"Master Zhang, should I go down and have a look."

Cheng Zongwen squatted down and pointed to the thief hole, his tone was fluttering, without a trace of surprise.

"Maybe there's something near the entrance of this cave that can help you determine the age of this tomb."

"Don't!" Wang Guosheng and Zhang Yang spoke at the same time.

"Teacher Wang, you speak first."

Zhang Yang didn't expect Master Wang's reaction to be the same as his own, but the reasons for the two to speak were a little different.

"Don't destroy the scene, maybe there is evidence to solve the case." Wang Guosheng said very seriously: "It's better to call the police first, this tomb will have an archaeological team to carry out rescue excavations." ”

"Yes, leave the rest to the archaeological team, don't be too curious, pay attention to safety." Zhang Yang also agreed.

[I always feel that Master Zhang is hinting at something]

[Now the tomb robbers are becoming more and more arrogant]

[Doesn't the anchor ask where this thief hole is? ] 】

"By the way, this treasure friend, where did you find this?"

Zhang Yang also wants to know the answer to this question.

"This is on the outskirts of Linhai City, next to the Bijia Mountain Scenic Area."

Cheng Zongwen stood up and gave a distant view of the mountain.

At the edge of the picture, you can see several people walking along the way he just went up the mountain, towards the ancient tomb.

"Teacher, it seems that someone is coming, I will hang up first, and I will go to the police immediately......"

After hanging up the microphone, Cheng Zongwen walked quickly down the mountain, and met the people who went up the mountain halfway up the mountain.

It was none other than the rich second-generation three brothers headed by Chen Yanguang.

"Uncle, this is the big tomb you said?"

Wei Fuguang was holding his mobile phone, and the sound of Zhang Yang saying goodbye to the audience and going off the air was coming from inside.

They saw that Lian Mai was almost over, and they kept up.

"What's the matter, you want to go into the thief's cave and take a look?" Cheng Zongwen's face showed a kind smile: "Do you dare to visit the tomb?" ”

He also heard the story of the three brothers, who were robbed of the grave thief's pit.

"Don't dare, don't dare." Huang Bin, who has become a trainee lawyer, hurriedly waved his hand.

The last time he went back from the police station, his father scolded him.

Now, whenever he thinks of robbing a tomb, his head will automatically play "Tears in the Iron Window" that his father sang in his ear.

"Actually, it's okay, let's just take a look, and don't go in and steal things."

Chen Yanguang is lively and eager to try.

"There is no greater tragedy in life than the loss of freedom; The greatest pain in life is the loss of ......," Huang Bin's voice suddenly sounded.

"Okay, okay, can't you stop watching?" Chen Yanguang directly raised his hand and surrendered.

He turned his head and asked Cheng Zongwen about the matter:

"I've called the police, shall we go back now? Or are you waiting here for the police to come? ”

"Go back, this kind of tomb that has been stolen, the police won't be too anxious to come."

Cheng Zongwen is very experienced and imparts experience to the three young men in front of him.

On the way back for the four of them, the three young people couldn't help but be curious, and kept asking Cheng Zongwen about Feng Shui.

"Uncle, isn't feng shui feudal superstition?" Huang Bin asked.

"The ancients just believed it, and there was no one who didn't believe in feng shui if the tomb robbers were looking for the owner of the tomb."

"Then is it too late for us to learn Feng Shui?" Chen Yanguang asked.

"It's time, but Feng Shui is a very complex subject, and if you want to learn it, you have to work hard."

"How long will it take to get to your point?" Wei Fuguang asked.

"Awei, can you give Uncle Cheng a little respect, you can learn from his five successes, where your next bar will open, it's up to you to decide."

"Then I'm going to drive next to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, the more dangerous the place, the safer." Wei Fuguang said thoughtfully.

"Just for your guts." Cheng Zongwen stretched out his hand, made a "seven" gesture at Wei Fuguang, and said: "If you study without distractions, you will be able to become a teacher in seven years at most." ”

"I've been studying Feng Shui for 12 years, and now if I show people Feng Shui, I should be able to barely support myself."

Cheng Zongwen's words directly cut off all the thoughts of the three young people.

Seven years? Who has this spare time!

Similar thoughts appeared in the hearts of the three of them at the same time: Feng Shui, let's just look at the excitement.

Holding the same view as them, there is also Master Wang:

"Zhang Yang, this kind of thing is feng shui, if you don't learn from a young age, it's too energy-consuming."

"The older generation, including my brother, was very fond of studying Feng Shui, but he studied it all his life, and he didn't come up with a reason."

In Wang Guosheng's eyes, Cheng Lao Er is obviously an onmyoji, who looks at the yin house and the yang house for others.

It is estimated that it is because of the relationship between Zhang Yang and his family that this young man will know such a rare profession.

What he means is that he hopes to publicize such good seedlings and not distract his energy from irrelevant things.

But Zhang Yang asked him a very strange question:

"Teacher Wang, have you heard of the sixteen-character Yin Yang Feng Shui secret technique?"

Wang Guosheng thought thoughtfully for a moment and shook his head:

"I have studied ancient books such as "Shaking the Dragon Sutra", "Burial Sutra", "Snow Heart Fu", etc., is this feng shui secret technique you are talking about, which ancient book is it?"

"No, just heard about it somewhere." Zhang Yang waved his hand awkwardly, he just wanted to make a joke, but he didn't expect Master Wang to really have something.

The book "The Book of Burial" sounds like it has nothing to do with the tomb.

Seeing that Zhang Yang seemed to be very interested in these things, Wang Guosheng's eyes flowed, and he thought of the purpose of his coming today, and adjusted the direction in time:

"In fact, these ancient feng shui books, it's still okay to take a look."

"Huh? What does the teacher mean? ”

Zhang Yang looked puzzled, didn't you just say that this kind of thing "consumes energy"?

"I mean, the books I just mentioned are in the collection of the Hailin Museum, and if you are interested, you can read them at any time."

Wang Guosheng began to deliberately guide the topic: "Not only these, but also the ancient books that my brother studied before his death, maybe there is the secret technique of the sixteen words you said......

"How? Interested? ”

"Of course I am." Zhang Yang nodded, then smiled and said, "Teacher, what do you mean, just say it directly." ”

The situation of the Hailin Museum, Zhang Yang is clear, the old man came to the studio to accompany him to live broadcast at such an important time.

To say that he was purely out of interest, fools don't believe it.

"Well, it's not a museum's business......"

Wang Guosheng explained the matter in detail, and seeing that Zhang Yang had no resistance, he took out the "letter of appointment" with a green shell from his bag and handed it over.

Wang Jianye couldn't get out for a while, and the museum would continue to operate.

No one in the Wang family is interested in this mess, and when a private museum encounters a homicide, the end is generally cool.

Everyone just wants to quickly divide the things in the museum and make their own fortunes.

"I can barely put the stalls together now, but when I leave, Jianye wants to go directly to the UK to settle in the future, and this museum will be dispersed."

"Why not find a reliable buyer?" Zhang Yang took the letter of appointment and asked suspiciously.

Master Wang invited him to be the deputy director of the Hailin Museum.

said that he was the deputy curator, and when the curator was away, he was the curator.

It is foreseeable that the curator will be absent for a long time in the future.

Therefore, Wang Guosheng's actual meaning is actually to recruit Zhang Yang's talent.

Although he was not interested in working for the Wang family, Zhang Yang did not directly refuse, because only by accepting it first could he logically ask the question he had just asked Wang Guosheng.

What if one day, the Helin Museum was to be sold?

The serious successor Wang Jianye, his heart is gone, and his intention to escape from Linhai is enough to explain everything.

The founder of the museum, Master Wang, the speaker of the Wang family, the center of gravity of the family is in the north, and he is now at the age of teasing his grandchildren and raising his old age.

As for the rest of the Wang family, there are too few successful instruments, and Zhang Yang has already seen it when he helped Wang Xueweiss's husband deal with the aftermath.

Everyone understands people, and Wang Guosheng instantly understood the meaning of Zhang Yang.

The old man frowned lightly and fell silent.

Zhang Yang didn't speak, quietly waiting for the old man to think.

After a while, Wang Guosheng spoke:

"Even if money isn't an issue, you're too young."

"Once the Wang family withdraws, the Hailin Museum, you can't grasp it."

"Don't look at the more than 20,000 pieces in the museum, only about 40% of them belong to me and Jianye's father. The remaining half was donated by relatives and friends of the Wang family, and if the museum was to be sold, the things had to be returned. ”

"There are also some that have been lent to us by customs and government agencies, which account for more than half of the collection on display, and they have to be returned."

"I roughly estimated that in this way, of the more than 4,000 pieces in the exhibition, I am afraid that there will be only 1,000 pieces left in the end."

"At that time, the exhibits were not systematic, and the museum was no different from closing."

When Wang Guosheng was talking about these things, he didn't mention money at all.

All he had to think about was the survival of the museum.

After listening to this, Zhang Yang thought about it carefully, nodded and admitted: "It's that what I thought was too simple." ”

He originally wanted to gamble on stones, make a windfall, and directly buy the Hailin Museum.

But in fact, running a private museum in China is not just about money.

Wang Guosheng, as well as the Wang family, have been deeply cultivated in Linhai for so many years, and what they have paid is far more than just money.

"It's okay, young man, it's good to have sharpness."

Seeing Zhang Yang admit his mistake calmly, Master Wang showed an appreciative look on his face.

"Actually, Zhang Yang, have you ever thought that if you don't buy a museum, it's the same to be a curator......

“……”

Zhang Yang and Wang Guosheng talked for nearly two hours, and finally reached an agreement smoothly.

In fact, Master Wang has only one core demand, and that is to keep the Hailin Museum founded by him and his younger brother.

And Zhang Yang is the most suitable candidate he can find at present.

In order to impress Zhang Yang, not only the position of deputy director, but also the museum's net profit was 50%.

Although the museum may not make much money lately, the attitude is here.

The reason why Zhang Yang chose to agree is simpler:

He hasn't been a museum director yet, although he is a deputy, but how can he let go of the opportunity to experience it at the door?

In the face of resources and social status, money alone is simply not worth mentioning.

……

On the second day after Zhang Yang took office, another happy event happened.

Chen Yanguang is getting engaged!

"Actually, I don't like the Cheng family a little, you know what their old man is."

"But Cheng Shihui is really good, don't look at her when she came to the museum before, she was dressed very exaggeratedly, but she actually lived a very simple life in private."

"When I was in elementary school, my father went to jail, and she was sensible much earlier than me."

When sending the invitation, Chen Yanguang chatted with Zhang Yang about his fiancée with great interest, and the air was full of sour smell.

Zhang Yang picked up the invitation card and looked at the engagement photos of the eldest brother on the list, the two newlyweds were indeed very right.

Remembering that Chen Yanguang asked him to "pay money" to a few old friends, he asked:

"Are you done with those things? There's no going to be any moths at the engagement ceremony, right? ”

"After dealing with it, I confessed directly."

"It's all thanks to my father-in-law, with a man like him who abandoned his wife and daughter and stepped on the sewing machine, I was just a little unclear with the female anchor, and he was simply a good man."

"Don't spoil the word good man." Zhang Yang pursed his lips and said, "There will not be many people at that time, so they won't run into the two of your father-in-law's family, right?" ”

"No, no, my wife's uncle, it seems that the company has an urgent matter and has already gone home. There was an old man left, just eating quietly. ”

At this time, Zhang Yang didn't know that Boss Cheng's urgent matter was provoked by three employees of Yangming Studio.

……

Three days ago, in the studio.

It was already off work, but after Zhang Yang left, the three employees came back in unison.

"What's going on, is the result of opening the box out?"

Before Sister Gao entered the door, she asked Xu Jie anxiously.

"It's out, wait for me to show you the screen."

On the computer screen, lines of personal information are displayed, including hotel accommodation information, hospital medical information, and so on.

The owners of these messages all have the same name: Qiu Junchun.

Master Qiu, who was still thinking about being the number one in Tianjin, was directly made clear by Xu Jie looking for a friend to give him flesh.

"What's the use of that?" Sister Gao looked at Xu Jie: "Is it useful to know Master Qiu's nightlife?" ”

In the past few days, during the rising popularity of anti-fake videos, the water army invited by Qiu Junchun began to fight back frantically.

The counterattack is carried out from two directions:

The first is to frantically report the account of [Jianbao First Class], which caused Xiaopo Station to directly remove the fake video.

At present, Xiao Tang is still appealing, but with the situation of Xiao Po Station, there is little hope of unblocking.

The second is that I don't know where Master Qiu invited some old men with the title of "so-and-so expert", and he posted a lot of videos to support them.

Some directly admit that Master Qiu's things are correct, while others question the accuracy of Zhang Yang's video treasure appreciation.

The three people in the studio, Sister Gao and Xiao Tang, put a lot of effort into fighting fake videos, and they couldn't accept such a result.

Xu Jie is here to join in the fun.

Master Qiu's method of human flesh was proposed by Sister Gao.

But the result is a bit embarrassing, and it seems that all the information that comes out is useless.

"Qiu Junchun's hotels seem to be in the same city." Xiao Tang discovered a blind spot.

"Map, map, see where this is in Jinmen?"

The three of them kept dotting on the network map, and the place where the red dot was the densest formed a small circle, and there was only one building in the circle - Victoria Foot Bath City.

"Is this a chain with the Victoria Square in Kaiyuan?" Xu Jie deviates every day.

"Why don't you ask in the group if anyone knows about this place? Let's see if I can inquire, what does this surnamed Qiu do? Sister Gao proposed.

(End of chapter)