Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 831 Want to file a lawsuit?Who has no one on it?

Tang Qisheng smiled lightly.

"Before you asked me to come here and said that you were paid, and that you would give me a letter of recommendation after the repair was completed. Are you going to deny it now?"

"Evidence, you have to show the evidence, or I will sue you for slander!"

Duan Ping roared, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

Old Barley looked at him with a serious expression: "Duan, we have to find out about this matter."

"You believe me, Dr. Barre! I am really innocent, they framed me!"

Duan Ping held Old Barre's hand, and gritted his teeth: "You know me, I just met them outside the exhibition hall for the first time, how could I talk about these things."

His eyes turned, gouging out Tang Qisheng fiercely.

"Tang Qisheng, what are you trying to do by framing me like this!"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want you to fulfill what you agreed with me."

"Evidence! Where's your evidence!"

Duan Ping approached Tang Qisheng and lowered his voice, "I don't believe you have any evidence!"

"Sorry, there really are."

Tang Qisheng looked at Wang Duoyu and hooked his fingers.

"Teacher, this is the file you asked me to fetch."

Wang Duoyu immediately sent a document bag, untied the rope buckle, and poured out a black and white agreement.

"Heritage Maintenance Agreement"

The bilingual version is clearly written, and it is the standard restoration contract of the Metropolitan Museum.

"You see?"

Tang Qisheng handed it to Old Barley.

"it is true."

Old Barre took over the agreement and flipped through a few pages with complex expressions.

"It's impossible! I didn't sign it, I just invited it verbally, I never signed this agreement! It's fake, it must be fake!"

Duan Ping did not give up, and shouted for Barre to return his innocence.

Old Barre read the agreement, passed it on to others, and returned to Duan Ping after a lap.

"Look at the last page."

Duan Ping took it, turned over with a soft snort, and waved his hand.

"What's the matter, even the signature..."

Before he finished speaking, he froze in place.

"What? Have you been here for so long that you forgot that you still subconsciously write your name in Chinese?"

Tang Qisheng smiled lightly and tapped twice: "There are also fingerprints, which are also newly printed by you, so you can't rely on it, can you?"

"Boom!"

Duan Ping took a step back and bumped into the trash can next to him, his eyes wandering.

"It's impossible! I never signed this agreement, how can this have my name? You framed me!"

Barre shook his head and sighed: "Duan, you must explain this matter clearly, otherwise this matter cannot be handled easily."

Someone locked the door while talking.

"I am innocent!"

Duan Ping bit these five words to death, and refused to say a word.

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait until the lawyer and Faberle arrive to tell them that."

Old Barley shook his head and asked Duan Ping to be taken away, and looked at Ning Fan and the others again: "Now, Mr. Tang, we can talk about the remuneration again."

"You said."

Old Barre blinked: "This agreement was signed by Duan Ping and you, but he vehemently denied it, so we cannot guarantee the authenticity."

"So the Met wants to go back on its word?"

"No, no, no." Old Barre waved his hand: "I just want to talk about the change of remuneration."

"It's a fact that you helped us complete the restoration of this item. It's normal to pay for it, but I prefer to use rewards."

He stood up and reintroduced himself.

"In addition to the restoration and identification work, I am also the head of the labor union of the Metropolitan Museum, so I also have a certain right to speak on this matter."

Tang Qisheng was silent, looking at a few students, as if thinking.

Ning Fan scratched his head and turned his head.

"I disagree."

Tang Qisheng understood and refused firmly.

"Then what reward do you want?"

"Just as in the agreement, we will act according to the agreement."

"This is impossible."

"So there's nothing to talk about?" Tang Qisheng pulled up his chair and stood up, smiling, "I thought the Metropolitan Museum would be different from other places, but now it seems that there is no difference."

"What do you mean?"

"I will truthfully report the maintenance of cultural relics to the International Association of Archaeologists and submit relevant photos and materials. If there is any problem at that time, I will ask the people of the International Association of Archaeologists to make a decision."

"you sure?"

"Yes."

Old Barley narrowed his eyes slightly: "I can only tell you with regret that there are quite a few of our people in the International Archaeological Association. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

"you sure?"

Tang Qisheng asked the same words with a different meaning.

"Please."

Old Barre raised his hand to stop him.

"Then I'll give it a try."

Tang Qisheng decisively took out his computer and began to write the email submission materials on the spot.

Many newly recruited restorers behind Old Barre didn't understand what happened and were still asking.

"Don't ask, you all know he won't succeed..."

Before the words finished, Old Barley's phone rang.

"What?" Old Barley stood up.

"I see!" He dropped his eyes and stared at Tang Qisheng.

After a while, he sighed and hung up the phone.

"you win!"

"what?"

"Old Barley, what does that mean?"

"what happened?"

Ignoring the noise behind him, Old Barre stepped forward and looked at Tang Qisheng: "I admit that I underestimated you before, but you were able to get the vice president of the International Association of Archaeologists to approve the application for review."

"I don't know how many cultural relics you promised?"

Old Barley looked at Tang Qisheng fiercely: "They won't care about such a small matter lightly."

Tang Qisheng tried his best not to laugh.

After death, Wang Duoyu and Ban Liangjin also endured very hard.

"If he knows that the approver is sitting in front of him, will he be so angry that he vomits blood?"

"No, after all they don't know the identity of Master Ning."

"This is the strange thing. They clearly know about the International Archaeological Association, why don't they know about Master Ning?" Wang Duoyu was curious.

"It's normal. You know the names of the members of your company's board of directors. Can you match what they look like?"

"I know!"

Wang Duoyu didn't hesitate at all: "They are all relatives of my family, my second uncle, third uncle and aunts. If I didn't know them, the old man would have beaten them to death."

"..."

This time I exchanged half a tael of gold and didn't want to talk.

The brain circuits of rich kids are indeed different from those of ordinary people.

"Think for yourself!"

Ban Liangjin turned his head viciously and ignored Wang Duoyu.

Wang Duoyu giggled a few times before covering her stomach.

"Teacher, are you leaving?"

Tang Qisheng nodded: "Dr. Barre, I have already fulfilled your request. If you are unwilling to pay, then you can only proceed through mediation, but you have to consider the result when the time comes..."

"Say, what do you want?"

Old Barley said with a cold face.

"Why did you suddenly agree?"

"I think it's better for us to communicate and deal with this trivial matter, so we don't have to bother the International Archaeological Association, do we?"

Old Barley stared at Tang Qisheng: "Especially, your Vice President Ning over there, right?"

"Okay."

Seeing Ning Fan nodding, Tang Qisheng readily agreed.

"However, I need to discuss what I want with the students. After all, this is also their internship report."

"Please."

Old Barley didn't have any doubts yet, and let Ning Fan and Tang Qisheng communicate with each other.

"Nice job!"

Tang Qisheng took the time to praise Wang Duoyu.

The agreement and fingerprints were obtained after he went out, and the above clauses just reached the upper limit of the range that Duan Ping could give, which is why old Barre dared not turn his face directly.

Except for the museums in the Xia Kingdom, it is impossible for most museums in the world to independently restore all the cultural relics in their collections.

Therefore, it is very reasonable to pay remuneration for the restoration of cultural relics.

The agreement drawn up by Wang Duoyu just grasped this point. On the basis of restoring a cultural relic, he gave a cultural relic of the same age or value as a reward. This is also a common way of paying remuneration in the world.

"Master Ning, what do you want this time?"

Tang Qisheng's understanding of the Metropolitan Museum was limited to the part he had just walked through, and he didn't know what kind of things he wanted to be worth the price of admission.

"You must choose the best one. After all, this kind of opportunity does not come every time. It is already an advantage to be able to prostitute once for nothing." Wang Duoyu shouted.

"This is not whoring for nothing."

Banliangjin slightly raised his eyebrows: "Master Ning and Professor Tang have been busy inside for a long time. If they missed the time, they might have to sell an exhibition hall to pay for it."

"Cow! Why can't I think of such a good word!"

Wang Duoyu cast his eyes on the ground in admiration.

"Because I'm telling the truth, what you're thinking is how to flatter me."

Ban Liangjin was not polite, pointed out a question, and then showed a sweet smile: "It would be better to go down."

"Have you been divining?"

When Wang Duoyu asked, he knew it was a stupid question.

Tang Qisheng had bronze-colored copper coins in his hands, so he must have counted.

"No, not below."

Ning Fan shook his head rarely, usually looking into the distance, glanced around, and selected one of the items.

"I want that thing."

"Ah? Master Ning, are you serious?"

Tang Qisheng was a little dumbfounded.

What Ning Fan pointed at couldn't be said to be strange, but in general it was too abstract.

A large bronze sculpture is placed in the middle of the exhibition hall. There is a seat full of sharp blades. The wings are drooping obliquely. Half of the head is turned sideways to sleep and still retains a human shape, while the other half is a sheep's head.

It looks like a completely modern handicraft.

"That's a sculpture of Satan, they bought it from a performance artist, and put it there because it's not worth much."

Wang Duoyu quickly checked the situation, and the news came back in the blink of an eye.

"So, this thing is also a leak?" Several people looked at the sculpture with suspicion.

There should be no mistakes in this kind of artwork with the age and author written.

"It's not this, it's just that he has a little trace."

Ning Fan looked at the sculpture and pointed to the sheep's head above it.

"This shape of the sheep's head is extremely rare in Western culture, but it is very similar to the shape of the Yuanmingyuan sheep's head, especially the horns, which are not bent into the western spiral corners, but the back-turned horns that are common in the Xia Kingdom."

"Master Ning, do you suspect that he has a sheep's head?"

"Even if not, at least someone who has seen the original sheep's head, otherwise it would be impossible to restore it so vividly."

"I'll get in touch right now."

When it comes to the twelve beast heads, Wang Duoyu is as if he has been beaten with chicken blood.

"and many more."

Ning Fan held him back: "Now go pick something."

"That's it!"

Wang Duoyu looked excited: "I found the capital of Lian Yang, what else can be more expensive than this?"

"You are wrong, this is not a sheep's head, but a clue of a sheep's head."

Ban Liangjin opened his mouth slowly.

"If a sheep's head can be called the object of his study, it must be well preserved, it will not be placed on the sculpture, and the size is different from the actual sheep's head, so this is just a clue, let us find the performance artist. "

"Understood!"

Wang Duoyu nodded immediately, and looked at Ning Fan again.

"Then what do we want?"

"Didn't you say half a tael of gold just now, the next one, then it's the next one."

Several people looked at Banliangjin, wanting to hear more specific tips and directions.

"Maybe... No need, I know what she said."

Tang Qisheng spoke suddenly, his eyes fixed on a Buddha statue brought out by the staff.

"The statue of Avalokitesvara in the glazed water moon is the most precious Buddha statue lost in the Buddhist treasure world of the Xia Kingdom. Dr. Xia Fu and I have inquired about it countless times, but we didn't expect to meet it here."

Glass Buddha statue?

Several people were a little scared when they heard this name, but seeing the real thing in front of them, they had to believe that this kind of heaven-defying cultural relic really existed.

Glazed glass was the top material in the ancient Xia Kingdom. Even the royal family had difficulty obtaining large pieces of glazed objects, so they could only rely on imports.

And after mastering the glass firing process, it is also very difficult to produce, and there is no one in ten finished products.

It is almost impossible to burn a complete glazed Buddha statue.

But a few people were completely dumbfounded when they saw the glazed statue carried out by the staff in front.

The two-foot-tall glazed statue was completely transparent. Although the color was bright, it didn't look glaring, but emitted a soft light.

There is even a bit of gentleness in the sunlight.

"nice one!"

Although a few people don't believe in Buddhism, they also see that this thing is not simple.

"Can they give it to us?"

Tang Qisheng was a little uncertain.

"Definitely."

Ning Fan smiled slightly and leaned closer to his ear to give instructions.

"Then I'll try it?"

When Tang Qisheng walked over, several people were curious about what idea Ning Fan had given him.

No matter how you think about it, it is not worthwhile to use a glazed Buddha statue as a reward for the restoration of the jacquard brocade fabric in the Jinyunjian.

"No, just look at it and you'll know."

Ning Fan withdrew the information in his eyes.

[The glazed Buddha statues of the Tang Dynasty are made of glazed firing and splicing techniques. The key parts are glued together with glue. 】

What he told Tang Qisheng just now was the configuration method of the sol and the key to the Buddha statue.

Tang Qisheng walked over, and Barley jumped up immediately.

"This Buddha statue? Impossible! This is the treasure of our museum."

"Even if it's a lawsuit, we can't give you this!"

"Who doesn't have anyone above? At worst, let's go all out and find someone to judge!"

……

Tang Qisheng didn't even interrupt, and waited for a while before speaking with a smile.

"However, wouldn't it be embarrassing for the Metropolitan Museum to use a broken Buddha statue as its treasure?"

(End of this chapter)