"A mysterious private collector donated more than 600 pieces of his private collection to the Yuqing University Museum."

"Among them, there are many precious cultural relics such as the Shang Dynasty animal face pattern tripod, the Han Dynasty glazed dragon pattern, and the Yuan blue and white flowers."

"After the opening of the museum, some folk collectors came to visit, and they were surprised to find that all the collections in the exhibition were fakes."

"Many people bluntly said in interviews that this is the work of the National Treasure Gang."

"Such a grandiose display of fakes in colleges and universities makes people suspect the purpose behind the initiators."

"If this trick is not debunked, we do not know whether there will be a large number of fakes circulating in the market under the name of 'cultural relics in the collection of the Yuqing University Museum'."

"But what is certain is that more than a year has passed since the incident, and there has been no follow-up news other than the closure of the museum."

"It's as if someone is saying, don't mention it again."

After Zhang Yang finished reading the news, he let out a long sigh.

Such a rebellious thing, there is no follow-up?

He continued to search the Internet for who this mysterious folk collector was, and all the reports ended up being three years ago.

No one knows the true identity of this donation to build a museum.

But the number of "more than 600 pieces" is too coincidental, which makes Zhang Yang feel that this person is Cheng Deyi, the old man of the Cheng family.

It should be him, because he can form a key link in the National Treasure Gang - the upper echelons of the National Treasure Gang.

Cheng Deyi, a wealthy person, donated things to the museum, so that the people below mistakenly thought that the things certified and flowed down by the upper echelons of the National Treasure Gang were all "real national treasures".

Middle-level people like Li Laoqi are responsible for promoting national treasures, and they are also responsible for maintaining the "reputation" of the National Treasure Gang, which does not exist.

The bottom is naturally those ordinary people who want to get rich with a bunch of fake national treasures.

"Chen Yanguang won't change into a high-level member of the National Treasure Gang in the future, right?"

Zhang Yang thought about it, it was really possible, because this brother's bottom line is very flexible.

"It seems that we have to take over all the fan bases as soon as possible, lest my fan base become the base camp of the National Treasure Gang."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang hurriedly chatted privately with Sister Gao and Tang Qiyun.

With their consent, he pulled the two ladies into the fandom and gave them the status of administrators.

Xu Jie forget it, he is playing games as soon as he gets off work, and he will never be able to get in touch.

……

After all this, Zhang Yang was about to watch a short video and went to sleep, when an unfamiliar number suddenly called.

"Yanjing West City?"

Zhang Yang answered the phone with some doubts.

"Hello, is it Zhang Yang?"

On the other end of the phone, it was the voice of a milky child.

"Hello, I am." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

"Grandpa, grandpa, connected!" The child shouted as he ran.

"Sissi, slow down!" An old man's voice came from the other end of the line.

Zhang Yang had already guessed who this was.

"Teacher Wang, have you returned to Yanjing?"

"yes, my granddaughter is on vacation." Old man Wang said happily.

The old man had talked to Zhang Yang before, and his two sons both got married in Yanjing, and he usually stayed in the north.

This time he returned to Linhai to help Wang Jianye tidy up the museum, he was afraid that his younger brother's lifelong family business would be lost in the hands of his nephew.

Now, in the eyes of Old Man Wang, the matter has been dealt with in advance.

The premise of handling it well is because of the appearance of a young man.

"Take a look at the donated artifacts?"

What Old Man Wang said made Zhang Yang's heart tremble, he had just watched too many stories of overturning.

He hurriedly asked, "How many pieces have you donated?" ”

The largest number of cultural relics donation cases that Zhang Yang has seen so far is that a wealthy businessman in Xiangjiang donated a total of 6,000 pieces of fake porcelain to Yenching Normal University.

Even if you go to Jingdi Town to wholesale, it will cost tens of thousands.

The second is the mysterious person who is suspected of Cheng Deyi.

The more there are, the more wrong they are.

"Thirty-two in all." Wang Guosheng said in a deep voice.

"In the history of the Helin Museum's donations, is this too much or too little?" Zhang Yang asked.

"If it's all the real thing, it's a lot." Wang Guosheng explained with a smile: "There was also an old gentleman who donated forty or fifty things before, but his collection was half true and half fake. Some fakes are really easy to eye. ”

"Okay, then I'll help Curator Wang check it." Zhang Yang agreed to come down.

Thirty-two antiques, with his current skills, about thirty seconds, can confirm the authenticity of a thing, all add up, it is only a quarter of an hour, a piece of cake.

……

Two days later, the Helin Museum.

"Didn't you say it earlier if you wanted to write an appraisal opinion?" Zhang Yang looked at Wang Jianye with a puzzled expression.

"If you said it earlier, I'll bring my notebook."

He originally thought that it would be enough to watch the video connection and tell Wang Jianye the truth of the things.

But Director Wang is very cautious, saying that it is more secure to look at the real thing offline.

After all, it's something donated by someone else, and it's not good to read it wrong and cause misunderstanding.

Zhang Yang couldn't explain to him how accurate he could see, for the sake of the more than one million faces before, he agreed to take this trip.

As a result, when waiting for someone in the reception room, Wang Jianye began to make requests.

"It's okay if you don't write." Seeing Zhang Yang's expression, he seemed a little unhappy, Wang Jianye hurriedly changed his words: "Anyway, the antiques they donate have certificates issued by other experts." ”

"Is there a certificate for each piece? What is the origin of the other party? Zhang Yang asked curiously.

Because he felt that this was a trivial matter, Zhang Yang didn't pay too much attention before.

But Wang Jianye's words successfully aroused his interest.

Thirty-two pieces, each of which has been appraised by experts, and a certificate has been issued, and the appraisal fees add up to buy a few more antiques.

"The other party's surname is Cheng, and he is a relatively famous angel investor."

Wang Jianye himself didn't know much about the Cheng family, and subconsciously thought that Zhang Yang was definitely not familiar with a student, so he said it very briefly.

"Cheng Deyi?" Zhang Yang didn't think about it, and asked directly.

"Huh? Publicize that you know him! That's great. Wang Jianye was visibly happy.

"I'm not sure how to deal with the Cheng family, if you know, you have to help me later."

Help? It's supposed to be a savior, right?

Since Zhang Yang came back from Yangcheng last time, he has figured out that the Hailin Museum has a high value of cooperation.

Whether it is channels or connections, it is not comparable to him as a newcomer without roots.

But if it is used by the National Treasure Gang to engage in the east and west, this partner will be abolished in the future.

Zhang Yang subconsciously gritted his back molars, the comer was not good!

"What if, I mean, what if, what if the other party brings something fake?" Zhang Yang asked thoughtfully.

"If it's fake, you won't accept it!" Wang Jianye's tone was very innocent.

"What if most of it is fake?" Publicity, step by step.

"It's impossible, it's all been appraised by experts."

"Experts? Where did the experts come from, it's just a certificate. I forged a certificate from your uncle to prove that I am Qin Shi Huang, then I am Qin Shi Huang? ”

"Hiss~" Wang Jianye gasped.

He figured out the voiceover of Zhang Yang's words.

Obviously, he has an understanding of Cheng Deyi's details, so he will ask these questions in advance.

"Or, Zhang Yang, you go back first?" Wang Jianye thought of a solution that didn't count.