Ding Jiaqi and Qu Xiaoqing postponed their flight to Paris and waited for Xu Zehong three hours later.

"Isn't there anything good?" Xu Zehong asked.

Zhang Jing directly took the old man to the garage, and Ding Jiaqi and Qu Xiaoqing followed.

Seeing the statue of the goddess, Xu Zehong was slightly stunned, and he didn't care about whether he crossed the border or not, and stepped forward to take a closer look.

That's a full 10 minutes!

"Professor Xu," Zhang Jing interrupted the old man who was slowly walking around the sculpture, "the one in the Louvre must be real, is this one real or fake?"

"I don't understand Western cultural relics," Xu Zehong said again, "but some things are interconnected, and I can analyze them for you."

Zhang Jing urged, "Say it quickly."

"The backward fluttering corners and the outstretched wings form an extremely smooth line," Xu Zehong explains, "and the wavy lines of the legs and wings form an obtuse triangle, which strengthens the forward momentum."

"The artist's artistic skill and expressiveness in his work, as well as the combination of realism and romanticism, seem to give the cold stone a life-like vitality."

"The goddess seems to fall from the sky, guiding the fleet in the bow of the ship to rush forward through the wind and waves, which is the embodiment of the culmination of the balance between dynamic and static."

"Stop!" Zhang Jing interrupted Xu Zehong and asked, "Really? False?"

"I don't know if it's true or not," Xu explained, "but whether it's true or not, it's a great work of art."

Zhang Jing was disappointed and decided to cut Xu Zehong's salary.

"Professor Xu," Ding Jiaqi reminded, "this statue of the goddess is almost the same as the one in the Louvre, except that the size is smaller and more complete."

Xu Zehong smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Young people have no life experience, and they don't know that clothes and shoes need to be made and molds are used, no matter what is made and what is produced, most of them need small samples and samples before formal production."

Zhang Jing: "..."

Ding Jiaqi: "..."

Qu Xiaoqing: "..."

"Even if this thing is not true, it is definitely not fake," Xu Zehong finally advised, "The sooner you send it away, the better, and don't let the news out, otherwise you won't be able to bring it out of Citigroup."

Sure enough, it was an expert, there were two brushes, Zhang Jing took out a thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to the old man, "Your hush money."

The "hush money" is just a joke, Xu Zehong knows that this is a tip from the boss who is in a good mood, so he doesn't need to be polite, so he took the money and left, and bought delicious food for his wife.

Seeing off the expert, Zhang Jing looked at Ding Jiaji and Qu Xiaoqing, "Prepare, I'll send you to the airport first, and then I'll find a way to send the statue to Xiangjiang."

"Let's just go by ourselves," Ding Jiaqi politely refused, "Brother Zhang, you must send the sculpture away, I like her too much."

Zhang Jing looked at Qu Xiaoqing and advised, "Don't say anything when you dream at night."

"Don't worry," Qu Xiaoqing swore with his right hand up, "If it comes out of my mouth, I will never lose muscles!"

Zhang Jing was speechless, this oath was too heavy, Qu Xiaoqing was true love for muscles.

After Ding Jiaqi and Qu Xiaoqing left the garage, Zhang Jing put the sculpture into the Mithril space, a large space is good, what is the use of storing pets?

A fool only exchanged 1331 cubic meters for 1 cubic meter.

If you want to change it, you can change it at any time, but Zhang Jing will definitely not change it for the time being, he likes the feeling of putting the cannon in his pocket, and he can take it out and shoot it if he has nothing to do.

After thinking for three or four seconds, Zhang Jing decided to fly to Xiangjiang again and send several cultural relics, including the goddess of war, to the Xu family's private museum.

Wen Li is very healthy now, and she doesn't have to worry about being relied on by other Xu family members.

"Wealth does not return to the hometown, like a brocade dress at night", such a good thing, of course, must be seen by others.

Thinking of these Zhang Jing messages, he sent them to Liang Jieshu.

There was a reply soon, she and Zhou Manmiao were still in Xiangjiang, mainly because it took a little time to deal with the car.

Before boarding the plane, Zhang Jing contacted Li Xing by phone, and after making sure that there was no problem, he flew lightly first

Ma Xi, change care and fly to Xiangjiang again.

After 24 hours of tossing, Zhang Jing took a taxi to Xiaolu's apartment at twelve o'clock in the evening.

Strange why Zhou Manmiao didn't come to pick up the plane, since the two of them drank too much, or were too tired, Zhang Jing didn't think much about it.

Fingerprints open the door, the room is dark, and it is obvious that the girlfriend is sleepy.

Because he was familiar with it, it was okay if he didn't turn on the lights, Zhang Jing went into the bathroom to take a shower with a familiar car, and slept on Liang's bed with a familiar car.

The room was air-conditioned and covered with a thin blanket, Zhang Jing hugged his girlfriend who was sleeping on his side from behind, his hair didn't smell right, did he change the shampoo?

didn't do anything, Zhang Jing was familiar with the road and retired his girlfriend for a short time.

Familiar with the road... Well, it doesn't work, come again, it still doesn't work.

It seems to be a 4 cm screw, and the 8 cm diameter screw can't fit in at all, so the other party moved tn slightly and gently set the angle.

Feeling the cooperation, Zhang Jing then tried four or five more times, but still unsuccessful.

In this case, there is no way for the bathrobe singer to come.

Suddenly, Zhang Jing found a problem, even if Liang practiced yoga every day, it was impossible not to get in, after all, the lane had been smooth, and now this - too narrow!!

Coupled with the unfamiliar murmur that came at the right time, Zhang Jing reached out and turned on the bedside lamp in time.

When he saw the person in front of him, Liang Jieshu, who was supposed to be black-haired, turned into a long-haired brown Lindsay, Zhang Jing's brain crashed directly!

"Why are you here?" Zhang Jing was frightened and jumped out of bed to question.

Lindsay looked like she had just woken up, covered herself tightly with the quilt, leaving only one head outside, and asked Zhang Jing weakly, "Why did you violate me?"

"I violated your ???" Zhang Jing pointed at himself, his forehead was bruised, and he couldn't believe it.

At this time, Zhou Manmiao walked over from other rooms in pajamas, and happened to see Zhang Jing who was red and Guo and Lindsay who looked injured.

The two of them stared wide-eyed, as if they were comparing whose eyes were bigger.

"I didn't see anything," Zhou Manmiao was slightly stunned, and reacted and took the door casually, "You continue."

Look at Zhou Manmiao, and then look at Lindsay, who originally had a strong personality but is now like a kitten, at this time Zhang Jing is pig also understands that he has been tricked!

Chasing Zhou Manmiao, I returned to the room next to her, Liang Jieshu was also here, and she didn't sleep at all!

"Brother Zhang," Liang Jieshu explained weakly, "It's my fault, Man Miao and I are usually too boring, and Lindsay has been lately..."

"It's okay," Zhang Jing interrupted Liang to speak, "Lindsay will say it in advance next time, I will avoid it in advance, this kind of thing will not be an example."

"No, Brother Zhang," Liang Jieshu grabbed Zhang Jing and quickly explained, "I've known Lindsay for a longer time than I have known Manmiao, and I know that she is only fierce on the surface, but she is actually very gentle and very nice, can you please go back to her room?"

"There are gods three feet above their heads," Zhang Jing reminded Liang, "Immortals can't do what they want, and people can't do what they want, so they must have awe."

"Yes, a man must live with reverence, but!" Zhou Manmiao seemed to be on Zhang Jing's side, but after a change of words, she said:

"We didn't coerce, we didn't induce, we didn't influence others, and we didn't harm others, so the gods can't interfere with freedom, right?"

Zhang Jing was speechless, so reasonable.

Compared to what someone has done before, not only does this thing itself not have a problem with awe, but it is also beneficial to society, and there is a probability of an increase in population - .

At this time, Liang handed over a transparent one, which I used to use every time I drove before, and only half a bottle of aloe vera gel was left?