National Tide 1980.

Chapter 210 God-level Treasure

Ning Weimin's luck was not bad.

Huo Xin led him to the third floor familiarly.

Then they found an office, knocked on the door, and found the person they were looking for.

That friend of Huo Xin's mother - Aunt Liu.

The middle-aged woman with a fleshy face had permed hair, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and wore a woolen suit.

It looks very fashionable.

She really deserves to be the reception cadre of the foreign affairs department.

The originally indifferent and slightly serious face turned into a friendly smile when he saw Huo Xin coming in.

"Oh, this is Xinxin. It's been a long time since you girl came to play with auntie."

Huo Xin also called out affectionately.

"Aunt Liu, it's not my fault. My mother didn't let me come. She said your work is too important and always involves foreign affairs. I'm afraid I'll disturb you."

"Oh, your mother is really, she still sees me like this. The four modernizations can't be achieved overnight. Does auntie still lie at the desk all day? You can come whenever you want. If she wants to blame you, just say I asked you to come."

Afterwards, Aunt Liu changed the subject and asked about Huo Xin's parents naturally.

"Hey, your mother and your father are doing well in England, aren't they?"

"They are still in good health, but they are not stable. They may have to change places again. They just called in the first two days and said that they may change to Edinburgh next year."

"Hey, it's necessary for work. Auntie's place is stable. I've been working for almost 20 years. But speaking of it, I've only been abroad once in my life, and it's Albania."

Speaking of this, the two couldn't help laughing together, and the formal politeness ended here.

"This is... what's his name?"

Aunt Liu turned to Ning Weimin at the right time, with a curious look on her face.

Perhaps it was because Ning Weimin's suit had an effect, she didn't have the nerve to call him comrade.

Only then did Huo Xin realize that he should introduce him.

"Aunt Liu, this is Manager Ning of our company's operation department. I'm going to a foreign-funded enterprise for an internship. As you probably know, it's the clothing company founded by the French clothing master Pierre Carton, which cooperates with our Ministry of Economics and Trade and the Ministry of Textiles. Relationship."

Aunt Liu nodded while listening.

"I know, I know that Frenchman with my leader. Didn't you just set up a big platform in the Temple of Heaven last month, and let many girls and boys walk around in colorful clothes? Oh, your company is now famous Yes, it was also published in "Reference News" for a while."

People rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold clothes, perhaps because Ning Weimin is well-dressed, and he also borrowed the influence of the old French man.

This Aunt Liu looked at Ning Weimin carefully for a while, and also showed an amiable smile.

"Oh, the young man is a manager of a big company at such a young age, what a talent..."

These words somewhat had an ambiguous meaning of a pun, which made Ning Weimin feel a little embarrassed.

But he didn't know the specific position of Aunt Liu, so he couldn't ignore her, so he could only call her after Huo Xin.

"Hello, Aunt Liu. It's the first time we met. My name is Ning Weimin. You can call me whatever you want. You can call me Xiaoning by my last name. You can also call me by my first name, but please don't be polite to me."

"To tell you the truth, my manager is really nothing. I can't compare with the official cadres of our country. I'm so ashamed of what you said."

These words are very attractive, and Aunt Liu is very happy.

"The young man is quite modest, and he can really talk. Then I will call you Xiao Ning."

But following this Aunt Liu was not too busy, and she winked at Huo Xin.

That meant to praise her for her good eyesight, which made the atmosphere even more uncomfortable.

Fortunately, embarrassment is embarrassment, this old woman with a gossip soul is unambiguous in her work.

I heard that Ning Weimin and Huo Xin came to buy paintings, but the sales department had too many words and few paintings, especially Qi Baishi's paintings were few, so it was hard to choose, and they wanted to go to Curry to see other paintings.

This Aunt Liu readily agreed on the spot.

Then he laughed with them all the way and led them to the warehouse office.

So I found a storekeeper named Xiao Qi, who helped open the door with a key.

But Xiao Qi was a little worried when he heard Huo Xin's proposal to find Qi Baishi.

I have to tell them that because of the sales, I don’t know how many people have intervened in those Curry’s modern paintings.

In the past two or three years, things have been put out of the warehouse and put into the warehouse.

It may not be easy to find works dedicated to one person.

You can only point them to a rough area and let them hit their luck by themselves.

There is no other way, and Ning Weimin understands it very well.

As a result, he didn't expect that he would be stupid as soon as he entered the room.

Not to mention looking for it with his hands, for a while, he couldn't even move.

The room behind the Ganqing Gate is quite big, it is a large room equivalent to the area of ​​two classrooms.

And the layout of the room, just like a library, is full of large wooden shelves that go through the roof.

Each shelf has five layers, and all of them are filled with scrolls lying horizontally.

That's not all, Xiao Qi said naggingly, there were still about thirty boxes in the room next door.

To be honest, no one has ever seen such a scene.

In fact, let alone seen it, I'm afraid I can't even imagine it.

According to Ning Weimin's visual estimation, there are not tens of thousands of calligraphy and paintings in this room, so there must be eight or nine thousand.

What a fortune this is!

Others don't know, but he, Ning Weimin, doesn't know.

In his eyes, Rong Baozhai's shop is equal to Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves in "The Arabian Nights", such legendary treasures.

The room where calligraphy and paintings are stored is probably only comparable to the legendary treasure of King Solomon!

Exaggeration?

Not at all!

Because to put it bluntly and in a simple way, the things in this room are probably worth 1 trillion yuan!

After 30 years, it will be enough to buy a country.

So Rao Ning Weimin, who claimed to have seen the world and thought that he would never be surprised by anything good in his life, was once again unable to maintain his composure because of his eye-opening.

At this moment, he was completely overwhelmed by the scene in front of him.

His feeling was like eating a big mouthful of green mustard!

Stimulating, subversive, transparent, refreshing, exciting, going crazy!

For the first time, he really understood what "shock" was.

That was the result of his gaze, and nothing could be seen but the pictures.

Time, space, and myself are all lost...

I don't know how long it took before Ning Weimin regained consciousness.

But at this moment, he found that no matter it was Aunt Liu, Huo Xin, or Xiao Qi, all their eyes were focused on him.

He guessed that people might have called him several times.

He coughed in embarrassment, then covered his face with his hands on his forehead, and apologized repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect there to be so many paintings here. I made things simple. It seems that it is really difficult to find Qi Baishi."

Xiao Qi was amused.

"Look, I'm right. It's just luck. But I can tell you, it's probably within the range of five or six wooden shelves against the wall. If you're looking for it, go there, the probability is higher. "

And when Ning Weimin followed the reminder and walked over, Aunt Liu seemed to be afraid that he would return empty-handed, so she said it.

"It's okay if you can't find it. I'll tell the following later. If anyone finds out, I'll leave it for you and that's it."

"If you fancy something else, you might as well buy some back first. Whether it's big or small, auntie decides, and Tongyi will count it for you as a small piece. If it's a foreign exchange certificate, it's 21 pieces. The RMB is 25. Is that okay?"

This is a good thing, but Ning Weimin can't help but remind, so as not to make things difficult for Aunt Liu.

"Aunt Liu, thank you for taking care of me. But the problem is, I plan to buy dozens of pictures. Is it too much? I won't embarrass you, will I?"

Unexpectedly, Aunt Liu laughed, very happy.

"Oh, that's a good thing, our budget for this month is much more relaxed. Let me tell you, the more you buy, the better. Auntie should thank you for helping us a lot."

Immediately after turning her head, she flirted with Huo Xin again.

"Xinxin, should I count this favor on you, or should I thank Xiao Ning?"

Huo Xin blamed with a shy face.

"Aunt Liu, you are really..."

(End of this chapter)