Fu Qiran rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I'm not sure." ”

The people in the Cultural Relics Protection Bureau are a bunch of old antiques.

Coercion and inducement are useless, and it is not easy to deal with.

"Jiaojiao, I'll ask the driver to take you home." Fu Qiran said.

Ruan Jiaojiao pursed her lips and asked a little nervously, "Mr. Fu, can I accompany you?" ”

Fu Qiran thought for a moment and nodded.

Ruan Jiaojiao's eyes lit up.

The reason for this request was just because he was worried that Fu Qiran would not be able to come back before midnight.

She would love to spend New Year's Eve with him.

The two got in the car and went to the suburbs.

That piece of land was bought by Fu's company before, and it cost a billion yuan.

Originally, this land was intended to build a farmhouse, but in these years, when they are tired of staying in the city, some people want to enjoy the joy of the countryside.

On the construction site, several old men in plain linen clothes were arguing with people wearing construction site clothes and helmets.

"Do you know what relics mean!"

"You've got corpses in your heads! How dare you dig! Dare to dig! ”

This project should be profitable in the long run.

But now that the artifacts have been dug up, it's not easy to do.

Two hours later, Fu Qiran and Ruan Jiaojiao arrived at the construction site.

The two parties quarreled and began to move.

When a well-articulated but unusually stubborn cultural person meets a healthy migrant worker who has not studied for a few years, the scene suddenly becomes chaotic.

"Stop!"

"Hold the grass, is there something wrong with you old man? This land was bought by our boss, and we obeyed the boss's orders, so I will dig it! It's your business! ”

"You're still kicking Lao Tzu?"

………………

"Mr. Fu, you're here." The overseer took out a cigarette and wanted to hand it to Fu Qiran.

Fu Qiran glanced at him coldly.

The overseer was stunned and didn't dare to hand over the cigarette.

Fu Qiran's cold voice sounded at the scene.

The scene fell silent all of a sudden.

The overseer looked, wasn't this the boss of his boss's boss's boss!

He still wanted to say something, but when he touched Fu Qiran's eyes, he only felt cold and couldn't say anything.

He lowered his head and sighed.

It seems that this double salary will not be earned.

Also, where can a person like Mr. Fu look up to his cigarettes.

"You get to work first." Fu Qiran said.

The overseer was stunned for a moment, and wiped his large hand on his clothes a few times.

"A few old gentlemen have worked hard, why don't you find a place to sit down and have a cup of tea and talk slowly?"

Where could those old men listen to Fu Qiran's words.

The site has been dug up for the most part, and the air that circulates through these holes enters the tombs, instantly oxidizing the unbeautiful and colorful cultural relics.

The overseer quickly left with the migrant workers on the construction site.

There were only a few old men from the Cultural Relics Protection Bureau who hurried to the scene after hearing the news, as well as Fu Qiran and Ruan Jiaojiao.

Fu Qiran approached and bowed slightly.

…………

As he spoke, a black Audi drove in.

Ling Chengnian, who was dressed in light gray clothes, stepped out of the car.

They are so anxious that they want to seize the time to rescue the cultural relics, where do they still want to drink tea?

"Don't drink, don't drink!"

"We need to hurry up and survey the situation at the site!"

When several old gentlemen saw Ling Chengnian, their eyes lit up.

"Master Ling, this way!"

Ling Chengnian walked over, but ignored the old gentlemen.

He just looked at Ruan Jiaojiao, who was standing beside Fu Qiran obediently, and smiled softly: "Jiaojiao, we meet again." ”