him has always been sitting upright, even if he gets up and goes to the toilet, he is very careful, for fear of disturbing Fang Yang's rest.

This is also very rare for Jason. From the way he dressed, it was clear that in fact, the fifty-year-old Jason was getting closer and closer to the hurdle of fifty-five years old, so his personality was also a little flamboyant, even a little perverse. There are really not many occasions where he can sit there so honestly and dare not come out.

Of course, throughout the voyage, Jason also kept thinking about Fang Yang's intentions: Mr. Fang didn't have any clear instructions, but he told me about the hotel he was staying in, what did he want me to do?

Jason thought about it for a long time and thought that the key was still in that batch of Chinese cultural relics. The treasure of China and the precious wealth of the Chinese people...... Chinese...... Jason had also been chewing on what Fang Yang had said.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, could it be Mr. Fang......

A look of excitement gradually appeared on Jason's face, he took out his tablet and looked at those ingenious Chinese cultural relics, his face also showed a little reluctance, and at the same time with a hint of determination.

……

Until the plane slid steadily under the sunset in Sydney, Jason didn't dare to disturb Fang Yang, but he had some confidence in his heart.

When the plane landed, it was about seven o'clock in the evening of Huaxia time, but there was a two-hour time difference between Australia and Huaxia, so it was about five o'clock in the afternoon.

Moreover, because Australia belongs to the southern hemisphere, it is just winter in July and August, although Sydney is closer to the equator, and the winter temperature is not too low, but the low temperature sometimes reaches five or six degrees.

So after arriving in Sydney, before getting off the plane, passengers took out the thick coats that had been prepared for a long time to change into. The cold didn't affect Fang Yang at all, and he walked out of the cabin wearing a thin casual T-shirt and carrying a business handbag.

The cold air in the southern hemisphere, for Fang Yang, a cultivator, was similar to the feeling of a spring breeze, and he walked down the gangway and stepped on this foreign land.

After going through a series of immigration formalities, Fang Yang went through the security check and arrived at the departure hall of Kingsford Smith International Airport.

Jason is Australian, and his entry procedures are much easier than Fang Yang's, so he has already waited at the door of the hall.

As soon as Fang Yang walked out, he saw Jason respectfully waiting aside, on the side of the road behind him, there was an extremely stylish black extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, and more than a dozen white bodyguards in black suits stood on both sides.

"Mr. Fang, please get in the car, I'll take you to the hotel." Jason said respectfully.

Fang Yang looked at Jason, then at the extremely swaggering extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, shook his head and said:

"Jason, I appreciate your kindness, but I still prefer to go to the hotel by myself."

Jason was a little frightened, did Mr. Fang think I wasn't grand enough? Oh, yes! With Mr. Fang's honorable status, I should have transferred the private helicopter over and sent him to the hotel, but I couldn't turn on my mobile phone until I got off the plane, and I didn't have time......

This Rollslath was originally here to pick up Jason, not specifically for Fang Yang.

Even if Jason wanted to break his head, he couldn't imagine that Fang Yang was not too grand at all, but too ostentatious.

Fang Yang didn't like this kind of nouveau riche battle.

"Mr. Fang......" Seeing Fang Yang turn around and walk directly to the taxi stop, Jason hurriedly chased after him.

Fang Yang stopped, turned around and said:

"Jason, now I just want to go to the hotel and rest alone, I don't want anyone to disturb me, okay?"

"Ok, ok......" Jason said quickly.

He didn't dare to say what he wanted to say later, so he could only watch Fang Yang get into a taxi, and then quickly disappear from his field of vision.

Jason paused for a moment, then pulled out his phone as he walked towards the extended Rolls-Royce Phantom and quickly arranged the ......

When Fang Yang was in China, he had already booked the Marriott Hotel in Sydney Harbour Circular Quay, which is a five-star hotel located in the Circular Quay area.

Fang Yang paid the fare, came to the front desk with a brisk step with his handbag, and said to the waiter in fluent English:

"Hello, I booked a hotel room on the Internet the day before yesterday, and this is my passport."

"Yes, sir, please wait a minute!" The waitress took Fang Yang's passport with both hands with a professional smile.

She flipped through her passport and was about to check her reservation.

However, when she saw Fang Yang's name, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and after confirming it repeatedly, the waitress stood up and said to Fang Yang politely:

"Mr. Fang, Venerable Mr. Jason has personally adjusted the room for you, please wait, I will check you in immediately!"

"Jason?" Fang Yang paused for a moment and asked, "What room did he adjust for me?" ”

"Sir, of course it's the Executive Presidential Suite." The waitress smiled charmingly at Fang Yang as she expertly checked in, and this smile was much more sincere than the professional smile just now.

Fang Yang shrugged his shoulders and didn't stop the waitress from going through the formalities. He said in his heart: This Jason is really an upstart habit, and if you want him to change it, it is probably quite difficult!

Fang Yang is not a person who eats the past, not to mention anything else, he saved his life by treating Jason in the VIP lounge of Hong Kong Island Airport, and it is only natural that he will enjoy the presidential suite paid for by Jason for a few days today.

As for being at the airport, Fang Yang really didn't want to be so ostentatious, and sat in such a Rolls-Royce in front of everyone, now that they have arrived at the hotel, it doesn't matter.

The waiter quickly completed the formalities, and then motioned for a waiter next to her to come over to take her place, and she herself walked out of the front desk with her room card, and the other party said:

"Mr. Fang, please follow me."

"Uh...... I'll go up on my own. Fang Yang said.

"You are the most honored guest of our hotel, how can we be so lazy?" The waitress said with exaggerated eyes wide, as if it was a heinous thing to let Fang Yang take the elevator upstairs by himself.

Fang Yang smiled helplessly and said:

"Alright then......"

He followed the waitress who deliberately twisted her waist sharply, and took the elevator to the top floor, where the waitress handed the room card to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang stretched out his hand to take it, and found that there seemed to be a small note under the room card, he couldn't help but pause, and when he was about to take it out and take a look, the waitress showed a coquettish smile towards Fang Yang and said:

"Mr. Fang, that's my personal phone number, I look forward to hearing from you and wish you a great holiday in Sydney......"

After speaking, she threw a wink at Fang Yang, then twisted her waist and left, and when she was about to turn the corner of the corridor, the waitress also turned around and sent a flying kiss to the stunned Fang Yang.

Fang Yang shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and swiped the room card, only to hear a click The door of the room opened, and Fang Yang walked in with his empty handbag