Zhang Yang could hear that what Chu Ziqiang said was an expression of his true feelings after being drunk.

He should wait for him to return home, and then he will have a showdown with his family.

But he didn't expect that the next day, this son-in-law from Yanjing immediately said:

The trip began.

The first stop is the ancient city of Lin'an, not far from Shenghai.

"Then I'll wish you a smooth ride in advance." Zhang Yang replied in the chat bar.

"Hehe, I'm waiting for you in Lin'an."

"Wait for me? I didn't say I was going to Lin'an? ”

"You're definitely going to go, because the Liangzhu Forum is about to start."

Liangzhu Forum? What is it?

After Chu Ziqiang's brief introduction, Zhang Yang lay on the chair and fell into thought.

This forum, a bit like a common economic forum, is essentially a large-scale conference for cultural communication and exchange.

At present, it seems that the theme of the conference is prehistoric cultures, or more accurately, the cultures of the Bronze Age and before.

Including the Paleolithic period, the Neolithic period, the period of gold and stone, and so on.

"This kind of thing, it shouldn't have anything to do with me."

Zhang Yang thought about it carefully, and he didn't seem to even have the qualifications to join in the fun, because the Hailin Museum was private.

No matter how you look at this kind of thing, the public waterfront museum participates.

Unless in the recent past, when the garden at the entrance of the Hailin Museum is renovated, the ancient cultural relics can be discovered......

Zhang Yang shook his head, put the strange idea aside, and continued to flip through the information in his hand.

The event in Shenghai is coming to an end.

When he was working in the museum, other experts were not idle, and they still devoted themselves to this treasure appreciation activity with full enthusiasm.

Then, with the help of the auction house staff, more than 200 lots were selected.

What Zhang Yang has to do is to go through all these lots carefully and carefully to ensure that there are no doubtful collections that flow into the auction.

Under normal circumstances, more than 200 pieces must be no big problem.

But today's situation is clearly not normal.

Because Zhang Yang was in the roster, he saw a very familiar collection:

The side is engraved with the bronze seal of "March of the 30th year of Qianlong".

On the back is also written the text "Management of Weiyuan Fort and Other Six Border Gates, Ministry of Rites".

"Isn't this the one from Baoyou, a replica of the same style as the Hailin Museum?"

Afraid that he would be mistaken, Zhang Yang asked the staff for a panoramic video of the collection and information about the collector.

Sure enough, it was very similar to the one he had identified, and even the production time was the same.

However, it is not completely certain that it is the same item, because when imitations are produced, they are generally produced in batches.

The auctioneer's name is Cai Minmin, female, 34-year-old Shenghai native.

She was obviously not the boyfriend who was looking for Zhang Yang's appraisal at that time.

And the staff have taken Baoyou to report the case, at this time, the case should still be under investigation.

How could such an obvious fake be included in the list?

Zhang Yang's first reaction was that someone took a fake of the same style and successfully deceived a not-so-professional appraisal expert.

The official seals of local institutions of the Qing Dynasty like this, if they are genuine, are indeed eligible to be sent to auction.

Which expert? Deduction of wages!

Zhang Yang kept this matter in mind for the time being, and was ready to read all the lots and then settle the ledger together.

But he only continued to flip through a few pages before he couldn't help it.

Putting down the information, he quickly dialed the phone number of the person in charge of the auction house, who was Manager Pan introduced by Ding Qiang before.

"Director Zhang, do you have something to do?"

On the other end of the phone, Manager Pan's environment was a little noisy, and the landline ringing of the jingling bell rang from time to time, and he should still be working overtime in the company.

"Manager Pan, there are a few lots that have problems, help me check the information."

"The numbers are ......"

"Wait a minute." Manager Pan's voice was a little panicked: "I'll log in to the intranet." ”

"Alright, you quote the number."

"No need, you can directly check Cai Minmin's person, the problematic lots are all sent by her."

Three minutes later, the information behind the eight problematic lots was all called up.

Manager Pan exported them one by one, sent them to Zhang Yang, and quietly waited for his response.

Time passed minute by minute, and Director Zhang's voice was not heard for a long time, and Lao Pan's back was already sweating.

Don't let anything happen.

"Manager Pan......"

Zhang Yang's words made Lao Pan's heart tighten, and he hurriedly replied:

"You say, I'm listening."

"The eight lots that Cai Minmin sent for auction are all fake, I'm sure."

"Do you have any questions about this?"

"No, no." Manager Pan replied again and again.

In the remarks column of the auction information, it is clearly written that these eight lots are all from the collection of the Hailin Museum.

Now the person who comes to fight the fake is the director of the Hailin Museum, what else can be wrong with this?

"Then how do you deal with such an insider in your company?" Zhang Yang asked in an unkind tone.

There is a problem with the person who sent the lot, but the person who reviewed the lot was even more problematic.

It's not a treasure appreciation activity at all, so why did you go directly to the auction through the back door?

"For something like this, we'll start an internal investigation first......"

"It's too slow!" Zhang Yang directly and rudely interrupted: "Do you have to wait until you finish your investigation to determine whether he colluded with outsiders to send these fakes to the auction?" ”

"What do you mean?"

Manager Pan wiped the sweat from his head, and his head was already starting to hurt.

Zhang Yang here, he must not be able to provoke him.

Now the whole department is working overtime, and it has been a week in a row, for this auction.

If there is something wrong with the auction and it can't be held normally, it is estimated that his colleagues will want to make his heart go.

However, the parties are dealt with directly...... He doesn't deserve it!

That's Director Xin Wanchun Xin, he is a manager, and he can't reverse the workplace.

"I recommend calling the police directly." Zhang Yang replied lightly.

He has always had a bad impression of this Xin Wanchun, but he really didn't expect that this product would dare to be a demon at his own auction.

All eight lots were forcibly added to the auction roster under the name of "Partner's Auction".

If you are sloppy when you look at it, you may miss it.

The consequence is likely to directly smash the signboard of the treasure appraisal activity.

"Director Zhang, if I call the police, it's not good......"

"I understand you." Zhang Yang didn't mean to be embarrassed by the other party: "So I'll just call this police call." ”

"You're here in person?"

Manager Pan thought for two seconds and realized that this would not work.

"Then I'll come, after calling the police, I have to cooperate with the police investigation, don't dare to trouble you, Director Zhang."

"Okay! You discuss with Ding Qiang, and I hope that before the auction, I can see the receipt of the report. ”

"Also, these lots ......"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it by tonight. In addition, I will organize personnel to check to see if there are any such lots, which will be directly inserted into the auction without identification. ”

Before tonight?

Zhang Yang looked at the time, and there were still three and a half hours before the clock struck zero.

"Then I won't delay you."

After hanging up the phone, he didn't stop and dialed the phone number of Librarian He again.

Originally, I was going to go back to Linhai to deal with this matter, but now it seems that if I don't figure things out sooner, I don't know how many moths will come out in the future.

After the phone was connected, Zhang Yang didn't bend around and asked directly:

"Lao He, is the wild boar terracotta figurines from the Northern Wei Dynasty still in the museum?"

"It's still there." Librarian He replied quickly: "Is something wrong?" ”

"The little thing is that someone is holding your signed shipping bill and selling fakes openly in Shenghai."

"But I have already debunked it on the spot and called the police."

After Zhang Yang finished speaking lightly, he waited for Librarian He's reaction.

He hoped that the other party was not a "house thief".

But Librarian He was silent.

"What, aren't you going to explain?"

"I ...... Those documents are indeed the ones I gave them. ”

On the other end of the phone, Librarian He's tone was very calm:

"But Curator, that's what Curator Wang ordered me to do when I was here before!"

"Wang Jianye?!"

Zhang Yang was shocked.

Arrange for your subordinates to provide genuine documents to the counterfeit antique dealers.

Is this something that a sane museum director can do?

After Librarian Ho's explanation, things gradually became clear.

To put it simply, this is the first and only museum gray industry created by Wang Jianye after returning to China.

In the words of Librarian He, of course, they felt that instead of letting the counterfeiters secretly make money in the name of "cultural relics in the museum's collection", it was better to join them and harvest a wave.

It only needs to provide a few pieces of paper, and the cost is almost zero, but the price is nearly 10,000 yuan.

The question is, won't this damage the museum's reputation?

In this regard, Wang Jianye's original explanation was that this would only make the Hailin Museum more famous.

When fake collections with certificates come to the market, people who buy them must know about the Helin Museum.

Isn't this the equivalent of promoting the museum?

Earning money and being able to promote it for free is simply a plan.

"But don't worry, Curator, we've put this on hold since you came."

"This is something that other colleagues in the museum can attest."

After Zhang Yang listened, it was his turn to be silent this time.

If it weren't for the original changes, perhaps now, the Hailin Museum has become a golden sign in the domestic counterfeit market.

And those who believe that the items they are holding with their bills are genuine will be called the "Museum Gang".

"Is there any contact information for the person who asked you to buy the bill?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Yes, he approached us before, and wanted to talk to the curator about the follow-up cooperation, but you refused."

"When did I say no?"

Zhang Yang doesn't remember doing such a good thing.

"There used to be a director of an art museum, do you remember?" Librarian He reminded.

"You mean, the local art museum in the waterfront?"

Zhang Yang was a little impressed, and the owner of the art museum at that time approached him and said that he wanted to cooperate.

But because the materials they sent did not fit well with the museum, he refused.

"I remember that the main business of their art museum is overseas art trading, right?"

"The art trade is only incidental." Librarian He explained: "Their business to make money has to be to sell fake antiques. ”

"Then when I return to Linhai, let's go and have a look."

Zhang Yang thought, he had to go over there and ask clearly, where did all those fake antiques with museum receipts go?

……

Three days later, Linhai Changsheng Street.

Librarian He drove and took Zhang Yang and his party to the front of the [Aiyi Art Museum].

He was accompanied by Mr. Liu, an enthusiastic citizen.

Today, Captain Liu was on vacation, and he came to send a pennant to Zhang Yang, just in time for them to go out.

I heard that Zhang Yang was going to talk about cooperation with the art museum, and the old detective's sense of smell gave him the idea of taking a look together.

Of course, Zhang Yang will not refuse.

In fact, even if Captain Liu didn't say it, Zhang Yang wanted to ask him to send someone to "ambush" near the art museum.

If the other party is stinky and hard, and refuses to cooperate, then the cup will be smashed and the cultural relics dealer will be directly sent to the legal net.

"The name of this museum is weird." Captain Liu looked at the signboard of the store and said.

"I guess it's an abbreviation for Egyptian mummies." Zhang Yang analyzed.

He had already seen the interior of the store, the room was filled with warm yellow light, and in the foyer there was a sculpture of a stone lion with the face, which was indeed very Egyptian.

And this feeling reached its peak directly after meeting the owner of the art museum.

The head of the museum turned out to be a woman who seemed to have Arab roots.

Slender eyebrows, big bright eyes, plump red lips...... It's the kind of look that you know at first sight.

The boss's surname is Mo, and he said that it was based on her Egyptian name, which was transliterated.

Boss Mo didn't know Zhang Yang, but she had met Librarian He.

When she heard that the new director of the Hailin Museum had come to talk about cooperation, she was a little overjoyed and immediately took everyone to the reception room.

"Director Zhang, it's really good that you can come."

"I'm really looking forward to working with you again."

Looking at Boss Mo's innocent eyes, in order to continue the conversation, Zhang Yang could only express his willingness to cooperate first:

"I came this time to talk about cooperation with you, Boss Mo."

"But before that, I want to know about the cooperation between the previous curator and you."

"No problem." Boss Mo nodded, turned around and went out to get the account book.

After she went out, Captain Liu leaned up and asked Zhang Yang:

"Have you expanded your business to the African continent?"

"Is there a mummy or something, open my eyes!"

"Africa? Boss Mo doesn't have to be African. Zhang Yang whispered: "Don't you think her face is a little stiff?" ”

"It must have been deliberately made like this, it doesn't have to be Egyptian."

"And this way of playing?"

The old criminal policeman was sharp-minded and immediately understood the meaning of Zhang Yang.

It's okay to sell fake antiques and scams, but if even the identity is fake, then this Boss Mo, as well as his art museum's main art deal, are likely to have problems.

Soon, Boss Mo came back with the tablet.

There are photos of various bills signed by Librarian He before.

Each ticket is priced at 8,000 yuan, along with a 3D modeling file of the corresponding museum artifact for them to copy.

"You have given us a total of 362 cultural relics authorization before, do you have any questions?"

"Wait a minute, I'll think about it."

Zhang Yang actually wanted to say to Captain Liu, don't ask, just catch it.

362 pieces, even if a copy is only sold for 10,000, it is enough to sentence it to ten years.

But for the sake of the museum's face, this matter has to find another way to deal with it.

"I have a question, do you only produce one imitation for each bill?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Of course not, for each copy, ten pieces are usually produced. If there are very popular ones, they will increase. ”

Ten pieces each, that's 30 million.

Good guy, go straight to life imprisonment.

"Where do these imitations go?" Zhang Yang continued to ask.

"Well, I have no comment." Boss Mo pursed his lips and said.

"But I can guarantee that every customer who buys from us is convinced of the quality of the things."

"That's great."

Of course Zhang Yang doesn't believe this statement, obviously someone has called the police and is investigating, but he hasn't found it here yet.

"How many pieces do you want for this collaboration?"

"Not a single one." Boss Mo shook his head and smiled: "This time, we want to cooperate with the Hailin Museum in the name of the art museum to do a joint cultural relics exhibition." ”

"There are a total of 500 rare artifacts from ancient Egypt on display."

"Five hundred?" Zhang Yang was taken aback by this amount.

You don't have to ask to know that the ultimate purpose of the exhibition is to sell fakes.

Five hundred fakes, too punishable!

(End of chapter)