When he went to work the next day, Zhang Yang suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the employees.

From the moment he entered the door, the three of them aimed at him intentionally or unintentionally, and when he entered the office, before his ass was hot, there was a knock on the door.

The knock on the door was Xu Jie, who was the representative elected by the three.

"Good afternoon, boss!"

"I don't know if you remember, but our studio has been established for three months and thirteen days so far."

"Wow, Applejack, the way you talk like this is really locomotive." Zhang Yang imitated the other party's tone and replied, and then said: "If you have a fart, let it go!" ”

"Actually...... It was Sister Gao who asked me to ask, the studio has been established for so long, does the boss want to organize a team building? ”

"Team building? Is this what Sister Gao said? ”

Zhang Yang didn't believe it very much, didn't she have to go back every day to check the children's homework.

"Sister Gao, where do you want to go for team building?"

Zhang Yang shouted outside the door, and the other party's answer soon came from a distance:

"It was Xu Jie who watched your live broadcast and said he wanted to go to Neon."

"No, it's really Sister Gao who wants to go."

Xu Jie's defense seemed a little weak.

Neon's attraction to the male two-dimensional group is obviously greater than that of middle-aged women like Sister Gao.

"Who the hell wants to go?"

"It's Don Jr. who wants to see Mt. Fuji." Xu Jie moved out another ally.

"Looks like you've convinced the two of them." Zhang Yang unconsciously knocked on the table with his fingers and nodded: "Let's have a meeting and set a route." ”

The first plenary meeting of Yangming Studio began.

Of course, team building is possible, Zhang Yang just went to Kyoto.

Not only because there may be genuine Tang Sancai there, but also because he heard that there is a famous "flower street" in Kyoto.

Domestic life is too tight, and in Flower Street, the cherry blossom girls dressed in neon traditional costumes will make you completely relaxed.

"Xu Jie, you should know what I mean when I said go to Kyoto Flower Street, right?"

Zhang Yang thought that he understood men very well, and he and the director, who was also single, nodded tacitly.

But in fact, he doesn't understand the second dimension at all.

The place Xu Jie is going to is, of course, Akihabara - that is the holy land of the second dimension.

"Boss, there's a maid café there, can you refuse?"

"I can say no." Afraid that Zhang Yang would be persuaded, Sister Gao replied first.

She said that she and Xiao Tang's opinions are completely the same, and they both want to go to Mount Fuji to take pictures.

"Yes, yes, yes, buy a box of detonators for each of you and go and detonate Mt. Fuji." Xu Jie said angrily.

"It's better to go climbing a mountain than if you're in a café staring at someone's maid's cat-eared nymphomaniac, right?"

Sister Gao ruthlessly exposed Xu Jie's old bottom, and the latter blushed and countered:

"That's better than the widow you introduced me......"

"People are divorced......"

Good guys, where is this topic crooked.

Zhang Yang was just about to stop the two, when suddenly there was an extra piece of ice watermelon in front of him.

It was handed over by Tang Qiyun, and the little girl was smiling and squinting, eating melons!

When Zhang Yang finished eating the iced watermelon, the two were tired of arguing.

"Forget it, boss, you have an idea." Sister Gao waved her hand, signaling that she was tired.

"We can go to Akihabara first, and then we can climb Mt. Fuji." Xu Jie also took a step back.

Zhang Yang thought about it and decided to change the group to a publicly-funded tour.

The three employees each have a budget of 10,000 yuan, and they will not make up for the excess refund.

Starting tomorrow, a week later, everyone will return to work on time.

Sister Gao/Xu Jie: "Can it still be like this?" ”

"yes, that's why you were arguing in vain just now."

"桀桀桀~" Zhang Yang let out an evil laugh.

……

Two days later, Kyoto, Kobo City.

It is home to one of the most famous antique markets in Kyoto.

Before entering, Zhang Yang saw Chen Yanguang and Gong Yonghao, who were dressed as Japanese ronins, and beside them, Cheng Shihui and Sakura girl Miyuki were holding hands.

"Master Zhang, it's a pleasure to meet you." Miyuki took the initiative to come up and shake hands with Zhang Yang.

After saying hello, she took the opportunity to stand beside Zhang Yang.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Yang whispered to Chen Yanguang in the Linhai dialect.

"My pot, Brother Yang." Chen Yanguang took the initiative to admit his mistake: "I seem to have sold you." ”

"I don't know where this woman knew that I had bought a bronze knight and those ivory, and she had to borrow my antiques for exchange."

"Huihui keeps an eye on it, I can only say that I am your subordinate, and everything is bought for you."

"She came to Kyoto with her because of a few broken antiques?" Zhang Yang asked puzzled.

"That's not it, she originally wanted to come to Kyoto and participate in the gathering in Kobo City."

Chen told Mr. Zhang that the rally was held only once a month and attracted more than 100,000 people each time.

He was lucky this time, just in time.

Although there are no Kyoto locals as guides, it is still very easy for Boss Gong and Sakura Girl to guide the way, and Zhang Yang and his party can walk around the market.

But the harvest was mediocre.

Tang Sancai has seen a lot, some of which look exactly the same as the real ones at first glance, but if you look closely, "made by Meng Jin".

"We all know that neon people like the culture of the Tang Dynasty, and Tang Sancai has been completely mastered by domestic handicraft groups."

"Fortunately, this market has long been abandoned by our group." Chen Yanguang responded as if comforting himself.

At this time, Miyuki, who had not spoken much, suddenly stopped in front of an antique shop.

"Chen Sang, you said before that you wanted a bronze heavy weapon, and this is the place I told you."

Zhang Yang saw a half-meter-high three-legged bronze tripod in the window of the antique store.

Serious black lacquer ancient, open the door at a glance.

"Boss Chen, do you have enough money?"

"Ask the price first." Chen Yanguang's expression was relaxed.

Walking into the store, Zhang Yang saw the furnishings in the store, and he instantly felt like he was in the bronze exhibition hall of the museum.

Did the store dig up Zhou Tianzi's tomb?

The one in the window, the three-legged bronze tripod with gluttonous pattern in the early Western Zhou Dynasty.

The list price is 1 million euros.

Next to Ding, there is a copper bean (cutlery with meat sauce) from the same period, which is a little cheaper.

Only 500,000 euros.

There are also bronze pots, spoons, bowls, etc., all kinds of bronze utensils.

It was impossible to buy them all, and what Zhang Yang wanted was to find a few pieces with inscriptions to bring back.

On the other side, Chen Yanguang's thoughts have diverged to the crooked path.

"Boss Gong, is the anti-theft in the antique market here good?"

"Good, there's police patrols nearby."

"Do you still patrol at night? I don't believe it. The British Museum is not burglar-proof, and I don't believe it can be protected here. ”

Chen Yanguang was skeptical of Boss Gong's statement, and his train of thought continued to jump.

"Do you have any channels to send us back?"

"Huh? Boss Chen, even if you bring things back to China, they are stolen goods, and they have to be recovered across borders. ”

Gong Yonghao is not familiar with the big brother on the list, and he is still trying to reason with him.

If you are open, you will say: Even if you steal, even if you are caught, you will be out of prison for more than 20 years.

After listening to Boss Gong's words, Chen Yanguang naturally waved his hand:

"You say stolen goods, but there are no stolen goods among these things?"

"Maybe there are things in this that Xiao Ri snatched back from China decades ago."

"You said yes, Brother Yang?"

(End of chapter)